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Blonde hair and blue eyes, contemptuous of all beings; innocent, as pure as a seraphim; blood is holy, devouring the sky and extinguishing the light; a proud young man, wandering the streets of hell. --Angel

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The big world of the universe.

On the junk food street next to the school entrance, there are not many newly opened milk tea shops.

"Milk tea, delicious and fashionable milk tea—" Xiao Wu stood in front of the door and hawked it. Passers-by glanced at the cute girl, then at the milk tea sign, and silently walked into the beverage shop next door.

The shape of the milk tea in the "Sweetness Seven" milk tea shop is very good-looking, but the taste is not good, and the price is preferred.This is the street near the primary school, and the simple primary school students still can't understand the essence of the Internet celebrity milk tea shop - expensive and fashionable.

Compared with a cup of milk tea that costs more than ten or twenty yuan, they prefer a delicious and cheap drink worth seven or eight yuan.Most of the parents who take their children to and from school are also people who live on a budget and do not advertise such flashy things.

After shouting for a while, Xiao Wu sighed dejectedly, "Feifei, I think we are such a failure, we only sold two cups today."

It started business at 04:30 in the morning, and now at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the primary school students are out of school.

Mo Zifei rubbed her hair, and handed her a cup of milk tea with light blue fruit juice and pure white milk, as if the blue sky and white clouds were poured into this cup of milk tea.

"Thank you, Feifei." Xiao Wu took the milk tea shyly, and then handed it back to Mo Zifei, "I'm not thirsty, you should drink it."

The milk tea in the sealed glass is very beautiful, but it is salty, sweet, and a bit greasy, which is really not good.

Mo Zi insisted on not answering, and said with a slight smile, "You have worked hard, drink a cup of milk tea to moisten your throat."

"No, no, I'm not working hard." Xiao Wu immediately straightened his waist, showing his energetic appearance, "I'm going to continue working."

After putting the milk tea on the cash register, Xiao Wu hurried to the door of the store and continued to yell, "Milk tea is on sale today, the second cup is half price—"

After school, the students poured out, bringing a wave of traffic to the milk tea shop.After five o'clock, the sun began to set.The students at the school gate were only in twos and threes.

From a distance, Xiao Wu saw a little radish head with blond hair and white skin, carrying a dilapidated schoolbag, coming out of the school gate sobbing.There was a lot of dust on the large school uniform with red stripes on white background.

"Little friend, did you fight with your classmate?" Seeing that little luotou stood on the side of the road for a long time but no adults came to pick him up, Xiao Wu took a handful of candies from the cash register and walked over to comfort him.

The sweet orange-flavored candy was handed to Xiaoluotou. Xiao Wuban squatted down and said with a smile, "Here, after eating the sweet candy, the pain will fly away."

Xiao Luobo raised her head, with a pair of wet blue eyes, she looked at Xiao Wu as if she was mentally handicapped, and said in a sweet voice, "Auntie, are you a younger sister, and you still believe childish lies?"

Candy has nothing to do with pain. He understood this truth when he was five years old.

Stunned, Xiao Wu understood the other party's sarcasm, and viciously ruffled his hair, "Kid, no one told you to be polite, respect the old and love the young?!"

The blonde hair is thin and soft, and it is very comfortable to rub.

Little Luobotou glanced at her indifferently, and answered her last question, "I didn't fight. Good kids can't fight."

"Then why are you crying? Did you get criticized by the teacher?"

Shaking his head, "The sand is blown into the eyes."

Xiao Wu took a closer look at his eyes, the tears stopped, and there was still a tinge of red in his eyes.She didn't believe the words "sand blowing into the eyes", "When will your parents pick you up? If you are bullied at school, you have to tell them in time."

Little Luobotou glanced at her expressionlessly, and whispered back coldly, "They're dead."

"Ah?" Xiao Wuyi panicked for a moment, as if he accidentally poked the child's wound.

"I'm a child from a nearby orphanage." Little Luobotou shrugged indifferently, showing a standard eight-toothed smile.

The smile is very cute, but there is no warmth.

"I'm an employee of the milk tea shop next door, do you want to come over for a while, or go back directly?" Xiao Wu asked after deliberation.

It was still early, Xiao Luobotou followed Xiao Wu to the milk tea shop and ordered a free glass of lemonade.Open your schoolbag and start doing your homework quietly.

He is a student in the sixth grade, but his height looks like a child of three or four years old.Thin, cold-skinned, docile and quiet when not talking, like a doll.

Xiao Wu sat opposite him, staring at his little face.Mo Zifei was standing at the partition wall of the aisle, the green beads on the jade pendant around his waist twinkling.

"Miss, what are you staring at me for?" Little Luobotou helplessly looked up at Xiaowu.

He had tried his best to ignore her, but the other party's gaze was too intrusive.

"It's nothing, I just think you're cute." Xiao Wu chuckled.Such a cute child, why do people still think about bullying him?

Blinking, Little Luobotou showed a big smile and asked, "I'm so cute, what do you think I'm a boy or a girl?"

"So cute, of course it's a boy." Xiao Wu replied affirmatively.

Although Xiaoluotou has a delicate face, is young, and feels a bit indistinguishable, but the short hair cut to expose the ears is a standard boy's head.

Little Luobotou just smiled and didn't speak.

"Isn't it right?" Xiao Wu was puzzled.

"I'm a girl~" Xiaoluotou smiled, pointed to the short hair on his head, and said, "However, I kept dreaming that I was a boy recently, so I cut this hair off."

After finishing speaking, he bit his pen and thought for a moment, "But the dean's mother said that I could have been a boy, but I became a girl because I didn't have money."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Wu was dizzy.

Boy or girl, isn't it determined at birth? How can you be a boy and a girl for a while?

"I don't know either." Little Luobotou herself didn't understand what the dean's mother said. She asked several times, but the dean's mother changed the topic and was unwilling to tell her.

Listening quietly to the two of them chatting, Mo Zifei lightly tapped the white dragon jade pendant with his fingertips.An invisible wave swayed, and the barrier quietly isolated the entire milk tea shop from the outside world.

"What were you doing in the dream?" Xiao Wu was curious about her dream.

"I don't remember." The picture in the dream was very messy, and it seemed to be continuous. Recently, I had this dream repeatedly, but I couldn't remember what dream I had after waking up. "I just remember, the me in the dream It seems very tired."

She vaguely felt that she was being bullied all the time in her dream, which made her very uncomfortable.

She is an abandoned orphan, but she has a kind dean mother. Although there are classmates who bully her at school, she is not afraid of them and fights back fiercely.

However, in the dream, she was very depressed.She really wanted to beat up the person who had been bullying her, but unfortunately she couldn't control herself in the dream, and could only watch herself being hurt over and over again in aggrieved manner.

"It's time to close, here's what's left for today, I'll give it to you." Mo Zifei took a cup of Qian Chen Zui Meng and put it in front of Little Luobotou.

"Thank you, big brother." Little Luobotou got up and bowed to Mo Zifei to thank him.

She didn't drink the milk tea right away, but obediently packed up her homework and prepared to go back to the orphanage.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously when she saw that she had packed up her schoolbag and was about to leave without drinking milk tea.

"I want to take it back to the dean's mother."

Xiao Wu felt that this child was really heart-warming. Spiritual power was added to the drunken dream, which could make the drinker fall asleep and have a good dream. After waking up, there would be no side effects, and it could also strengthen the body.Even if she takes it back and drinks it for the dean's mother, it's fine.

Only in this way, how to make this child fall asleep?

Unable to think of a way, Xiao Wu could only look helplessly at Mo Zifei for help.

Mo Zifei passed by like a gust of wind, and his fingertips touched the center of Little Luootou's eyebrows.The silver light sank into the center of the brows, and Xiao Luobotou immediately lowered his eyelids and fell into a coma.

Stretching out his hand to grab the fallen little carrot head, Mo Zifei helped her back to the sofa, laying down on her side.

"Feigong—lyre!"

The emerald bead flew to the top of Xiaoluobo's head, and the green light enveloped her.

The melody of the lyre played, and the green code flowed through her body like a trickle.

The image of the deepest memory extracted appeared in mid-air:

In the dim room, the blond boy sat with his back against the corner and knees bent.The neck, wrists, and ankles are all bound by iron chains.The white shirt was stained with dark red blood.The door opened with a creak, and the young man opened his eyes, the dark blue pupils were full of sharpness.

"You still hate me, right? Because I'm guilty." The young man raised the corners of his lips, half mocking and half self-satisfied.

The boy in the picture is very similar to Little Luobotou, like a delicate doll, indistinguishable from sex.In terms of temperament, the little radish head is more obedient, while the young man is rebellious.In terms of height, the boy was a head taller than her, and Xiao Luobotou looked like a little girl on the outside, but he was already a young man in his prime.

"This time is the modern world?" Xiao Wu asked.

"Well, it's similar to the West in the last century in the great universe." Mo Zifei put away the lyre and replaced it with the Pokong sword.

Xiao Wu behaved himself this time, walked up to Mo Zifei, and gently held his hand.Seeing that he didn't object, he clenched two more points.With a smear of powder on his face, he said softly, "I'm ready. Let's go."

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Western modern small world.

As soon as Mo Zifei and Xiao Wu landed, they encountered a street fight.The bullet flew past Mo Zifei's ear.

"Ahhhhh—" Xiao Wu screamed in fright, and hugged Mo Zifei's arm violently.At this moment, only Mo Zifei can give her a sense of security.

In a small alley with a single door wide, seven or eight people with machetes in their hands chased and killed a woman.

The woman was wearing high heels, running fast, and had a small pistol|gun in her hand.The alley is too narrow, women are afraid of accidentally hurting themselves, so they seldom shoot, and run forward desperately.

Xiao Wu and Mo Zifei were unfortunately caught in between.

The alleys extend in all directions, and when the pursuers saw the two people who suddenly appeared, they thought they came from another alley, "Get out! Anyone who dares to hinder me, chop them up, chop them up, feed the dog!"