Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

"Ah, it hurts." Yao Ziyue hugged her head and cried rather aggrievedly, "Why hit me?"

Yao Ziyan smiled softly and said nothing.

Yao Ziyue swallowed, and according to past experience, it is better not to keep asking, otherwise terrible things will happen.

Luo Chuan glanced at the two of them, but said nothing.

It's better not to speak now, he can feel that Yao Ziyan's state may be a bit wrong.

"Come and help me." Yao Ziyan turned and left.

"Oh." Yao Ziyue quickly followed.

What a friendly scene, the relationship between the two is really good.

Luo Chuan retracted his gaze and thought of this for no reason. From the surface, it was indeed like this.

Forget it, no matter that.

Shaking his head, he opened "Wu Po Cangqi" casually and read it. Lin Wanshuang is really diligent about how long it took to update so many chapters.

Luo Chuan, who is also the author, actually gave birth to a lost sense of inferiority.

Look at others, look at yourself, alas, there is no comparison at all.

Of course, just thinking about it this way, change is impossible to change, and it is impossible to change in this lifetime.

Having said that, when will the first talisman fire appear, Luochuan is looking forward to saying...

Time often passes by inadvertently.

When the second explosion sounded, Yao Ziyan's helpless voice came from the direction of the kitchen: "Didn't you say not to use spiritual power and skills... Forget it, let me do it myself."

Luo Chuan looked at the girl who was sitting down not far away as if relieved, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Boss, you're laughing at me, right?!" Yao Ziyue keenly sensed Luo Chuan's gaze.

"No, I just remembered something happy."

"Nonsense! You are obviously laughing at me! I saw it all!"

"I'm not that kind of person."

"Dare you look into my eyes and say it?"

Luo Chuan glanced at Ziyue's wide-open purple eyes, shook his head, and sighed, "Naive."

"..." After a brief silence, the girl turned around and shouted at the figure busy in the kitchen, "Sister, the boss bullied me!"

Luochuan: "..."

Are you a primary school student, you still bring a complaint, that's enough!

"Got it." A perfunctory voice responded to Yao Ziyue, Yao Ziyan didn't even look at it.

The self-deprecating demon Ziyue kept his lips secretly, then sighed helplessly, took out the magic phone from his pocket, and started playing the game.

Soon there were voices such as "Three Belts and One" and "I can't afford it."

The breath of food gradually dissipated with the air, and the stomach and intestines that had been asleep all night awakened, sending out bursts of signals to the body that they needed to eat.

Luo Chuan really didn't understand why, as sisters, why the difference between the two was so obvious, did Yao Ziyue's cooking talent all go to Yao Ziyan?

Thinking about it, it seems that this is the only possibility.

Yao Ziyan's cooking skills have long exceeded the limit that ordinary people can reach, and every time she experiences it, she will feel amazing. It is just that she seems to have more special hobbies recently.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be an orange?" Luo Chuan asked in an uncertain tone, staring at the orange lumps on the chopsticks.

It smells like oranges, looks like oranges, and touches with fingers is the touch of oranges, but why does it feel like meat in your mouth?

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan nodded with a smile.

"So why did you make it into this kind of flavor?" Luo Chuan didn't quite understand it. There was also an omelette with fruit texture and flavor. He really didn't know how to evaluate it. Of course, they were all delicious.

"Isn't it awesome?"

"Awesome... well, it's pretty awesome."

At some point, Yao Ziyan was also unexpectedly childish, ah, almost forgot, she was a beautiful girl who was always seventeen years old.

A plain and peaceful morning.

After breakfast, the rising sun was obscured by gray clouds. The faint mist in the morning had not completely dissipated. The hazy rain curtain quietly fell, and the whole world became foggy.

"It's raining."

Yao Ziyue stood in front of the window, looking into the distance with a bit of wonder, the tiny rain pounding on his face, with a cold touch.

The residence provided by Lingyun College is relatively high and has a wide view, overlooking most of the Lingyun College. Even if it rains, there are many students in a hurry to go to school.

"It's nice not to go to school." She sighed again.

Because of her identity, she doesn't need to spend a lot of time in cultivation like ordinary human cultivators, and naturally she has the cultivation base of asking questions.

"By the way, Ziyue hasn't gone to school yet, right?"

Luo Chuan held the teacup, blew it gently on it, and took a sip. The faint fragrance of flowers filled his mouth, as if he was in an endless sea of ​​flowers.

"In the past, Grandpa Xu and other people in the ethnic group taught her."

Yao Ziyan also held the teacup, recalling the past, with a wave of smile in his eyes, unknowingly it has been so long.

"Life without school life is always incomplete."

"Well, it makes sense."

"Hey, hey, boss, I didn't provoke you, right?!" The demon Ziyue, who played the literary girl in front of the windowsill, came to Luochuan in an instant, staring at him incredulously, "It actually hurt me!"

The old **** of Luochuan is tasting tea, the scented tea tastes really good.

"That's it." Yao Ziyan clapped his palms and made a decision, "Ziyue, you can be a student here."

"Sister, are you serious?" Yao Ziyue pointed to herself with a sincere expression, "I asked, asking about the realm, the kind that can tear space by hand."

After speaking, he gestured for a while, the gorgeous purple spiritual power covered the small palm, took a deep breath, and tried hard to push both hands to the sides in the void in front.

The smooth space is faintly creases, biting his silver teeth, and constantly increasing the strength in his hands, finally—

Stabbed!

A certain kind of special tearing sound appeared, and subtle black cracks suddenly appeared, and disappeared in an instant under the self-healing power of the space.

He took a breath, wiped his sweat, smiled, and said "Look, I'm really good".

Luo Chuan put down the cup: "From a common sense, it is reasonable to do this in your realm."

Yao Ziyue nodded repeatedly.

Right, right, she asked the master how it is possible to go to school with those little guys, there is absolutely no need for this.

"But it's a bit unqualified to be so reluctant." Yao Ziyan lightly lit the tabletop. She is still very prestigious on weekdays, but she hasn't shown much.

Yao Ziyue's smile froze, her premonition grew stronger: "So..."

"You go to school here during the filming time." Yao Ziyan patted Yao Ziyue's head and smiled slightly, "I will talk to Dean Fan on the magic phone later."

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