This battle of the Silver Rank lasted for nearly ten minutes, with one blood and one tower as the criterion for victory. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At last......

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you listen to the control!"

Mi Qi Aya watched as the hero under her control rushed straight under the opponent's tower, but there was nothing she could do.

And the same is true of Qiao Enxi, her hero also rushed under the opponent's tower at the same time, and was not controlled at all.

Once, twice, three times, the relentless artillery fire fell on the two heroes fiercely, and the bright red blood bar, under the bombardment of the artillery fire, fell in a section.

"You have been disconnected from the server. ”

A prompt is in the middle of the phone screen, informing the two of them of the reality of disconnection.

"How so, who died first?"

Qiao Enxi switched out, turned off the wireless network, and reconnected using the 4G network, but because both of them quit the game, they couldn't return to the previous game.

"Well, it's a tie. Mi Qi Aya didn't really care.

"But, but ......," Qiao Enxi pursed his lips, "Forget it, this one will be a tie." ”

"Tong Bayi, what's the situation with the wireless at home, why can't I connect to the Internet?" Mi Qi Aya shouted towards the kitchen.

"What?" Tong Jianjun fried the vegetables in the pot on the left with one hand, and the pot on the right with the other, busy with the other, "Oh, I remembered, the broadband at home is about to expire today, and I forgot to renew it." ”

"Hurry up and come back in the afternoon. ”

"Got it. ”

While speaking, Tong Jianjun flipped over the two pots with both hands, and poured the dishes inside onto the plate without the slightest splash.

"It's time to eat!"

Because of the relationship between Viselmir and Viselmir, Tong Jianjun did not add golden light special effects to the dish, but the taste did not change, and Viselmir, who ate first-class craftsmanship, was amazed.

This handsome blonde guy who doesn't look like a grandfather at all, and he doesn't take off his top hat when he eats. In addition, the movements are extremely elegant, revealing a kind of nobility, although the speed of eating is a little fast, and Geralt's performance is very similar, worthy of being a grandson.

After eating, Mi Qi Aya took the prepared lunch box and retired first. Although she didn't have much to do in the afternoon, Fuyumi was still busy. The star who helps his own economist bring food, I guess it's just her.

Viselmir's amount of food was even better than Geralt's, and a full rice cooker was not enough at all, so Tong Jianjun specially used a pressure cooker to drive a pot of rice out to make the grandfather and grandson full.

According to Geralt, his grandfather was much stronger than him, and in terms of the amount of food, Viselmir was indeed more than a cut stronger than Geralt. Tong Jianjun couldn't help but be a little curious, could it be that the combat effectiveness of the Pendragon family was judged by the amount of food?

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Tong, your cooking is really delicious. Viselmir wiped his mouth elegantly and said to Tong Jianjun.

"It's good to be to your liking, and I'm glad you can like it. Tong Jianjun glanced at the clean plates and bowls on the table, and felt that it would be very convenient for him to clean up later.

"Okay, now we can start talking, about our Geralt and Excalibur, right?" Viselmir smiled kindly, but his tone began to harden a bit.

What should come will always come, and Geralt is just an empty shell in his hands, which seems to have been discovered by Viselmir.

Tong Jianjun sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to help at the time, and I didn't mean anything else." ”

"I've heard Geralt say it at the time. Vismere sighed, "No one has been able to pull a sword off that pedestal since Ancestor Arthur, and since you pulled her down and let Excalibur recognize you as Lord, it may be fate." ”

Seeing that the old man had the intention of relieving himself, Tong Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief, listening to the meaning of Viselmir, it seemed that he would not pursue himself?

"But—" Viselmir's tone changed, "Excalibur is a relic of an ancestor after all, and if it falls into the hands of outsiders like this, I'm afraid I'm afraid I won't be able to face the ancestor." ”

Tong Jianjun glanced at his left hand and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then what do you mean?"

"Can you consider my thoughts?" Lily had already appeared beside Tong Jianjun, looking at Viselmir indifferently: "Although fifteen hundred years ago, the Master I followed was Arthur, but he was only him, not including you descendants. ”

"I couldn't speak before, and I didn't have the form I have now, so I could only use it as a sword for you to beep over there. Lily slapped the table, and the bowls and plates all over the table shook, making a ping-pong sound.

"I can stand here now, with my own thoughts, and open my mouth to talk to you, relying on what you call an 'outsider'. In Sister Yu's words, that's—"

"The grace of enlightenment, toothless and unforgettable!" Lily paused word by word, and said this sentence clearly, "It is he who gave me my current body, maintains my existence, listens to my words, for me, you are outsiders! If you want to fight, I am on the side of the Master, not you who only know how to touch my sword and touch it for more than a thousand years!"

Lily's words made Tong Jianjun's impression of her greatly changed, originally thought she was just a chatter, but now it seems that this is still a conscientious chatter. These days, listening to her talk about Arthur's various hypnotism every night is not in vain!

"I think you may have misunderstood, we don't mean to go to war. "Being called a pervert by his own family heirloom holy sword, Viselmir's face is not very good-looking, but there is no way to refute it. A sword was pulled around, and it seemed that there was no problem, but after that sword turned into a girl, it was very problematic. Thinking about what his family had done before, it seems that he is really a bit perverted......

"No matter how thick-skinned we are, we can't go to Mr. Tong's house for a meal before the war, right?" explained Viselmir, "I didn't think about using violence from the beginning. ”

"Then what did you mean when you just said that you can't let Excalibur fall into the hands of outsiders?" Tong Xinyi clenched the cannonball wand Venus in her hand, ready to shoot at Geralt's face, she had wanted to do so for a long time.

"Yes. Viselmir did not deny what he had said earlier, "I did say that Excalibur cannot be left in the hands of outsiders. ”

"But, as long as we become in-laws, we will not be outsiders!" Viselmir's eyebrows twitched, and he said rather playfully, "Look, how is our Geralt? Isn't it cute, do you have any thoughts of marrying him?"

Poof――――――

Although Tong Jianjun didn't drink water, he couldn't help but take a sip. What's the matter with this guy, he was squirted by Lily, is his brain show funny?

"Mr. Vismere, please stop kidding. Tong Jianjun said righteously, "If you want to match my sister and Geralt, I don't think there's anything wrong with it." ”

Tong Xinyi raised his eyebrows: "You want to fight!?" Venus's muzzle began to shine with a dangerous light.

"No, can we stop the nest and put away your barrels. Tong Jianjun waved his hand and continued to say to Viselmir, "I'm a normal man, Geralt is cute, but he's also a boy, how can you love each other with the same gender?

"Yes, the teacher is going to marry me in the future!" Qiao Enxi didn't quite understand what they were saying before, but she was the first to disagree if she wanted Tong Jianjun to marry Geralt.

"No, no, no. Viselmir smiled mysteriously, "In our Pendragon family of Great Britain, gender is not an issue. ”