Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

boom--

A small palace collapsed.

"Little Ancestor, my little aunt, please stop making trouble. My Ninth Palace cannot withstand your destruction."

A man in white clothes looked at the collapsed palace and cried without tears, his face full of helplessness. The other men dressed as attendants in white looked at their noses, their noses and their hearts, and lowered their heads silently.

"Nine Envoys, I see your little palace is quite strong! I pushed it three times before it collapsed."

Nan Xiang tapped his toes and stood on the collapsed stone pillar. He looked at the man in white known as the Nine Envoys with a smile. He spread his hands and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, my hands are itchy."

Jiuye sighed softly and said very attentively: "Little ancestor, 99 lives have passed, and your misfortune has finally been overcome..."

Nanxiang said "Oh" casually, and then a wall next to the collapsed small palace also collapsed.

Jiuye: ...(?o?o) Little ancestor, I haven’t finished speaking yet.

Jiuye was calculating the maintenance cost of the palace. He was afraid that Nanxiang would continue to harass his ninth palace, so he said hurriedly:

"Little Ancestor, you proposed to the Lord God to return to the previous 99 lives and achieve HE in each life, and the Lord God agreed!"

Nan Xiang flew to the top of the wall that had just collapsed and lightly swung his sword towards the roof, with a smile on his face: "Oh, I'm sorry, Ninth Envoy, my hand slipped."

9. The Great Wronger·Ye: ...Ancestor, just be happy.

Jiuye picked up a white curly ball from the space and threw it to Nan Xiang: "Little ancestor, please continue, this is the quick travel system arranged for you by the Lord God."

Nan Xiang looked at the curly ball thrown in a parabola and dodged it.

Jiuye: "...little ancestor, why don't you continue?"

Nan Xiang stared at Jiuye with a smile but not a smile, and his face was full of questions: "You asked me to take over and I will take over?"

Jiuye: ...Okay, you are the little ancestor, you are the oldest.

And what about curly balls? It fell to the ground with a thud, and its four small claws slid around. It tried hard to stand up, but its left front leg stepped on its right hind leg, slipped again, and rolled around.

Curly Hair Ball was stunned and lay limply on the ground. He looked at Nan Xiang aggrievedly and said in a sweet voice, "Master, it hurts so much~"

"You're stupid." Nan Xiang glanced at the curly ball with disgust, hugged it sincerely with both hands, and stroked its fur.

Curly Hair Ball was crying while forming a contract with Nan Xiang: "Master, am I really stupid?"

Nan Xiang took a serious look at Curly Ball and nodded: "Yes, really."

Curly Hair Ball felt like his heart was broken into pieces, and his whole body became more emo.

Nan Xiang's conscience ached a little when he saw his little fool looking aggrieved.

Well, this little fool might as well stay stupid.

After figuring it out, Nan Xiang took her little fool to the small world.

Jiuye, who saw his little ancestor completely ignoring him and disappearing without saying hello, touched his nose: ...Okay, I am a pickled fish.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go to the fifth hall to write a maintenance order?"

Jiuye kicked the gloating attendant beside him, "Just ask the Lord God to reimburse the repair costs."

"Yes." The attendant in white was afraid that his Lord Ninth Envoy would be angry again, so he disappeared in a flash.

……

The small world is connecting——

In the time and space corridor, Nan Xiang is walking with a curly ball in his arms.

Curly Ball was in great spirits, sitting on his owner's hand, pointing his front paws forward, and yelling:

"Quick, quick! Master, the door with red light spots in front is our destination."

Nan Xiang patted Curly Ball's little butt gently: "Shut up! You've hurt my eyes."

Curly Hair Ball drooped his head and said softly "Oh."

Nan Xiang rubbed Curly Furball's head and quickly entered the room with red light spots.

The curly ball's emotions came and went quickly. It looked at the red light balls in the whole room with joy, flew between the red light balls, and told its owner seriously:

"Master, there are a total of 99 red light balls in this room, which are all the small worlds in your 99th life. Which small world we want to go to, shout its code to these light balls, and the corresponding light balls will It automatically flies to the master's hand. The codes on the light ball correspond to each of the master's lives in sequence."

Nan Xiang was surprised: "You can fly?"

Curly Ball hummed: "Of course."

Nan Xiang was confused: "Then why did you fall into a dog's mud just now?"

Curly Ball:…

Curly Ball coughed strategically and continued: "Master, let's skip it and introduce these red light balls."

Nanxiang clapped strategically to encourage his little fool.

"The Lord God said that the master must first enter the small world of the 99th life, then enter the small world of the first life, then enter the small world of the 98th life, and then enter the small world of the second life... and so on, to successfully achieve the goal of the master HE in the 2th life.”

Nan Xiang brought Wanye's curly ball over and continued to rub the curly ball's fluffy and soft hair: "Identification completed, the Lord God has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Curly Ball laughed dryly: "Probably... right."

"So Spring Roll, do you know why these light balls are all red?"

Curly Ball pointed at himself with his paw, surprised and confused: "Spring rolls? Master, are you calling me?"

Nan Xiang found a comfortable way and continued to rub the hair-cutting ball: "Xiao Shatong, besides you and me, who else is here?" The implication is that if I'm not calling you, who am I calling?

"Thank you, Master. Chunjuan likes the name given by the master very much. Chunjuan, it suits me very well." Curly Hairball smiled happily, with a sweet voice.

Nan Xiang held the place and smiled.

She would not tell her little Shatong that when she first saw him, she was hungry and wanted to eat spring rolls.

After the spring roll was happy, he answered the master's question seriously: "Why are these light balls red? That's because the master's body of misfortune has caused him to be unlucky and die miserably in 99 lives, so he has resentment in every life. , causing the light balls in these small worlds to be red.”

As soon as Nan Xiang recalled his 99th life, his hands became itchy. He couldn't kill people or demolish people for the time being, so he had to fight for his little fool.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. There are 99 lives, each with a tragic fate, each with a young death, unlocking n ways to die.

There is no need to talk about these ways of death, but in several lives, I have held weddings with my own beauties, and they always died at the wedding. She would really be grateful.

Feeling his master's murderous aura and his almost bald hair, Chunjuan shivered and shouted: "99."

He took his master in with him.

I'm numb and numb. The master is so scared. It's better to enter the small world first and let the master vent and hug his poor self.

Ding! The small world is connecting——

Small world connection successful!

Nan Xiang only felt dizzy for a while, and then entered a dark space. He could not move his hands, feet, or his whole body. He felt a vague itching on his skin, and his lips seemed to have a familiar stickiness. Feeling greasy.

Nanxiang:? ? ? ! ! !

What a stupid system! She really wanted to kill it!

After hearing his master's voice, Spring Roll squatted in the corner and counted mushrooms, feeling aggrieved and guilty:

"Master, I'm sorry. I wasn't skilled in doing the task for the first time. I transferred my master to July 5th of the 10th year of Jiading. By this time, my previous master had already passed away, so I don't know where my master's soul is now..."

The sound of spring rolls became smaller and smaller.

Nan Xiang rolled his eyes gracefully, "Your master, this is also my first time doing a quick wear mission~"

Spring roll: (?﹏?) It has to quickly find the right time to put it back on. (???_??)?

Nan Xiang ignored this silly little system and secretly gathered strength to break free.

July 5th, the 10th year of Jiading... isn't this her own memorial day three years later?

In this case, she can settle the score with her beauty, hum!

Just as she broke free from the restraints, the gentle voice she heard from the beginning became clearer and clearer: "Oh, you are finally here!"

Nan Xiang felt a chill inexplicably.