The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration is the favorite of the group

An Ranran kicked her calves, sat on a small stool and tore at the hem of the bright red skirt, and did not stop until she got obvious red marks on her hands: "It's a bitch, indifference, heh."

"...Indifferent? That man?"

"Male? Huh." An Ranran rolled her eyes towards the sky, and didn't bother to explain: "My sense of smell has always been very sensitive, especially for the smell of blood. The first time I saw your precious sister, I smelled it. Indifferent to that stench and disgusting smell."

"Your sister's matter is absolutely inseparable from his indifference. I will remember that disgusting venom smell forever." An Ranran clicked her lips: "So, what I sprayed out at that time was actually not a holy fire phoenix at all. At that time, the knife deviated a bit and wiped my heart, and what came out was only my normal blood."

"...Then why is your body still there?"

"Because my blood and my sister's little ice ball can indeed maintain your sister's body-soul fusion for a period of time. This is also a violation of the karma cycle, so I was punished by karma." An Ranran smiled slightly. Shrunken mouth: "Make the bird sad, make the bird aggrieved, hoot."

Bukele rubbed her hair: "...It's my fault."

"Your fault? Heh." An Ranran changed her face in an instant, she patted Bukele's hand, with a sharp look in her phoenix eyes: "Where did you go wrong?"

"……do not know."

"Your fault is that you refuse to tell me anything! You never say anything that can be said properly! And my sister is not even half as cute!" An Ranran stepped on Bukele's foot hard, suffocating Wrong, hum wrong.

"……My fault."

"Of course it's your fault! But you've never been willing to admit your mistakes! How could Feng Huanchao fall in love with you! She fell in love with you because she was blind! It's not easy to get along with at all That's all, not half as cute as my sister! giao!"

"...The phoenix is ​​still facing?"

"That pretty girl is blind to fall in love with you!" An Ranran proudly raised her chest and put her hands on her hips.

"……puff!"

Casxiu looked at An Ranran's rare burst of laughter, but was a little curious: "Huh?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." An Ranran forcibly held back her laughter, and just scolded herself. An Ranran is also a different talent.

"You think I'm difficult to get along with, maybe it's because I hate you." After a long time, Bukele finally spoke again.

"……what?"

I still don't understand the taste of love that other people talk about, and I even feel a little disgusted.

Now that I think about it, if the object is you, it is not a good thing.

However, if this relationship will affect the relationship between your sisters, I am willing to withdraw and stop disturbing you.

Probably everyone in the world lacks love, but I am the only one who lacks love.

"Don't you understand?" Bukele bit his lower lip: "You have been pestering me all this time, right?"

"Walking back while talking? You are so awesome." An Ranran sneered: "Stupid..."

"If you fight, I will accompany you. I don't care if you establish diplomatic relations. After all, I don't represent the wishes of all the elves. What I said that day is not without the real situation. An Ranran, you are very annoying."

Her eyes were too hot and hollow, and Bukele couldn't help turning his head away: "If you want to hit, do it as soon as possible."

What An Ranran replied to her was not a vicious fireball, but a sudden pounce with her head buried in her head, and her calves locked her waist.

His arms hurt from being bumped, and the scent of roses and other flowers mixed into his nostrils. Bukele spread his hands and lowered his eyes: "Come down."

An Ranran continued to cry unmoved, and Bukeli simply grabbed her leg and tore her off: "Can you stop being so childish?! Do you want to embarrass your sister?"

"... Huh?" An Ranran raised her eyebrows: "Why are you involved with me?"

An Ranran groaned and pounced again.

For the moment when she put her legs around her waist again, hugged her neck with her hands, determined to strangle him to death, and cried until the moment before she was about to burst his eardrum and deafen his ears, straight male cancer Bukele was very annoyed by her, so he took off one of his shoes, and gagged her mouth neatly.

Her crying stopped abruptly.

Buckle breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the world was finally quiet.

But then, An Ranran took out the shoe in her mouth with wide eyes, and used his shoe to slap him hard!
Before he could react, a scorching hot flame flew towards him.

Bukele managed to avoid it, but was still burned half of his face by her fire.

When he went to look at An Ranran again, a raging fire was ignited all over her body, and the other shore flowers bloomed in the fire, either bewitching or turned into ashes.

An Ranran's eyes reflected the unprecedented red flames, as if there were flames burning in them, but her eyes were extremely cold and glamorous, and even more... hated him to the extreme.

Her silver hair turned blood red again, and from the root to the end of her hair, flame roses surrounded her head, exuding the ultimate flame aura.

Bukele had never seen her coldness that seemed to emanate from her bones.

This glamorous, looks very much like a person in memory.

Wasn't it fine just now?Why did it change so much all of a sudden? !Is it possible that women can still be little monsters that people can't figure out?

An Ranran looked at him indifferently, and finally opened her mouth softly, her tone was as indifferent and cold as the indifference in her eyes.

She said: "I know your water will extinguish my fire, so before I have cultivated my extreme fire, you, get out of my domain, and don't let me see you again."

There was never-before-seen, tearing burning and pain on the face.

Actually, An Ranran was wrong.

Bukele's water can no longer extinguish her flame.

Maybe she doesn't even know it yet, but in fact, she has already surpassed her rebirth period and cultivated into an extreme flame at that moment.

This is not the purest phoenix flame and the flame of nirvana, or the poisonous phoenix death flame evolved from the fire attribute phoenix fallen devil.

For the first time, he really realized how terrifying the fire attribute of the holy fire phoenix bird is.

An Ranran grew a lot taller in this flame, almost reaching his shoulders.

Bukele glanced at her indifferently, then turned around and said: "...Take care of yourself, don't think about your sister too much, think more about your own family."

An Ranran: "...Why did you bring me with you when you were chatting?"

"Actually... I can understand Bukele." Seeing that An Ranran's face was pretty good, Casciu quickly defended him: "He..."

"Well, I see." An Ranran responded very lightly, as if he had already guessed something: "He is... worried about something."

"Well, and your concerns..." Cassio sighed lightly: "It seems not the same."

An Ranran pinched her chin lightly: "But actually... what surprised me the most was An Ranran."

"Ok?"

"Her anger is different, or in other words, her period is about to pass." An Ranran's answer was not very clear, she rubbed the center of her brows, and there was a gentle broken light in the strange-colored pupils.

The flame characters summoned by An Ranran tightly surrounded Bukele and imprisoned him. An Ranran seemed to have regained his spirit, turned his back and left quickly.

Bukele, who was imprisoned by the flame characters, was teleported from Nirvana Garden to An Ranran's Crystal Garden in an instant. An Ranran propped his face with one hand, and said in a somewhat dumbfounded way: "Ah... An Ranran kicked you out."

Bukele responded, and then he pulled out his chair and sat down without saying a word.

An Ranran then snapped her fingers, and An Ranran, who was stirring the light red juice in a white porcelain bowl, was teleported directly. She changed into a well-fitting dress, with a red skirt that could cover her knees, embroidered with Black roses ignited with fire flames and bloody butterflies bathed in fire.

In midsummer white porcelain plum soup, broken ice slammed against the wall, An Ranran didn't ask any more questions, but sat down next to An Ranran, and pushed the small white porcelain bowl to An Ranran's hand: "Plum soup, fresh, I added a little rock sugar and ice cubes."

"Okay." An Ranran let go of Casxiu's hand, held up the bowl in front of him, and sniffed it lightly. A moderate sweet and sour plum smell came into his nose, bringing the unique refreshingness of summer.

An Ranran is indeed acidophilic, and Casxiu can see this for all. He turned his head sideways and gently picked up An Ranran's long silver hair.

An Ranran got into An Ranran's arms first, humming and refusing to give him a hug.

"...An Ranran, I definitely had a grudge against you in my previous life."

"That must be done." An Ranran continued to moan.

Casciu was helpless, angry, and unwilling.

But there is no way.

"Who's next?" Pony Fly rubbed his hands, expressing that he was happy to hear and wanted to watch the fun.

"Next……"

An Ranran slightly raised her head and squinted her eyes, smiling with a hint of schadenfreude: "Behind my Nirvana Garden is Xiaojiu's Tingxue Garden."

"...And then?" Pony felt a little more uncomfortable.

"Xiao Jiu picked you."

"..."

Should I cry or laugh?
"Aren't you still gloating just now?" For Pony who ate a melon on his head, Stao suppressed a smile and even his shoulders trembled slightly.

"...The plan can't keep up with the changes, so can I refuse?" Pony was afraid of death, and he didn't even want to confront Zhuang Can.

An Ranran's hand stirring the iced drink in the bowl paused slightly, then put down the bowl: "You can go and discuss it with Xiao Jiu."

"...Then let's go." Pony waved his hand aggrieved: "She killed me."

She plays with the water expressionlessly, but the tail behind her honestly wags from side to side to show her good mood. It seems that she hasn't noticed that Pony has got out of the space-time rift.

In order to avoid disturbing her, Pony transformed into the wings of the holy spirit and quietly flew behind her.

Zhuang Can's sense of smell was not as good as An Ranran's, and he didn't realize that there was someone behind him all of a sudden.

Boldly, Pony stretched out a finger, wanting to poke the back of the makeup, but a deer suddenly rushed out from the side, probing Pony directly into the icy lake: "Bang!"

Zhuang Can was disturbed, and impatiently glared at the deer in the snow behind him: "Wei Lu, what are you doing again?!"

"...Master, there is an elf trying to attack you, I don't know how it got here." Lu Wei answered honestly.

Pony poked his head out of the icy lake water: "Woc! Who hit me?! I'm going to freeze to death Pony, the king of elves from the holy spirit department, okay?!"

"Just him?" Zhuang Can sneered, she rubbed the center of her brows: "He still doesn't dare."

"Owner?"

"...Ah, Xiao Jiu." Pony sneaked back silently: "Listen to my explanation, I just wanted to say hello to you, and didn't intend to sneak attack you, ah, yes, I didn't dare either."

Zhuang Can didn't look at him again, but turned to face Lu Wei: "Go down."

"But this elf is..."

"It's okay, it's probably sent by Xiaoli. I thought it would not be so easy for that Bukele to pass the level of the little bird." Zhuang Can gently tugged at the corner of his slightly wet skirt.

"Feng Guiyun actually sent the elf to us!?"

Poney, who was silent in the water, raised his eyebrows slightly.

To dare to call Feng Guiyun by his name so boldly...

This person should be very powerful?