Magic Punk

A man dies for a man who knows himself, and a woman looks good for a man who pleases her.

Xuan Yi looked at his somewhat embarrassed sister and suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.

Yes, eleven years later, my sister is already a little careless and careless, and even deliberately hides her appearance.

But while her sister from eleven years ago was a cold-blooded murderer of embryos, she was also a fourteen-year-old girl.

Sometimes they are even so cute that you can’t put them down.

Of course, a four-year-old child has the right to laugh whenever he wants. He watched his sister clapped her hands and laughed, and then walked forward. The black-haired boy was wearing a snow-white stiff jacket. After washing his hands and face, he even looked a bit like the original one. The style of a little devil.

Xing Lihua looked at Xuan Yi, who was clapping his hands and walking towards her, a little confused. Then the little boy with pretty features pulled her finger and motioned her to squat down.

Xing Lihua never thought that one day she would be manipulated by a four-year-old boy, but the girl had no reason to refuse, nor did she have any thoughts of refusal.

She squatted down just like that, just eye level with Xuan Yi. The silky taffeta rubbed against the skin of the girl's thighs and fell, making it hard to tell whether the silk was softer or the girl's skin was smoother.

Xuan Yi had no intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He watched Xing Lihua squat down, then he reached his sister's hand, took out a strip of cloth that was in his clothes box, and skillfully held his sister's silver and cold arms. His long hair was like holding a piece of silvery moonlight pouring down from the sky. His movements were so familiar that he seemed to have done it thousands of times. In fact, he had done it many times in the real world.

He tied up Xing Lihua's hair and tied it into a high ponytail. The long silver hair fell vertically like a straight sword.

It's almost tempting to reach out and grasp the hilt of this sword.

Of course, such a sporty girl's hairstyle is definitely not suitable for Xing Lihua's clothes today. In fact, even if Xuan Yi tied Xing Lihua with a double ponytail, it would look much better than such a sharp single ponytail.

But compared to the soft and lively temperament of the twin ponytails, Xing Lihua's own indifferent and sharp temperament unconsciously goes well with the single ponytail.

Xing Lihua squatted on the ground, unhappily letting his younger brother behind him do whatever he wanted. But for some reason, this four-year-old boy didn't feel like a younger brother at all to Xing Lihua. Instead, he seemed to be looking at what was about to happen. The brother of the married sister.

Or rather, like that person.

At that moment, reality and illusion overlapped, making Xing Lihua somewhat dazed. Then he heard the boy behind him clapped his hands: "Okay, get up."

Xing Lihua stood up and felt that the hair on her back felt much more refreshing. She subconsciously touched it with her hands and touched a tightly tied ponytail and a soft strip of cloth tied with a bow.

Unexpectedly, my younger brother is pretty good at tying people's hair into ponytails.

Xing Lihua thought a little more quietly.

I don’t know which girl was used to practice it.

Xuan Yi circled twice around Xing Lihua, who had her hair tied up. The black hair tied with long sterling silver hair, the stark black and white with a simple beauty, matched well with his sister's temperament, so he couldn't help but clap his hands.

"Sister is so pretty!"

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After getting dressed, Xing Lihua took Xuan Yi on the bus to Star City.

The bloodline issue that Xuan Yi was worried about at first was no longer a problem at all, because Uncle Da thoughtfully gave them contact lenses and wigs. So when the two siblings walked onto the bus, everyone almost consciously thought about this. Two well-dressed pure-blood tribesmen with silver hair and silver eyes moved out of the way.

Star City has a strict hierarchical system. Although it does not mean that every pure-blood tribesman will not choose this mode of transportation that does not limit bloodshed, the number is extremely rare after all. For Star City, maintaining the lowest dignity of a pure-blood tribe is a very important thing. It is an important task worth paying for, so if you are a registered pure-blood tribesman, even if you do not participate in any leisurely and noble work prepared for you, you can still receive a stipend from the Star City Household Department that allows you to live a decent life. In return, you only need It is enough to marry into the same tribe and give birth to two or more tribesmen who will inherit the bloodline.

Because of this reason, very few pure-blood people would choose this popular and degrading mode of transportation.

But once encountered, low-blooded people should also have their own consciousness.

That is, you cannot touch or look directly at those with high bloodline.

Looking at the crowds of people moving aside like waves, Xuan's expression remained unchanged, while Xing Lihua naturally didn't say anything.

They sat on the special seats prepared for the Star City people - even if no one was sitting on them, these seats were not allowed for ordinary people to get involved - and then, led by the swaying shuttle bus, they headed to the huge city that handles millions of people every day. city.

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Just as Xuan Yi thought, although my sister is a commissioner of the Anbu and has a high status, precisely because of her high status, the tasks she performs on a daily basis are much higher-end than those that Xuan Yi comes into contact with. The direct consequence of this is that, In fact, Xing Lihua knew very little about the prosperous and corrupt city beneath his feet.

Not even able to take Xuan Yi on a tour.

In fact, the person in charge of the tour guide is Xuan Yi.

Just like he once took Ye Ya, the future ninth princess, to visit the city of stars. In a sense, the current sister and the future Ye Ya are actually similar in age.

So as long as someone is responsible for paying the bill, Xuan Yi can actually take care of his sister properly.

And my sister happens to be the one paying the bill.

Although Xuan Yi is still a little unfamiliar with this city in eleven years, for this truly ancient city with tens of thousands of years of history, eleven years is just a passing time.

When Xuan Yi and his sister arrived in Star City, it was just half past nine.

If you think about it carefully, it was almost half past nine when he and Ye Ya arrived.

History is an amazing coincidence.

It's just that Xuan Yi has no idea of ​​doing his sister's hair. After all, he actually likes his sister's long silver hair. If it weren't for his sister's own wishes, Xuan Yi certainly hopes that his sister will keep it forever.

If you don’t have your hair done, and if there is no square speech by the Ninth Princess this time, then this is pure play time for the siblings.

Xuan Yi took Xing Lihua to wander the streets of this ancient city. As a true native, Xuan Yi truly knew where the most authentic and beautiful scenery was, and where the most delicious snacks and drinks were. He always wanted to be with his sister One day, they can stop caring about life and only care about bringing real happiness to each other. They can take their sister to visit this city that never belonged to each other, and then try to make it their new home.

There just never was such an opportunity.

Except dreams and circumstances.

Had lunch at the revolving restaurant on the Sky Tower - although the location is excellent, since the final construction location of the Sky Tower is in the business district, the real Star City nobles disdain to have lunch with these common people, which is invisible. After lowering the consumption level of the Tower of Heaven, Xing Lihua's already not very fat wallet could barely afford it - after that.

Xuan Yi took his sister and ran along the forbidden passage together, along the path he had found out, and reached the top of the Tower of Heaven.

At an altitude of 1,001 meters, the entire Star City has a panoramic view.

The wind was also very strong.

Xuan Yi's body was shaky, and Xing Lihua couldn't help but hold his hand.

Xuan Yi looked at his sister, then raised his hand and quietly took off the contact lenses from his eyes, revealing his black eyes.

"elder sister."

His expression was serious and he didn't look like he was lying at all.

"Actually, I'm from the future."