"Master, your wine. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "A servant knelt on the ground, his head bowed, as if something terrible would happen when he raised his head.

This is a world in the Nether where strength is paramount.

The middle-aged man sitting high above picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Smack." The glass shattered to the ground, and the servant began to tremble.

"Lord...... Master. Any questions? ”

Middle-aged man: "What do you dare to ask, okay, then I'll tell you, it's too perfect, perfectly annoying." ”

The middle-aged man stabilized his mood: "Let's go down." ”

The servant rushed out of the room as if he were the rest of his life, filling the room with anger.

The middle-aged man can completely stabilize his emotions, because he is the kind of emotion, but it depends on whether he wants to or not.

Mind and the intensity of mood swings.

Middle-aged people have been immersed in this world for too long, too long

Perhaps, he should go out for a walk.

The middle-aged man got up from his seat and walked towards the void.

I don't know how long he walked, the middle-aged man was a little confused, after all, he hadn't come out for too long.

A lot has changed here.

Middle-aged man: "Half the world, go in and ask for directions!" ”

He walked in.

Irritating winds, irritating wood, irritating creatures, irritating everything.

The middle-aged man walked towards one person.

Middle-aged man: "Where is this?" ”

Passerby: "Jinling Valley." ”

Middle-aged man: "I ask where this half-time world is!" “

Passerby: "You're sick." “

The emotions of middle-aged people have greatly affected passers-by.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man was unusually calm.

He can't use divine power at will, unlike the Nether, where power is honored. Although it is a half-second world, if you break its rules, you will be punished by heaven.

Middle-aged man: "I am a hermit living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and my ancestors have been like this for generations, so I don't know." “

Passerby: "Earth." “

"Earth." The middle-aged man groaned, and he thought the name was interesting, like everything here. It was the first time he had been so interested in things.

He decided to stay, as he had stayed in the Nether, and left when he had had enough.

From then on, there was one more emotion here - anger.