Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

　　 "Grandpa Mom is back!"

　　 Before getting close to the village, the veteran Mom heard excitement screams from the children in the village.

　　 That sound like the sound of nature made the old Mom feel exhausted by sweeping the boat, and his whole body suddenly became infinitely vigorous.

　　 "Hahaha, lads go quickly, don't go faster, those gluttonous dolls are afraid they will swallow their own tongues." Mom called to the young and strong behind him.

　　 "Hahaha..." The young and strong laughed loudly when they heard the sound, and their footsteps were three minutes faster.

　　 The goods on the shoulders and back don't seem to be heavy at this moment.

　　 As the young and strong stepped into the village, the old and weak women and children who had been reminded by the children's screams walked out of the house and surrounded them with excitement.

　　 It's cold winter, and the cold wind is biting, making it hard to drive the city.

　　 For their entire village far away from the town, it is even more difficult to drive the city.

　　 However, daily necessities are always exchanged and purchased.

　　 No, the village chief Mum specially took the young and strong from the village, and took the bacon and leather to the city to exchange goods.

　　Different from previous years, worshipping the **** of the Internet, everyone in the village practiced fighting skills, and even more people learned simple magic, and the hunting efficiency was greatly improved.

　　 Every household has bacon hanging on the beams.

　　 This is not over yet.

　　 A few months ago, the imperial mage master sent someone to send mallow seeds. These are the seeds, good guys, just sprinkle them in the barren mountains and forests, and the green stubble will appear in a few days, and you can pick them in a month or so.

　　 Pick a stubble and grow a stubble.

Everyone learns the recipes published on the Internet, chopped up mallow and mixed it with black rice flour, kneaded it into lumps, boiled on a high fire, sprinkled a little salt, in the winter, drink a large bowl of snoring, and immediately warm the whole body. Get up, don't mention how comfortable it tastes.

　　 If it is accompanied by a plate of thinly sliced ​​bacon, tsk tsk, then life is really a god.

　　The abundance of food made the village finally willing to take the extra bacon to the city for some good things.

　　 "Oh, Aunt Lei, look, this floral cloth is so beautiful!"

　　 "No, Mr. Mo, where did you buy it?"

　　 "Hahaha, I see people on the Internet saying that Aunt Chengxi Nina's linen is the most beautiful and strong. I ran to check it out. Don't tell me, it's really good."

　　 "What a sharp boning knife!"

　　 "Grandpa Mo, where's the good maltose?"

　　 "It's here, it's here!"

　　 Everyone in the village gathered around the goods backed by the young and strong people, tasting their heads and discussing their feet, and everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

　　The handy woman has already discussed what these cloths can do.

　　 The children are holding maltose, chasing and playing.

　　 The older child took over the newly bought weapon from his parents, and started playing on the scene with enthusiasm.

　　 Mom looked at everyone excited, and a smile of relief appeared on the corners of his mouth.

　　 He took out the expensive candied fruit specially bought from the goods, left the villagers, and walked towards the center of the village.

　　 A wooden house was built there.

　　 The house is not big, there is only one.

　　 There is nothing in the room, only a carefully carved shrine, standing opposite the door.

Before 　　 the shrine, there was a case table.

　　 Mum knelt down on one knee devoutly, removed the mountain knife from his waist, then placed the precious candied fruit on the table, and sang in a low voice:

　　 "From the great existence of the blue star, you are the master of language and writing, and you are the pioneer of the Internet. Under your protection, I will be connected with all beings and everything."

　　 Internet pages appeared in front of him as always.

　　 Mum smiled, the **** of the Internet is really the most down-to-earth and most industrious **** he has ever seen!

　　 He is always responsive.

　　 don’t know, will he be tired if he responds to countless people’s Internet requests?

　　 Thinking of this, Mom laughed at his naive thoughts.

　　 "Grandpa Mom——"

　　 A hysterical scream made Mom's smile suddenly stiff, he grabbed the mountain knife and rushed out.

　　 Without waiting for him to ask, a scene in his vision made his pupils dilate, and his whole body got goosebumps, from the cold head to the tail vertebrae!

　　 I saw a light gate with a height of more than ten feet suddenly appeared in the elk forest.

　　 The black vortex inside the light gate rotates, and huge bone dragons fly out of it, hovering around the light gate.

　　 In the lower half of the light gate, there are countless skeletons, living corpses, liches, and zombies, swarming out.

　　 "Grandpa Mom, then...what is that?"

　　 The young villagers rushed over with horror.

　　 Mom looked at the horrible scene in the distance, and after a while he roared hysterically:

　　 "Run! Run toward the city, that's...that's the army of the Underworld! The army of the undead!"

　　 Dead silence swept the audience.

　　 All the villagers are collectively sluggish.

　　 The next moment, chaos and screams descended on this border village!

　　 Someone was dumbfounded, staring at the teleportation array in the distance;

　　Someone rushed home in horror;

　　 Someone shivered and retracted their bed;

　　 There are still people busy with the corners to clean up the softness;

　　 There are even six gods without a master, kneeling directly on the ground, praying to the master of the mage and the **** of the Internet.

　　 "Run! Don't take anything, run quickly, it's safe to run into the city!"

　　 "Asshole, run! It's too late, don't pack things."

　　 "Ron, run!"

　　 Mom ran madly around the village, beckoning the villagers to escape.

　　 But there are too many villagers. At this moment, there are any reactions.

　　 Someone can run away decisively;

　　 But it is more reluctance to give up the homeland, resentment to the property.

　　 For them, every needle is a treasure, there are too many things to pack.

　　Mum looked at the undead army gradually gathering, and gritted his teeth, he could only greet the assembled villagers and children, and fled the village in a hurry.

　　 The cold air poured into the lungs, unable to quench the heat in the lungs.

　　 The crowd was running wildly. Because of the difference in physical strength, the villagers gradually formed a long line, scattered.

　　 When Mom took the young man and climbed up a mound, looking back, the cold horror and endless despair eroded everyone's hearts.

　　The black and heavy undead army rushed into the village, spewed out in the blink of an eye, and rushed along the fleeing crowd in the pulling group.

　　 The huge bone dragon whizzed past the crowd, spewing a breath of pain and corrosion.

　　 In the dark breath, the villagers wailed and scratched in despair, and their flesh and blood were being stripped. When the bones were exposed, a series of low-level skeleton soldiers lit up the cold skull caves.

　　 The fleshy body turned into a living corpse, opened his mouth with ulcerated skin, and rushed to the family who had escaped his breath!

　　 "Mom——"

　　 "Grandpa——"

　　 The young men and children gathered around Mom looked at the crowd in the distance and screamed hysterically.

　　 "Run!"

　　 "Run!"

　　 "It's safe to run into the city!"

　　 Mom frantically held the child who wanted to rush down to find his mother, endured tears, and ran towards the city.

　　The road to escape is so long!

　　 The legs seemed to be filled with lead, heavy, but Mom had to do his best to lift it, move forward, step by step.

　　 There are bone dragons in the sky from time to time, tearing the sky, whizzing past!

　　 I wonder if Mum and others are too small, or they have received new orders.

　　They did not breathe, which made Momu and others tremble in the great terror, but they had no chance to tremble, because behind them were the undead army.

　　 I don't know how long it took, Mom and the others finally approached the city.

　　 A layer of light blue magic shield, like a thin porcelain bowl, buckled upside down over the city.

　　 At the edge of the magic shield, countless villagers fleeing madly beat the light curtain, crying bitterly and mournfully, letting the master let them in.

　　 "Let's go in, please!"

　　 "Master Master, I won't go in anymore, can I let my child in?"

　　 The miserable wailing sound, like countless ice cones stuck on Mum's heart.

　　 Above the magic shield, bone dragons hovered ~www.ltnovel.com~ in the faint cranial cavern, coldly waiting for the city guardian's choice.

　　 "How could this be?! How could it be like this!"

　　Mom stood beside the magic shield, stomping and wailing with tears.

　　 The city guardian seemed to hear Momu's wailing, and the magic shield suddenly disappeared.

　　 Countless people who flew on the magic shield staggered one by one and fell down.

　　 But everyone didn't scold them, but was overwhelmed by intense ecstasy, and everyone rushed to the city madly.

　　 At this moment, the magic tower towering high in the middle of the city suddenly burst out with dazzling light.

　　 Mom looked at the light in a daze, he clearly saw the magic tower-down!

　　 At this moment, the bone dragon hovering in the air, without fear of the magical impact of the collapse of the magic tower, rushed into the city, opened its huge fangs, corroded its breath, and filled every street.

　　Momru falls into an ice cave!

　　 Countless people who fled, were stupid and stunned.

　　 collapse, despair, sweeping people's hearts.

　　 After a while, Mom wiped away his tears. He pulled the boy Ron beside him, turned on the Internet, pointed to a saved picture and said: "This is Willis, run there, remember?"

　　 Ron, who is only fourteen years old, nodded blankly.

　　 Mum turned off the internet, took off the interconnection ring, stuffed it into Ron's hand, and roared hysterically: "Run! Take out the milk! Run!"

　　 Years of fighting spirit training made the boy Ron subconsciously grab the ring and rush away instinctively.

　　 ran, he suddenly reacted and looked back at Grandpa Mom.

　　 I saw the gray-haired grandfather Mum, who pulled out the mountain knife that he never lost, and turned to face the tide of undead army.

　　 The veteran is not dead.