Chapter 11: Strange Dreams (Ask for Collection)
"Okay, then make an appointment tomorrow, Brother Yan, there are still guest rooms in the store, do you want to go inside and rest for a while?" Kazuma asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"No need, it's time for me to go offline, I'll get off here." Seriously not too picky about this, anyway, it's a safe zone in the city, and it's the same wherever you go offline, it's much better than going offline in the wild.
"I'll set a permission for you, otherwise I'll get down, and your account will be kicked out of the store." Zhenguji Kazuma raised his hand and seriously set up the access authority of the store.
"Then I'll go down first, good night." The real palace temple waved goodbye.
"Yes, good night." Nodding seriously, watching the figure of the real palace temple disappear, he also chose to go offline.
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Taking off the game helmet, it was not early, and he walked seriously to the dining room, where his mother and sister should have slept, and his father was still watching TV in the living room next to him.
"Xiaozhong, haven't slept yet?" Father Yan heard the sound and turned his head and asked.
"I went to sleep, a little hungry, and looked for something to eat." Seriously opened the refrigerator in the dining room and took a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk.
"Would you like to have a noodle?" Father Yan asked with concern.
"No need, Dad, you should rest early." Seriously replied.
"There's nothing wrong with the houses you've been in charge of lately, right?" Yan's father asked.
"Fortunately, the rent was paid on time, nothing happened."
"I have no objection to playing games, but you should also pay attention to your body, don't stay in games, and go out for a walk." Yan's father said.
"Dad, I know, it's nothing, I'm back in the room." Seriously smiled and said.
"Rest early."
"Well, dad, you too, rest early." He turned around and walked back to the room with the food, but he didn't see his father looking at his back, and he stopped talking, with a trace of worry between his eyebrows.
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In the game, in a house in Jiangcheng.
The little monster and the ten-year-old are respectfully standing in front of a player called Sword Flow.
"Isn't there anything wrong with calling it serious?" Jian Liumad asked with a gloomy face.
"Yes, yes......" replied the little monster in a hurry.
"I've heard of this person, mixed with the Hope Palace, I didn't expect him to come here, I really thought it was a river dragon." Jian Liumad sneered, "Hmph, that's interesting. ”
"His martial arts are very high, and the four of us can't take advantage of him." The little monster said.
"That's because you're too weak! How strong can you be with the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, it's just a third-rate martial art, and what else is the most outstanding disciple of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife in the past hundred years. Jian Liu said madly and disdainfully. When it comes to our territory, even if it's a dragon, you have to honestly plate it for me! ”
"Kill him, Boss!" Ten years of cheap clenched his fists and said hatefully.
"It's not very convenient to do it in the city, you pay attention to his whereabouts, and when he gets outside, he naturally wants him to know how powerful our Undefeated Mountain Villa is." Jian Liumad sneered a few times, turned around and walked out.
"That one is called serious, it seems to be a little famous?" The little monster turned to his companion and said.
"I've seen it on the forum, he followed the master of the Hope Hall and passed the supposedly difficult mission of Montenegro." The player next to the little monster called the merciful everywhere said.
"Oh?"
"I heard that the people in the Hope Hall are very strong!" Said mercilessly.
"Most of the time he just hopes for the thighs of the people in the Sheng Palace, and the boss says that he is not very good." Ten years of cheap road.
"Could it be that the boss is also afraid of the people in the Hope Palace? I thought it would take us directly to the door to find the field. Another player named Rich Generation Wild Daddy said.
"Bastard! Don't say anything rude to the boss. The little monster gritted his teeth and said, "The cautious boss is the most terrifying, he is a person who can use vicious methods without care!" ”
Several players nodded in agreement when they thought of Jian Liu's usual behavior and ruthlessness.
"Anyway, let's stare at the one called Zhengongji Ichima first, and if we can't find it serious, we'll take him out of anger! Kill him! ”
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In his sleep, his face was suddenly distorted, and his body writhed involuntarily, but it seemed to be suppressed by the deep darkness of the whole body, and he wanted to get up several times, but his body seemed to lose control, and suddenly his whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't sit up at all, and the constant struggle was to no avail, and the sweat kept dripping, soaking through the back of his clothes, and also wetting the quilt he was covering.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes seriously and sat up, but what greeted him was not a familiar room, but a white and immaculate snow, surrounded by snow, and the surrounding mountains and rocks were dyed white.
But seriously at the moment, he was not in the mood to enjoy the surrounding snow, if he was not mistaken, he should be lying in the room sleeping, why did he suddenly arrive here, still wearing thin pajamas, but he did not feel a trace of cold in this snow.
There was a sound of "rustling" in the wind, like the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing in the wind.
Seriously twisted his face hard.
"It hurts." There was a feeling of pain, not like in a dream, what the hell was going on, seriously restrained the fear in his heart, followed the sound of the wind, walked over with a deep and shallow foot, and left a series of clear footprints on the snow.
A few white birds flew through the air, not afraid of people, and one of the small birds flew straight to the serious shoulder and stopped, and pecked lightly on the serious shoulder.
The little bird that stopped on his shoulder did not care, and he went straight forward seriously.
The milky white mist spread out lightly, through the fog, seriously saw their target, it was a dense bamboo forest growing in the snow, swaying gently in the wind, the breeze raised pieces of bamboo leaves, swirling in the wind and falling down, the bamboo forest in the snow, a refreshing smell came to the face.
But what is very contrary to the harmony is that the master of this bamboo forest is different from the usual verdant bamboo, this bamboo forest is purple, under the background of crystal ice crystals, flashing dazzling purple light, with milky white lingering mist, it is like a fairyland on earth.
Through the gap between the bamboos, I vaguely saw a figure, and I ran over with a serious acceleration, running in the snow is not an easy task, just for a while, I already feel a little tired.
The figure seemed to be very close, and ran for a while, but still did not run closer, as if it was blocked by something, and could only watch from a distance.
But Serious had already seen the figure clearly, it was a person with his back to Serious, holding an elegant and verdant oil-paper umbrella, standing there quietly.