It was another rainy night, and the lonely house in the field shone with a cold glow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info snapped, the sound of tapping on the keyboard sounded in different severity, and the monsters on the screen were destroyed one by one, until only a totem pole with the brilliance of a six-pointed star remained. Liu Weizhi stopped, his concentrated eyes began to soothe, he stretched his waist greatly, and rubbed his hands with each other.

"The last one, it's really tiring, and if you don't ship it again, you will waste hundreds of tickets, so you must calm down and be calm." got up and took a glass of water for himself, drank it in two sips, and shouted at the heavy rain outside the window: "Lao Ma, the women of your family, give Lao Tzu a burst of powder!" Putting his hands back on the keyboard and taking a deep breath, the dragon fighter on the screen hit the totem pole with a straight punch, and quickly dropped a few magic monsters with hypnotic brooms, and was suddenly frozen in place by a stone pillar. Pole man! The rhythm of shipping. Turned around and knocked out the stone pillar, furious hammer strike, whirlwind breaking in the sky, no double tap for a burst of output directly knocked off the steel pipe man in seconds, and then immediately the dragon fighter awakened and took off, and the dragon head fell to the ground in seconds to get rid of the male fighting and exorcism that had just come out, and then the world was quiet.

Excited to check the goods. Grass, blue sky and white clouds. Old horse, **** your ancestor! Outside, the rain was heavier, and lightning was mixed in. Liu Weizhi shook his head in disappointment again, forget it, and dropped another 10 million gold coins. Thirty yuan, enough for me to go to the restaurant to fry the pot meat, a loser. Let's move bricks honestly. The dragon fighter was no longer tired, Liu Weizhi switched to the character interface, chose the 39-level trumpet Asura, and clicked in.

Liu Weizhi recently liked the profession of Asura, and took advantage of the National Day activities to rise to level 39 in two days. Compared with the dragon fighter who is domineering, Asura's control and remote output give Liu Wei a different experience. Liu Weizhi hasn't brushed a picture for almost a year, and since the Dragon Fighter reached the full level, he has been walking around the Arad Continent to be a professional game merchant, supporting himself while also bearing his sister's tuition and living expenses.

Staring at the asura next to Selia who Liu Weizhi named him a poet, Liu Weizhi thought about his sister in a daze. Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and Liu Weizhi's eyes widened, as if he had just seen the poet winking at him. Hallucinations, must be hallucinations. Even though he said this, Liu Weizhi stood up in fright, knocked over the water cup in his hand in a panic, and took a few steps back to the window to look at the computer from afar.

True, the poet winked at him again, and this was not an illusion. After a few staggers, Liu Weizhi came to the plug and unplugged the host computer host, seeing that the host no longer lit up and the display screen began to turn black, Liu Weizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and gasped. At the last moment when the display screen turned black, the corners of the poet's mouth rose strangely, and with the sound of lightning that resounded through the sky, the poet turned into a ray of light and hit Liu Weizhi with lightning.

Liu Weizhi couldn't even feel the pain, his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

In the empty room, a line of words suddenly appeared on the computer display screen that had been turned off: The second time to seize the sky and change the fate, success!

The wind was blowing, the lightning was thundering, the clouds were thick, and the rain was pouring down, and the only single prefabricated house slowly dissipated and turned to dust at a speed visible to the naked eye. The only large tree behind the house was uprooted and disappeared into the wind, as if it had never existed.

At the same time, far away in a prosperous and developed city in the north, in a magnificent dormitory for girls of a university, Liu Xin suddenly clutched his chest and his face showed pain: "My heart hurts, as if I have lost my dearest person." It's strange that I have no relatives since my parents died in a car accident three years ago. Could it be a stomach problem, but a stomach problem shouldn't hurt like this。。。。。。 ”

At the same time, the Liu family, the three major families of the Sweet City Empire in the Arad Continent, was sealed by the Heavenly City, the most central and largest city lord's mansion and the innermost underground prison of the Liu Mansion, and a space-time crack suddenly appeared in the innermost cell, and a ray of light rushed out of the figure sitting in the center of the prison. The figure was excited, and he was about to smile but his eyes suddenly burst out, "Who are you, how can there be one more, get out。。。。。。 The sound faded until it faded away.

The entire underground prison was still unusually silent, breathing could be heard, and no matter how loud the sound was, it would drown in silence without the slightest ripple.

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