The Taoist Sister of a Cannon Fodder

Dao Xi wanted to break something.

Imagine that Zhongyuan should have walked over and leaned on the counter with one hand in a chic and handsome manner, magically took out a flower from her pocket and gave it to the proprietress before she said something to tease her.

however! ! !

The frantic one-meter-high counter in front is simply the most malicious mockery of her. She really stood up to her current height and even her dumb hair would be overwhelmed!

I don't have the long legs of 1.8 meters in my dream.

In reality, it's just a short smash!

The little gentleman standing in the center exudes a black air that seems to be about to manifest itself. The depressive atmosphere is mutually contagious and makes the noise in the tavern completely quiet. The drinkers who were originally watching the show bowed their heads to avoid their eyes.

"Mr."

Sister Hong took action at the zero boundary point where everyone was under pressure. Although she didn't know the specific reason, this "little young master" was in a very bad mood at this time, and her whole body exuded the aura of wanting to destroy something.

She, the lady boss, can't leave it alone.

Ordinary drinkers in the store may only feel depressed and uncomfortable, but Sister Hong can perceive this as a power fluctuation from the other party. If she doesn't calm down in time, she is afraid that this tavern will be rebuilt.

Sister Hong walked out of the counter.

She is about one meter tall and she is wearing a red embroidered red plum cheongsam. The close-fitting design reveals the good curves of her figure perfectly. There is a golden bell hanging on his feet, and it jingles as he walks.

"follow me."

After Dao Xi finished speaking, she turned and walked out the door.

Sister Hong walked out unhurriedly, and sent a kiss to the drinkers before going out: "Today, all drinks are 10% off."

These words and the rare flattery of the beauty instantly dissipated the depressive atmosphere in the air, making the male drinkers "active" again like chicken blood. At the same time, they were a little envious of looking at the thin figure from the back, and envied him Can win the favor of beauties.

However, such things happened occasionally, and the atmosphere became noisy again after the two left.

Dao Xi went out and continued on.

There is a street lamp at the intersection of this street in the tavern, which is filled with low-quality lamp oil, and the shining light is not white light that is close to the incandescent lamp through the secondary addition of the noble area. This fire was not only faint, but also kept the original glow of green light. It looked like a fire from a distance, and the face of the person looking after turned green like a zombie who suddenly cheated on it.

Snapped.

The crisp snapped fingers broke the silence.

The faint ghost fire, which would be extinguished at any time, suddenly ran into a stronger flame, as if a chemical agent had been added, and the raging warm flame illuminated the neighborhood.

"This way you can see your beauty."

Sister Hong has heard countless compliments like flirtatious and affectionate words, and her heart has long been numb and indifferent. She almost instinctively showed a smile, and a sweet smile came from her throat: "Little gentleman can really talk." She was wondering what the purpose of the other party was when she fell to the ground.

Young and powerful.

Searching in my mind still failed to find the corresponding intelligence information. If it was a real little gentleman, she would have her own set of methods to deal with it, and the old and scorching eyes that Sister Hong had experienced in the pile of red dust would have long seen her true gender as a young lady. People of the same **** are inherently "hostile", and it is difficult to get along with each other in peace when their positions are different.

But if the other party didn't say anything, she wouldn't reveal it.

Dao Xi didn't reply, but looked into the distance.

Sister Hong followed, but she couldn't see anything except the darkness.

Ever since the unknown [Woe] suddenly appeared in this world, the sky became turbid. After night fell, there was no more starlight except for the lights on the roadside, and even the moon's brilliance was dim.

"it has started."

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud explosion in the distance, even if they were still far away from the place where the incident occurred, they could feel the shock under their feet. After a while, there was another skyrocketing fire, and half of the sky was illuminated by the fire, and the warm light on their side was suddenly overshadowed by it.

"I'm going there to the dance party."

Dao Xi retracted her gaze and bent over to Sister Hong and made a gentleman's invitation to dance: "Beautiful lady, is it an honor to dance with you."

Sister Hong was silent for a moment, then put her hand up.

"The dance music later will be a bit fierce." Dao Xi stretched her hand around Sister Hong's waist, and Sister Hong had a fresh scent that didn't match her gorgeous appearance. There are no special barriers in the slums, and the air is as turbid as the sky. The irritation of the smog is also a great destruction to the sense of smell, and she couldn't help but bury it in her chest and took a deep breath.

Sister Hong also stretched out her hand and hugged it back.

Dao Xi rubbed again: "My sister is very fragrant."

Sister Hong smiled and said jokingly: "Now that you can use your mouth to do this, you will definitely be able to capture more girls' hearts when you grow up." She added in her heart, this is sweeter than a man's mouth, who can coax it in the future. she was?

"No, I only coax beauties."

Dao Xi suddenly put her face close and stared into her eyes, and breathed out: "A beauty like you."

Sister Hong, a veteran of the love scene, has a momentary heartbeat.

But after all the experience, she quickly found a counterattack point, with a sly and ambiguous tone in her eyes: "Then you have to wait for you to grow taller and grow up to be able to lie to me."

At this moment the sword seal on the toes: "..."

[Vulgar language]

Pretending to be forced to end because of the short legs, Dao Xi sullenly held Sister Hong's waist, unfolding the fan with one hand to drive the wind element to take them to the place where the incident occurred.

There were no residents around the place where the accident occurred, all were bare plains. However, those fires burned the earth strangely, and if this strange fire continued to spread, it would burn the entire city.

There is only one paragraph in the original description: the fire burned all night, and in order to prevent the fire from spreading to the city, the lord ordered the use of war weapons to extinguish the fire. Those who have not had time to escape are also within the scope of destruction.

Afterwards, according to incomplete statistics from a certain corpse leader, there were 5347 deaths with corpses.

Dao Xi generally does not deliberately intervene in the plot.

However, similar tragedies are happening right now, and if you are able to deal with it, you will still be nosy.

With the help of the firelight from above the sky, Sister Hong could vaguely see countless people who had discovered that the disaster had come out of the house in panic. Some were alert and fled, and some were left behind with luck and tried to protect their home.

"Mi Rat!"

She looked angrily at the source of the fire and spit out the word bitterly, her body trembling tightly.

The mystery rat is an organization that studies how to stimulate power more effectively. As a research object, it naturally needs a large number of people who have awakened power. Sister Hong's younger brother is one of them. He opened a tavern nearby in order to gather information nearby and wanted to find a chance to destroy this organization.

Her fame has spread far and wide.

It is to use beauty to attract powerful people who want to hunt for beauty, and to use their power to avenge. The saying that there are many courtiers under the skirt also comes from this.

This disaster was also caused by the rat. The force that a certain experimental subject suddenly ran away was this kind of flame that could burn everything.

"Before the prom, let's have a prelude."

Dao Xi mobilizes the wind elements in the air, and the power of controlling the natural wind is concentrated on Mo's body.

The wind will fuel the fire.

However, it can control the direction of the fire and blow it to no one's place, so that at least the city owner will not abandon the refugees living outside the city to reduce the casualties for the safety of the people in the city.

When the fan went down, the fire below was suppressed a little, and after a while it began to rebound and expand exponentially.

"Tsk."

It's a pity that the original body is too poor, otherwise it can gather more power to control and directly blow out the fire.

Sister Hong's eyes widened, her expression a little shocked. In the tavern, I vaguely felt that this "little gentleman" was quite good, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

The two landed.

Suddenly, Sister Hong felt the little gentleman's hand reaching into the inside of her skirt, and the cold fingertips blown by the night wind all the way up the rock climbing. Before she could stop it, she found the dagger hidden next to her. Touched it out and stuffed it in her hand.

Then she heard the little gentleman whispering ambiguously against her auricle: "If I help you realize your wish, can you be fooled by me now?"

Sister Hong's heart beat quickly in an instant.

She said: "If your dancing style can fascinate me."

Dao Xi showed a arrogant and confident smile, and stretched out his hand and said, "Then, please."

The fire was blown away by the seal of the sword just now, and the people who had been trapped in the institute began to flee and evacuate.

Sister Hong was held by the little husband and moved forward. When she met the first person, she held her arms and turned her body half a circle. The dagger she held in her hand struck that person’s neck with blood. When it was about to splash out, he dodged the last half of the rotation ahead of time.

One, two, three...

Behind the gorgeous dance steps is a fatal kill. Sister Hong initially focused on the besieged people. She wanted to confirm with her own eyes that these demons in human skin were put on trial. In the end, she was gradually immersed in the little husband and her dance, both physically and mentally.

Think empty.

She no longer divided her gaze to the others, and stared at the little gentleman's erect eyebrows, straight nose, slightly raised lips, and the legendary blue sky described in the album.

I don't know when the dance stops.

Dao Xi stood on a piece of wreckage and looked down at her: "How is it, are you fascinated by me?"

Sister Hong was exhausted a little physically, panting slightly. After being summoned back to God, she didn't even have the heart to pay attention to confirming whether the enemy had all come down.

The heartbeat is fierce.

Tick, tick

The sky began to rain at this time.

Sister Hong dropped the dagger in her hand and clasped her fingers together. She raised her head and pressed her toes to kiss the thin, pale lips, and then replied with a smile, "I have surrendered to the charm of the little gentleman bingo."

Zhou was a little embarrassed and anxious to follow his elder brother who woke up and found that his sister was missing, with tears in his eyes and was going to find someone. He was entrusted by his master to take care of his brother, and could not stop him with brutal means, and he could not stop him.

"Master, it's raining now, you need someone to take an umbrella before going out."

With a crying voice in his brother's voice, he repeated: "I'm going to find my sister." I woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and found my sister was gone and wanted to cry, but he would feel distressed when he cried.

So hold back.

Suddenly, when the boat was scorched, he heard the sound of a bell. The two turned their heads and looked over. The first thing they got was to put the red umbrella painted with red plums, and the sound was the golden bell tied to the handle of the umbrella.

The brother glanced at the red oil-paper umbrella, and then at the man standing behind him holding the umbrella and lantern for his sister. It's fine to go out to play without him, and bring back one, two or three little fairies.

Wronged!

Brother: "Wow!!!"