Museum of Demons

Um?

who?

Who is that? Abyss?

The smile on the girl's face froze little by little, and she saw a child wearing a brown bunt over there, who seemed to be just around nine years old, with her hair divided into two halves and each tied into a small bun, with a baby on her face. Fat, with a few strands of soft hair on the sideburns, he walked over with gritted teeth.

Originally planning to pick up the sword, he was slightly taken aback.

I saw a girl in a long skirt in front of me, and I saw that she was wearing a black and dignified long dress in line with this era. Her hair was tied up in a bun. It was obviously a dignified and atmospheric attire, but for some reason, she just felt beautiful, and her brown pupils were shining brightly. Like a jewel in the sun, her eyelashes are long and black, and her skin is fair.

She is a very good-looking, very good-looking girl.

I just don't know why, it looks a little dull.

In fact, it's just a six-year-old kid thinking about it.

As for why the hair is tied up instead of hanging down.

People always said that this child was born with a straight personality, and even his hair was blown out. If it was not tied up, it would be like running around on the street with a blown hair.

Looking at his wooden sword, he saw a pair of light lotus-colored thin-soled shoes right next to the woman's feet. Then he looked at his sword. He planned to squat down and hold the sword, but his friend was right behind. The inherent stubbornness came up.

snort! How can a dignified man take a sword under a woman's skirt? !

no!

Absolutely not!

The child glared at the girl, trying to force her to retreat with his thoughts, but the latter also looked straight at him. Yuanshi Tianzun, who was still in the stage of a kid, had no choice but to retreat. weak.

Damn...

The child had no choice but to hold his breath and brought a branch, squatted beside him and stretched out his hand, and pulled his sword over with the branch, okay, come on, come on, come on...

Then he saw the beautiful girl take a step subconsciously.

The taupe-colored shallow-soled shoes lightly stepped on the hilt of the wooden sword, not counting stepping on it, but just pressing it down.

Then he couldn't move.

! ! ! !

The smile on the child's face froze.

The eyes widened bit by bit.

He pulled the sword, but it couldn't be pulled out.

After seeing it, he raised his head again.

I looked at the girl who didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

The girl also looked at him subconsciously.

Then the child tried twice, his eyes widened, and then two big bags of tears appeared visible to the naked eye. At this time, the girl came back to her senses, was slightly startled, and quickly withdrew her movements. Crying in anger, he gritted his teeth and drew his sword.

Ah, Yuan, are you crying?!

Who bullied you!

The kid who obviously came from a much better background ran out and was shocked when he saw his friend.

Don't worry about me!

I didn't cry either!

The child in civilian clothes wiped his tears with dusty cuffs.

turn around.

Sniffed.

Then, as always, he raised his head and snorted.

Take it in stride.

Dragging the wooden sword behind his back, it creaked a scratch on the dirt, and walked out angrily, as if I was very angry and ignored me, the slightly older boy Zhang Hannao Nodding his head, helpless: Oh, I'm angry again...

But it is really difficult to select the elite of the Black Ice Platform.

Although this good friend also came from a family in the army, his grandfather and father died in battle one after another.

His family knowledge is not very deep, even if he works hard to practice martial arts in the army, he can only be an elite soldier in the end, earn a little military merit, and want to enter the Black Ice Platform and become one of the great Qin cavalry. They are all the core of the Black Ice Terrace of Elite Legend, which is too difficult.

When he raised his head, he couldn't see Tiannv Jue.

The latter had already avoided him with a blind eye.

Thinking about the target guided by Guixu just now, Jue was thoughtful, um, the overlord of the great power, the Lord of Guixu, aimed at Yuan... In other words, Yuan was the enemy who confronted him? The Lord of the Ruins wants to avoid the confrontation in reality, try to kill Yuan in history, or change Yuan's fate.

Then use this to weaken A Yuan, lower his background and strength?

Jue easily deduced the general outline of the matter.

I just don't know why the Lord of the Ruins didn't let his confidant core participate in this matter, but chose to let himself participate in it? Questions emerged one after another in the girl's mind, and finally turned into the childhood version of Yuan just now.

Just now she just subconsciously wanted him to stop.

Therefore, the heavenly girl with a slightly natural nature chose the most direct method.

And for such a personality change.

A poor and direct curator should be largely responsible.

The girl thought back to the infant sword fairy who was a fat baby just now, with drooping hair, two big bags of tears in her eyes, dragging her sword and walking out, her heart was full of apology, curiosity, and a little strange feeling, and she rubbed the center of her eyebrows with her fingers : ...why do you think bullying Ah Yuan a little bit... is fun?

No, no, Jue, you can't do this.

The queen mother taught me, you can't do this...

Don't bully the weak.

But Ah Yuan is obviously very strong, so he can bully him?

Ah, no, no, no, it's not logical.

And... the five or six-year-old A Yuan can also cry, which is a bit novel.

Wait, treat outsiders leniently, but A Yuan is not an outsider, and he can't be bullied even if he is not an outsider.

The girl suppressed curiosity and a little sense of fun, and suddenly remembered the scene that happened in the past. She thought of the time when the water ghost angrily denounced the Vodka Empress, and was tit-for-tat in choosing the theme of the comics. The water ghost who is a loyal subscriber said that he could not accept it.

At that time, the Vodka Empress slapped the table with her right hand, and said a word with great enthusiasm.

'Bully? ! '

'Wrong, wrong, what is bullying between lovers? What is bullying between lovers? '

‘Davarich, take the long view and accept everything! '

'That thing is called fun! Going further, human beings have a tendency to be slightly masochistic, and happiness and pain often go hand in hand, and this is called bondage and restraint in my comics...' It's just a pity that the original Vodka Empress hasn't finished yet , and was overturned by the water ghost directly with a five-liter happy water bottle.

Well, Binghun picked it up with the scabbard and smashed it on the back of the young painter's neck.

Qin Yuanniao backhanded two bottles of honey citron tea and stuffed them into the mouth of Empress Vodka.

Then pull one leg and drag it away.

Finally, after an amicable agreement, the new issue of The Poor Crazy Vodka Lady was cut in half.

So Tiannv just felt that the girl painter was trying to make excuses. Even so, she also felt that the sword fairy who had experienced a long time of bullying and bullying, even in her infancy, was quite novel and quite amusing.

After thinking about it, he was worried about not only himself in this mission, but also worried about the past of the young A Yuan.

She still chose to keep up.

Along the road, I saw the child dragging a heavy wooden sword, and then walked all the way to a secluded place, wiped away the tears on his face, gritted his teeth, and continued to practice swordsmanship. The Qin sword has no sheath. It is heavy enough, although the child's strength is good, but his foundation is ordinary, and his sword skills are too weak.

Jue thought for a while, and didn't intend to interfere with this past, nor Wei Yuan's life.

At least this period of life does not belong to her.

So he retreated quietly, and it can't be said to be retreating, just hiding his figure, watching the child practice swordsmanship time after time.

Then the next day, the girl was shocked to see that the child changed a weapon.

It turned into a machete in his hand, dancing vigorously there.

Jue: ...

On the sixth day, when she saw the boy wearing thick clothes pretending to be armor, and then gesticulating there with an ax used for ceremonial guards, the girl was puzzled and worried that Wei Yuan would not really die. Fate was distorted by the interference of the alien walking back to the ruins.

After thinking about it, he still walked behind the child.

The ax in A Yuan's hand from the Black Ice Terrace camp fell heavily on the ground, panting, Daqin was watching actual combat, if his swordsmanship was not good, he had to change his way: Damn... this big ax is big and heavy Shen, I'm sure I'll pass the preliminary selection, huh, huh...

I, I can definitely win.

He cheers himself up.

The child with drooping hair gathered all his energy, gritted his teeth and lifted the axe, staggered and tried hard, when a helpless voice suddenly came from his ear: You are so stupid...A Yuan.

Ah! Who!

The child was startled, lost his balance and sat down.

The blades of grass flew down, and he fell into a daze. He saw the girl sitting on the tree stump in front of her. Her black hair was hanging down, her chin was propped up with one hand, and her cuffs were slightly hanging down, revealing her fair wrist. She had clear eyebrows and a beautiful appearance. In this city of Xianyang, with the simple knowledge of a child, there is no more beautiful woman than her.

But the child, A Yuan, was startled.

Sitting on the ground with the ax in his arms, he swished his legs and feet back to avoid it.

you you you……

He blurted out: It's you, a bad woman!

What are you doing here?!

A child who is only six years old is still acting like a baby in later generations, but this era has begun to try to hold a sword.

This is also a descendant of Daqin, who regards dignity as the highest, and regards the Yanhuang spine as pride. Thinking of the events of the past few days, he was distraught and indignant, and said in a resolute manner: You, you, you...you are here to cry again Is it mine?!!

The girl suppressed her smile and quietly recorded this scene.

The leaves of grass are flying, and there is no trace of the lost girl before the eyes of the young Tianzun.

Surprised in my heart, when I was looking left and right, I suddenly felt a light tap on my forehead.

Then I saw her with her hands behind her back, her body leaning forward slightly, black hair hanging down her temples, and her smile was warm and brilliant:

Yes, the Great Demon King is here to make you cry.

Broken flowers and plants were blown up by the wind, and the child stared wide-eyed at the beautiful young girl in front of him.

Said: You, you... I, I won't lose!

The juvenile A Yuan raised his weapon, with arrogance, he said forcefully and domineeringly:

Want me to cry!

Unless you beat me!

The girl thought for a while, and said seriously: If I win you.

Will you cry for me?

The young Tiyuan Shi Tianzun waved his small hand: Once a man speaks a word, it's hard to follow!

He is full of confidence!

Just like past and future self.

I am no longer who I was three days ago!

I have been reborn!

I won't lose!

……………………

After a while.

Woooooo...you, you bully people...

The six-year-old child lost again, and his eyes were red with anger.

Standing there crying hard, trying to do business.

The girl sat on the stump with her chin propped up, playing with the black hair on her temples with her fingers, and suddenly joked:

Want to learn?

don't want!

The bamboo of Nanshan, the reincarnated body, Yuanshi Tianzun, is both rigid and straight.

Reckless!

The girl thought for a while, coughed, and said, Really?

It seems that you want to fail in the selection of the Black Ice Platform?

She imitated the tone of the two brothers Qian Laishan Shen and Shuigui when they joked in the museum, and said:

Little guy, you don't want to fail the selection competition of the Black Ice Platform, do you?

you!!!

The child stopped crying immediately, and was stunned, looking at the woman with black eyes.

She let go of her blue hair, and a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth little by little:

If you ask me to be your teacher, I will...cough.

Well, it's not that this girl can't think about it.

PS: Today's first update... 3,400 words.