All Heavens: Traveling At The Same Time, But The Clones Are All Women

Chen Hao didn't know it yet, but his other self was here to inspect the work.

The bet with Tiandao is not dangerous to him.

Because he has too many trump cards.

Even if he loses everything, he can come back at any time, so he has nothing to fear.

Just as he expected before the gambling started.

This round is not dangerous, and it is still a cost-free business with astonishing returns.

But in the process of gambling.

His cognition was inevitably strongly distorted by the world, and he was unable to correctly recognize his true situation... In layman's terms, just like a person who is dreaming, he generally does not realize that he is in a dream. dream.

Same thing.

The way of heaven itself is also subject to the same cognitive distortion.

After all, how could she not pay the price if she wanted to distort the perception of existence in the same dimension?

Most of the time, her self-positioning is [Yuyan who loves Chen Hao]

Their gambling game was like two people's dreams entangled together.

The key to winning or losing is not life or death.

But it depends on whether Chen Hao can wake up "Qiqiqi".

"wake up!"

"Morning run!"

"bath!"

"Eat breakfast!"

Today is Monday.

After driving Yuyan to her school, Chen Hao went to visit his aunt at her home.

Although she was called aunt, her surname was not Li. She was frail and sick after birth. The older generation were afraid that they would not be able to support her, so they sent her to a family with no children and asked the old couple to raise her on their behalf.

The two families have never lost contact and have an excellent relationship.

My aunt's life is very good.

Although she was not in good health, she was carefully raised by her parents. She was a famous and talented woman in the university. After graduation, she married a nationally famous professor and gave birth to a lovely daughter. She was much better than most women.

"Auntie, long time no see."

The door opened.

What caught the eye was a beautiful young woman with a clear face. She was dressed in home attire, with a graceful figure, gentleness and tameness, and a bookish air about her body.

After seeing him, the woman had a gentle smile on her face.

"Why did you come without telling me in advance?"

"I missed you, auntie, so I came over to see you.

Chen Hao behaves like a junior.

The door-to-door gift was placed on the shoe cabinet aside, and he hugged his aunt like a spoiled child.

At first glance..………….

no problem.

"Uncle went on a long journey to do some archaeology again?"

A boy's strong chest.

Youthful and energetic masculine scent.

In his ears, his low and hormone-filled voice made Feng Heng almost feel dizzy.

She reluctantly pushed her nephew away and said coquettishly in a low voice: "No matter how old or young you are, your cousin is at home!"

The subtext is that my uncle, Lao Huang, really went on an archaeological expedition.

When Xiao Huang Rong falls asleep at night, she can close the bedroom door and have plenty of time to be happy.

OK!

I know what you mean!

Chen Hao knew that his aunt was tender-faced and had just been addicted to her home apron, so he let her go gently.

"Go play with Rong'er. She has missed you for a long time. I went to see her."

“It’s easy to get tired after reading for a long time.

Chen Hao smiled cheekily: "I'm here to give my aunt a massage. I'm a professional."

Feng Heng's pretty face turned red.

massage?

She was tricked into getting onto the sofa step by step by this little bastard in the name of massage.

From then on, their relationship could never go back to what it was before.

"Massage you big-headed idiot."

The young woman knocked on his head and pushed him softly: "Let's go, let's go...be careful with your mouth. If Ronger finds out, we will be doomed."

Chen Hao walked out of the study helplessly.

He whispered softly: "It's not like Ronger doesn't know.

It's almost noon.

Feng Heng put down the book, stretched her curvaceous body, stood up, walked to her daughter's door and knocked on the door.

"Can you come in?"

"Hmm~ um~ come in, mom!"

As soon as Feng Heng entered, he saw his nephew sitting in front of the computer playing games.

The sound of the game is loud.

"Huang Xiaorong! You're sitting on your brother again! Aren't you afraid that he will dislike you, a little pig?"

Ronger, who was sitting in her arms, said nothing.

Chen Hao turned around and smiled: "It's okay, Ronger is so cute, I will never dislike her."

"Just pamper her. When this stinky girl grows up and gets married, you won't cry."

Huang Rong immediately became anxious: "I won't get married, I want to live with my cousin for the rest of my life!!"

She twisted her body coquettishly and pushed Chen Hao's chin with the back of her head.

"Cousin, don't pay attention to her, the next game is about to begin...Mom, go cook!

"The little white-eyed wolf is pretty good at calling people."

Feng Heng laughed: "Then I'll go cook and won't disturb you two."

The door was closed again.

But it's not completely closed.

There is still a slight gap left.

"Is mom gone?"

"Going to the kitchen."

Huang Rong gritted her teeth, put her two small hands on the computer table, and kept pushing towards him. Her small body was almost crushed on his chest.

"..."

Chen Hao tried his best to hold his breath and warned her: "The door is not closed properly!"

"Humph, so what?"

Huang Rong will be ten this year...

Forget it, it doesn’t matter how old you are!

At a young age, she was just as rebellious and lawless as her father.

It was as if he didn't care whether his mother would hear it.

"Hmm~ Yeah, your teammates are asking you if you want to go jungle. What are you going to do in this round?"

Chen Hao smelled the scent of the little thing in his arms: "It doesn't matter, I'm proficient in all heroes."

She picked one at random.

"Ah this......"

Seeing the role that his little cousin had locked in, Chen Hao was speechless for a moment: "Emiya Shirou? No, it's not good for you to choose who, but you want to choose a red batch?"

This fourteen-player MOBA competitive game is similar to LOL. The heroes in it are all two-dimensional characters. Each has its own gameplay, some are strong and some are weak. But only when Emiya Shirou appears, everyone will smile. ……………

Because this awesome thing provides almost half of the game’s humorous material.

[The jungler is criticizing my brother, it’s okay]

[Forget it, let me choose a mu to do the jungle! 】

【Which way to go?】

Chen Hao resisted the urge to hum and typed out a cold word with difficulty: "hit!"

The game lasts five minutes.

Looking at each other with a smile and sympathy with the opposite mid laner Death (Cat), Chen Hao returned to the foot of the tower.

"Cousin, your W master level has been reached~"

Emiya Shirou's W is an ultra-long-distance archery skill. It will explode when it reaches the designated location. The highest-level shooting range is almost half the map.

"It just took too long to charge this skill, but...it's better now."

Rong'er suddenly turned around nimbly in his arms, her two white feet without socks.

"Rong'er, my aunt may come in at any time, are you really not afraid?"

Chen Hao controls the character and stands under the tower.

He didn't go out to replenish his troops, leaving his own fighter who was hiding in the grass to mutter in his mind, thinking, are you so cautious against a reaper?

After squatting for a while, the jungler found no opportunity and went to the opposite jungle area to steal the tribute.

"So what if she comes in and sees it?"

The girl stroked his cheek with one small hand, while the other hand was chasing the sea.

There was a happy and proud expression on the cute little red face, so quirky.

"Why, your cousin can't eat what your aunt eats?"

Chen Hao was speechless. 3.3

He gritted his teeth, stared at the screen, pressed W to charge up, and prepared to support a wave of junglers.

but!

suddenly!

His hands shook!

Immediately the first head arrived!

at the same time--

"Oh...nice!"

Two sighs, one big and one small, sounded at the same time.

This arrow was so outrageous, it missed the target and hit the pit.

After collecting the remaining blood, he also snatched the little dragon.

Question marks suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Awesome, Hong Biao! No, the male god!"

Blue Road teammates praised him one after another.

Chen Hao's mind was not on the game, so he closed his eyes directly.

Work report: I have been using my mobile phone to code in the past half month. I have some problems with my eyes and cervical spine, so the number of updates is less.

I want to write about female characters in martial arts, but I don’t really want to show off in traditional martial arts. I’m really tired of writing fighting scenes, so I just want to write something unrefined like this to steal royalties. Please don’t think I’m water. .