After Becoming a Little |

The Xuanpao girl showed a gentle smile: "My home is in the Republic, don't worry."

The little Taoist nun Liguang pushed the white-clothed nun's wheelchair over, and the latter took out a warm jade gourd from her arms: "Master, warm your body with your wine."

"Huh? This gourd...why is it here with you?" Sister Shenxian took the jade gourd with some doubts, and shook it subconsciously.

Listening to the voice, there is not much wine, only a little.

"It's not here with me, but in this manor." The Taoist nun in white explained, "I heard that you once spent the night here, and finally mortgaged this jade gourd to the owner of the manor as a reward. After so many years, you A junior bought this manor on purpose, and bought back this gourd by the way."

"..."

Talking about the Taoist nun in white, she talked about the wild background of khaki, after all, he had to call the fairy sister to be a real aunt.

Sister Shenxian felt a little melancholy, and after a while wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I'm getting old, and when I miss these things, I always feel very sad."

She used to fight with her old friends and watched them grow old, but after a dream, things changed.

It is said that a good dream forgets the spring and autumn, but what about dreaming back to the boy with a sword?

She fell into a deep sleep again, and what she saw after waking up might not even be the people in front of her...

The snow in the sky is getting bigger and bigger. Sister Shenxian looked at the snow in the sky and sang a song——

"How can I be my friend, across the mountain ridge~"

"Who says a river is wide, but a reed can sail~"

"Hate forever, the road to death is long~"

"Looking up and looking up, leaning and hesitating..."

It was a very retro tune. Looking in the direction of the Republic, she sang with tears in her eyes, and finally her voice gradually became hoarse.

The girl in Xuan Pao lowered her eyes, feeling the feeling of losing an old friend, I am afraid that only she knows better than Sister Immortal.

The first legion of 10 races was exhausted and then supplemented. If it is simply calculated according to the establishment, the casualty rate of the legion has already exceeded 300%-this does not count the supporting brother race troops.

Only my human race would rather die singing in the rain than die under the fence of others.

Sister Shenxian pushed aside the jade gourd, took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine, and sprinkled it horizontally on the ground without hesitation, respecting the old man from a distance.

"The loyal bones of Qingshan, I will never stop, my temples are frosted, and my blood is still as old as before—"

Her loud voice made everyone in the manor subconsciously look over.

But what they saw was probably only the tearful white-haired woman in the snow, and the snow whistling and whirling up into the sky.

And the memory with a crying voice——

"Drink wins!!"

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After a long while, the Xuan Pao Nu put on her own Xuan Pao again.

Sister Shenxian changed into a white fox fur, with a furry scarf and a cloak wrapped around her shoulders. She observed it carefully for a while, and finally she was relieved: "It's not a real fox fur, um, yes, The fox is also very poor."

The Xuanpao girl found a piece of paper and handed it to Sister Shenxian: "Please sign it for me."

Little Aunt Liguang thought for a while, took out a portable photo printer from her sleeve, printed a photo of the fairy sister on the spot, tugged on the sleeve of the Xuanpao girl, and handed it to her.

Sister Shenxian has never seen such a small printer!

Then she began to study it very curiously: "Is this a new product of the notebook? Is it on the embargo list? If not, remember to take one home."

Little Aunt Li Guang thought about it with a blank face, then tiptoed to grab the printer, and pointed to the label on the back.

【Made in China】

Sister Shenxian showed a happy smile like a child: "Is it expensive? If it's not expensive, I'll take another one! Let's take a photo~"

Although Huanxiguan has a profound background and a wide network of contacts, there is one thing-poor.

Sister Shenxian has no money, she is capable, but if she has no money, she has no money.

There are currently three obasans in Huanxiguan, and they were poor when they left Huanxiguan.

Lu Wuxia wants to be a small editor and rent an old house with one bedroom and one living room.

Mrs. Jin had no money to find her teachers and sisters. She gritted her teeth and held two knives and wanted to go to gangsters, but she hit Mr. Jin's head by mistake.

The Taoist nun in white waited in the Taoist temple for the master and sister to come home. After eating the 25 catties of rice in the jar for a month, there were still [-] catties left.

Huanxiguan has no money, but there is Yunuanlou, with 22 five volumes of classics, including countless rare and orphaned ones, which have never been lost or damaged after hundreds of years of war.

This is probably the wealth of Huanxiguan—other than that, sister Shenxian even cut off branches to make up for the hairpin.

At any rate, she was born as a lady, but in troubled times, it was only on the day she left the customs that she knew that her relatives had all died in the war.

So he turned white all night, reentered the rivers and lakes, and died to live, but he became the one who lived the longest...

The little Taoist nun Liguang set up the gossip mirror, pushed her master, and walked up to the fairy sister with her short legs, putting her hands on the corners of her mouth and smiling.

【Click-】

The flash lights up, and the picture is frozen in the group photo of the three generations of master and apprentice.

Sister Shenxian turned her head to look at Xuan Pao Nu: "Let's take a picture too!"

The girl in Xuanpao thought for a while, then stretched out her arms and hugged Sister Shenxian directly. She didn't use much force, but it was very firm.

Sister Shenxian froze for a moment, then softened after a few seconds, and patted her on the back: "For a hundred years in the rivers and lakes, who says we are lonely...don't cry."

She could feel the loneliness of the other party, that kind of loneliness was not on the surface, but the loneliness that was cut off from the whole world in the bones.

The Xuanpao girl is just like her, both familiar and unfamiliar with this world.

What a weird kid...

The girl in Xuanpao didn't cry herself, she let go of Sister Shenxian, straightened her hands and pressed her shoulders, stared at her face for a long time, and finally sighed.

"I can't do it..."

Sister Shenxian asked curiously: "What can't be done?"

"I can't get it up." Xuanpao said the truth, very sincerely: "Because I like it so much, I want to collect it, and I don't want to use it to get it."

"???" Sister Shenxian tilted her head, and several question marks popped up.

"Forget it, let's take a picture first, maybe I'll get sick after a bit of preparation in the future?" Xuan Pao Nu stood beside the fairy sister, wanting to take a well-behaved group photo.

But Sister Shenxian happily hugged the arm of the Xuanpao girl and leaned over. The Xuanpao girl looked sideways helplessly, but there was a 'doting' expression on her face.

【Click-】

Two women with almost the same appearance were fixed in the photo. In the photo, one can almost tell who is the older sister and who is the younger sister—the one in Xuanpao is the older sister, doting and graceful, and the one in Baiqiu is the younger sister, with a big smile. Happy and free and easy.

It's hard to imagine that such a cheerful person would have such a fierce reputation that makes the whole dark world tremble.

In addition, those who captured ghosts back then were also strong men who could compare with CCTV's photographers. The latter could take pictures of flying mothers as fishing boats, 120 smoothbore guns as 30 anti-aircraft machine guns, and those who captured fairy sisters were able to take pictures of most of them. The girl who is always smiling is photographed as the white-headed Taixuan who kills Linglie.

On the back of the photo, I wrote "May my sister Yan Qingxin's wishes come true, my sister Yan Lingbi" in beautiful pen characters. The fairy sister yawned and smiled at the nervous expression of the white-clothed Taoist nun: "Don't worry, don't worry. I can last a while, and I will go to sleep when you are sure it is safe."

The girl in Xuan Pao is not worried that the so-called biohazard might be dealt with, after all, this has surpassed the scope of the struggle in the dark world, and the Empire of the Rising Sun is doing it to death.

Besides, there was no message from the protagonist group asking for help—if you want to come to Khaki Wild, you can take care of your opponents with his invincible protagonist halo, successfully become a villain who plans to stir up shit, and maintain Blue Star's bright future.

Sister Shenxian suddenly remembered something, and grabbed the sleeve of the Xuanpao girl: "I almost forgot, do you want to know why I can live forever?"

"Huh?" I don't know why she suddenly said this, the Xuanpao girl was stunned for a moment. She has seen longevity and so on. The magic sword gods of different worlds can basically live for more than 500 years. This is also considered longevity, that is. This is not old and quite rare.

The elves will not grow old, but the lifespan of ordinary elves is only 200 years, and they will look like middle-aged people when they die.

As for the kind of elves that are more than 1000 years old at every turn, and the giant dragons that are tens of thousands of years old, God knows which plane came out-with the leeway of this long-lived species, even if the civilization should be rubbed to the interstellar age with feet, pigs can accumulate There is a huge amount of knowledge, not to mention the wisdom of society.

Maybe it's because those planes have more racial aspirations?

Sister Shenxian took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, and spread out a few things that looked like pills.

She showed off the elixir on the handkerchief as if she was offering a treasure: "The first emperor made the elixir of life, you know that?"

The Xuanpao girl was shocked—what the hell?

Where did this "Myth" world line come from? !

Sister Immortal picked up one of the pills and stuffed it into her mouth, and then stuffed the other one to the Xuanpao girl: "Try it~"

The Xuanpao girl almost subconsciously activated the power of her soul, wanting what kind of treasure Kangkang is.

Then a burst of cheap cocoa butter substitute sweetness melts in your mouth...

"..." The girl in Xuanpao slammed her mouth, "Mai Lisu?"

"Hmph~ Yes, I found it in the house before, I don't know who bought the snacks."

Wrapping the handkerchief carefully and stuffing it into her bosom, Sister Shenxian squinted her eyes to enjoy the fragrance in her mouth: "Before I fell asleep, Mai Lisu just happened to rise in China. I always said that I would buy it and try it, but unfortunately I never had the chance—— — Mmm, delicious~"

The girl in Xuanpao couldn't help laughing. Just as she was about to say something, the wild khaki color that she praised as 'can become a unique shit-stirring stick' had already connected to the communication frequency band: "Miss!Come help! 』

The girl in Xuanpao pressed the earphone: "What's wrong?"

"Two Class A biological weapons appeared here, and I managed to kill one. The other one is about to divert and break into the residential area. Come and kill it!" 』

The girl in Xuanpao rubbed the center of her brows: "You wait, I'll come—"

Sister Shenxian sized her up: "What happened?"

"Well, to save people."

"Then let's go together." Sister Immortal greeted everyone in the manor to go out together: "Save people and lose land, save both people and land, we must ensure tactical advantages."

Speaking of which, the fairy elder sister stretched out her hand to the Xuanpao girl: "By the way, can you use my sword for me? I'll use it more conveniently."

The Xuanpao girl hesitated: "Your body—"

Sister Shenxian smiled calmly: "Before you fall asleep, let others remember that besides the Xuanpao Tyrant Lu Yanqing, there is also me, the white-headed Taixuan Lu Yanling, in the Republic. One more is one." .”

"..."

PS: I shouldn't be watching ancient dramas today (I can't control my hand, pa——

PS2: continue tomorrow