How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

"stupid."

Hongli smiled, took out a pen and paper from her storage bag, and said casually: "It would be too profitable to use seventeen years of memory to exchange for the memories of so many years to come!

Come on, Xiaohuo, take this piece of paper and wait for her to drink before giving it to her. "

"Um?"

Xiao Huo looked at the paper through tears.

[First, my name is Hongli, my seventeenth birthday is August 2nd this year.

Second, you can absolutely trust the boy with dead eyes next to you. If you don’t remember anything, just get to know him again.

Don't be afraid to drag him down and trouble him until you like him again.

Third, the cute little crane is called Xiaohuo, and she is your daughter...

Fourth,...th...forget it, he's going to drown, there's no time! 】

Hongli took the soup bowl, looked at Xiaohuo again, and then at the black sun in the distance, opened her mouth, and took a sip!

[The magical power Fire Immortal (blue) is advanced to the magical power Nirvana (purple)]

[Your contract partner (Hongli) has been promoted to the foundation building stage and is in the synchronization realm. 】

[Congratulations to the binder for successfully advancing to the foundation building stage, the item transfer function is enabled, and the character transfer function is enabled! 】

"puff!"

Hongli suddenly spat out all the soup in her mouth. Feeling that she hadn't vomited it all out yet, she took another sip to rinse her mouth: "Gulu, poof, ah!"

"ah---"

Hong Li immediately stood on her head, put her hand into her throat and squeezed it, then lay on the ground and retched: "Ahem, vomit-"

"Huh, huh, it's okay, it's okay..."

Hongli gasped violently, trying to calm her frightened little heart: "Fortunately, I haven't swallowed it yet. Mom, you almost didn't scare me to death. Wuwuwu, it was too scary. I don't want to lose my memory. Wuwuwu, I was scared to death." It’s me, you Heiyang bitch, you have to compensate me, huh huh huh…”

"Yet again……"

The spoon in Po Meng's hand fell to the ground, her face dull: "It was used as mouthwash again..."

"If you don't take action, will he have to cross this river?!"

Hongli asked anxiously.

"Ah, yes, that is necessary tempering..."

Mrs. Meng answered unconsciously, still muttering in a low voice: "mouthwash, mouthwash..."

"very good!"

Hong Li took off her coat and covered Xiao Huo on the side: "Wait here, mom will be back soon with dad!"

The next moment, Hong Li disappeared from the shore and grabbed Hei Yang at the bottom of the river: "Do it, you silly dog, hold on tight. It's really annoying. Without your sister, I can't do anything, right? !”

The seedlings of the world-flowing fandom!

This is a Moten-ryu novel that combines Marvel and Tokusatsu Kamen Rider. Only you can't think of anything that no author would dare to write.

In the early stage, it was mainly based on Marvel and Tokusatsu (Kamen Rider, Yaro, etc.), and gradually integrated into the Super God Universe, Valoran, and various classic animations.

(ps, this is a very persuasive author ~ Comrades who like Kamen Rider, Bleach and other anime should not miss it!)

Chapter 120 About the girl who has no strength to unscrew the bottle cap, but can carry water to the fifth floor with one hand

"I want to have a cool last moment..."

You can still let me meet again...even if it's an illusion...

This world is still... very gentle...

I really...can't bear to part with it...haha..."

Hei Yang's eyes were blurry, looking at the vaguely familiar figure, he subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to hold the other person.

There seemed to be a huge weight on his eyelids, making Hei Yang unconsciously want to close his eyes and fall asleep like this.

"But... no... I still want to... look at you more..."

When he thought of her, Hei Yang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

However, her tone was still so rude!

Even in the hallucination, Xiaoli, can't you be gentle to me?

Haha, I really look like you...

"Caught!"

Linking their fingers together, Hongli raised the corner of her mouth and said with force, "Give it to me, come up!"

Bubbles rolled and silt slid down.

Hongli reached out and grabbed the other arm.

He held up his hands, supported his shoulders, and wrapped the boy's arms around his neck.

Yin Yin gritted his teeth and exerted force, causing ripples to burst out of the water. The petite body of less than 1.6 meters, carrying a tall man of nearly 1.8 meters, was struggling to move forward in the River of Forgetfulness.

The water cover was propped up and wrapped around the two of them. The River of Forgetfulness was still roaring. The poisonous insects slapped on the water cover, causing ripples and making the two small figures in the big waves look precarious.

The vicious ghost cries reached her ears, and her hatred for the living stimulated Hongli's spirit, making her feel violent and inexplicably violent, with the urge to destroy everything!

Hongli clenched her fists subconsciously.

But in an instant, she realized that what she was holding in her hand was Hei Yang's arm!

As a result, his eyes gradually softened.

"Does this guy just keep having fun with me in this river..."

Hongli's tone was filled with complaints and grievances. She felt like her breath was stuck in her throat and she couldn't come up or go down. It was very uncomfortable!

"Pretend like nothing is wrong, but if I come later, the person will disappear immediately. What a stinky waste! Ahhhhhh!"

Angry, annoyed, unhappy...

Afraid, afraid, want to cry...

Worry, anxiety, distress...

"It goes on day by day, it doesn't make people worry, isn't it annoying!"

Hong Li's eyes were red and she stared at the other side fiercely: "You can make it through two-thirds of the Qi Refining stage. Now that I'm in the Foundation building stage, even if I take you with me, I'll only get one-third of the way." That’s all!”

"Hey, say something, don't pretend to be dead here, damn!

I'm so blind that I fell in love with you for no reason!"

Hongli cursed all the way, feeling the rise and fall of her chest when her mind was breathing behind her, and ignored the buzzing ghost screams in her mind.

As long as she held his hand, she could stand up again even if she fell down due to exhaustion!

"Plop!"

The water shield broke, and Hongli stumbled into the river. She held Heiyang tightly with both hands: "You are so heavy! You are going to crush me to death!"

"Plop!"

The girl poked her head out again, her long black hair sticking to her body, panting, and condensing the water shield again.

"Actually, it's not that heavy..."

...

On the shore, a ball bulged under Hongli's coat.

Xiaohuo quietly lifted a corner of her clothes, poked out her little head, and looked at Mengpo nervously. The other party was looking at her soup pot with a complicated expression, mumbling something in her mouth.

Oh no, Mom seems to have made the old lady angry!

Xiaohuo suddenly shrank back under Hongli's coat, holding his thin legs with his wings, shivering.

"Now there are only the old lady and Xiaohuo here, Xiaohuo won't be taken out on her, won't be thrown into the pot by the old lady in anger, won't be taken as a crane and then killed...

Woo woo woo, mom, please bring dad back, Xiaohuo is so scared..."

"Does it taste really weird?"

Meng Po frowned, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and said solemnly: "It's like mouthwash?"

Over the years, her Meng Po soup has never received a bad review!

Even if someone resists at first, as long as he tastes it, he will be speechless!

Well, Meng Po has always felt that her soup must be extremely delicious!

But first there was that boy, and then there was that girl. Both guys had tasted the taste, but they spit it out with disgust? !

So, Meng Po discovered a particularly serious problem: as the person who cooked the soup, she... didn't even know what her soup tasted like!

This is just like a famous chef who doesn't know whether the food he cooked is delicious or not!

"Do you want to... taste it?"

Meng Po looked at the soup in the spoon with a curious look in her eyes. She was about to retire, but she didn't know what Meng Po soup tasted like after being Meng Po for so many years. This was too regrettable!

"This is just a phantom clone. Even if I drink it, it won't affect my original body... No..."

Meng Po suddenly reacted: "It's useless if it doesn't affect my original body. The one who tasted it was the clone, and the one who lost his memory was also the clone. What's the difference between this and not tasting it?"

Moreover, is there a possibility that she has actually tasted it many times?

Meng Po: "!!!"

Very likely!

But if you really want to know, it's very simple. Just take a sip and taste it in your mouth, and then spit it out.

But if you do that, won't she become the most hated person in the past? !

If she used Mengpo soup as mouthwash, then it seems normal for others to use it as mouthwash...?

No, this is not normal at all!

Mengpo was in a dilemma, but Xiaohuo beside her didn't know this. She just wanted her mother to come back soon!

…

On the other side of the Wangchuan River, the soil was dim.

A white and tender little hand suddenly stretched out from the waves hitting the shore and pressed hard!

"Drink!"

A huge splash of water exploded, and the water shield was broken. First, the boy was thrown ashore and lay unconsciously on the ground.

The girl followed closely, climbed up with difficulty, half bent over, staggered two steps, and fell to the boy in a daze, and also fainted.

"..."

His eyelids trembled, and Heiyang slowly opened his eyes.

There was a heaviness on his left arm. Heiyang subconsciously turned his head to look, and before he had time to think about it, he could no longer look away.

Because the girl on his shoulder was the one he thought about day and night.

The girl's pale face was still uneasy, as if she was going to lose something important.

She subconsciously curled up and moved closer to Heiyang beside her. A white and tender little hand tightly clasped his left hand, and the grip became tighter and tighter...

"Xiao Li..."

Heiyang was in a daze, and the ghost cry of Wangchuan could still be heard faintly in his ears. The fishy wind blew, reminding him that this was not a fairy-tale dream... This was a real fairy tale!

"So, it's not an illusion..."

Heiyang's eyes gradually regained clarity. Looking at the girl on his shoulder, he laughed silently until tears came out, but he was afraid of waking her up.

After hesitating for a moment, Heiyang gently supported Hongli's back with his hand, hooked his arm, and wanted to hold her in his arms.

"Rogue..."