Void Transformation

The voice of Xiaofeng fits with the voice of Ye Shisan. The two people's words are like the one's words. The only difference is the timbre, but there is no sense of disobedience. Everyone turned around to look, and saw Ye Shisan rushing quickly, compared to Xiaoxiao's full of charm before, her steps are much wilder, like a crazy girl.

However, when Xiaofeng saw that there were no others around her, there was a strange ripple in her heart. It seemed that she felt relieved, but it seemed that there was a bit of disappointment in it. This complicated hesitation made Xiao Xiao Feng was so puzzled that he forgot to speak again.

"Mr. Baili, thank you for your help just now. I would like to thank you for Shuang'er, and... sorry."

"Bai...Baili... sir?"

If Xiaofeng is drinking water, if Xiaofeng is not playing a holographic game at this time, I am afraid that the screen in front of his face will already be full of tea. No one has ever used the title of Mr. XX to call himself. At this time, although the word Baili is just his ID in the game, he still feels extremely embarrassed.

Although he didn't speak this sentence, Xiaofeng's frowning brows and half a step back subconsciously, although only a momentary change was restored to the original, but a person wise enough to see everything.

What Xiaofeng ignores is that when Xiaoxiao's "Mr. Baili" was uttered, Dao Dao, who had been releasing murderous eyes at him, silently put away his hostility to own.

Even if Xiaofeng saw this change, it might be difficult for him to figure out the reason for a while. He naturally didn't know that Daota did this because he already believed that Xiaofeng was an NPC, and it was absolutely no threat to him because of his own. Xiaoxiao would only call out the polite title of Mr. XX to strangers.

"Little Master, why are you still here? These people are...?"

Just as Xiaofeng was stunned, Ye Shisan had already come behind everyone. With the sound of the voice, everyone once again set their eyes on her. However, Xiaofeng just wanted to say something, something that surprised him. The voice sounded from the side:

"Amitābha, it turned out to be Ye Donor. It's been a long time since I saw him. This is the Xiaoxiao I often talk about, and he is also the favorite of the poor monks."

When Daotao said this sentence, Yin & Yang's frustration was just right. It is very difficult for ordinary men to speak in front of a group of people, especially when there is a stranger. In his mouth, it was as ordinary as an ordinary polite remark.

The four words "the person you like" fell squarely, and Xiaoxiao's face suddenly appeared red. Daotao was obviously not such an extrovert in Life, but he didn't know why he came to this Rivers and Lakes world and said these words. It's so direct.

However, although Xiaoxiao is a little bit ashamed on her face, she is more beautiful than angry in her heart. No one will really dislike the one she loves and say she likes herself in public, especially this person is still a woman, even though she will talk too much. It feels distorted, but fortunately, Daotao doesn't say the same thing when everyone meets.

And then, the two men Daotao and Xiaofeng were excluded by the two women, and they seemed to have no sense of existence. I have to say that Ye Shisan’s communicative ability can be said to be brainless, but for some, It's really take-all.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, my name is Ye Shisan, you call me thirteen just fine. Your clothes are so beautiful, I don't know where the equipment came from, I also want to buy a set."

When two women of the same age met, the "elder sister" called out, no matter what followed, I was afraid that they would not be able to touch each other's heart. However, Xiaoxiao really didn't think much about this title, and the two seemed to have known each other for a long time, and it was quite natural to say "Thirteen".

"This suit is a mid-rank martial art costume, but if Thirteen wants it, it's not impossible."

Ye Shisan didn't have that much thought. The last sentence she said was not social language, but she really felt that the other party was wearing good-looking clothes. However, when she heard the other party saying that it was martial art clothing, Ye Shisan's eyes suddenly revealed a touch. Disappointed, but after hearing this sentence, his face was full of vitality.

Xiaoxiao looked in her eyes and couldn't help but think of her innocent Little Sister a long, long time ago. If she was still alive, she would definitely become good friends with the girl in front of her, because their eyes were equally clear, and equally happy and angry. Speaking in color, it is also full of vitality.

Therefore, Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Shisan and looked more pleasing to the eye, and immediately thought about it, raised his hand, and the white light flashed in his hand, and a blue package appeared and passed it over. Ye Shisan took the package, but didn't open it to look at it immediately. Instead, he looked at Xiaoxiao in confusion. At this time, Xiaoxiao smiled slightly and explained:

"If you put it in other games, there may be no way for things like martial arts clothing, but this game... seems to have no rules and regulations. You can't give your own clothes to other martial arts disciples."

After saying this, Xiaoxiao’s face once again showed a smile, motioning Ye Shisan to open the package, and the look on her face at the moment, as if it was really a Big sis giving her Little Sister birthday gift, looking forward to the other party seeing the gift , A smile appeared on his face.

"Xiaoxiao..."

Upon seeing this, Daotao immediately guessed who Xiaoxiao was thinking of, and after chanting a silent sentence in her mouth, she did not step forward after all. However, at this moment, Xiaofeng glanced at Dao Ta, then spoke to him:

"My two senior nephews seem to have a very close relationship with Brother Dao, but I don't know how Brother Shisan met. Her temperament is really..."

Xiaofeng uses the technique of sound transmission. There is no such thing as hesitating to speak. At the end of his words, he couldn't find a word to describe Ye Shisan, so he stopped, and his real intention was in the first half. Sentence, he wanted to know why Daotao knew Ye Shisan.

If according to the intersection of the three in Chang'an Bloody Night, Xiaofeng concludes that Dao Da would never know Ye Shisan before that, and if the two of them really completely forgot the memory of Chang'an Bloody Night, how would they be outside? Acquainted? Is it just a coincidence? At this moment, Xiaofeng saw the clue from Daotaa's reaction.

After hearing the words, Daotao glanced at Xiaofeng and saw that the other person was smiling at him. Daodao's eyes flashed with hesitation, and then he looked at Ye Shisan, holding hands, discussing where the clothes look good and where the food is. The delicious Xiaoxiao nodded to Xiaofeng immediately.

Xiaofeng felt that this nod should be a sign that he would tell himself the answer, so he didn't speak. But at The next moment, Daotao's face showed a hesitant but unstoppable look. It seemed that it was difficult to speak for a while. Xiao Feng was puzzled and more curious. Transmitting asked:

"Brother Dao, is there anything unspeakable? Could it be that my senior nephew is rude to Brother Dao? If this is the case, my senior uncle must say sorry for her."

Xiaofeng's words are purely polite, and under normal circumstances, these words should have been asked about the unspeakable concealment of the other party, and if there is an unspeakable concealment on the road, it is okay to not say it. However, Xiaofeng was afraid that the other party would not say anything, so he chose to wear a high hat to his nephew, and Daotao would definitely explain his friend's style.

"No, she's fine, it's just... the process of our acquaintance..."

At the same time, the two women seemed to have talked about the same topic, but Ye Shisan’s answer was completely different from Daotao. At this time, she seemed to have become a part of Xiaoxiao, and she was very concerned about this bizarre thing. I hope to share it with my new friend.

"The process of our acquaintance is a bit scary, Sister Xiaoxiao, you think two people who don’t know each other have the same dream in different places. There are each other and other friends in the dream. And when the dream wakes up, the two I met unexpectedly, but it seems that I have known each other for a long time. Sister Xiaoxiao, did you say I hit a ghost? Or maybe that dream is not a dream?"

Ye Shisan’s words were not in the form of sound transmission, but directly spoken out. While she said this, she had a lot of meaning for her uncle to hear, because if it were the uncle, she might know the situation. What is going on in the end, maybe you can open your mouth and give pointers.

It’s just how she knows that the uncle in her cognition is in the dreams of the two. She clearly remembers that there is such a existence. She is three people, but she can’t remember the other person’s appearance anyway, and she doesn’t even wear clothes. I remember the person who lives in memory, dreamlike.

And at this moment, Xiaoxiao's voice slowly sounded, but this time her eyes were rarely gentle, but more aftertaste and puzzled: "I believe in the dream you said, because... I also have it. I've had a similar experience, except when the dream woke up, she was by my side, and since then, I have had..."

When Xiaoxiao's voice sounded, Xiaofeng's conversation with Daotao was immediately interrupted. The two looked in this direction at the same time, except that one of them looked at Xiaoxiao, and the other saw his nephew. Although the two of them looked at different people, they had the same problem in their hearts, a problem that couldn't be said.

At this moment, Ye Shisan asked this question lightly:

"What do you have?"

"A good sister..."

And when Xiaoxiao finished speaking, her eyes moved away from Ye Shisan, and she looked at the upward cliff behind her. Because the expression in her eyes was too natural, it seemed that she was just talking. Normal reaction, so neither Xiaofeng nor Daotao noticed it.

At this time, on the top of the cliff in the valley, a man in Tsing Yi stood with his hand in his hand, giving a bird's-eye view of all living beings under the mountain. At a glance, if there is something special about this person's dressing room, it is the flute cast by the jade pin on his waist, which seems to be shining with a faint light, like the truth and illusion.

The man in Tsing Yi slowly pulled out the flute around his waist, and then a melodious song sounded in the valley. At first it was full of free and easy meaning, but when the song ended, it seemed to bring a bit of aftertaste. After a long time, the Tsing Yi man once again put his hands behind him, and Feng Qingyun calmly said:

"Dan Qingke, remembering the year of autumn, there is no one in the door, there is a leaf in the snow. The red dust is also Samsara, the years are also the beginning of the year, the old deceased in the future, the sword, the acquaintance, and the forgotten..."

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