Mini-Games to Save the World

"Who is coming?" Someone asked.

"Dust organization, one of four people."

"Did they return home?"

嗯 "Well, they are all back, and overseas affairs have been resolved."

"Are many people dead?"

"A lot."

When the two talked about it, their emotions suddenly became a little depressed.

Except for Xia Guo, the entire world is facing unusual threats.

Some threats must be resisted by all human beings. Beyond the limits of nations and races, unity can be resolved.

The dull noise from the ocean, the strange misty magic ship.

The anomalous monster that affects the security of the entire Xia Kingdom's coastal areas was finally resolved at the cost of hundreds of lives.

Uh ...

Xi Wang Xiaoxi sat on the bench, changed his clothes, and cleaned the wound.

抱着 Holding the rough hatchet, she watched calmly as the man in the Heterogeneous Bureau cleared the marks here.

"Are you sad?"

At this time, a tall middle-aged man crouched beside her.

Xiao Wang Xiaoxi glanced at him, a vicissitudes.

She nodded calmly: "Sad."

The middle-aged man handed over a red fruit and said, "Give and eat one to lose your heart."

Xiao Wang Xiaoxi took the table tennis-sized fruit curiously, glanced at him, tried to bite, and when the teeth bite the flesh, the juice entered the mouth, and her face turned red instantly.

"Ahem ... oh!"

After stimulating the brain, she could not help spitting out the pulp in her mouth.

Spicy and super spicy.

Xiao Wang Xiaoxi quickly fanned the wind with the palm of his hand, constantly inhaling the air, and looked at him angrily: "Not sweet!"

"Sweet can only make people addicted, spicy can be good, can make people spirit, let people remember pain, remember that life is not smooth."

King Wang Xi opened his rough palm, put the fruit in the palm, and then patted it twice, shaking his head and saying, "Then you eat, I'm not sad, don't need this."

The middle-aged man ate the fruit with one mouthful without changing his face and said, "I will be your guardian in the future."

"what is that?"

"You can think of it as family."

"I have parents." Wang Xiaoxi paused, her eyes flashed, "but I haven't seen you for a long time."

The middle-aged man looked at her and took out a cloth coin purse.

The moment Wang Xiaoxi saw the coin purse with his light, his eyes brightened, and he reached out and grabbed it.

看着 She looked at the three simple figures of the needle show on the wallet and shouted, "This is my mother's."

"Well, your parents."

Wang Xiaoxi was a little emotional: "Have you seen them? Where are they?"

"Your dad is gone."

"Run away?" Wang Xiaoxi didn't understand what she meant, she asked, "Will that come back?

"Maybe not."

"What about my mother?"

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky: "You can hardly see her above, but they are still alive."

King Wang Xiaoxi sighed and sat down again, looking at the two fruit trees beside the house: "I haven't seen them for a long time."

"I have a chance in the future."

"Are there no photos?"

"Suddenly walked, too late."

"Did they forget me?"

"No."

I heard this reply, Wang Xiaoxi supported her cheek with her hand and looked at the busy figure in front of her. These people were here to help her.

The mayor of Wu was here, and some neighbors were looking away.

My family is far away, and it is good to not forget her.

The sadness in Xun's heart did not affect her. All this has happened, and the sadness is futile.

光 The light man told her to be strong in this life, how could he stop because of this incident.

看着 She looked at the middle-aged man, who had the same breath as the light man.

When she was a child, her parents left and she was thrown to his grandparents.

Later, grandparents died one after another, and she could only come to her grandmother's house.

Other relatives are rare and have no emotions.

For the middle-aged person she met for the first time, she felt extra gracious, a kind of spiritual identification, far beyond the connection of blood.

She asked, "What should I call you?"

"They all call my veteran, you can call it like that."

"Uncle Bing, how old are you?"

"Forty, what?"

King Wang Xiaoxi shook his head: "It feels like an old man."

Veteran Wu smiled slightly: "It's not like that alone."

"Uncle Bing, will I live here again?"

估计 "Maybe not, but these days are still possible."

"Where is my future home?"

"Cosmopolitan."

"That's homeless." Wang Xiaoxi sighed. "Are you very poor, Bing? You can't afford a house? You don't have to have a house to be a homeowner, but you are so big, why can't you compare to town Those in their twenties. "

The veteran laughed out loud: "Ha ha! I'm rich, of course, very rich, there are not many houses in the world that I can't afford."

King Wang Xiaoxi nodded with satisfaction: "That's good."

The two were silent for a while, looking forward, waiting for the end of the matter.

Wang Xiaoxi looked at the body that was unrecognizable to her grandmother and was taken away, but did not get up and cry.

My grandmother is dead, and the dead cannot return.

"Are you uncle Bing alone?"

"Well, alone."

"That's the same as me." Wang Xiaoxi suddenly turned his head and looked at him, "Uncle Bing, will you treat me like your daughter?"

Veteran Wu looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Of course, you will have many family members in the future. This world is your home, and we are all your family."

Wang Xiaoxi pouted: "But you look like grandpa."

"You still call me Uncle Bing."

"Well, Uncle Bing."

A big one, a small two.

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I struggled for a goal, and the emotions of each other surpassed the affection of family and friendship.

"Uncle Bing, I want to eat honey."

"Go buy it."

"I want to sharpen this knife."

"Well, then, no one dares to touch."

Xiao Wang Xiaoxi smiled, as bright as the sun.

"Uncle Bing, my grandmother said that the general is bad for children."

Uh ...

At night, the incident in Jiujiang Town was completely resolved.

After Wang Xiaoxi's involvement in the dust, the heterosexuality bureau also stopped her arrangements.

"Is this girl related to dust?" Someone curious.

"I don't know. The matter of dust is not under our control. It should be related to her parents, but we are not good at investigating people who are not in the Heterogeneous Bureau. We should know this above."

"You can no longer let a little girl live with her grandmother alone. Older children are now their favorite targets."

The two sighed, and they couldn't control it.

I cleaned up and drove up the river.

The real mission is not over yet.

Uh ...

Lieyang City.

Lu Fan looked at the picture in the mobile phone, and finally he was not practicing sword.

After a whole afternoon, the game time has passed another week, and now I have become a member of that hunting team.

At this time, Lu Fan realized the effect of adding dust.

An extremely perverted passive, that is, the stronger the war.

Each time you are dying, you will break through your own limits and take it one step closer.

"Isn't that just telling me to die!"