After Becoming a Little Sister

"Are you okay?" The sword-browed and star-eyed righteous sister warrior looked at her, with determination and justice written all over her face.

"Who are you?"

"It's just a passing hero, don't worry, with me here, you are already safe!"

The waiter's ears turned red, her cheeks were hot, she looked away for no reason, and said softly, "Thank you, thank you..."

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In the block outside the hotel, a figure was working hard but trembling towards the direction of the hotel.

"Yes, is it this way?"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with the navigation. 』

"But there is no one at all!"

『Because most of the members were intercepted on the periphery. 』

Xi He comforted the beautiful girl's mask, telling the other party that there are many people in C in this round, so she just paddles.

As long as she is more courageous, she can even laugh at the real rookie on the other side, and on average with Alia, she can also win the kill king.

Gao Tianyuan has intercepted most of Shivatian's mobile forces, and the Great Sun Empress has even arrested all the obvious leaders and talked about Gu Zai.

At present, the biggest or the only one worthy of attention is Shivatian's strongest single combat power, Rudra.

The other party did have a strength beyond that of an A-level executive, strong genes, trials of survival, and acquired pure killing education.

This kind of setting is placed in other novels, how can it be the protagonist or the boss of the penultimate level? If the beautiful girl mask is simply let, then the other party is probably the lifelong enemy of the beautiful girl mask, an urban superhero The ultimate obstacle to the rise, and finally everyone staged a tragic but epic confrontation.

But the problem is that it's not good for her to bully anyone, but she chose someone named Alia...

It's very strange, the Great Sun Goddess laughed every time she heard it, and she swore it was definitely not Laughing Veda, really, she just thought of happy things.

The beautiful girl's mask came out from the corner of the street here, and let out two cleaning robots to explore the way, making sure that there was no one on the other side, and quickly ran across the zebra crossing, and then went to the other side to probe.

He was very cautious, made no mistakes, and Xi He didn't rush her, but just patiently waited for her to arrive at the scene.

How much you can see is not a problem, and experiencing this atmosphere is also a good exercise. Ordinary people will be different from those who have been on the battlefield.

But just as she moved forward cautiously and cautiously, an accident still appeared...

An asan brother wearing a turban with a strong curry smell came out from the corner of the street with a gun in his hand.

As soon as he raised his head, he met the face of the beautiful girl who had just run across the street.

In such an empty street, let alone a person passing by, even a mouse would be too conspicuous to pass by.

It stands to reason that he wouldn't just do it directly, but he couldn't stand the beautiful girl's mask and ran away after seeing him!

Seeing that the other party had a gun in his hand, the beautiful girl who immediately equated this guy with a bad guy turned around and ran away.

The gaps and alleys between the tall buildings extend in all directions. She has a map here, so there is no reason why she can't escape if she runs fast. Who stands still and bets that the other party will show kindness?

Seeing her running, Brother Curry subconsciously chased after her. He has a gun in his hand, so can he allow her to fly in front of him?

She ran, he chased, she couldn't fly - well, she didn't, she got out of the other side of the alley in a few strokes.

There are also a few cute cleaning robots left along the way to help her monitor the nodes of those alleys. Once the other party is found, she will know immediately.

"Xi He!" She shouted in a low voice, "It's agreed that there is no danger!"

"This kind of individual is indeed not dangerous, please be aware. 』

"The other party has a gun in his hand! There is a gun!"

"But it's just that you have a gun, aren't you doing a good job?" 』

"I'm almost scared to death..." The beautiful girl masked her heart, feeling the violent heartbeat that was about to jump out of her throat, and her hands and feet were shaking.

But this time it wasn't pure fear, but also the excitement caused by the rapid over-secretion of adrenaline. She had never felt so excited before.

That sense of certainty between life and death is really...

Above her head, two windrunners of the elf species watched the scene silently, the one on the left yawned, while the one on the right suddenly realized something.

In the next second, the two pointed-eared windrunners turned their heads at the same time, looking at the corner of the block not far away.

someone!

No, when did the other party come? !

It was a white figure, walking lightly between the tall buildings, the posture stretched to the extreme, and the speed was fast.

The Miss Windrunner on the right aimed at the opponent subconsciously, and raised the longbow in her hand.

But the moment she made this movement, the other party seemed to notice it, twisted his body and drew his bow to stop suddenly, Yaoyao and her confronted each other.

Before the lady Windrunner on the left could take off her bow, she froze on the spot—hell!There were two arrows dangling on the opponent's bowstring!

"...Who is this?"

"do not know."

"Have ears, my own?"

"have you seen?"

"No."

"But to be able to come in, did he break through the blockade, or was he let out?"

"Calling the front finger, we found a strange target, cat ears, white hair, green eyes, like... a half-orc."

『Here is the front finger. The target has a special identity, just ignore it. 』

"……Yes."

The two Windrunner ladies slowly lowered their hands, signaling that they were not threatening.

Across more than 150 meters, the cat girl who was aiming at the rooftop of the high-rise building on the ground lowered the bow and arrow in her hand, turned her head and continued running forward.

"Who is this?" Miss Windrunner on the left poked her head over to look at her back: "Is there such a person in our fleet?"

The young lady on the right was stronger than her, she was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "No matter who she is, I didn't perceive her killing intent before."

Of course, this is not to say that the other party has no malice or other things. The two sides did not know each other at all before, otherwise why would they draw their arrows to confront each other?

This can only show that the opponent's concealment skills are better than theirs. If they really start hunting each other, it may be who will kill who.

"But there is no elemental fluctuation." Miss Zuo muttered, "The bow and arrow in her hand doesn't look like ours either, is it a foreign species from the earth?"

"Well, she shouldn't be from our side. Her own strength feels a little weak...but her skills are very powerful."

It's ridiculous to say that the majestic windrunner and ranger actually need to "rely on strength" to be sure to kill the opponent. This is almost like saying that a high school student needs to be able to compare with an elementary school student when calculating high school problems. It's just that one's level is higher than that of the other party.

The last one to encounter this kind of reverse dimensionality reduction attack was Seraphim Tyre, who was in close combat with the fairy sister, and the entire fleet knew about the embarrassment.

Of course, after reading the battle records, even other sword gods who specialize in melee combat admitted that it wasn't Tyr's fault.

Purely in terms of skills or suppression to the same energy intensity, they couldn't do it by themselves, and Seraphim Tire was able to wash away his shame again.

It's definitely not because Seraph Tire beat up the other sword gods, and she definitely didn't fly a kite to gain altitude and use energy air combat skills to bombard the ground indiscriminately, and she didn't use the phantom halberd to precisely guide those Poor free-for-all sword god, showing the fighting style that a qualified angel should have.

"Front finger, who is she? Can you tell me?"

"No, it has to do with that one. ”The front finger warned the front-line combatants not to fish at critical moments and talked and laughed at other small planes: “Do your job well and don’t think too much. Anyway, she is one of her own. She just came to the third new god from the Republic. City, there will be opportunities to contact in the future. 』

"Oh……"

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Ah Meow stared at a pair of emerald green cat eyes, her ears trembled, and she squatted firmly on the treetop and settled down.

Not far in front of her, Brother Ah San was looking for something with a semi-automatic turban in his hand, looking red-eyed.

Hearing the movement behind him, he suddenly turned his head and glanced a few times, but there were only street trees swaying and swaying on the empty street, and there was no one there.

So he turned back again, kicked away the obstructing sweeping robot, and walked into the alley in front of him with a gun in his hand.

Ah Meow tilted her head and thought about it, sniffed the smell in the air, and then sneezed with a little 'chirp-'.

The smell of spices is too strong, and there is an unpleasant smell of blood, this person is so annoying.

Just as she was sneezing, Brother Ah San, who had stepped into the alley, rushed out, pointed his gun at the crown of the tree, and said, "Come out!"

Ah Meow rubbed her nose, jumped down from the canopy obediently, and squatted on the ground: "Meow——"

"...???"

Brother Ah San in the turban stared wide-eyed at the white-haired woman, whose ears were still shaking and her tail was still flicking back and forth.

This—he closed his eyes and squeezed them hard, then opened them again, to make sure that he didn't have hallucinations, and then remembered something, and his face turned pale with shock.

Alien, alien!Those benefactors! !

Brother Ah San, who took a half step back in the turban, rolled his Adam's apple and was trembling while holding the gun. It is said that all these aliens are superhuman...

Ah Miao looked at him in place, her head tilted to the left and to the right, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

Call yourself out, then what?

The third brother in the turban was also looking at her, wondering what kind of illness this alien had, but he didn't do anything and was still in a daze.

...Wait, is she a weakling among the aliens?

Thinking of the identity of the other party, the eyes of the hooded third brother gradually changed from fear to greed.

How much is an alien worth on the black market?

Let's put it this way, if someone can capture a product with obvious alien characteristics from the Third New God's Grace City, and successfully trade it, he will get money that he can't spend in ten lifetimes—more interestingly, Clients who had the guts to put out such a huge order were not blocked by other dark world organizations.

This means that either they are the buyers themselves, or the buyers are existences that they cannot afford to provoke, such as certain officials.

Brother San with the hood slowly squatted down: "Come, come here, little cat, come here...I'll find you a good master...Come here..."

Ah Meow slowly narrowed her eyes—what did he say just now?

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