One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

She put what seemed to be a mold aside and installed it, and then asked, "Auntie, didn't you go to school today?"

"It's just a meeting. The earthquake hasn't passed yet. How can we start class so quickly."

"Oh……"

Yan Lu nodded thoughtfully, but didn't ask any questions.

"Is A Lu okay recently?"

The eldest girl moved her buttocks to lean against Gu Wulian's legs, put her head on those plump and soft thighs, and said lazily: "There is nothing wrong with my friend at the moment... She is now Still out of town and not back."

As she said this, she rubbed the flesh on Gu Wulian's leg: "Although the information she gave me was that...the commissions kept coming, after all, such a big thing happened. But she's not here, so she didn't So easy to decide."

Gu Wulian stroked Yan Lu's soft black hair, and sighed softly: "Jun Mi is really... very confused now."

Even though the entire Jiuhua has tried its best to carry out the reconstruction of Junmi, the scars caused by the natural disaster are there. The chaos and shutdown cannot be subsided within a few days.

No matter how hard the authorities try to allocate resources, there will always be endless problems waiting to be solved, and manpower is limited.

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that cultivators who run offices like friend Yan Lu have received many commissions.

But... the ones who went to find her were probably not from ordinary families. Do people from unusual families have so many accidents?

"Did she not plan to come back?" Gu Wulian was rather curious.

In fact, she really wanted to meet Yan Lu's friends... Although she didn't have the idea of ​​meddling in the big girl's social life, as a parent, it was always inevitable to have such thoughts.

It's just that when this topic was mentioned, Yan Lu always talked about him from left to right. Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Gu Wulian seldom talked about related topics.

"Her? She is very stubborn."

Ms. Yan Lu poked and rubbed the snow-white tender meat: "It's impossible to come back if you don't achieve your goal. Send me a message if you still have time to ask me if I'm alive or dead. It's already very face-saving."

She untied her ponytail and brushed the ends of her hair over the white-haired Lolita's legs.

Ms. Gu held down the big girl's mischievous hand and flicked her forehead lightly.

Yan Lu laughed, turned his head, put his chin on Gu Wulian's thigh, and asked curiously, "Where is Auntie? Is there anything Auntie wants to do?"

"……I?"

"correct."

The woman put her arms around the slender and soft waist, buried her face in her aunt's lower abdomen, and said in a muffled voice: "Didn't my aunt say that from now on, there will be no Emperor Zhenxian?"

"After Junmi City is almost rebuilt..."

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly and charmingly: "Let's go on a trip, aunt."

"Just the two of us."

Gu Wulian was silent for a while, then patted her head, smiled lightly and agreed, "Okay, just the two of us."

Not long after Psheton started, she felt the breath of an old friend in Yujing far away without even passing through the ring.

That murderous aura has lasted for thousands of years, and only one person can easily drive it away.

Gu Wulian is not sure whether Yan Lu has defeated her past self, but she can be sure that the big girl who is lying on her lap now, with a venomous tongue in front of outsiders, but always like a cat in front of herself, has the same relationship with her ancestors. The same determination and courage.

The white-haired girl gently caressed A Lu's cheek with her eyes, and the latter closed his eyes in enjoyment, making a soft whirring sound.

In fact, after the disaster, Yan Ping'an sent her a message asking about Yan Lu's situation.

For Yan Lu now, there should be only two things that bother her.

The first, and most important thing, is to undo the curse that haunts her.

The second, without a doubt, can only be the conflict between her and Yan Ping'an.

Now that Yan Lu has the courage to face the power that she doesn't want and dare not touch, is it possible that she is also willing... to face the past that she doesn't want to reconcile?

Gu Wulian, who once heard Yan Lu calling for her mother in a low voice in the middle of the night, sincerely hoped that Yan Lu and Yan Pingan could have a good talk, not only for Yan Lu, but also for Yan Pingan, who is also the descendant of her best friend.

It's just that she hasn't been able to find a suitable entry point to talk about this matter with Yan Lu, so she needs to think carefully.

Yan Lu didn't know what her aunt was thinking about her, she just felt that her aunt's hand... seemed to be warmer than before, with more feelings that she couldn't describe.

Haha~ I'm a little sleepy, remodeling is really hard work...

Under the soft and warm touch, a misty and sweet sleepiness poured into the big girl's mind from the tip of her heart. She yawned, twisted her body, and slowly closed her eyelids under the trembling eyelashes.

Gu Wulian smiled lightly and pushed back the hair from the woman's cheeks, put his hand on the back of her head and held it gently, and also yawned slightly, tilted his head slightly, and closed his eyes peacefully.

The snow-white long hair fell down, entangled with Yan Lu's hair, without distinction.

On the window sill, there are dolls placed on the cute and lively succulents. If you look closely, you can see that it seems to be missing parts similar to the base, and it is incomplete.

But when it is placed on this pot of lotus-shaped succulents, it appears to have a further level of perfection.

In the corner of the living room, the shelf for the succulents was cracked by the earthquake, and there was no time to replace it.

However, under the cracked partition, there are rows of exquisite and expensive models, which serve as supports to prop up the originally unstable board, allowing the succulents on the board to be placed firmly.

In this not-so-spacious little apartment——

She rested contentedly and peacefully with her.

Chapter 150 Six - Moving Bricks!

The aggressive off-road vehicle stopped at the edge of the ruins with the screech of brakes, but the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes who came down from above was dressed simply and did not match the car he was sitting in at all.

"Master." The driver rolled down the window and said in a low voice, "The master asked me to remind you..."

"I know."

The young man waved his hand: "I still have some sense and sense, so let him rest assured."

"Okay, I will." The driver responded and drove off quickly.

And the third-year student of Daxia College named Bai Jun glanced at the 2000 yuan garbage on his wrist that he usually owed even if he took a second look. After confirming the time, he put his hands in his pockets and strode into the construction that was in full swing. in ruins.

"Where did it come from, who is it?"

The entrance to the construction site was quickly greeted and intercepted.

"Cultivators from Daxia Academy to assist in the reconstruction work." The young man bowed his head politely, "Mr. Bai, my name should be on the list."

"... Oh, a student from Daxia Academy."

The man wearing the hard hat took out his phone and swipe it twice, then looked up at Mr. Bai for a while, nodded clearly and said, "Okay, got it, let's go in...wait!"

He trotted into the small room at the entrance of the construction site, and then returned quickly, except that he had an extra... conspicuous yellow-orange helmet.

"Put this on." The man handed the helmet to Jun Bai.

"..." The young man's eyelids twitched, but his smile was still warm, "I am a cultivator, so there is no need to..."

"What's wrong with the cultivator? The cultivator is also a human being, no matter what kind of god it is, he must wear a hard hat when entering the construction site."

The man stuffed the ugly hat to Mr. Bai, and at the same time warned unceremoniously: "You are not allowed to take it off, you have to write it down, remember! Your classmate is now in the open space on the left turn." , go find them."

The young man with the hard hat stared blankly at the man striding away, somewhat at a loss.

— Does he not know who I belong to?

Or, it could be...

Bai Jun suddenly realized. He looked down at the ugly helmet in his hand. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he put it on his head, buttoned it, and walked into the construction site.

Following the instructions of the man just now, he quickly found his classmates... and his juniors.

"Hahahaha Mr. Bai, you look like a fool!"

Among the men and women who were chatting not far away, a young man spotted Bai Jun approaching, and burst into exaggerated laughter after seeing his appearance: "You are so dumb!"

Bai Jun smiled gently indifferently: "Everyone is wearing hard hats, it's nothing funny."

"But you look very dull." Zhao Zhuyue smiled happily, so happy that it was hard for people to feel the malice in it.

And Ming Chang in the crowd pushed up his glasses and observed these two well-known seniors in Daxia Academy.

Lord Bai, the direct descendant of the Bai clan of Zhaohe, Zhaohe Province is one of the most affluent provinces in Jiuhua. Although the Bai family has not been involved in politics, it can be said that the power in the business world is not small. It has been rooted in Zhaohe Province for nearly 500 years. For a prominent family.

Zhao Zhuyue, whose name is very elegant and bookish, but he is a 1.9-meter strong man. He grew up in the military compound. Luo Long can be regarded as his ancestor. In terms of background, he came here more than any of the descendants of the aristocratic family present. a.

Bai Jun has won numerous awards in Daxia Academy, and his personal strength should not be underestimated, but he is a coquettish person, always lingering on those superficial vanity, so Ming Chang doesn't like this person very much.

And Zhao Zhuyue...has excellent skills in magic, and is very keen to find others to learn from. She is a real martial idiot. It leaves a lot of psychological shadow, and the wind reviews are also very subtle.

"Look at it this way..."

The girl thought silently, and turned her gaze to the young man who was looking at the building materials thoughtfully.

"It's just that the fifth cloud is more normal."

As a student who has never missed any of Gu Wulian's classes, Ming Chang somewhat regards Fifth Yunzhao, who is often praised by Gu Wulian, as an opponent. However, she does have to admit this person's talent and character.

He neither hides his clumsiness excessively because he is afraid of being caught, and his usual style is open and frank; he also does not overbearing, and gets along very well with the classmates around him. The reputation of the freshmen and sophomores of Daxia College is very good, and he is very knowledgeable, so it is estimated that he will become a man of the hour in Daxia College in a short time.

As for the students of the other two aristocratic families, Ming Chang didn't pay much attention to them. They are very ordinary children who are good at hiding their clumsiness under the careful education of the aristocratic families and rarely show it to the outside. It is in the majority, but for Ming Chang, there is no value worthy of her analysis.

She glanced at her watch, and there were still 10 to 10 minutes before the stipulated time. All the students had arrived, but the teacher hadn't come yet, but Ming Chang was sure that she would arrive on time about [-] minutes earlier.

and next...

The girl lowered her eyes and pondered, flashing dozens of different plans in her mind.

Next, it is time to display their respective means.

This assisting in post-disaster reconstruction activities is undoubtedly an important resume, but Ming Chang doesn't care about this, she cares more about Teacher Gu's evaluation and... approval.

She had repeatedly thought about and deduced the spells and techniques that Gu Wulian had taught in class last night, and she had to demonstrate them one by one in this activity today.

For Ming Chang, this is an extraordinary exam, and for others... the same.

Bai Jun's coquettish guy didn't wear that custom-made suit, and Zhao Zhuyue didn't think about breaking his wrists immediately after seeing these powerful classmates, and restrained that martial idiot character...Other The students also have their own preparations, and they even seem a little nervous.

After all, the person in charge of their group is none other than Gu Wulian, who is very famous in Daxia Academy.

After that world-shattering change, this Mr. Gu... put on a veil that made people subconsciously associate many things.

Nobody wanted to upset her, absolutely not.

As it should be, the conversation between Zhao Zhuyue and Bai Jun only lasted for a short while and then ended.

They were all waiting for that person to arrive.

Fifth Yunzhao, who had been observing the entire building and various building materials, didn't think too much about it. He just silently calculated the Yuan Ling that would be consumed when moving it, and used it to plan.

Beside him, a weak-looking girl leaned over and whispered, "That, fifth classmate."

"...Huh?" Fifth Yunzhao turned to look at her, "Is there something wrong?"

"So, this time we just help move the building materials?"

Fifth Yunzhao frowned slightly: "Didn't your teacher send you a specific announcement? It should have explained our mission clearly enough."

"Sorry, sorry, I read it, just, just want to confirm."

The girl waved her hands in a panic and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

The young man glanced at her, said nothing, and continued to calculate.

Etiquette belongs to etiquette...How can a cultivator who can be admitted to Daxia Academy not even have such confidence and confidence to speak, and speak so tremblingly.

This kind of mind can't go very far.

He shook his head, no longer taking the girl's matter to heart.

And just as all the students were thinking about it, a white-haired girl wearing a special small hard hat had already stood at the height of the building with her arms crossed.

Ms. Gu arrived at the scene a whole hour earlier this time because of the pre-emptive sign during the meeting. Her hard work paid off, and she was definitely not the last one to arrive this time.

Gu Wulian has long been familiar with all the information about the eight students below after repeated reading.

However, she does not intend to show up for this reconstruction assistance event.

Because she knew exactly what the students were thinking.

Among these eight people, one or two are sincere and participated in this event with the fundamental purpose of assisting in the reconstruction. Gu Wulian is already thankful.

Most of them are nothing more than taking this event as some kind of assessment, or to add a beautiful resume to themselves. Their fundamental purpose has little to do with assisting in the reconstruction.

but……

The man at the entrance of the building strode towards the students of Daxia College for some reason: "What are you waiting for, you are going to start working."