After Becoming a Little |

The leading lady immediately felt that this child was not only cute, but also sensible - he really looked like his own sister!

In fact, as long as she is a good girl, she feels like her sister, after all, her sister is the most perfect girl.

Looking at the watch, it was already time for the handover, so the young lady who guided her showed a smile, squatted down and looked at the little Taoist Li Guang at the same level: "Sister, will I take you to buy it?"

As she said that, she stretched out her hand, her palm facing the little Taoist nun Liguang.

The latter stared silently at the slightly hideous knife mark on her wrist, and was silent for a second without speaking.

Following the gaze of little Taoist Li Guang, the leading lady who looked at her wrist shrank her fingers subconsciously, then pulled her hand back with a forced smile, and lowered her sleeve to cover her wrist: "That... my sister still has something to do, I'll bring you a Let's go."

【ding dong——】

The elevator door opened, and the young lady was guided to stand up and say a few words to the colleague who came to take over the shift, preparing to lead the way ahead.

But behind her came the feeling that the hem of the clothes was being gently tugged. She turned her head and saw that Li Guang's hands came out of the sleeves and grabbed her hem.

Seeing the leading lady turn back, Liguang Little Stewed Chicken Noodles let go of her hand, then stretched out her little hand and held it in the direction of the other party: "Please take me there, thank you."

The leading lady's lips twitched a bit, and then she gave a hearty smile: "Let's go, my sister's treat!"

The people in the hotel froze for a moment, looked over subconsciously, and then continued to resume their activities, watching them walk out of the hotel lobby and turn left to the 24-hour convenience store next door.

The neon lights outside the hotel illuminate the dark night sky and the slightly curly snowflakes.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the 12th floor, Aliya turned her hands behind her back to the direction of the night sky outside, and next to her was the muscular sister Guiaige who was squatting to check the glass.

Ai Ge let go of the hand rubbing the glass: "A special bullet-proof film and a deflection light film are attached. If it is from the outside, unless it is an experienced sniper with a special heavy-duty precision rifle, it is possible to snipe... But it is only possible, there is no way to guarantee the success rate.”

As she said that, she raised her eyes and looked out the window: "The main reason is that there are no suitable commanding heights around, so it's still safe."

"That is to say, I dare to listen to what you say. If the milk beer rhubarb says so, I will check out immediately." Alia smiled lightly, then seemed to notice something, and looked down at the street under her feet.

In that street, there were normal vehicles rolling forward with snowflakes, but a taxi seemed to have accidentally steered the wrong steering wheel, causing the vehicle to lose control and slip, and unexpectedly knocked over the orange guardrail in the middle, and went straight to the hotel to the hall door.

The corner of her mouth curled up in a disdainful arc, and Aliya was really a little bit dumbfounded at the big devil's petty fights—couldn't she be tougher and get a self-destructing truck or something to directly crash into the headquarters of the Ninth Bureau's Northern Bureau?

Maybe when all the masters in the ninth game are directly reimbursed, no one can stop her from crushing Alia with all her firepower?

I'm so unmotivated...

However, at the entrance of the hall, the guide lady who had just left was frightened by the sudden rush of the taxi, her face turned pale.

The front of the taxi was slightly sunken, and the orange-yellow guardrail leaning over made a twisted metal creaking sound, and the rubbing part on the ground even melted the snow on the ground, forcibly rubbing out a spark visible to the naked eye. Just like that, roaring like a beast, it went straight to it.

The moment the leading lady came to her senses, she realized almost subconsciously that her position was too passive—there were marble pillars at the hotel gate on the left and right. It was almost as if the size had been chosen, and it was stuck here and bumped into it.

An old off-road vehicle with a Dongshan license plate rushed out sideways, and stopped the out-of-control taxi in the middle of the road. The sound of the roaring engine and the rapidly spinning wheels roared together, and the taxi moved sideways directly against it. Drive for several meters.

But Newton is still nostalgic for Blue Star. The guardrail that was pushed against the front of the car flew forward according to the inertia. The heavy steel guardrail with sharp stubble just swept over and attacked the two people on this side. .

Guide the young lady to look at the sharp oblique section that was getting bigger and bigger in sight, like a super large needle, and subconsciously took half a step back, but was tripped by the steps under her feet.

Her last subconscious move was to turn around and try to embrace Li Guang's small stewed chicken noodles in her arms, with her back facing the direction of the guardrail, so as to ensure the safety of the third girl.

It's just that the moment she turned around and opened her arms, she saw that the little Taoist nun Li Guang's face had changed with a calm face, but her eyes were still gentle - the eyes became solemn and sharp, like a head being provoked. Against the background of neon lights, there is a cold and fierce light visible to the naked eye.

Almost at the same time, she shook her arms away from the embrace of the leading lady, turned around and threw her up the steps, and grabbed the silk ribbon tied with the oil-paper umbrella in front of her with her hands and pulled it hard. Holding the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, he raised his head high, and slashed towards the steel guardrail flying in front of him——

"break!!"

"Zheng——"

The glance that led the young lady to look back, what she saw was a cold sword light that even the neon lights could not hide...

PS: The filling is completed, but the crown feels a bit bigger, and I am not very comfortable with it...

PS2: Nothing to do tomorrow, start to make up

Chapter 793 0777- Strange NPC added (5/5 for "Bottle Fine" blade

The clear drink of 'Bro--' stirred up the wind and snow.

With Li Guang slashing out with his sword, the flow of time seemed to slow down.

The oil-paper umbrella shell, which was just made of pure bamboo and wood, collided heavily with the guardrail that flew over. The wooden shell shattered little by little, and the twisted bamboo strips burst into white plant fiber stubble. It fell like snow, revealing the sharp dark blue long sword inside.

The long sword's three-foot green edge reflects the scorching sword light in the neon——

"Zheng——"

Qingming!

During the dancing of the sword light, the Qingming sword was as easy as a hot knife cutting into butter, easily cutting a hole in the steel guardrail, followed by a backhanded Su Qin's back sword by the little nun Liguang , acting like a small spinning top in the breach of the guardrail.

She's spinning!

The opening cut straight from the guardrail to the end, like a torn cloth, and then with Li Guang's little hands swinging away, the sleeves were thrown to both sides to relieve the force. With the strength just now, the guardrail It was disconnected like a wooden table that was blasted at the waist and then flew to both sides in a martial arts TV series. With unpretentious sound and light special effects, it fell obliquely and made a heavy impact, breaking a few sidewalk floor tiles At the same time, a cloud of snowflakes splashed.

If this is the end of everything, it is undoubtedly a perfect solo show of the little nun Liguang.

But Li Guang, who used the Qing Ming Sword, forgot one thing—that is, she herself is too young.

pointing...

Aliya told her several times that because of her size, her core strength was insufficient. Although her explosive power was comparable to that of an adult male, she still couldn't achieve a crushing continuous output, so it's best not to fight head-on, or she would be easily forced to give up. Out of the original position, resulting in subsequent advances and retreats.

But when the incident happened suddenly, how could there be so much leeway to implement it after thinking about it?

In order to protect the leading lady behind her, little Taoist nun Liguang had no choice but to carry it so hard—otherwise, with her height, she just squatted down on the spot, believe it or not, hitting the guardrail on the stairs would be considered flat. Can't hit her head even if you lie down?

It's a good thing that she is short, and she is born with physical attack dodge, so both others and her opponents have to use moves that specialize in the lower three lanes.

So after carrying the railing, which was an accident among accidents, Li Guang's small stewed chicken noodles had to be thrown back, and a not-so-round parabola was drawn in the surprised eyes of the leading lady, and it fell on the ground. On the smooth ground in front of the hotel lobby, Ding Ling rolled a few times to relieve her strength.

At any rate, it was the steel guardrail that the speeding car hit. Under normal circumstances, piercing through the two people is no different from stringing candied haws. Liguang's small stewed chicken noodles can handle it with just a few rolls, which is already very good.

But when she was rolling, after that strange 'jingling jingling' sound, there were small objects scattered all over the floor.

What Emei thorns, electric shock rods, iron dysentery, the silver light is like a 999 knife dropped by a monster, full of exaggerated style of painting, messy and everything - the guide lady rolled her throat, and even looked inside There are two maces that are as small as iron hammers, and the sharp spikes on them are daunting.

Little nun Liguang turned over, patted the dust on her body, and started to pack those things.

Just at this time, a car of bread men jumped out of the car that was rushing out of the Ninth Bureau, swarmed up and dragged the taxi driver out and pressed him to the ground. look back.

Because they were afraid that the other party had hidden tools that would explode if they disagreed, everyone was very nervous at the moment, so nervous that the huge metal shield pressing the innocent master was stunned by the strength of several strong men. If it's bigger, you have to crush people into cakes on the spot.

The leading lady twitched at the corner of her mouth, and when she turned her head, the ground was clean and there was nothing left, only the big sleeves of little Taoist nun Liguang hanging down, dragging a blue three-foot long sword in her hand ——This is the only thing she can't put away, she can only carry it behind her back with an oiled paper umbrella.

Little Aunt Li Guang also turned her eyes away from the cadres of the Ninth Bureau, looked at the Qingming sword in her hand without the disguise, and pulled it from her sleeve helplessly, pulling out a palm-width sword, and pulling it out. It should be two meters long of silk cloth, and then added two pieces of wood from the umbrella sword before, pressing it on the sword spine to prevent the cloth from being torn by the Qingming sword's sharpness, and then sealed it again on the back.

The packing process is very quick, and the technique is rhythmic and pleasing to the eye - nothing but familiarity.

Although the leading lady stared and felt that she might be hallucinating, compared to those weird little details, the safety of the little Taoist nun is the most important after all-this is Mrs. Jin's third daughter.

Seeing that the little Taoist Liguang was safe and sound, the leading lady seemed to have been drained of all her strength at once, and she slumped on the steps, staring straight down at the heavy steel guardrail beside her— —The edges and corners of the marble steps and slabs were crushed by the guardrail.

The white gravel fragments on the place where it hit and fell, thinking that stones are definitely much harder than human bones when they are intact, if it hadn't been for the little Taoist Liguang to take action, she might have to lie down. Here it is.

A small hand stretched out, and the little Taoist nun Liguang asked in the direction of guiding the young lady, "Are you okay?"

"..." Miss Gui suddenly came back to her senses, and subconsciously curled up: "No, it's okay...I'm fine——"

She looked like she was facing some extremely terrifying beast, panicked.

The chaotic thoughts didn't know where they came from, but they filled her heart, making her very confused.

Little nun Liguang paused for a moment, retracted her small hands, nodded, and then walked towards the convenience store next door with small steps.

Listening to the chaotic footsteps, loud noises, and quarrels beside her ears, the young lady guided her to cover her face with her hands, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress her palpitations.

Sure enough...they are all monsters...so scary...

Originally, she shouldn't have this kind of fear when she was licking blood with a knife, but how many people can stick to their hearts when they can face the murderous mother's monster?

As if she had become a mother-monster who guides the little sister's inner demons, and now she twisted into the appearance of the little nun Liguang. The flash of sword light was like a stabbing knife, cold landed on his forehead——

a little cold...

Then the leading lady found that there was really something on her forehead...

But it's not a knife, nor is it a flying sword or a long sword, but a whole version of Shuangwaiwai.

Little Aunt Li Guang stood in front of her, holding the drink in her small hand, and lightly poked her raised cheek again.

The leading lady's skinny cheek was sunken a little bit, and then bounced back, which looked quite funny.

She looked down and saw that the little Taoist nun Liguang was carrying a big cloth bag. It was obvious that it was specially used for grocery shopping, not the plastic bags commonly found in convenience stores. For... something rather 'civilian'.

Happy water, potato chips, AD calcium milk, marshmallows, even two packs of spicy sticks and several packs of Mai Lisu, and some other small snacks such as beer pickled chicken feet, drunkard peanuts and the like.

No matter how you look at it, the kind that has nothing to do with their identities—the leading lady’s eyes are a little dazed, shouldn’t they eat delicacies from mountains and seas with elegance, and taste those gourmet delicacies that may cost someone else a year’s salary per table ?

The little Taoist nun Liguang sent the version of Shuangwaiwai forward, her face was expressionless but serious, as if she had caught a mouse and came to give it to someone...

owl.

The leading lady raised her eyes and looked around. She didn't know how long the time had passed. The empty square in front of the hotel had been cleaned up. The two cars that collided with each other were gone. She didn't know that she was sitting here. Someone covered her with a military overcoat—presumably she felt that she was frightened, and she didn't disturb her for a while to ask anything.

"Please drink." Little Taoist Li Guang saw that she didn't answer, so she put the version of Shuangwaiwai in her arms, and after thinking for a while, she added: "When I was young, I was uncomfortable, and the master would give me this. delicious."

"……thanks."

"If you encounter an accident, don't be afraid." The little Taoist nun Liguang who rarely talked a lot raised her finger to the sky: "They are watching."

"They? Who?" The leading lady subconsciously looked up at the sky. It was a pitch-black night, densely covered with lead clouds, and full of snowflakes.

"Ancestors, they bless you."

"First... huh—" I don't know what I thought of, and the young lady led a self-deprecating look on her face, her legs were gathered, and she hugged her like this, curled up under the military coat, like a homeless Stray cat: "They won't look at me, they'll just hate me."

"why?"

"Because... because I'm just a loser." The leading lady sniffed, and didn't say much about her desire to confide in details.

She was pretty cool before, but after being frightened by this, she seemed to be hit unreasonably severely.

Little Aunt Li Guang blinked her eyes, and just about to say something, she raised her eyes and found a bright red embroidered cloak, like a golden and silver falling flame, dancing on the steps——

With the appearance of so many adjectives, it is natural that the protagonist Ai Zhen Liya came out.

"Elder Sister."