The number of followers is still skyrocketing.

Crazy Song glanced at the message, everyone recognized Wang Zai first, and then recognized Jun Li's back as the big demon king.

Oh, Jun Li took a shower and changed his clothes after exercising his physical fitness, and it was normal for everyone not to recognize his back at first.

All kinds of rockets and submarines are brushing in the live broadcast room, and Crazy Song remembers that Wang Zai is very interesting to play this.

But she didn't see it as interesting.

Simply turned it off and went upstairs and went to the mecha room.

The mecha was scattered all over the ground by various small parts that she dismantled, and even the wires on it were pulled off a lot.

Crazy Song used his phone to check the principle and diagram of the mecha.

Obviously, this kind of ubiquitous information on the Internet is entry-level.

Completely useless.

Crazy Song thought about it for a while, and simply called Ji Haisheng: "Do you have any information about the mecha?" ”

Ji Haisheng received a call from the daughter of Crazy Song, but he was really scared, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." ”

He paused: "Do you want to go home and get it?" ”

"I'll go home tomorrow."

"Okay, okay."

Ji Haisheng was still about to speak, but Crazy Song had already hung up the phone.

In fact, the original owner has some information memories about the mecha in his head.

However, these memories are scattered and disorganized.

In fact, in this plane, the most powerful people are not only the spiritual power, but also those who develop mechas.

At that time, the original owner had no spiritual power, and Zheng Yuan, the mother of the original owner, wanted to teach the original master armor this knowledge and wanted her to develop in a different way.

But the original owner is not interested in mechas, but likes to exercise his physical fitness very much.

In the eyes of these mental powers, exercising physical energy is an imbecile, naïve way.

Zheng Yuan found that the original owner had no interest in developing mechas, and had no hope at all, so he left the original owner to develop freely.

Wild Song spent most of the night studying this mecha in the mecha room.

Time blink of an eye, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the heart of the wild song was in the heart.

Walk out of the mecha room and go downstairs.

Surprisingly, Jun Li was not in the bedroom.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, I found that Junli and Wangzai were still playing games.

One man and one dog were concentrated, and they didn't seem to notice that Crazy Song was leaving, let alone that Crazy Song went downstairs and walked to their side.

Crazy Song's gaze kept staring at Jun Li.

This guy, after twelve o'clock in the morning, seems to be able to maintain his own normal state.

The early morning limit, it seems, is not fixed.

knocked on Jun Li's head and sang wildly: "It's one o'clock in the middle of the night, go upstairs to sleep." ”

Jun Li, who was playing a game with great interest, heard this, and his face turned white.

He threw down the game console, got up and strode upstairs.

Crazy Song thought that Wang Tsai would protest, after all, he saw that the game was about to be won.

But the weird thing is that Wang Zai didn't say anything, he also threw away the game console, jumped on the sofa, and glanced at the backs of Crazy Song and Jun Li.

Jun took a few steps away from entering the bedroom, and Wild Song followed him in, and before he could speak, the door was slammed shut, and the curtains were drawn.

In the dark, Wild Song couldn't feel Jun Li anymore.

But those eyes began to stare at her again.

Close, as if there was no distance, just eye-to-eye with her.

Madsong opened his mouth, blew on it, and jumped on the bed.

The place where she landed did not have the fur or body of the beast.

Lying on the bed, Wild Song yawned and asked sleepily, "What shall I call you?" ”

No voice answered her.

However, in the room, there was a low, thick breathing sound.