Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

"What..." Tang Wule's persona in front of everyone in Tangjiabao has always been an image of a lawless little bully. Even if Tang Jinghong knew that he was pretending, it was thanks to the plot. It is rare to see him like this. Can't help but look up at him with some doubts——

At this time, I suddenly heard a slight sound of "Ka——", and the mask that had never been taken off my cheek suddenly slipped to the side of the pillow, and only half of it was still covering the face, and the top of the left eye was covered by the mask. dim.

Mask strap loose?Tang Jinghong's mind was spinning fast, while reaching out his hand to put it on again, he slowly uttered the last word: "...Is it?!"

——But at that moment, she suddenly raised the ending sound, revealing a bit of astonishment...Her hand...

But soon she didn't have time to worry about any problems.

The visitor immediately let go of the quilt in his hand, pressed her hand with one hand, and was about to take off her mask with the other hand, and said in his mouth: "Hey, wait, let the senior brother take a look-speaking of it, You seem to be wearing a broken mask all the time, my brother still doesn't know what you look like."

The balance of power that was evenly matched in the past was now in a one-sided situation. Tang Jinghong felt that he had exhausted all his breastfeeding strength, but he still couldn't stop the trend of the mask from getting away from him, so he couldn't help cursing: "Tang Wule! Are you I don't want to fight!"

Tang Wule didn't try his best at all, grabbing the mask at this time, still taking time off, and said leisurely: "Just hit me~ But are you sure you can beat me like this?"

As he spoke, he looked her up and down maliciously.

Eh?Reminded by Tang Wule's words, Tang Jinghong vaguely recalled that when he was wearing the mask just now, he saw his hands... seemed to have become smaller?

The shoulders were a bit chilly, Tang Jinghong glanced out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw that the clothes that were originally fitting suddenly seemed to be a circle larger, wrapping her body loosely, even half of the shoulders were exposed because of the fight with Tang Wule just now .

Of course the clothes won't get bigger, it can only be that her body gets smaller.

What's the situation?Tang Jinghong's heart was a little chilled, and he had an intuition that it had something to do with that system, and was about to ask, but at this moment, Tang Wule saw that she seemed to be in a daze, so he gave a smirk, and suddenly pulled the mask forcefully——

Before regaining consciousness, Tang Jinghong subconsciously grabbed Tang Wule's arm with both hands.

Then the whole person was lifted up.

Fuck!Tang Jinghong raised his head expressionlessly.

Ouch!Tang Wule raised his eyebrows and lowered his head.

The four eyes met, full of astonishment.

As a result, the clothes, which were so loose that half of her shoulders could be exposed with a little struggle, were even more unwrapping. They hung on her small body with difficulty, as if they could be torn off with a single tug. Through the gaps in the clothes, even the looming white body can be seen.

But Tang Wule obviously didn't notice this problem. At this time, his eyes were all focused on Tang Jinghong's face, and he was a little surprised: "Your face..."

No wonder the junior brother always wears a mask.Tang Wule understood again.

——Tang Jinghong has a large scar around his left eye, which looks like a burn, but it is not ugly, and even the abruptness is omitted, it looks quite beautiful, like a black bird with wings outstretched. butterfly.

However, Tang Jinghong suddenly regained consciousness, a chilly feeling came from all over her body and in all directions, which made her no longer care about grabbing the mask.She immediately let go of her hand, barely grabbed the clothes on her body, and rolled into the quilt. By the way, she wrapped the whole person in, and said sullenly: "You go out first."

Tang Jinghong's movements were too fast, and Tang Wule had no chance to stop him. At this moment, the mask in his hand was still slightly warm. He couldn't help rubbing it between his fingers, looking at the small lump on the bed, Suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Tsk, why are you so shy, little brother—no wonder you never take a bath with our brothers, and Wu Yan said that you are cold and clean, but you are actually shy. You're a man, what's there to be shy about, let alone you're still a little baby with no hair yet..."

As he said that, he made a gesture to lift the quilt.

It's just that his fingertips just touched the quilt, and the bulging ball suddenly trembled slightly, and even Tang Jinghong's voice was trembling: "I'll let you go..." - this is the end of the sentence After a while, he softened his tone and said - "You go out quickly..."

Tang Wule was taken aback for a moment, but in the end he let go, scratched his hair, and said repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go out."

——If Tang Jinghong didn't change his words, his temper would turn up. No matter what happened to the little junior brother today, but it sounds like the little junior brother who is always stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat is suddenly so stern, even a little begging... I still feel like it's a bit of a loss.Tang Wule leaned against the door, touched Rhubarb's head beside him, and said pretending to be serious, "Do you also think I'm at a disadvantage?"

The tall Tibetan mastiff squatted in front of him, tilted its head, and let out a cheerful "owwow".

Tang Wule immediately stood up, pushed the door open again and entered.

But at this time Tang Jinghong had already got out of bed, with oversized clothes tied around his body indiscriminately, stepping on the stool with his bare feet, standing in front of a cabinet half as tall as an adult to search for things.

"Tsk." Tang Wule regretted not being able to tease anyone.

Hearing the voice, Tang Jinghong angrily turned his head and rolled his eyes at him, "I knew you were unreliable."

"Nonsense." Tang Wule immediately put on a serious look: "I'm here to pay you back." As he spoke, he threw the silver visor in his hand to her.

Knowing his temper, Tang Jinghong didn't care about it.

On the other hand, Tang Wule stood aside with folded arms, chattering endlessly: "I said, what's going on with you? Why did you suddenly become smaller? Don't you think there's anything wrong? By the way, if there's nothing wrong, can you let me I'm getting smaller too? I'm so handsome now, and I must have been cuter than you when I was a child. If I did something like this, my father and my mentors would be reluctant to beat me..."

Tang Jinghong took the visor and tied it on his face again, put on a face of "I don't want to talk to you", and continued to search in the box.Her current body is only about the size of her early teens, and her clothes at that age are almost all under the bottom of the suitcase, making it very troublesome to find.

Tang Wule talked for a while, seeing the short-armed and short-legged Tang Jinghong busy, he couldn't help saying: "Why bother looking for old clothes? Just ask the garment factory to send you a new set."

Tang Jinghong reacted abruptly, thinking why he was suddenly stupider than Tang Wule→_→.She got off the stool and was about to go out to ask someone to help bring a set of clothes. Tang Wule suddenly thought of something, gave a strange laugh, and said, "You're not afraid of scaring others like this—I'll go get it."

Tang Jinghong glanced at him suspiciously.

However, the expression on Tang Wule's face was never right, and she couldn't see any clues, thinking that there would be nothing wrong with a set of clothes anyway, so she let him go.

When Tang Wule left, Tang Jinghong sat cross-legged on the bed, while arranging his clothes, he began to call the system Jinjiang z7z2 in his mind, wondering why he had become smaller.

After a long time, I heard the mechanical voice of the system: "Received feedback from the host, after testing, there is a bug in the server, z7z2 is reporting to the administrator. We will do our best to restore it as soon as possible, please forgive me..."

The words come to an abrupt end here.

After that, no matter how Tang Jinghong called, there was no systematic sound.

She couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth - so, this is... the server twitched?

——Sure enough, it is produced in Jinjiang Literature City, and smoking is healthier ╮(╯_╰)╭Although it is inconvenient to become smaller or something, but if it is just the system, it will always recover. Tang Jinghong is not very worried. It was something else—she closed her eyes and felt it.Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the martial arts cultivation base is still there, then there is nothing to worry about.

After a while, Tang Wule actually delivered the clothes to her personally.

"You're in a good mood today? You're so easy to talk to." Tang Jinghong gave him a surprised look, took the clothes anyway, thanked him, and turned to change in a cubicle beside him.

Tang Wule smiled without saying a word.

It seemed a bit long for Tang Jinghong to change clothes. Tang Wule waved out the door boredly, and the tall Tibetan Mastiff jumped in cheerfully, rubbing against him affectionately.

The sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded at this moment.

Tang Wule didn't seem to notice it, and rubbed his arms around Rhubarb's neck.

A life-chasing arrow came through the air.

Tang Wule put his arms around Rhubarb, rolling on the ground as if casually.

The tip of the arrow grazed the tip of his ear and nailed half an inch deep into the floor where he was originally, and the green feathers on the tail of the arrow trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, there was the friction sound of the gears of the machine, and Tang Jinghong's gnashing of teeth: "Tang Wule, you son of a bitch, come and fight!"

——It's just that this voice has a bit of a baby-like sound, which only makes people feel very cute.

Tang Wule smiled and signaled Dahuang to go out, then turned to look at Tang Jinghong, almost fell down with a smile: "Isn't this cute? Jing, Hong, Xiao, Shi, sister~"

The ending sound is infinitely elongated, with a hint of ridicule.

Tang Jinghong, who was wearing a Tangmen Lolita school uniform, gritted his teeth, and then mercilessly fired a soul-destroying arrow.

——Damn it, I knew this guy had no good intentions!