After Becoming a Little Sister

"It's the old tea trees in the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest who are enlightened or not. You are tossing outside every day, and no one goes back to trim it. I don't know how many stubble leaves are wasted. The new tea and the old tea are all mixed together." Sister Shenxian sips carefully. After taking a sip of tea, he put down the teacup: "Have you tossed enough now?"

The Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest at Huanxiguan is called Qimen Dunjia's Illusionary Formation if you put it nicely, and ghosts hit the wall if you put it badly, all because of the indescribable treasure buried underneath.

The old tea trees that can still grow stubbornly in this special magnetic field environment, even if they were carefully cared for by Huanxiguan back then, they could not produce two taels of tender leaves a year, and the tea produced by frying shrunk by half. I was reluctant to drink a few sips, but now I poured in a pot of tea that has been brewed for several years.

Lu Wuxia picked up the teapot and poured a cup, drank it in small sips, and then exhaled a faint blood mist, the blood flowed smoothly, and his complexion looked much better immediately.

"Finally, what's the matter? You've gone mad again, and your qi and blood are stagnant. You gave me back all your qi-nourishing skills?"

Sister Shenxian seemed to have thought of something while she was talking, and she sighed again to stop being angry: "Say it, tell me, I'll listen."

He didn't give it back to her, but he gave it back to Lan Xing's other self who had been sleeping for 30 years-this is the child who lost his mother, can you blame the child?

Lu Wuxia lowered her head, and raised it after a while: "Master, do you know something?"

"what do you know?"

"About Xiaoya...I mean, Lan Xing, my Xiaoya over there, my own daughter."

"Hmm—so?"

"...I used to think that Lu Yanqing was real." Lu Wuxia's voice was very soft: "I even thought she was from the same era as you, she was my mother."

Sister Shenxian recalled something in her eyes, took a sip of her tea, and said vaguely, "I don't know if it's your mother, but how can you be sure she doesn't exist?"

"Lu Yanqing is Xiaoya, and Aliya is Lu Yanqing, right?"

"I mean, how can you be sure that Lu Yanqing is not really from the same era as me?"

"...What?" Lu Wuxia's eyes widened: "Master, what do you mean?!"

"It's not interesting, just keep talking."

"I..." Lu Wuxia's previous thoughts were directly disrupted by Sister Shenxian's words. After thinking about it for a while: "I went to Xiaoya's side before, I thought... I thought it was that Lu Yanqing, borrowing Xiaoya's face went to... filming, and then... I found out that she was Xiaoya..."

"How did you find out?"

"I've touched Xiaoya's bones, and they are exactly the same as hers, and she doesn't wear a human skin mask on her face."

"How can you be sure that what you touched before was your daughter, not her?" Sister Shenxian looked at her: "Are you sure you know your daughter? Are you sure that the one you saw was from the beginning—from a long time ago , is your daughter?"

"..."

Lu Wuxia's pupils slowly dilated, as if thinking of something, and his expression was obviously a bit stunned.

"wake up--"

Sister Shenxian waved her hand, and the big sleeve exploded like a whip, with a loud sound, which made people's ears ring.

Lu Wuxia came back to her senses, this time there was no hypocritical change like madness, and she didn't know whether she was under control or the tea she drank was effective.

It is more likely that the fairy sister is right in front of her, and she has confidence—just like seeing Alia when the lotus flower blackens.

"I... this... Master, I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"You understand, you came to ask me, but you want an answer." Sister Shenxian looked at her: "There is no answer - what do you want to know, ask yourself, ask her, and ask in person."

"..."

"Why, don't you dare?"

"I have no idea."

"You don't dare—" Sister Shenxian asserted: "You are afraid, you have three fears, do you know it yourself?"

"……I know."

"You don't know—you are afraid that your daughter is your daughter. If she is, then you didn't know it before. This is your oversight."

If Aliya is a little angel, then she was a mother who didn't realize it at all when she called her mother when she was cute and innocent, and she was fighting in the dark world. her fault.

A mother is strong, and a mother is strong, but this kind of firmness can't even protect her daughter. This is the mother's fault.

"..."

"Your second fear is that your daughter is not a daughter. If she is not, then you have only now realized that you are not worthy of being a mother at all."

If Aliya is not a cherub, where is the cherub?

The mother thought her daughter was there, but the daughter was replaced until now.

Cold sweat dripped down Lu Wuxia's forehead, big beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Third...the daughter is your daughter, and the mother is also your mother, twins...Aren't you afraid?"

The little angel is your little angel, but Lu Yanqing is also the real Lu Yanqing.

This is the most unlikely option, so much so that Lu Wuxia couldn't help but refute: "How can one person have twins?"

"Have you seen another you?" Sister Shenxian looked at her with pity in her eyes: "I also have another me. At this time, it should be the same as that time."

"But, but—Blue Star and Earth—I've seen Xiaoya from Earth! She's still there!"

"...Yes, she is still there." Sister Shenxian sighed: "Everyone is still here... This is a good thing."

Lu Wuxia stood up, and the chair behind her was knocked down: "Impossible! Xiaoya, she—she—wait! Sleeping pills! Sleeping pills!!"

"..."

"Back then, Xiaoya...but she knew what happened before...it wasn't right..." Lu Wuxia clutched her head, her headache was about to split, her eyes were bloodshot: "There is something wrong... there must be something wrong... ..."

In fact, the most inexplicable thing now is where Aliya's extraordinary individual power comes from.

If she is a split personality of the little angel, then the same life trajectory, even if she is extremely talented, punching the world without asking for kicks, Baishou Taixuan, practicing Qi at the age of three, building the foundation at the age of four, the grand master at the age of six The great master is straight into the innate, and this 18-year-old can't say that he can transform into a giant of light.

If strength can be mutated, what about xinxing?This requires real training.

You must know that in Lu Wuxia's cognition, the Lu Yanqing who played the dark world in his hands back then has always been a genuine old monster.

This is also the biggest basis for her to take the initiative to divide the identity of the other party - she is in a high position, decisive in killing and attacking, and can take in and out at will. It is absolutely impossible for her own daughter to have such a disposition.

But if she wasn't her own daughter at all, then why could she perfectly fit the Xiaoya in her memory?

It is impossible for the little angel to have the disposition of such an old monster, and it is impossible for this old monster to completely disguise his daughter's memory and past.

So in the end there is only one possibility left—the little angel is real, and so is the old monster.

They are now one...

Recalling Alia's complicated eyes before, recalling Alia's words before, and thinking about how many times the other party has sacrificed a lot to save herself.

Why does she care so much about you?Why does she always care about your family affairs?Why does she want to reunite you and your husband more than once?

Why?Why?

Because she is your daughter--the only daughter!

What you see is her, what you don't see is also her, it is she who pays for you, and it is she who is beckoned by you.

Lu Wuxia only felt a bone-piercing chill rising up her back, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and she couldn't breathe.

She looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, then staggered half a step and knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down her face——

"It's me to be unvirtuous...and it's me to be unfilial...it's all me...Lu Wuxia! What a hateful face you have!!"

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and slapped her heart with the backhand, without any intention of keeping her hand.

"?!!"

PS: Tired, continue tomorrow

Section 1366 1240.4-Passive change of timeline is the best shovel

"...So what then?"

"Then I fell asleep, lost my mind, what else can I do?" 』

Sister Shenxian's face was on the screen, looking very helpless, and there was no hint of Alia in what she said.

Look at what you've done!Are you polite?

Aliya rubbed her forehead, wondering if it was an illusion, the headaches have become more frequent recently.

If it was changed to another plot, it would have to be a tragic scene, for example, she found a tumor in her brain, and then she had to leave her family and her lover, then she lost her memory and wandered around, and finally found out that the so-called tumor was actually Phoenix Cypress A bunch of abilities came in, and by the way, a touching scene of the return of the king was staged.

But this is the earth, and she is not Miss Tulip, the master of women's clothing who needs to hide herself, but the real king of the dark world, the Xuanpao Tyrant.

The accompanying medical team gave her a detailed physical examination, and finally came to the conclusion that she had high blood pressure and gas, and everything else was fine.

Aliya, who had high blood pressure and was not feeling well, recalled what the fairy sister said before, but she really didn't want to cut the recall scene directly, which was terrible.

Lu Wuxia was about to commit suicide, and she was going to apologize on the spot, but she was going to be sure and ruthless.

It's strange to say that a mother is sorry for her daughter, sorry for her mother, and then prepares to slap herself to death in front of her adoptive mother...

Tragedy?Indeed a little.

Does it fit?Everyone thinks I'm afraid not.

Fortunately, the person in front of her was the fairy sister, and no one could commit suicide in front of her—most of them were killed by her first, and a small number of them were rescued.

Lu Wuxia belonged to a small group, and was stopped by a slap, and then held down by the fairy sister in turn.

After saving the impulsive daughter, the angry mother pulled out her jade buckle belt, held her down and whipped her.

As for where to smoke?

Of course it is the indescribable part above the semitendinosus below the waist...

In terms of medical anatomy theory, it is called gluteus maximus, which belongs to one of the muscles behind the hip muscles.

Sister Shenxian was so angry, she didn't hold back at all, and Lu Wuxia was sobbing and reeling from the beating.

Then she fell asleep. Whether she was ashamed or angry or pretended to sleep because she lost her mind, it was hard for Aliya to say or ask.

"No, what about it?" She said so, waving away the power girl next to her: "Go, go, guard the door, and don't let anyone in."

"It's not a question of whether or not it's possible, it's a question of a... master at her level, the collapse of her ideas. 』

"Three Views?"

"Almost, Sanguan, and then collapsed. "Sister Immortal also sighed: "The gift of fate has a price. If you want to gain powerful power, you must have the heart to control that powerful power. If you lose your heart, it is easy to go on the wrong path. 』