MTL - The Blind Date is the Daughter of the Gods-Chapter 10 I have a sister
Chapter 10 Turns out I have a sister
Da!
Zhou Xun turned on the lights.
found a little girl standing behind him.
Wearing a white dress, two xiaolongbao on her head, and a small satchel on her back.
pink.
is a little girl who asks directions in the afternoon.
is quite cute, eight or nine years old.
"How did you get in?" Zhou Xu asked curiously.
He is on the third floor, it shouldn't be easy to get in.
jumped in from the window and felt too conspicuous.
"Aren't you going to ask who I am?" the little girl asked, looking at the winter jujube in Zhou Xu's hand.
looked down at the winter jujube in his hand, and Zhou Xu handed it out.
When Dongzao was taken over by the other party, he said:
"Said, I don't even know who you are.
So how did you get in? "
"I don't know who I am, so you have to ask me for what purpose?
Also, your dates are not fresh anymore. "The little girl took a bite of the winter jujube, a little disgusted.
Weekly sequence: "…"
Can't you understand human words?
"Go to another house, there may be fresh fruit." Zhou Xu came to the door, opened the door, and ordered an expulsion.
The little girl came to the door, closed the door and said:
"I'm here to find you, I can't leave for the time being, there are some things I need to make clear to you.
Unless you tell me you don't live here. "
"Cultivator?" Zhou Xu looked at the little girl and asked.
He remembered what happened during the day, he had never seen this little girl before.
came to him suddenly, it should be that his identity has been known by the cultivation world recently.
This can explain that this little girl is a cultivator in all likelihood.
The strength is so great and clear.
"Seven-Rank Fighter." The little girl was a little proud of Zhou Xu.
The highest grade of the next three grades, one grade stronger than Qiuqian.
But it looks smaller than Qiuqian.
is talent?
I don’t understand this weekly sequence, but a seventh-rank fighter can destroy his home.
It is really troublesome to have cultivators at home.
The little girl came to the counter on the side and looked at the photo above and said:
"This is you and your parents?"
Zhou Xu looked over, it was a photo of him with his parents.
Taken as a child.
When I was seven or eight years old, I took a photo in front of a tree in the park.
That tree was planted for him.
In the photo, he is standing in front of his parents, smiling a little silly.
Behind him are a stronger man and a plainly dressed woman.
Neither of them stood out.
They are ordinary people no matter how you look at them. What kind of magic giant is that?
"It's my parents." Zhou Xu nodded.
He still doesn't know how this person got in, and he doesn't answer his questions at all.
I looked around, the windows were not broken and the walls were fine.
The little girl looked down in her small satchel, and then took out a photo the same size as Zhou Xu's counter.
then put it up.
How did you get it out? Zhou Xu glanced at the satchel, a little puzzled.
But the cultivator.
No fuss.
He glanced at the photo, and there were three people on it.
In the middle is a little girl with an innocent smile.
And behind her stood a man and a woman, the man wearing a black robe, mighty and extraordinary, not angry.
The woman was dressed in white, with a graceful figure and a peerless face, touching the head of the little girl in front of her with a smile in her eyes.
Behind them is a big tree.
"This is my mother and father." The little girl pointed to the man and woman in her photo.
Zhou Xu: "..., are you suppressing my parents?"
He was looking for a chance to throw this man's photo in the trash.
Breathe out for parents.
The little girl looked at Zhou Xu, then pointed to the child in Zhou Xu's photo and said:
"You, Zhou Xu."
"Yes, this is me." Zhou Xu nodded.
Knowing his name, he was not curious.
Qiu Qian also knows.
Then the little girl pointed to herself in the photo on the side and said:
"I, Zhou Ningyue."
Seeing that Zhou Xu did not understand, she pointed to the man in her photo and said:
"My dad, your dad."
"Your mother, my mother." Then she pointed to the woman in Zhou Xu's photo.
Zhou Xu was stunned.
then pointed to two photos with some incredulity:
"You mean, my father is your father, and your mother is my mother?"
Zhou Ningyue nodded.
Zhou Xu took the two photos and looked at them, he was a little afraid to recognize them.
Did your parents go for plastic surgery?
And when did you have a daughter?
"So you are my sister?" Zhou Xu set his eyes on Zhou Ningyue.
Multiple sisters, they seem to be pretty good too.
Although I asked my parents when I was a child, I wanted more brothers.
can help him with his homework.
However, my parents did not agree.
"It's not my sister." Zhou Ningyue said seriously while eating the winter jujube:
"It's your sister, I'm several years older than you."
Weekly sequence: "…"
He looked at the photos and found that it wasn't his parents who had plastic surgery, but that years were a butchering knife.
This kill is a bit ruthless.
Put the photo back, and Zhou Xu stared at Zhou Ningyue:
"Aren't you lying to me?
How many years older than me, how come it looks only eight or nine years old?
By the way, how did you get in? "
"My mother gave me the keys." Zhou Ningyue took out a bunch of keys from the small satchel, and took out the map by the way:
"The map was also given to me by my mother."
Out of curiosity, Zhou Xu took the map and looked at it.
The painting is very detailed, and the east, west, north and south are clearly marked.
Sure enough, there are some road idiots.
Then he took out his cell phone and called his mother.
What is the use of this Zhou Ningyue?
Of course, I went directly to my mother to confirm it, so that any problems could be clear.
"Have no living expenses so long?" This was the first sentence Liu Nansi said when he answered the phone.
"Mom, I've found a job, and now I want to ask a small question." Zhou Xu looked at Zhou Ningyue, who was looking for food in the refrigerator, and asked the person on the other side of the phone softly:
"Mom, do I have a sister?"
"No." Liu Nansi denied it directly, and soon she revealed the fact that Zhou Xu was helpless:
"You have a sister, so it's time to find you.
Now that many people know you, it is safer for your sister to live with you.
If you want to practice cultivation, just ask your sister.
Any question?
No problem, I'm going to clean up and close the door.
By the way, how was your chat with Qiu Qian? Did you call her today? "
"Mom, you're busy, I'm hanging up." After saying that, Zhou Xu directly hung up the phone.
Autumn Shallow…
He couldn't get in touch even if he wanted to.
Wait for a chance to talk to my mother.
"Now believe that I'm your sister, right?" Zhou Ningyue stood by the refrigerator eating winter jujube and looked at Zhou Xu.
"I can't believe it." Zhou Xu shook his head.
Who would believe that an eight or nine-year-old child is his own sister?
"Sister Yue is so short because she doesn't grow up?" Zhou Xu asked curiously.
"Don't you believe I'm your sister?"
"Believe it or not and call it or not are two different things."
"Because of the exercises." Zhou Ningyue sat on the chair by the dining table and said:
"The exercises I practice are a bit weirder, each level is a kind of reincarnation.
Cycles from the age of eight to eighteen.
When I was eighteen, I started going backwards from the age of eighteen. Now I am seven, and I am just eight years old.
When I enter the sixth grade of the third grade, I will be eighteen years old again. "
"Tianshan Tongmao, the Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies are the only ones who respect the merits?" Zhou Xu was quite shocked.
He has learned, but he has not learned.
At that time, he felt that as long as he learned, he could live forever.
"It's the Jiuzhuan Minggong, right." Zhou Ningyue looked at Zhou Xu with wide eyes and said seriously:
"Listen to Qiuqian, you often go to some girls to talk all night?
500 yuan a night. "
The new book is on the shelves, and the debt for the previous book has been repaid. Follow up twice a day, ask for a monthly pass, remember to read it.
Newcomers are not easy.
grateful!
(end of this chapter)
