"Uh-huh? ~ Uh-huh? ~ "
Chuan Bingli was humming a cheerful song as she walked towards the largest room in the house with the dishes that Mao Jiaojiao and the others had just made.
Today was the gathering of all the leaders of Nuliang Group.
Because of this, she came back from school early to help and gave the task of secretly protecting Lu Sheng to someone in Qingtian Fang.
[I hope Master Lu Sheng is safe at school.]
Although Bingli was regretful that she couldn't stay by Lu Sheng's side to secretly protect him, she thought that with Qingtian Fang, there shouldn't be any big problems.
Although that guy looked tall and strong, he was actually a meticulous monster.
"Crash —!!"
After opening the door, Bingli heard the sound of a porcelain bowl breaking.
"Ah! Madam, you broke a bowl again! "
"Ah, it's Bingli."
Lu Sheng's mother, Ruo Cai, had a gentle smile as usual. She squatted down and cleaned up the broken porcelain bowl.
After hurriedly putting down the things in her hands, Bingli quickly rushed over.
"Madam, be careful not to cut your hand. Let me do it."
"Bingli is such a good child!"
Ruo Cai smiled and patted Bingli's head.
"It would be even better if you could be my daughter-in-law."
"Madam!"
Bingli's face turned red.
After cleaning up the broken pieces on the ground, Bingli walked out of Nuliang's house and prepared to throw these things away.
The road in front of the door was a bit deserted.
After all, this was the headquarters of Nuliang Group. The ordinary people living here had heard some rumors of ghosts.
Therefore, very few people would pass by here.
After getting rid of the broken bowl, Bingli turned around and suddenly found that there seemed to be something shining on the road in front of her.
"Hmm?"
With curiosity, Bingli walked forward.
It was an oval, as tall as a person, that seemed to be a mirror.
This mirror was perpendicular to the ground and suspended on the road.
"What is this?"
Bingli looked left and right, but she couldn't see anything. She couldn't help but reach out her hand to touch the mirror.
After her finger touched the surface of the mirror, the surface seemed to ripple like water.
Then, a sudden huge suction force pulled Bingli into the mirror.
This scene was seen by Lu Sheng who just came back from school.
"Bingli!!!"
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"Who are you?! Where is this place? "
Looking at Bing Li who jumped to the side and got into a battle stance, the girls looked at each other in dismay.
"Who would have thought …"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Tiffany who didn't know what to do.
"Tifa, you actually summoned the Snow Lady?"
"Snow Lady?! What's that? "
The girls were all confused.
As for Bing Li, she was terrified.
— — What language are these guys speaking? I can't understand them at all!
How did he end up in this strange place after being sucked in by that mysterious mirror-like thing?
Could it be some kind of high-level illusion?
Someone was secretly attacking Nuliang Gumi?!
Although Bing Li thought it was impossible, she was still on full alert. She was ready to attack or run at any moment.
"Hmm?"
Noticing Bing Li's state, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly realized that she couldn't understand what they were saying.
Therefore, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly pointed at Bing Li.
Bing Li, who had been on full alert, subconsciously attacked.
A cursed blizzard? Snow Makeup
A strong chill burst out and instantly swept towards Eight-cloud Ink.
However, the chill that Bing Li released suddenly stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the scene.
Then, the frozen snowstorm strangely turned into flames, and then turned into specks of light that dissipated in the air.
Ice and Fire — — Cough cough, that's not right. It's the realm of ice and fire.
"Tsk tsk, young girl, don't be so sensitive."
Eight-cloud Ink said with a smile.
Bing Li found that she actually understood this sentence.
It was clearly similar to the language she didn't understand, but she strangely understood it.
— — No, in that instant just now, something had appeared in his mind.
It was a language she had never heard of before.
"What a strange ability! Are you a language monster? "
Bing Li blurted out.
Eight-cloud Ink was speechless — — What the hell is a language monster!
Young girl, is it really okay for you to be so natural?
Looking at Eight-cloud Ink's expression, Bing Li knew that she said something wrong. However, although the guy in front of her seemed to be very friendly, Bing Li couldn't relax at all.
Monster.
A very beautiful monster.
A very powerful and beautiful monster.
Even more beautiful than the General's wife, Princess Ying, who passed away. People couldn't bear to look away.
But the monster aura that unconsciously emitted made Bing Li's body tremble slightly.
"Relax, relax, we're not bad people."
Eight-cloud Ink waved her hand.
"If I remember correctly, you should be called …"
There was a long silence.
"Hey? What's your name again? "
Everyone was speechless.
Louise took out a magical paper fan that was specially used to complain. She jumped up and slapped it on Yakumo's head.
"Are you an old man whose memory is failing?!"
"Nonsense, I'm clearly a monster that's forever sixteen years old!" Without hesitation, Eight-cloud Ink quickly replied.
"I'm still a beautiful girl that's forever seventeen years old and countless months old!!"
Louise ridiculed along with Eight-cloud Ink's words.
Then, a crack suddenly appeared on top of her head. Traffic lights, road signs, watermelons, broken bones, pots, pans, and train tickets all fell down and drowned the poor Louise.
Eight-cloud Ink even saw a plate of fried tofu.
Then, the crack disappeared.
Tsk, tsk. Even Blue got shot while lying down.
Big sister, you're really everywhere to peep …
Patrice slapped her forehead: "Only in this situation can you be like your big sister."
"Pfff —!"
Louise, who came out from a pile of junk, was about to pounce. She clearly thought that the previous crack was due to Eight-cloud Ink.
Eight-cloud Ink immediately reached out and pressed on Louise's head. The little girl's hand wasn't long enough to grab Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder, so she grabbed his hair and pulled. But she didn't expect that Eight-cloud Ink's hair was too smooth. She screamed and sat on the ground.
Although the group was noisy, Bing Li didn't let down her guard.
"You know me? Which group are you from? Where is this place? "
Bing Li quickly went through all the information she knew about monsters in her mind.
Four Kingdoms? Shouldn't be.
Could it be a monster from Kyoto?
It can't be Eno or Hyakumonogatari, right?
"Seems like you have a deep misunderstanding. Then I'll explain it briefly."
Eighth Cloud Ink coughed and said with a serious expression, "That's right, I don't think so.
"Welcome to the world after death. Girl, you're already dead. As a celebration, do you want a plate of Mapo Tofu? "
… Awkward.
"Eh?"
Bing Li obviously didn't expect Eight-cloud Ink to say something like that. She anxiously gestured with her hands.
"I-I-I-I-I'm dead? What's going on! "
Then, the girl hugged her head and squatted on the ground.
"Wahhh … How did I die for no reason?"
"Today is the gathering of all the leaders. The family will be very busy. Who knows how many things Madam will break. More importantly, Lusheng-sama is still at school. I didn't even get to see him for the last time!!!"
— Was this the happy daily life of this girl?
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the cute Bing Li and couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay okay, I'm just teasing you. You're not dead."
"Not dead?"
Bing Li looked up at Eight-cloud Ink with hope.
"Yep yep, not dead."
Eight-cloud Ink explained the cause and effect of the situation.
Then —
"Hey —!!!! This is another world!!?? "
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