After Becoming a Little Sister

But the problem is that the departure and return of the fairy sister is based on the premise that the character and tenacity of the apprentices have been finalized.

Whether it's the mother's strange battle to save his mother from thousands of miles, Mrs. Jin's decades-long golden retriever's search for relatives, or Teddy in white's persistence at the beginning, all benefited from the shaping they received during their childhood growth. They picked up their most important seeds before going out to run errands.

My mother blamed me for learning how to cook with this cookbook, here is the right amount, there is medium heat, I think I can do it, and then throw the immature little angel at home.

Well, you are already a mature girl, and your mother is going to do her own thing, so you should grow up and become a good person!

This silly bitch didn't even think about it, she still had two junior sisters at the beginning, what did Alia have?Got a rag doll at home?

Just when Aliya was about to give her a good mouth, the mother monster lowered her head, avoiding her sight, and then raised it again.

"It suddenly occurred to me that there are still some things that haven't been done, and I need to leave for a while."

"……what?"

My mother pursed her lips as she said strangely: "Xiaoya's matter, you think it's appropriate, so let's do it, I have no objection."

"???"

PS: Sea otter logistics transport "The Great Sword Beginning with Healing", and I don't know how many young children today know about the great sword...

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1364 1239.5-The mother who tore up the script escaped

Aliya looked at her suspiciously, was she beaten?

After the first aid punch, I have a new skill, and I am convinced of the punch?It shouldn't be.

Looking at the back of her mother who almost ran away, Aliya was really puzzled, but she couldn't think about it.

She sighed, this is probably the sorrow of a daughter - no position.

If a real mother like Sister Shenxian was here, she could stop her with one word.

But the real mother who pretends to be her own mother has insufficient confidence, and sometimes she has to follow the other party's words to make use of it even when she says serious things.

Alas...weak and poor me...

Alia crossed her hips, and finally attributed the other party's fleeing to the fact that she was unconvinced by the beating but couldn't retaliate, and she developed a small temper of grievance.

Are you still wronged?Am I not the most wronged one?

But it also fits - this is the mother monster, if she is subdued and bows her head, she will not be the fierce and fierce Mingyue Tianya.

These days, strong women and knight-errants can watch from a distance but not be family members, otherwise it will be all kinds of cuts and chaos...

Speaking of which, the second aunt is a big golden retriever, and the third aunt is a white-clothed Teddy, so what kind of human friend should the real mother monster be?

Alia shook her head, beckoning to the power girl who was looking in, and beckoned her to come out and wash the floor.

"Clean up your hands and pay for everything that should be paid. In addition, the publicity side, Sister Hua, come here."

Aliya didn't know that some things didn't develop according to her wishes.

Like years later, the execution ground, the ice, the afternoon.

One Hundred Years of Solitude...

……

……

Lu Wuxia in the red dress rushed out of the shooting area in a daze, and staggered into the tourist area.

Her eyes were straight, she stared blankly at the crowd in front of her, but she seemed to be looking into the distance, and she was muttering something.

The hair on the forehead hangs down. The silver-white hair should have been as gorgeous as metal, but now it has a gray texture that is visible to the naked eye.

The little rookie who was partnered with the bitch reporter walked over here holding a crepe, muttering something.

As soon as the little rookie looked up, he saw his good sister, especially the distressed appearance of the other party. He was startled and rushed to meet her.

"Sister Lu—what's the matter with you?"

Lu Wuxia just grabbed her wrist with his backhand: "It's not true...it's not..."

"what?"

"impossible--"

"No, Sister Lu, tell me what happened!"

The reporter from Bichi was chewing on the crepe, and looked at the side, wondering, "Is this hysteria?"

"You're hysterical!" The rookie turned her head and glared at her, and then wanted to lure sister Lu to sit down: "Shall we go and change clothes?"

"... She must have lied to me!!"

Lu Wuxia's hair loosened even more. With a low growl, he raised his hand and waved at the little rookie.

The little rookie stared wide-eyed, just as the palm brushed past her face, only the strong wind whizzed and curled her hair.

Lu Wuxia seemed to have regained his senses, let out a foul breath, supported his forehead and shook his body, broke away from the little rookie's hand and said sorry in a low voice.

Then he ran towards the nearest suburb without looking back, as if he didn't want to hide his identity as a martial arts master during the ups and downs.

The bitch reporter opened his mouth, and the crepe was still on his mouth for a long time without biting down: "She, she, she, she - jumped so high!"

The little rookie touched her face. The feeling of the palm passing by before was as terrifying as a steel knife brushing her face. Her heartbeat still hasn't calmed down yet.

After several seconds, Bichi reporter realized: "Are you okay?"

"……fine."

"Then shall we still go find that so-called Aliya?"

"...Going to." The little rookie sighed: "Her status is unusual, you don't understand, and Sister Lu just said that we should not help report...I have to talk to that person first, otherwise We are the ones who suffer, and now I feel like a mouse in a bellows, with both sides getting angry."

"Why is your identity so unusual?"

"Sensitive thesaurus is not included, and then you write it out and tell you that there is a problem so you can change it. It's so unusual. Her name is taboo, you can't mention it, understand?"

"Huh?"

……

……

Bai Dongcheng stood in front of a forest with his headset on.

"right here?"

"It's almost here, the target's state is very abnormal, Consultant Bai, please. 』

The special advisers of the Ninth Bureau are not forced to work from [-] to [-], and even non-emergency recruitment can be shirked.

Only the compulsory recruitment under special circumstances must be accepted. Now that Nu Wa directly contacted Baidong City, it was not a compulsory recruitment, but a commissioned task.

But entrusting tasks and so on, directly entrusting them to the level of special advisors, this is very intriguing...

"Please don't please, I'm curious about one thing right now." Bai Dongcheng wiped a dark light from the back of his waist: "What target do you need me to catch?"

The waning moon·Bai Dongcheng——Bai Shou Taixuan's sword-holding maid in those days, a recognized outer disciple of Huanxi Temple, and now the first seat in Mount Emei.

The big mouse of the dark world worthy of her shot must be the level of the duke of the alien species, or the double bonus red stick of the major dark world organizations.

"It's just that you happen to be the closest to here, if there is no special advisor... the target is very likely to escape. 』

"Okay, I - here I come!"

Bai Dongcheng's ears trembled, and he heard the rustling in the woods, and his eyes squinted like lightning.

"Please try not to hurt her. 』

"... Ayu?!" Bai Dongcheng took a breath, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Wuxia's eyes were dimmed, and reason and indifference seemed to be constantly intertwined and resisting in his eyes.

She was sweating profusely on her forehead, and her body temperature was still rising abnormally, and a layer of mist was directly wrapped around her body when she looked closely.

An unspeakable evil spirit surrounds the body, even the chirping of insects and birds is gone, and a grove is as quiet as a ghost.

Bai Dongcheng took half a step forward, stopped his movements, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman in the red skirt warily: "Ayu?"

She is Baishou Taixuan's maid, and her seniority is half higher than the direct disciples like these daughters. On weekdays, the three obasangs in Huanxiguan are called Aunt Bai.

And different from the accident on the Blue Star side, the fairy sister on the Earth side has never fallen into a deep sleep, and the relationship between Bai Dongcheng and Huanxiguan has never been broken.

However, at this time, when Lu Wuxia saw Bai Dongcheng, his eyes swept over, but there was only a cold and fierce look, without any recognition at all.

"...Demented?"

『The body temperature of the target is abnormally high, and many physiological indicators are approaching the theoretical limit of the body. Please execute the capture process as soon as possible. 』

"She is my niece!" Bai Dongcheng hung down the thin-bladed black knife in his hand: "What happened?!"

"She is not Lu Wuxia from Earth, but the same body of Lu Wuxia from the parallel world of Blue Star. 』

"That's different—wait a minute! Ayu!!"

Seemingly convinced that the woman with the knife in front of her was a serious threat, the woman in the red dress who had completely lost her sanity moved and turned around to rush towards her.

Bai Dongcheng threw away the knife in his hand, and went forward with his backhand, parrying more than suppressing, shouting to try to wake up the opponent's reason.

There are many reasons for insanity, but the manifestations are generally similar.

Disturbance of qi and blood, continuous external movement, is for going out of the fire; manic, insane, insane, is for possessing demons.

The figures of the two collided together, with the mottled light from the shade of the forest, the scene of the fight could not be seen clearly, only the two figures between the intertwined tree trunks were constantly retreating, Bai Dongcheng stepped back, and the red dress The figure walked forward step by step, and the trunk as thick as an arm or the aerial roots branching on the ground collapsed, making continuous crackling sounds.

When he got close to the edge of the woods, Bai Dongcheng twitched his hands and pushed him away suddenly, his hands were already dripping with blood.

"What kind of evil kung fu?!" Her hands were trembling slightly, wondering and uncertain.

She can withstand the strength of the fight, but she has never seen such an endless dark force.

The tendons in her hands have been bruised, and the numbness constantly reminds her of danger—if this continues, her hands may be crippled.

But the girl in the red dress just stood there, looking over with indifferent eyes, like a ferocious beast without emotion...

"Nuwa, what happened?"