Chapter 212: Perverted Difficulty Tribulation Mode

At the same time, in the main hall of the Heavenly Tribulation World, there are a hundred screens, all of which are new products recently created by No. 3 (2) and the Trojan Virus Essence, and the hundred screens in the screen are monitoring all corners of the Duo Territory, including the gate.

Seeing that the monk with an excellent temperament led people into the examination room, No. 3 (2) pulled the corners of his mouth: "Drama essence, drama essence... No. 5 is worthy of a virus, and they are separated in three or two sentences. ”

"And that's not because... Click, click... There are a lot of Internet access on the 5th, and there are many TV series that I usually watch, and if I want to play a monk who is ruthless and looking for a pump, it is easy to catch. ”

On the side, Heavenly Demon No. 1 was holding a bag of potato chips, watching the pictures on the big screen, and he felt like watching a movie.

"You're wrong... Click, click... No. 5 is so good at acting, not because there is a crazy master.

You say, who would have thought that the employees of the Heavenly Tribulation World would play the role of the Tribulation Monks, break into them and join them in the Tribulation? It's simply increasing the Tribulation mode to a perverted difficulty!"

After Heavenly Demon No. 2 finished speaking, he grabbed a handful of potato chips in Heavenly Demon No. 1's hand, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them in a big gulp, savoring the development of No. 5 on the screen after he entered the mess...

That's right!

The cold monk who had just entered was exactly what Su Mo had whispered to No. 3 (2) before-let the No. 5 Trojan Horse Virus Essence, which had not been transformed, transform into a human form and blend into the group's army...... Let them form a group!

No. 3 (2) listened to the sound of the Heavenly Demon eating, which really disturbed him watching the play, and glared at it impatiently: "The sound of you giving me food is smaller, I can't hear the voice of No. 5." And also... You just do it, every day you die, every day you are in ashes, how can you not be clean?"

"Of course it is... My lord favors me the most!"

"It's really the same as Lao Mo, there are no points in my heart. Isn't Lao Mo's favorite San'er?"

"Speaking of No. 3..."Heavenly Demon No. 4 couldn't help but speak, "... Third master, why does your old man still occupy the right to speak on the 3rd. You've been playing too much lately, can you get back to No. 3? ”

"Is this my fault? It's not that Lao Mo is happy in the mortal world, and he leaves everything to me to do. ”

As he spoke, No. 3 (2) turned his head and continued to stare at the monitoring screen, and just saw that the Trojan virus spirit entered the examination room with a middle-aged man and apprentice grandson No. 1 and No. 2.

A moment later, the other three people, except for the Trojan virus essence, were trapped on the merry-go-round in a daze, not to mention the extremely fast rotation, and the lightning that fell around them, shocking their faces pale.

The subject of the exam is the evaluation test of Xiuzhen knowledge:

[1. What year was the Tribulation born? Please tell me exactly what year, month, and day of the Tribulation Master's birthday?

(Please answer the question using the "Tenassimino Cano" timekeeping.) ps. Due to the different timing methods of all walks of life in the heavens and all worlds, the time of "Tainacino Cano Astral Boundary" was randomly selected as the answer standard, and the final interpretation right belongs to the main god of Mo. )

2. It is said that every hair of the Heavenly Tribulation Master contains the memory of the Heavenly Tribulation Master, so may I ask, how many hairs does the Heavenly Tribulation Master have?

3....

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"Hey..."No. 3 (2) looked at the bloody topic, sighed sympathetically, and looked up at the sky, "... I don't know what the mad master is doing now?"

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At the same time, in the courtyard of Su's house, countless people watched, and the police, hospital, and fire department were going in and out of Su's house, almost chaotic.

"Audience friends in front of the TV, good evening! I'm the on-site reporter of Lightspeed News Agency, what you see now is the backyard of the Su family, and behind me is the meteorite that fell at 9:0327 tonight, the meteorite..."

At this time, a news person was in the courtyard of the Su family, reporting the scene to the camera.

Near her stood a big confused fool.

Su Jiahe spared her head for some reason, vaguely remembering that before the meteorite landed, she seemed to see Su Mo in the center of her hall, as if Su Mo was still pulling her flowers.

Later, Nanxi came, and many people surrounded Nanxi to take pictures, so she left the hall depressed and came to the backyard.

Thinking of this, Su Jiahe broke out in a cold sweat...

That is, when the meteorite fell, she was in the backyard!

She wasn't killed by a meteorite???