My sister is Nuwa

Chapter 217

Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen: We Order You in the Name of a Saint!

When Fuxi arrived, the two little guys were chatting excitedly.

Like Nuwa, Yaochi seems to have grown a little, from the original little loli to the current girlish appearance.

Smooth hair, slender legs, delicate face, still so beautiful.

“Na, Yaochi, has the Zixiao Palace really been floating in the chaos?” Nuwa asked excitedly.

“Yes, it’s a pity that the old man often runs away without a trace, and there are only two people in the Zixiao Palace, me and Haotian.” Yaochi twitched his little nose: “He is bored, even if the master is not there, he forces me to be dignified.” ”

Saying that, Yaochi coughed and pretended to be old: “Yaochi, you and I are children under the door of Master Hongjun, we definitely can’t learn from those strange guys, we have to be well-behaved and wait for the arrival of the master…”

That little look, Xue Haotian learned to have a look.

Make Nuwa giggle.

“Hey, I can only wait for the master’s peach to bear a few fruits to eat now!” Yaochi sighed bitterly, touching his little belly.

“I feel like I’m hungry and thin.”

“How hungry and thin, you are in the right shape now!” Nuwa encouraged.

“Really?”

“Of course, we are saints, we are a model of flood waste, and we never deceive people!”

A certain little guy swore an oath, completely forgetting who used the excuse of ‘you are too ugly’ to hit the door of the West.

And Yaochi seemed to have got the answer he wanted, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In other words, although the prototype body shape of the goddesses of the flood wilderness cannot be adjusted casually, it is not eaten more, or eat less to lose weight and gain weight, right?

With their cultivation, they don’t need to eat for a long time!

“By the way, Master Nuwa… Oh, it’s Lord Nuwa Sage. Yaochi seemed to have suddenly thought of something and bowed respectfully.

The little guy waved his hand casually: “Just call us Nuwa, you don’t need to be so polite.” ”

“Nope.” Yaochi shook his little head: “You must be respectful to the saint, otherwise not only Haotian will annoy me, but even the master will reproach me!” ”

“Huh? In that case, in the name of the saint, we order you…” Nuwa just wanted to say something, but suddenly her body paused, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

“Brother?”

Then, Yaochi also felt something and raised his head as well.

With a smile on his lips, Fuxi walked in from the door.

“Yo.”

“Brother!” Nuwa stood up and was about to throw herself into Fuxi’s arms: “Why did it take you so long-”

Before she finished speaking, her expression stiffened there.

Because before her, a young girl had already pounced!

“Brother Fuxi, long time no see!”

Yaochi threw himself directly in Fuxi’s arms, and the little head cat was on Fuxi’s chest, rubbing and rubbing.

“Well, long time no see.” Fu Yi smiled and put Yaochi down.

“But I got the master’s permission, so I’ll come immediately!” Yaochi said excitedly: “Brother Fuxi, I want to eat sandwiches, I want to eat steak, I want to eat hamburgers, I want to eat fried chicken, I want to eat…”

Well, these are all things she didn’t eat before she left last time.

“Good, good, I’m now.” Fuxi smiled bitterly.

“By the way, what are you going to do when you come down from the Zixiao Palace?”

“Of course I’m looking for you!” Yaochi said without hesitation, then withdrew three steps and turned around slightly.

Clothes fluttering, colorful skirts swaying, hair flying, with a youthful and energetic beauty.

“Didn’t Brother Fuxi see anything?”

Fuxi’s eyes blinked.

“Your cultivation has improved?”

“It’s not!” Yaochi pouted.

“You snatched the magic weapon from Hongjun?”

“It’s not!” Yaochi small mouth rises.

“You have mastered all the methods I taught you?”

“No, I’ve grown up!” Yaochi snorted rather dissatisfied.

The Yaochi I saw before was only eight or nine years old.

But now Yaochi is a young girl, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a feeling that she has just got out of childishness, but is still vibrant.

“Congratulations, congratulations.” Fuxi said with a smile.

Grown up? What’s there to care about this?

Hong Huang cares about mana and cultivation, but he is not in the accident.

Like Lao Tzu, although he has a childlike appearance, he is an old man after all.

But does anyone in the flood famine care?

No!

They only care about the cultivation of Lao Tzu’s sage series!

Of course, a woman is better and cares about her face, but she cares about the years of appearance…

Fuxi also knew a Nuwa, and now there is an additional Yaochi.

“Then Brother Fuxi, is the good thing you said at the beginning already achievable?” Yaochi’s little face was a little shy.

“Say good things?” Fuxi looked dazed.

“yes.”

“Erm…”

“You shouldn’t have forgotten, right?” Yaochi said dissatisfied: “That’s what I told you at that time, when I wanted to be your Taoist, your answer!” ”

Reply?

Fuxi’s answer was a very standard adult answer.

“Taoist couples, let’s wait until you grow up a little more.”

And now…

Yaochi has grown up a little?

Well, recall the weight just now, I really grew up a lot!

“Brother, what you say yourself, but you have to abide by it…” Nuwa said with a stiff expression: “A man who doesn’t keep his promise is not a good man.” ”

That’s right, Nuwa once again entered her own state.

May a lover become a family in the end!

When there are people around you who are loving, you have to match them!

“Hehe…” Fuxi laughed dryly, this pot, how do you carry it?

“Ahem, what, I’ll go cook first, you should be in a hurry, right?”

Then one turned around and slipped into the kitchen.

“Hmph!” Yaochi snorted softly.

Then she turned her head and looked at Nuwa: “Lord Nuwa Sage, what did you want to say to me just now?” ”

“What?” A certain saint who had just finished punishing himself stiffened.

“It’s your words before Brother Fuxi came.”

“Shall we?”

“It’s the end of the phrase ‘In the name of the saints, we command you—’.”