After Becoming a Little Sister

"What about Gao Tianyuan?"

"The Republic knows—"

The whispered discussion spread rapidly, and then fell into silence again. The Yusanjia changed positions silently, while the Republic camp shrank their heads and did not make a sound, not even making a gesture with their eyes.

"Oh, I almost forgot." The girl seemed to have remembered something, and touched her face.

She reached out to uncover a silicone mask as thin as a cicada's wings, and lifted up her wig by the way.

Then, the silver hair fell loose like this...

"???!!!"

PS: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1081 1061 - The Silver Hair Nest

Silver hair, black eyes, and the center of her brows are as red as fire.

She is she is she—

Whoa!

Immediately, the entire round hall exploded like a frying pan poured with a ladle of cold water.

Almost at the same time, the Yusanjia gave up all their combat deployments against alien species, turned all their guns and sights around, and even the large crowd took a step back in fear. This step was so uniform , so that no one can laugh at each other.

Before her, all beings are equal.JPG

The girl who showed the face of the fairy sister did not continue to move forward, but reached behind her, took out a deep purple epee, and gently pestered it in front of her face. The heavy sound and the sunken solid wood floor could not be heard. Nothing reveals the identity of this epee.

Alive!

Yusanjia was about to commit PTSD, Silver Cross was a little better, the leader of Sacred Scale and Gate of Reality had their cheeks twitch almost at the same time, their apple muscles wriggled, and they looked as if they had suffered a stroke and were paralyzed and unable to speak.

"I said—"

Behind them, another girl's voice came.

The girl who was taken as a hostage had golden blood, the real possessor of divine blood, tilting her head to look at the fairy sister opposite.

Everyone looked over - but they didn't dare to deviate too much. They could only look at Sister Shenxian warily, and glanced from the corner of their eyes. That look of daring to be angry, compared to facing the alien There was so much truth when the Prince was there.

After all, alien species have been hunted and killed for so many years. Even if there are some tricky existences, such as the four kings, they still have the essential psychological self-confidence. Even plans to strangle.

But facing that one, every dark world organization in the world counts as one, and they all have to use honorifics.

When she was on the boat, she was as proud as Des Moines, and she could only drink as a handsome man, and she didn't dare to make big moves. The deterrent effect can be imagined.

The divine-blood girl wiped her face with her hand, and tore off a silicone mask, revealing a face exactly like that of the immortal sister——

"Why do you still use my identity, kid?"

"??????"

The pupils of the Yusanjia trembled at the same time, and the iris flower princess who was close to the girl was even more unbelievable, her pupils constricted like needles.

A head of long silver hair fell down, and the sacred blood girl shook her hair, which was as silky and smooth as a shampoo advertisement.

Even in a room without bright sunlight, it still has a dazzling brilliance, and the hair even gives people a wonderful look of 'impossible to be a wig', which attracts attention as if it has vitality.

but--

Two white-headed Taixuan? !

The Iris Queen almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed the arm of the blood girl: "You are fake!"

But in the next moment, the white-headed Taixuan who she angrily denounced as a fake, told her what truth is with practical actions.

One punch!

It's just a punch - stepped forward, leaned forward, twisted his waist and pulled out a big bow like a full moon. That punch distorted the light and shadow in everyone's field of vision, and pulled out a perception like a vortex. Even the boat The wind and rain outside and the air inside stagnated for a moment.

Then this punch was thrown out without fancy...

【boom--------】

The dignified vampire queen, one of the four kings, and the most powerful alien species in the dark world, flew out with her back bent like a cooked prawn, smashing a grand piano like a cannonball, and then slammed into the ground. He bumped into a pillar a few meters away, raised his head and vomited a cloud of blood mist with a 'poof-', and slumped to the ground with fatigue.

Only then did the white-headed Taixuan of the divine blood version shake his hands, and stood up straight again: "I'm sorry, but your position is too punctual, I couldn't hold back and gave you a punch..."

"..."

The entire round hall was silent...

What could be more convincing than that?

One of Baishou Taixuan's labels is his innate supernatural power - physical fitness and strength beyond the limits of human beings, and the opponent even has a record of tearing a werewolf alive.

The leader of the Holy Scale Knights rolled his throat, and subconsciously looked at the sword-wielding version of Baishou Taixuan next to him: "Then you—"

The scarred man with the silver cross was wearing an air headset, his ears trembled slightly, as if he had received some command, the metal monster beside him turned around suddenly, and pulled out a thick armor-piercing ax blade from behind his shoulder, just like that It fell towards the sword-holding version of Baishou Taixuan.

"This is fake—"

Before he finished speaking, the sword-holding version of Baishou Taixuan glanced over, and then moved his wrist.

【Clang—————】

The extremely melodious sound of swords rang out. Compared with the thrilling sound of Bai Dongcheng's flying knives, this sound of swords seemed to suppress people's heartbeat and lengthen the rhythm, making people feel that even time slowed down. The whole world just Filled with such a voice, it seemed as if I didn't know how long it had been in a trance from beginning to end.

When everyone came back to their senses, the sword edge tore through the air, lifted it from bottom to top, and struck the giant ax sideways.

The teeth-stinging sound of metal rubbing was accompanied by sparks, and the two weird landing sounds almost joined together.

Half of the ax blade used to break armor and break the door was thrown away, and fell to the ground by its own weight, just like that embedded in the floor.

Looking up from the angle of the half-axe blade, there are two people frozen in place—to be exact, a person and a metal monster that is taller than a person and nearly half his body, and his movements are just like that.

The sword-holding white-headed Taixuan slowly withdrew the Tairuo Mountain Sword in his hand, and the long sword sank into the scabbard amidst the melodious sound of the sword.

And the metal monster that seemed to have been pressed the pause button slowly burst open a wound from the chest and abdomen upwards, blood seeped out from the wound, and flowed down little by little until the wound extended to the neck , coupled with the lubrication of the blood, the big head wrapped in the steel exoskeleton slowly misplaced obliquely, slid down, and finally rolled to the ground with a 'boom-' and opened.

The blood column surged like a fountain from the wound between the neck...

【咚————】

The tall metal monster fell forward, and there was a pool of blood seeping under it. When the blood soaked away, you could still see from the reflection the head that had rolled to the ground earlier, and the head that had failed to respond The puzzled and astonished look that came over...

The sword-holding version of Baishou Taixuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Sanjia: "What is true?"

"..."

What is true and false, this world is false.

Yu Sanjia froze in place, as if a string in his brain had been broken, unable to react at all.

Two, are the two white-headed Taixuans real? !

At this moment, in the corridor on the other side, behind the Yusanjia, clear footsteps came again.

The figure of a person was elongated by the light and shadow, and the shadow moved forward slowly, shortened, and finally revealed a pair of slender legs wrapped in slacks.

woman.

a woman.

A woman who shouldn't be there.

Silver hair, sharp phoenix eyes, steady footsteps, and that beautiful face——

The third white-headed Taixuan! !

"Pretending to be a ghost—how could there be any more!"

The closest to the other party was the man who turned on the lamp who had been silent before. At this moment, he had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he couldn't accept it. Throwing out a slender European-style rapier, he went straight to the opponent's front door.

The empty-handed version of the white-headed Taixuan who had just arrived frowned, stepping on the ground as if forced to retreat by the rapier, but after retreating a few steps, he twisted his body, and the two of them fought together.

Over there stood some bulletin boards and plaster walls that were originally used for decoration. At this moment, they half covered the figures of the two people, and half were smashed by the aftermath of their battle. Two figures can be seen colliding.

After a few short staggers, a broken European-style rapier was thrown over, rolled and rolled on the ground, and rolled to the middle of the Yusanjia, as if mocking everyone, happily fighting spin.

The plaster wall carved with European-style mythological murals collapsed completely, revealing the two people behind.

That alien vampire, who was not inferior to the top executives of Yusanjia, was trampled under the feet of the opponent with a pale face, completely powerless to fight back.

And the white-headed Taixuan, who was empty-handed, raised his hand to gently wipe the blood stained on his face, put his fingers in front of him and twisted them, and seemed to hang down with a little disgust.

The sharp phoenix eyes slowly turned sideways, looking in the direction of everyone, with a slightly hoarse and indifferent voice——

"It's so lively... You don't need to rest, the neighbors in the neighborhood don't have to go to work tomorrow?"

"..."

……

……

Des Moines was on deck, not moving.

"King of Killers..."

He said so lightly, looking up at the huge layers of the hull.

In the middle of the Poseidon, there is the largest viewing platform among cruise ships in the world. There is even a boom on the side, which can carry tourists out like a Ferris wheel, overlooking the sea and the entire Poseidon in the air.

But now, this platform is shrouded in a storm, and there is no one there, only Des Moines is standing in the rainstorm.

A few seconds later, the murderous intent covering him receded, and the killer king who was hidden in the darkness never appeared.

He turned around and looked at the wine-red long-haired woman who slowly boarded the viewing platform behind him: "Poseidon, the god of the sea?"

The woman had green pupils, long wine red hair, and a pair of slender legs that were perfectly proportioned.

She stood on the side of the escalator, looking around: "Only you?"

"I thought I was the only one who obeyed the opponent's rules of the game." Des Moines smiled: "I didn't expect the people at the Gate of Truth to think so."

Poseidon, Poseidon's blue star equivalent, at this time she did not imprison herself, but was actively performing tasks.

Thinking about it, no one is more suitable than her to lead the team on this kind of ship.