"Really?" Crimson churned with flames in his hands, ready for war at any moment.

"Crimson, no need. Su Xiao waved his hand at him, "What's the matter if you just play a game with him?"

"Hmph," Grandpa Superman laughed twice and floated forward, "Well, come with me." ”

......

In less than ten minutes, a cave came into view.

"This is my shelter!" said Superman's grandfather proudly.

"It's really hidden, and it's so completely hidden. Before Qingkou's words fell, Superman's grandfather floated in front of him again: "Oh, boy, what are you talking about, I seem to hear you saying that I'm handsome again!"

Qingkou looked at him with disdain, ignoring the pervert.

"Where's the chess?" Stepping into the cave, Su Xiao looked around and asked.

"Yes, yes!" Superman's grandfather walked over to a broken cabinet, pulled out the key, and forcefully unscrewed the iron lock that had rusted for years. His expression suddenly became reverent, and he carefully pulled out a cardboard box from it.

It's just that when everyone saw the words on it, they almost didn't come up in one breath.

Hey, Grandpa, you're so emotional, you're actually playing a game! But! What about Nima, a good game? In the end, is it a game of a ghost?

"Grandpa, have you seen the applicable age for this thing?" Qingkou covered his heart.

"Yes, yes!" Superman's grandfather looked serious, "It's very clear! It is suitable for children over 3 years old! We should all be in this range!"

“......”

Grandpa, what you said is so reasonable! Speechless! You are really a child over 3 years old! What a ghost!

"Okay......" Su Xiao looked around again, "But, where are the tables and chairs?"

"Uh......" Grandpa Superman scratched his head in embarrassment, "this one doesn't ......"

"This can have ......"

Superman's grandfather hid his face and sobbed: "This ...... Not really!"

"Fuck it, then you're still playing with a dick! Aren't you going to lie on the ground and play? It's retarded, hey!" Qingkou couldn't help but shout, "Besides, you're sobbing a ghost! The tears are too low!"

Ziqi looked around indifferently, and finally fixed her eyes on the old cabinet. It's the only decent piece of furniture in Superman's Grandpa house, it looks like it's been a long time since it's been used, and it's covered in dust. She walked over and gently wiped away a layer of dust with her hands, only to find that something was not quite right. Seeing that Ziqi's expression was wrong, Bat Lei also stepped forward. Ziqi whispered a few words to him, and Bat Lei nodded very convincingly.

"Come on, babies, let's go!" Grandpa Superman excitedly unfolded the map on the ground, and pulled out another dice and game items.

"It's winter, it's cold on the ground!" said Qingkou, curling his sleeves.

Grandpa Superman acted as if he hadn't heard it, and then said leisurely: "You can pick a representative to participate in the battle, as for why this is, it's because I only have two characters left here!"