Time always passes quickly, and the three of Anyi, who have been playing in the Internet café for four hours, reluctantly walked out of the door of the Internet café when the computer lock screen at the last minute, appeared outside, and a gust of wind blew in front of them, which made the three of them sober up a lot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's half past five, I'm going back." Wang Ziming looked at the comfortable time, hurriedly said a word, and hurriedly left.

"I'm gone, too." Zhang Peipei and An Yi walked a short way, but he rode a small bicycle, so he left first.

When both of them left, An Yi walked on the road with a somewhat gloomy expression, as if there was anger suppressed in his heart.

After turning a few corners, An Yi came to a fork in the Zhenhua Avenue leading to Niuhua High School, there were many motorcycles parked on both sides to solicit customers, An Yi walked straight over, a short distance later, in front of him, at the corner of the road, a small hospital appeared, here, is a Chinese medicine hospital with a lot of memories of An Yi's childhood.

There is a wide path next to the Chinese medicine hospital, and ten meters from the path, there is a small bridge two meters wide and four meters long, and the four dormitories in the small bridge are comfortable accommodations.

This is where Grandma Anyi lives. Comfort's grandmother is now almost eighty years old, her body is still quite tough, and her grandmother takes care of her comfortable diet and daily life.

On the third floor of the second dormitory, An Yi opened the door, fixed, took a deep breath, the gloom on his face dissipated, turned into a smile, and then walked in.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

"I'm back! Quick, wash your hands and eat. ”

Inside the house, there was a happy voice from my grandmother, and when I walked into the back room, I saw an old man with dishes and chopsticks.

The back, which is no longer straight, slowly bends a little as it grows older, and the face that is no longer young is scratched by the wind blowing by the years, leaving traces of the wind; The eyes, which are no longer spiritual, are scratched by the wind blowing by the years, leaving traces of the wind; The body, which is no longer tough, was scratched by the wind blowing by the years, leaving traces of the wind.

"It's time to eat." Grandma set the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the comfort who walked in, and said softly with a smile on her kind face.

"Hmm. I serve food to my grandmother. With that, An Yi took off his schoolbag, put it on a stool, and then went to the kitchen, washed his hands, came out, served the rice, handed it to his grandmother, and then brought himself a bowl of rice.

"Wow, today's dishes are so rich, there are my favorite cucumber roasted chicken wings, fried bean sprouts, and winter melon soup!" An Yi looked at the small square table, which was full of three large bowls, which were full of dishes he liked to eat, and couldn't help but be happy.

"I know you can't eat enough at school, no, I'm just waiting for you to come back from school, make you something to eat, and make up for it."

"Well, thank you, grandma."

This meal was quickly finished.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, my grandmother was about to go into the kitchen to wash the dishes, but she was stopped by An Yi.

"I'll come."

"No, no, you go and do your homework." Grandma refused.

"We don't have homework today, grandma, I'll do it."

As he spoke, An Yi couldn't help but say, took the dishes and chopsticks directly from his grandmother's hand and went into the kitchen.

Grandma didn't seem to be an idle person, and when she saw that she was comfortable washing dishes, she went to get a broom and swept the floor.

The place where An Yi's grandmother lives is an old house, a worker's dormitory assigned by the factory when An Yi's father used to work, with a small area, less than forty-five square meters, two rooms, a kitchen, the walls are cement, and the toilet is communal, between two stairs. Now, it's been thirty years.

Usually, Anyi lives in the outhouse, grandma lives in the inner room, at night, afraid of noisy Anyi studying, grandma refuses to lower the volume to turn on the TV with a big round body at home to take a look, relieve boredom, always sit alone on her big wooden chair, head down, eyes closed, sleep, sometimes the peach-shaped fan in her hand does not know.

As for the comfortable parents, they work outside and only come back during the New Year's holidays.

Soon, An Yi washed the dishes, grandma finished sweeping the floor, there was nothing to do, An Yi sat next to grandma, grandparents and grandchildren together, watching TV.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Grandma was sleepy, and An Yi went out of the back room and came to her outhouse after helping Grandma set up the spittoon she used to get up at night.

Lying on the small bed, An Yi looked at a fat boy and a thin girl painted on the wall next to him, and the two held hands.

This was painted by An Yi when he was a child with his sister, who was seven years older than him, the fat boy was An Yi, and the thin girl was his sister.

Now, my sister has long graduated from college and gone to work in other places.

Ten o'clock arrived.

Feeling the sound of grandma's steady breathing, he got up comfortably, got out of bed, and closed the window.

"Daozang, what's going on today, you have to give me a clear explanation, otherwise, what kind of bullshit third-generation spell master, I'm not right!" With a gloomy face, An Yi roared in a low voice.

As An Yi's angry roar sounded, the surroundings were already frozen by the Daozang that appeared in the white light.

I saw that Daozang at this time also had a dignified face, and he didn't care about the comfortable child's temper, and after he appeared, he frowned and muttered there.

"Hey, Dozo!" Seeing that he was being ignored, An Yi was very unhappy.

"Don't make a noise!" Daozang's deep voice sounded, setting off a layer of ripples, enveloping An Yi, making An Yi open his mouth, but no sound could be heard, and his face was flushed there, and he was in a hurry.

Half a day.

"Understood."

Daozang's thinking seemed to have a result, and with a wave of his hand, he relieved himself of the confinement of comfort.

"Dead old man, your uncle, try to bully me again!"

"Alright, let's get down to business." Daozang's face sank, and he said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter, you say." An Yi looked at Daozang with a straight face, knowing that the situation was not optimistic, so he quickly became well-behaved.

"Today's incident, the old man really didn't expect it, but it has something to do with you."

Speaking of this, Daozang looked at Anyi, and there was essence in his eyes.

"Something to do with me? I didn't do anything! An Yi was stunned.

"You are the third-generation spell master, and it stands to reason that you are the strongest in the arctic line of the spell master, but the old man looks at your current situation, at most, he is only half the strength of the second-generation boy." Daozang is not a blow to comfort, but a fact.

was underestimated by Daozang, even if he was very unhappy, but An Yi rarely did not refute it, obviously he realized something.

"And then, there's the real world you're in." Dozang continued.

"Huh? What's wrong with our world? An Yi really didn't understand this time, and asked.

"The Phantom Void Realm was originally a world with only the power of simplicity, and since this guy fought with him for the huge demonic energy contained in the Xingyuan Dragon's body, he broke through ten interfaces all the way, and finally fell into the eleventh interface, that is, the Phantom Sky Realm. But this has also led to the collapse of the Phantom Sky Realm, and if you calculate the time, I'm afraid it's not far away. ”

An Yi listened to Daozang's words quietly, without interjecting.

"And you, by luck, became the inheritor chosen by the second generation of boys, and became the third generation of spell masters, that is, you stinky boy who is not enterprising and likes to work hard."

"If you have something to say, what are you scolding me for?"

"Hmph."

"The real world you live in is a very stable world, and the world that has been born to dominate......"

"Wait, what are you talking about, Juggernaut?"

"Don't interrupt me."

"This world, according to the world I remember where I was originally located, should be empty-level."

"Empty level?" The more Anyi listened, the more confused he became.

"So, this is what I am most concerned about, because you have accepted the inheritance of the Arctic lineage of the Spell Master, and you should be the strongest existence, but because the world you are in has a master, it is his action that interferes with your growth, so, you, now, are just a half-guy."

"What!" Anyi was completely shocked.

"That's probably the case."

"What does that have to do with so many Xuan-level monsters invading today?"

"If I guessed correctly, Xingyuan Dragon, I'm afraid something big has happened."

Speaking of this, there was an unpredictable light in Daozang's eyes.

"Big deal?" Comfort is also secretly thinking about it.

"Okay, when you're done with this time, just follow the method I told you before, leave a clone, and you, go to the Illusory Sky Realm, practice well for a while, and then you will have the strength to fight against that great demon of heaven and earth."

After speaking, the white light on Daozang's body flashed and disappeared.

"Hey, I'm still ......"

"Uncle, it's like this every time, and it's gone halfway through the words."

An Yi complained, lay on the bed, slowly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Didi...... DiDi ...... Didi ......"

In his sleep, he took the electronic watch with an alarm under the pillow in a daze, turned it off, and squinted for a while.

"Comfort, get up and eat."

Grandma's voice came into An Yi's ears, making An Yi wake up.

After turning over and getting up, getting dressed, and washing, I finished a bowl of egg fried rice with ease.

"Grandma, we only went to school this afternoon, I'm full, I'll go out for a while."

After saying that, An Yi went out.

On the street, the morning sun shines comfortably, and here at the entrance of the market, there are already cars and people coming and going.

An Yi stood on the side of the street, looking around.

In front of the left, is where He Cheng lives, their family, doing fruit business, quality assurance, and good service, so, their fruit business there has always been a lot of big orders, small orders constantly, and opposite them, there is also a fruit stall, a point behind is a life supermarket, diagonally opposite, there is a fruit stall, behind it, is a casserole bridge rice noodle shop, on the left, is a large mobile phone shopping mall and a furniture city.

Looking at the lively scene on the street, An Yi smiled and walked to the left.

The place he is going to is naturally the Ocean Internet Cafe.

"Boss, number 17, two hours."

"Yo, you're so early." The owner of the Internet café is already very familiar with the ease of going back and forth.

Turn on the computer, and a minute later, click on the icon of the Zhuxian game, and be waiting for the comfort of the game, but a familiar voice came from the ear.

"I knew you were here." Wang Ziming walked over with a smile on his face.

"Quick, turn on the computer."

At noon, the two of them got out of the Internet café and walked on the street, watching the people coming and going on the street, and the pictures of the dazzling skills immersed in the game still appeared on their faces, the tasks that had not been completed, and the equipment of the dazzling local tyrant players.

"Where to go now?"

Coming back to his senses, Wang Ziming asked.

"Let's get something to eat, we're going to school later."

"What to eat?"

"Well, I want to think about it."

"It doesn't seem to have anything to eat, I've eaten everything I should eat." An Yi thought about it, but he didn't have a clue.

"Let's eat tofu brain." Wang Ziming suggested.

"Okay, two more bowls of wolftooth potatoes would be even better."

"Then, you go buy wolf tooth potatoes, and I'll wait for you at the Jiujiu Tofu Brain Shop."

"What?"

"That's guessing the punch."

As a result, An Yi lost.

Walking on the street, looking at the people around him boredly, he pushed his glasses comfortably, and walked towards the main entrance and exit of Niuhua Town, Tanba City.

Coming to the door of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of Leshan City, I paused comfortably and looked towards the street on the left.

The streets are empty.

"Well, yes, I only set up a stall in the afternoon, forget it."

With that, An Yi walked back.

Jiujiu Tofu Brain Shop, in one of the most prosperous places in Niuhua Town, is one of the main entrances of Nanhua Palace, and is one of the best stores selling tofu brains in Niuhua Town.

At this time, the store was already full, bursts of incense, and the hot fragrance wafted around, attracting people to look back.

As soon as An Yi walked up the steps, a waiter asked in a welcoming tone.

"Welcome, what do you need?"

"It's been ordered, there." An Yi pointed to Wang Ziming, who was sitting inside, and replied.

In An Yi's eyes, in addition to Wang Ziming being there, there were also two familiar girl figures sitting there, talking and laughing with Wang Ziming.

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