Balala Little Demon Fairy: I Became Yan Lili’s Follower

"This energy boosting box can protect you, detect the presence of evil forces for you, and can also boost your magic energy at critical moments!"

The Queen waved one hand and ordered softly: "Go! Mianmian!"

With a happy smile on her face, Mianmian slowly got into the small box in Yan Xiaoxiao's hand.

Yan Xiaoxiao said gratefully: "It turns out that Her Majesty the Queen has never forgotten to smile!"

The queen smiled and consoled her: "Xiaoxiao has grown up. Don't be discouraged by these small setbacks. You must have a forgiving heart. Only in this way can you shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Fairy Castle in the future."

"A heart of forgiveness?"

"Yes, as long as you have done nothing wrong, don't take what others say to heart. The truth will come out sooner or later. Learn to forgive others, forgive others, and you will be very happy!"

"Ok!"

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded heavily: "Xiaoxiao knows, then I won't be angry with people who misunderstand me!"

Hearing this, Ling Meiqi took the initiative to stand up and apologize: "I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, I misunderstood you because I didn't understand the situation..."

"wrong!"

Teacher Qingqing also stood up, "I should take the initiative to apologize, because in my impression Xiaoxiao only knows how to cause destruction, so I misunderstood you. I'm really sorry! I will get to know Xiaoxiao again in the future! Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly: "Xiaoxiao has grown up, Xiaoxiao will not be angry with anyone, let alone blame everyone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the rainbow treasure box on Xiaolan's wrist made a sound again.

"The purple heart stone flashed!"

Xiao Lan was stunned, watching the rainbow treasure box slowly open, and the rainbow heart stone inside slowly flew up.

"It's the purple heart stone!"

"The purple energy we collected!"

Teacher Qingqing raised her head, looked at the shining rainbow heart stone, and explained: "Purple represents the energy of forgiveness. Because Xiaoxiao forgives everyone, we can collect this energy!"

As she said that, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the books on the floor before remembering a troublesome question: "Oops, I almost forgot. All the books here have been exchanged. What can we do to restore them one by one?" Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Lan pursed her lips and smiled, and reminded in a low voice: "Qingqing, have you forgotten that we also have a magic fairy prodigy who has a photographic memory and can read many books at once?"

At this time, Yan Xiaoxiao closed her eyes tightly and began to recite the spell in a low voice.

"Balala energy! Get up!"

As soon as the spell was cast, all the books flew into the air and lined up neatly in several rows.

"Shaganiba-Restore Magic!"

As soon as this spell was cast, all the books rotated in place for several times before returning to their original positions one by one.

Teacher Qingqing walked to the bookshelf, took out a book, flipped through it, and said happily: "Great! Everything has been restored!"

Ling Meiqi folded her hands and said happily: "The more those turtle messengers think that we can't collect positive energy, the more we collect. Do you think it's a slap in the face?"

Teacher Qingqing twitched the corner of her mouth, smiled, picked up a book on the borrowing table, and reminded in a low voice: "I remember, this book was not returned by Meiqi when it was due, Meiqi, can you There’s a fine!”

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

Ling Meiqi looked sad and said disappointedly: "Teacher Qingqing, you never remember the way to school. How come you remember this kind of thing so clearly???"

Teacher Qingqing raised her body, her eyes shining: "That's necessary! This is related to money!"

*

At home, my father was telling the three sisters Ling Meiqi about his heroic deeds when he was young.

"Did you know? Your father was once an inter-school badminton champion!"

"Wow!"

Xiao Lan was surprised as she held the court, "Badminton champion, so awesome!"

Ling Meiqi: "Isn't that a heart-throb idol?"

Ling Meixue: "Dad, you have said this matter many times, can't you use another way of saying it?"

"Your father was really a school belle back then! At that time, I don't know how many girls were fascinated by him! Haha... Including your mother, she was also a school belle back then! Your mother was also deeply attracted by me. Attracted, haha..."

Just when Dad was still immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't help himself, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Are you talking about me?"

Hearing this, my father's sharp temper suddenly subsided, and he hurriedly stepped forward and explained hesitantly: "No, no, I'm not talking about you! Be careful, don't break your mask!"

Mom was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

Dad immediately gave the order: "Kids, let's go play badminton!"

Then he took the lead, leading the soldiers and generals at home, carrying badminton clubs on their backs, and walked outside.

Ling Meixue walked at the end. Before going out, she suddenly remembered something. She turned around and said to her mother: "By the way, Mom, the teacher said that we need to find some interesting photos of childhood outside for group homework. Can you help us find them?" ?"

Mom put on the facial mask and nodded calmly.

Xiaolan waved to them, "You remember to come back early! Mrs. Ling, I'll clean the living room first, and then clean upstairs."

Mom glanced at her and nodded.

After a while, Xiaolan started cleaning, while her mother looked for photos.

She silently thought to herself: "Where do I put the photos of my childhood?"

While rummaging through it, my mother didn't notice at all that a small box on the top floor of the bookcase was squeezed aside and finally fell into the trash can.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Xiao Lan happened to pack it there. Looking at the small box in the trash can, Xiao Lan confirmed: "Madam, do you not want the things in the trash can?"

Mom nodded without thinking: "Yes, no more!"

Hearing this, Xiaolan looked away, looked at the small box in the trash can, and packed it away silently.

Soon, several people who finished playing badminton came back.

Dad sat down on the sofa exhausted, and Ling Meiqi couldn't help laughing: "What kind of champion! Didn't you lose to us?"

At this time, Ling Meixue reminded in a low voice: "Sister, we used magic to defeat dad. This is wrong and not worth showing off!"

On the sofa, my father, who has experienced many battles, has been depressed.

"How is it possible? I lost to you fifteen to zero!"

Yan Xiaoxiao stepped forward and asked curiously: "Uncle, how do you prove that you are the champion?"

"it is good!"

Dad suddenly became energetic, stood up, and said generously: "Let you see my medal!"

After saying that, he ran upstairs quickly to get his medal.