The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 12

Luo Xing shields Feng Wu.

Adding insult to injury, huh?

I won't talk to you turkey, I'll suffocate you.

Feng Wu talked for a long time, and found that Luo Xing blocked him.

[... Poor little girl, you bastard. ] Decisively disconnected.

"I'm going to turn a blind eye to what should cooperate with your performance." Luo Xing hummed in his heart, very appropriate to the situation.

Feng Wu, who only got online after unblocking, was angry and went offline again.

The scorching flames enveloped him completely, and it didn't take long for the entire space to be filled with fiery red.

"Self-immolation?"

【Burn you big-headed ghost, I am so angry that I can't control my strength, poor boy, let me tell you, if you continue like this, you will lose me sooner or later. 】

"Your fire can really burn yourself to death?" Very powerful.

【…】

The flames in the space suddenly disappeared, and Feng Wu lay on the ground with his back stretched out.

The falling star's ears seemed to be surrounded by a river of sadness.

Feng·Xijing·Wu went online, [I used to call her Xiao Tiantian, but now I call her to die, heh~ woman. 】

"……"Neuropathy.

She used to be called Turkey before, and she was also called Little Turkey when she added a small character. Facing such a group of reds, she would never be called Xiao Tiantian, and Xiao Honghong was still possible.

【...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhth 】Feng Wu growled.

The overlord flower named Xiao Honghong was extremely ugly.

He is so suave and suave, so beautiful, and the words "Xiaohonghong" are insulting.

Luoxing shielded Feng Wu again. After beating the turkey, the sadness of having no money disappeared. She took Fan Xiaotong to a small pink shop in a good mood.

There are many people in the noodle shop, and the proprietress is running among the crowd with a bowl.

Luo Xing narrowed her pretty eyes, should she touch a piece of porcelain?
Drenched by a bowl of hot soup, you should be able to harvest countless bowls of noodles.

After a while, Luo Xing suppressed the urge to touch porcelain, and quickly sat down on a chair, with Fan Xiaotong sitting opposite her.

A few people who were about to serve the table: "..."

After waiting for so long, the seat was snatched away. He was not popular, and said sarcastically, "Isn't this a student of Sheng Hong? Why do you still come to such a small place to eat?"

"I'm not afraid of ruining my stomach."

"It can't be a special enrollment."

"Looking at this poor ghost, it must be a lady and master from a rich family. How could he come to such a place?"

"Is this the virtue of a special recruit? It's a pheasant even if it's squeezed into the phoenix's nest."

Fan Xiaotong slapped the table and stood up, "What did you say? Say it again."

"So what? You think I'm afraid of you because you have a loud voice? Pheasant."

Fan Xiaotong rushed over, Luo Xing pulled him back, picked up the chopsticks on the table and slapped them, the chopsticks were directly inserted into the table, and several people were about to choke back when they were about to curse.

"Say, why don't you say anything?" Luo Xing looked over with cold eyes.

A few trembling people glanced at the chopsticks, then at Luo Xing's face, then ran away scrambling.

The guests on the other side swallowed their saliva.

As expected, Sheng Hong’s students cannot be offended.

It's too tough to just slap a disposable chopstick into the table.

Fan Xiaotong didn't know what happened behind him, so he saw a group of people running away.

"Sister, why did they run away like this..." Looking back at the chopsticks on the table, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Could he be dazzled?When was a chopstick inserted on the table?

"Sister, you didn't do this, did you?" When did my sister become so powerful?

Luo Xing laughed, eyes bent into small crescents, "This is magic."

Everyone: "???" Magic?
When so many of them are blind?

Just now they clearly saw her slap her chopsticks into the table.

Fan Xiaotong reached over and removed the vertical chopsticks on the table, and the table was as smooth as ever.

But it always feels weird.

Without thinking too much, he sat down again.

The proprietress came over and said she had to pay for the broken table, but the smooth table made her think she was hallucinating.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, and it was indeed not damaged, so he raised a smile and asked, "What do you two eat?"

"Two hot and sour noodles."

"Round or flat?"

"Thin and round ones." Thin and round ones can absorb soup and make you feel fuller.

"OK, just a second."

The hot noodles were placed on the table, and Luo Xing watched Fan Xiaotong slurp and ate them up, there was no soup left in the bowl.

She pushed the bowl in front of her over, "I ate it at school, you can eat it."

Fan Xiaotong had no doubts, nodded and brought Luoxing's bowl to his eyes.

This time he ate very slowly, his eyes became red as he ate, and tears fell into the soup patter.

"... Sis, when will these days end?" Fan Xiaotong bit her lower lip.

I can't eat enough, I don't wear warm clothes every day, and I have to avoid debts. When will this kind of life come to an end?
Luo Xing chuckled, and rubbed the top of Fan Xiaotong's head, "You are so young, why are you so sentimental?"

After touching the oil in one hand, Luo Xing twitched the corner of his mouth, "How long has it been since you washed your hair?"

"...five days."

"Didn't you say it earlier? Your hair is oily."

"Hey, you girl took the initiative to touch the boy's head and said me, I didn't force you to touch it."

"I was just trying to comfort you, okay?"

"I'm an upright man, so I don't need girls to comfort me."

With such an interruption, the sad atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Luo Xing rolled her eyes at him and said, "I am your sister. Unless you commit suicide, you will never be able to get rid of this fact in your life. Eat your fans."

"Hmph." Fan Xiaotong snorted arrogantly, then lowered his head and murmured, "I don't want to get rid of it."

Luo Xing heard it with sharp ears, and sighed slightly in his heart.

At that time, losing his sister all of a sudden, and his mother was sick in bed, the child lost all of his life.

Luo Xing watched him eat, and after a while looked back outside, it was already dark.

A street lamp illuminates the road brightly.

A young man under the streetlight across the street was wearing a mask, and when he met Luo Xing's eyes, his eyes suddenly became cloudy.

Put away your phone and stride over here.

Those peach blossom eyes are a bit familiar.

After a while, Luoxing thought of who it was, and quickly turned around, "I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me."

[I have seen you. 】 A little excited.

Seeing the little pitiful look so cowardly, I was excited.

"Sister, who can't see you? And magic?" Fan Xiaotong finished eating the powder in his mouth and raised his head.

"Ahem, eat slowly, I'll go out for a while." Luo Xing stood up, put on the mask, and walked out with his head down.

Before she had taken two steps, her wrist was grabbed.

"Where are you going?" The young man's voice was cool and the ending rose, as if he was laughing.

That's not the case with those sharp eyes.

Luo Xing twitched his hand without twitching. He raised his head and smiled, "Let's go to the bathroom together."

(End of this chapter)