After Becoming a Little Sister

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God flicked his tail, got back into the bed, lifted the quilt to cover his head, and now he couldn't even hear it.

Aliya sighed and stood up: "If this is the case, I understand, then leave the rest to us humans... Thank you for your hard work."

In fact, when she was in Blue Star, she was biased when she said why the Q version of Quantum Dragon God was always just watching.

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God has contributed a lot, starting from the little angel of Blue Star who burned himself, then Arya went to Blue Star, and now came to Earth, all of which are seen in his eyes, but He usually does not show up, but when he meets When it is polluted by original sin, He will come out immediately.

Aliya has written countless books. He turns a blind eye when beating people. When fighting monsters, the other party often projects the materialized concept to her platform, and directly swallows the overflowing original sin concept in the shortest time. Sincerely.

Originally thought that the other party wanted to protect the environment, just like canceling the charger, his mouth was full of ism, and his heart was full of business.

But now it seems that this is clearly to turn on the mute - don't talk, it will wake up the sleeping thing.

As for what it is?

Oh, who knows.

From the current point of view, this is something that can close the two world lines of the earth and the blue star together and pinch them into ashes.

Is it scary?yes it's scary

When Aliya walked out of the sea of ​​consciousness, she turned back half of her body: "I am a human being first, and then light."

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God's little paw moved, turned over, and turned his back to Alia.

"So, leave it to us—"

"..."

PS: Continue today!

Chapter 1032 1013-Oh, I can't hide it anymore (not counting the addition

Lu Wuxia is in Southeast Asia.

World Famous Painting: Lu Wuxia of Earth loves his daughter very much.

When everyone saw the painting, there was only Alia lying on the ground with blood on her chest, but Lu Wuxia was not seen.

Someone asked, where is Lu Wuxia?Didn't she say she loves her daughter?

Lu Wuxia in Southeast Asia——

Well, the real mother on this side of the earth is actually much better than the real mother, at least she has to go out in a hurry, and she knows to call Jin Char Siu to take care of the child before going out.

When she thought about it, sisters and sisters, you and me, you should sort out the amnesia thing—maybe there is a help.

But I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Jin Cha belonged to Erha like her mother at that time, and reached a consensus with the evil bandit in a blink of an eye.

Walk!Let's do things together!

As a result, things have not been done well, but people have been lost.

Jin Char Siew looked at the little angel and didn't know how to tell his aunt about this for a while.

Something happened on our side, your daughter was fine before opening the box, but after opening the box, the daughters may have been shot, and now one is alive and the other is dying?

Where is the cat who engaged in Xue's cat abuse...

Or ask her, is your fallen daughter the unscathed little angel on my left, or the happy wind girl who is seriously injured and dying on the right?

She felt that she was the other party's niece. If it was a stranger, she would just pick up the axe.

numb!

Just when she was about to call her own mother to say something insincere, a phone call that made her eyes twitch wildly hit her mobile phone first, and the ringing sound seemed to remind her to die, thinking, Jin Char Siu only felt that the phone was hot, but he managed to avoid dropping it on the ground.

【Caller: Master】

"..." Glancing at the little angel, Jin Char Siu's throat rolled, and he answered the phone obediently: "Hello? Master?"

"Sister Shizu, not mother." The earth version of the fairy sister sighed: "Am I that old?"

"No - you are young and lovely, you will always be my sister, what are your orders?"

"Where are you now?"

"In...ahem...in Japan..."

"Why did you go to Japan?" The earth version of the fairy sister made a noise like demolition: "I heard that your sister lost her memory. Do you know what's going on?"

Clear, can you not be clear, I lost my memory this morning, and I died before the evening.

It can be said to be a one-day tour of bitterness, one-stop service from the hospital to the grave, and the replacement of the old Xu has to be paved here to avoid such an abrupt knife.

The little angel wandered around the sky beside him, not knowing what to think, tilting his head to look at the blue sky outside the window, his eyes thoughtful.

Jin Char Siu has no choice but to deal with this old man by herself—what's more troublesome is that she still doesn't dare to lie to the other party. The consequences of getting up and turning into a big spinning top have to be answered honestly.

"That...in fact, this was an accident that no one wanted...but...maybe maybe should be, I think..."

"Crooked, is that elder sister?" The little angel recovered from his thoughts, and interjected with his head: "Where are you now?"

"Oh? Xiaoya?" The earth version of the fairy sister laughed: "I remember this clearly, let Xiaoya answer the phone."

"Crooked, Elder Sister Master, I'm telling you something, don't be afraid." The little angel took the phone and held it in her ear seriously.

The earth version of the fairy sister cleared her throat: "The whole earth that scares me is either destroyed by me or has not yet been born, so you can safely say, and why did you go to Japan?"

"It's not me, another me is coming here, and she seems to have a plan to save the world."

The little angel looked up at the ceiling: "I was thinking before, if that blue star is the same as the earth, why wouldn't there be another elder sister? And would she come here with her? I remember seeing you when I was a child. I’ve seen someone who looks the same as Shizu’s sister, but she is wearing black clothes, you like to wear white.”

"...Tell me again, where is the same as the earth?"

"Well, it's called Lan Xing—it seems to be called Lan Xing, right?" The little angel looked at Jin Char Siu.

Jin Char Siu didn't expect the little angel to sell Alia so quickly, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is no problem - if you are in trouble, ask your parents!

Moreover, intergenerational relatives are a traditional art of the Republic. When I was a child, Jin Char Siu was a big bear, and Mrs. Jin often caught her smoking. Come here to draw Mrs. Gold.

Brine some tofu, one thing down one thing.

Therefore, the golden char siu, who has no psychological pressure, also rushed to complete the setting, and happily betrayed a certain wind girl.

Hey, although it's interesting to keep a secret and save the world alone, it's also interesting to gossip everywhere!

Who doesn't want to be a sophomore?

The earth version of the fairy sister listened carefully on the other end of the phone. After listening, she was silent for a while, and finally said in a deep and serious voice, "Stay where you are, don't go anywhere, I will come over immediately—tsk! Why is Xiehe now? Passenger planes are grounded, and fighter jets have to be transferred..."

Muttering the last half of the sentence so self-centeredly, Sister Shenxian hung up the phone, leaving the two cubs looking at each other on the other end of the phone.

The little angel hesitated a little: "The master said before... fighter jets, right?"

"Uh, maybe she has some friends in this area?" Jin Char Siu shrugged: "Anyway, we'll just wait."

"Also—one more thing, how should I tell my mother?"

"I think it's better to tell the truth... Of course, you can also wait for the master to come and she will tell the aunt, so that we can pick it out."

Jin Chashu crossed his arms as he said, recalling the half-day of madness today, he couldn't bear to look directly: "And, do you think Xiaoya is so miserable?"

"Huh? Me?"

"No, it's another one—how do you make a distinction?"

"This...how about calling her Aya, or calling me Xiaoya?" The little angel pointed at her face, "I feel like she should be a little older than me, like my sister."

"That's fine—do you think Aya is miserable?"

"... A little bit, when doing these conspiracies and tricks, I just threw myself into it. In Gongdou drama, this kind of character is very bitter and hateful, and they have to climb up at all costs. Could it be that Blue Star is actually having a hard time?"

"I heard that the aunt and uncle at Blue Star divorced. Maybe this is the pain of a single-parent family."

"Ugh……"

……

……

When Lu Wuxia received the call, she was visiting her husband and her little secretary, Zhan Lan, in the hospital.

There are two beds in a ward, and there are two people lying there with pale faces—one is kneeling at the door, and the other is standing.

Lu Wuxia sat in the middle of the two beds, lowered his head and peeled the apples, and did not speak, but his aura was full, acting like a big boss.

The man kneeling by the door lost half of his arm, wrapped in gauze, and his forehead was wet with sweat from the pain, but he didn't dare to speak, just lowered his head and shivered.

"Niece, are you satisfied with this?"

An old man with a particularly Southeast Asian style smiled at her kindly. He didn't look like a big boss, but a tour guide.

Big gold chains, big gold rings, oil heads, floral shirts, beach pants, Buddhist beads, as long as there are elements that should be in Southeast Asia, there is no shortage of them, only occasionally when you open your half-squinted eyes, you can't hold back the touch It is not as simple as it seems on the surface to reveal its identity.

Lu Wuxia ignored him, cut the apple in half, looked at the bigger one and the smaller one, thought for half a second, put the big one on the blue bedside, and put the small one on the blue bedside. Yakuza over there.

"Niece, you should say something..." The Southeast Asian old man smiled softly, "If you are not satisfied, then I will let him lie down and send him to the morgue in the basement of the hospital. How about it?"

"Do you have to say these unlucky things here?" Lu Wuxia looked up at the old man: "I'm quite curious, why is my husband the only one attacked by your people when there are so many people targeting Thai baht?"

"Ah this-"

"Because Sorokin is guarded by people from the Gate of Reality, you dare not move, and there are people from the sacred scale on Europa, so you dare not move, but the people of our Republic are honest and responsible businessmen , so you guys are just playing dirty...is that the reason?"

"No, no, there's no such thing - he made his own decision!" The old man kicked the kneeling guy: "Say! What do you think!"

"I, I was obsessed with ghosts for a while... I think Mr. Ai is too powerful... Others don't worry about it..." The man with the severed hand squeezed out a flattering smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I know I was wrong, I am willing Compensation! All of my wealth will be used as compensation! Please let me go..."

"If my husband was an ordinary businessman, would you let him go?" Lu Wuxia looked at the man seriously.

The corner of the man with the severed hand twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing.

"I understand your mentality, the strong mentality of the screen, you feel that your wings are hard, the Republic is nothing more than that, so many years... especially the dark world, you guys who can't see the light were swept away by the Fuqing gang at the end of the last century, so It hasn't happened for many years..."

She rolled up her sleeves as she chattered, "If I remember correctly, it happened in the 70s and 80s. At that time, you famous guys were beaten up by a group of underworld gangsters. Who were you at that time?" Dare to say anything?"

In the 80s and [-]s, the Republic had a group of guys who went out to hang out at sea, burning the flames of war in the gray area to the more traditional dark world.

They are the kind who don't talk about martial arts at all. They started out as human snakes and black intermediaries, and then gradually involved in various shady industries, and their combat effectiveness is extremely powerful. , swept across Southeast Asia.

The sphere of influence even extended to Europe and the United States for a time - when the battle was the largest, even organized teams of hundreds of people were gathered to fight street battles with the official troops of these small countries. The veterans who retired belonged to the kind who couldn't reintegrate into normal social life with blood all over them.