MTL - The Cultivation Of The Maid-Chapter 178 The host's whole family is haunting
Since the housekeeper's sister received weapons and equipment, the game has always been a weak image of Xiao Junjun's painting style transients.
"Final o think"?
No, maybe it should be "Blood o Curse"?
Staring at the screen, the little boy with an umbrella in his hand and a knife in his screen reacted with all kinds of brutality to the monster. Some elementary school students with rich game experience had already brushed in his mind the famous action rpg game.
And it's a live broadcast of the gangsters!
A crusty schoolboy who may be gged when touched, flashed attacks again and again in an extremely coquettish position after being chased by a huge ugly monster. After several trials, he used that machete to accurately and fiercely. Stuck into the monster's key point, just like the original artist ghost, after a few clicks, those towering monsters with seemingly thick blood strips screamed and fell down like they were hit by high-powered crit.
From the top floor to the first floor on the ground, none of the strangers in it have been let go, and all of them have been cleared up.
After finishing the job, Xiao Junjun still held up the umbrella in his hand at this time. The blood splashed by the monsters during the previous battle was all absorbed by the blood umbrella. After the tower monsters were completely killed, the entire umbrella body was exhausted. Red became more glamorous.
Even the machete that Xiao Junjun held in his hands drank the blood of these tower monsters, and the whole blade became faintly red.
The small boy who killed all the tower monsters and completed the feat of clearing the map. His whole body is refreshing and dripping with blood. If there are no two reddish gears in hand, it looks no different from the beginning of the game. help.
But now whether it is Zhou Tianhui or Zhang Xiaoxiao, they look at Xiao Junjun in the game and can no longer regard him as the poor protagonist in the horror story, but the level of ** oss exists.
Of course, they also know that the real boss is still the one who controls Xiao Junjun. The other party is studying her dropped items after killing monsters-each layer of monsters left a mirror fragment after death. After cleaning up the entire tower, all the fragments that got the hands just formed a mirror the size of a cosmetic mirror.
[You get a mirror dedicated to the Blood Tower. The mirror on this land means mystery, it also symbolizes the boundary between fantasy and reality, and represents an unknown road. It may take you out of this world and return to reality, or it may introduce you to another desperate purgatory. Do you want to gamble? 】
【use it. 】【Being not. 】
After the round mirror was successfully assembled, such an option popped up on the TV screen, and the four people watching behind were all excited.
"Did this find an exit?"
"Finally there is a clue!"
The hope of getting rid of this evil gate game was very early. Several children were very excited, but none of them said any more suggestions, all looked at the steward sister and waited for her decision.
For a mirror, there is only half the chance of clearing the customs level directly. If the bet wins, you can get rid of this calamity immediately, and Zhou Tianjun can return safely. But if the bet loses, will the mirror be transmitted to a more difficult map?
No one dared to bet his jealousy. Naturally, he subconsciously looked at the person who was most convinced.
The client with high hopes stared at the round mirror and then carefully controlled Xiao Junjun to put it away.
"Not in a hurry, anyway, it can be taken away, so let it go first." The sister of the housekeeper said, let Xiao Junjun climb up to the top of the tower and walk to the railing outside, and then raised the strange red umbrella again, "Let's go look elsewhere."
Her voice dropped, Xiao Junjun had grabbed the red umbrella from the top of the tower and jumped down with both hands, her legs flickered in the air and slid to the roof farther away.
A new round of high-altitude parkour started again. Under the high-speed movement of the little boy without stopping, the dark red block was gradually left behind, replaced by a new face.
gray.
The middle color between black and white is often more emotionally expressive than black and white, symbolizing barrenness and silence.
"Are you going to explore the map again?" Zhang Xiaoxiao and others looked at the gray block where the color of the building was changed, and their expressions were a little scared. This series of levels couldn't stop them from being scared. So uncomfortable. "
If the redness of the dark red block makes people look depressed and panicked and desperately want to go mad, this gray block is killing all colors, revealing a sense of extreme depression, silently rendering an impossible Resistance to drowning despair.
Xiao Junjun walking in it was like walking into an old silent film without color. His light footsteps and whining wind came from the sound.
The residential buildings and small streets in the gray neighborhood are quiet. Even if you can see the residents inside from time to time, they are all gray and quiet.
Unlike the aggressive monsters that are everywhere in the dark red block, the Aboriginal people here have maintained the appearance of normal humans-if not all of them are gray and white.
In addition to the lack of color throughout their bodies, their expressions are dead and numb, even if Xiao Junjun holds such a bright red umbrella before them, they all silently avoid after a glance-maybe if it is not blood The deterrent power of the umbrella, these people will probably completely ignore Xiao Junjun's arrival.
"Those people seem to be living in their own world?" Zhou Tianhui couldn't help it, and some people's numb expressions stung her, too. She had had similar emotions and was blamed by her parents for being indiscriminate. And when they were mixed with Miao Qiuqiu, they often saw from the face of their companions.
Just looking at it makes me feel sad.
Constantly numb in the injury again and again, eventually no longer have expectations, drowning himself into despair a little like self drowning, quietly and silently towards death.
Huh!
Someone jumped down from the high-rise building, and the gray figure fell face down to two meters in front of the little boy. The thick gray blood flowed from the silhouette's head and gradually formed a pool of blood.
"Wow!" Too real sounds and death scared elementary school students. These gray whites said that jumping from building to building would not be greeted. Suddenly there would be such a shock in such a quiet city!
Melo ignored the surprises of the children behind her, but raised her umbrella towards the gray figure who took the initiative to commit suicide.
It was a professional woman, probably in her twenties, with short hair, some old copper coin braided bracelets on her wrists, and a pretty smart girl wearing an ol skirt. It was the age of youth and beauty to work hard for the future, but she stayed open until death. There are no attachments to life and the world in the eyes, but only endless tiredness and despair.
Looking at this face, Mei Lu squinted and did not speak.
However, Zhou Tianhui saw the suicide ol girl frown slightly: "This person, I seem to ..."
She didn't finish talking, Xiao Junjun had paraded around the deceased with an umbrella, and continued to walk forward.
After confirming that the residents here did not take the initiative to attack, Xiao Junjun gradually changed from walking to running in the gray neighborhood, and finally developed into parkour.
Within seconds, he found another tower.
After walking in, as in the dark red block, after doing the same, Xiao Junjun got the second mirror. Even the introduction words were similar in the game, but the sentence "can be synthesized" was added at the end.
Mei Lu took out the round mirror obtained earlier and put it together with the new square mirror in front of her eyes, and quickly formed a long mirror over one meter high.
[You get the mirror of the land of blood and despair, which has proven that you are completely unaffected by this forgotten land, and you can even live like a fish in it. Affected by this land, this mirror will take you to the real world. Decide whether to continue to enjoy the atmosphere here or choose to leave and return to reality? 】
[Stay here to continue exploring. 】【I want to go home. 】
There is no doubt what answer was chosen this time. When Mei Lu pressed the latter option, the long mirror shot a dazzling white light, and Xiaojun Jun was not actively manipulated into the channel shot by the mirror without using a handle.
As he advanced along the road in the mirror, there were three more young boys beside him, the same classmates who had been sucked into the game like him before.
The light flashed again, and Xiao Junjun appeared on a beautiful mountain peak on the screen, with a stone monument standing next to it, writing "Tiger Head Peak".
"Tiger Head Peak?" A primary school student called out, "Isn't that the peak of our mountain behind Wencheng? The teacher also led us to go there last year!"
Several people listened to him and immediately took a closer look. Xiao Junjun had already risen from the ground at this time, and a small figure stood on the mountain peak and looked at the city opposite. The scenery of Wencheng was almost all in sight.
"Really!" Someone exclaimed, "I have seen the landmarks of Wencheng! Look at the upper right corner where there is a large lake, that is my community!"
"My house is in the middle! The biggest castle house is my house! See?"
The elementary school students began to find their own home according to the epitome of this city. Zhou Tianhui also subconsciously searched for his own home, but he could only find the area of the villa in the upper part of the screen. Because the city center had built a huge commercial plaza many years ago, the towering buildings blocked the building area in front.
Mei Lu stared at Wencheng in the picture and looked at the scene, her long eyelashes blinked, but she was astonished.
That's it ...
At this time, the words [Congratulations to Customs Clearance] popped up, and the game screen quickly disappeared into a snowflake screen. At the same time, everyone clearly felt that the atmosphere of depression that had been hanging around them had completely disappeared.
"Passed, cleared?" A few children now felt unreal.
"Well, it's cleared." The steward had dropped the handle and stood up anxiously, opening the door to the locked room with everyone's fear and expectation, and the corridor outside was brightly lit.
Zhou Tianhui had already rushed to his younger brother at this time, and the little boy's lifeless face had recovered his blood color at this time, and now he seemed to be sleeping soundly. Not only him, but also the other three little boys.
"Miss, there are a few young masters." As if to give them relief, the housekeeper easily walked out of the door and stood at the door and asked them, "The time is now ten o'clock in the evening. It's late. But I don't think you would want to stay here overnight. Do I need to arrange for you to leave? "
Zhang Xiaoxiao waited for the little boy to be surprised when he heard such words, but then he couldn't help crying again: "Go home! We want to go home! Sister Meilu, can you send us home?"
He won't come after killing this place anyway!
However, without waiting for the little farts to tell where they lived, or to call the family to send someone to pick them up, they all passed out without warning.
Seven elementary school students suddenly fell in the room, shocking Zhou Tianhui: "What's wrong! Isn't it just fine!"
"It's overdrawn." The talking housekeeper glanced at the TV game with snowflake screen, "or a mysterious protection mechanism."
At this time, Zhou Tianhui didn't understand the meaning of the above words. When he brought all the little ghosts back to his villa to go to bed, the seven little ghosts got up aggressively the next day, totally unable to remember yesterday's death. Only after a horror game, did I understand what the "mysterious protection mechanism" is.
"Although I ca n’t remember if I played a horror game yesterday, sister, I dreamed yesterday but I dreamed of killing the Quartet in a horror game!" Zhou Tianjun, who had slept asleep and lived alive, showed off around his sister, "I dreamed of myself Super handsome, all the horrible monsters have n’t walked in my hand for a few rounds, all of them brushed away! ”
The little guy said as he slashed with a knife.
Zhou Tianhui: "..."
This is a complete treatment of the terrorist incidents encountered in reality as nightmares.
Forget it, this is not the first time.
"Miss, there are a few young masters. Breakfast is ready, please go to the restaurant for dinner." At this moment, a gentle female voice rang from not far away.
A group of little ghosts who had been making noise before all heard their voices subconsciously snoring, one by one, very obediently approached the restaurant.
"It's delicious! I didn't expect Zhou Tianjun to eat such delicious food at home every day!"
"I want my parents to hire a great housekeeper!"
"Do you come to my house to play games after school?"
"No way."
When Lin Ke asked about this topic, all the little ghosts shook their heads instinctively, exposing the fear they didn't even realize, although they didn't know why.
The children were snoring and eating, and the father and mother Zhou, who had been watching next to him, were also full of smiles, and it was a rare home.
Just then, Dad Zhou's phone rang and he picked it up: "Hey?" His face changed suddenly in the next second, and he stood up directly from the table, "Someone jumped off the building last night !?"
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