Late autumn, early winter.
Although the current Fantasy Village did not have a true division of the four seasons, the simulated seasons were no different from the outside world.
Afternoon.
Ling Meng held a teacup and sat on the veranda, lazily basking in the sun.
Cleaning the shrine, preparing three meals, washing clothes, etc. All sorts of things were handed over to Youli. Ling Meng could finally live the life she had always dreamed of — drinking tea after eating, sleeping after drinking tea, sleeping after sleeping, eating after sleeping …
Yes, yes, it would be even better if there was an endless supply of money.
Unfortunately, this was completely impossible.
"Really, Youli clearly goes to the Human Home to help out, so why is it that no one comes to pay their respects?"
Ling Meng grumbled softly as she glanced at the gift box in front of the shrine.
She originally thought that letting Youli go to the Human Home to promote the shrine would attract people to pay their respects, but Ling Meng found that this method was completely useless.
"Of course, it's because Sister Ling Meng is too lazy!"
Wanli Guguang bounced out of the house and laughed when he heard Ling Meng's complaint.
"Everyone is not stupid, everyone knows what Sister Ling Meng is like! So even if it's because Sister went to help out, the money will be given to Sister directly, and not stupidly run to the shrine to pay their respects! "
"Tsk …!"
Ling Meng turned her head and snorted.
Although she was greedy, since the money was given to Youli, Ling Meng would not shamelessly run over to ask for it.
At this moment, a part of her lost integrity miraculously returned!
"Then, Youli will be responsible for all the expenses of the shrine in the future!"
And then, her integrity was mercilessly thrown out again.
"… Senior Ling Meng." Youli, who had just finished cleaning, happened to hear Ling Meng's shameless words and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
With Youli's character, if Ling Meng had done this in the past, he would have used a special and respectful tone to lecture her.
But this kind of lecture was completely useless to Ling Meng's thick skin, and after a long time, even Youli gave up.
"Finished washing the clothes?"
"Yes, because Senior Ling Meng and I have [Spotless], our clothes will not get dirty. Little Guang is also a good child who loves cleanliness, so it was very easy."
"(* ^ _ _ ^ *) Hehe …"
Hearing Youli's praise, Little Light immediately revealed a cheerful smile.
"That's the only good thing about being a witch. You don't have to worry about getting dirty …"
"So Senior Ling Meng didn't wash my clothes before I came to the shrine?"
"Anyway, it won't get dirty. Washing clothes is so troublesome!"
Once again, You Li's understanding of Spirit Dream's moral integrity was refreshed.
Suddenly …
The two of them who were chatting and laughing frowned at the same time as they looked in the direction of the Sunflower field.
"What's wrong? Elder sister? Sister Ling Meng? "
"… Little Guang, stay at the shrine and look after the house. I'm going out with Senior Ling Meng."
"Mm, okay!"
Although he didn't understand what was going on, Wanli Guguang nodded obediently.
After instructing Xiao Guang, Ling Meng and You Li immediately set off.
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Above the sunflower field.
After dodging the dense attacks of the magic cannons, the storyteller broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the delicate fragrance opposite him.
"I say, this girl —"
"Miss?"
"Ah? What's wrong with that? "
The storyteller was a little stunned.
The beautiful girl in front of him with emerald green shoulder-length curly hair full of vitality was surprisingly powerful, and the storyteller still didn't understand why he provoked her.
"Of course not! Don't call me Miss, call me Queen! "
"Okay, no problem, Miss."
Delicate Fragrance: "… You're digging your own grave!"
The magic cannons flashed and exploded the sky.
Before the storyteller could react, his entire body was drowned by the magic cannons emitted by Delicate Fragrance.
When the roar dissipated and everything returned to calm, Delicate Fragrance was surprised to find that the annoying guy in front of her actually had an accident. His injuries were unexpectedly light.
"… Interesting."
Seeing that Delicate Fragrance had the intention to continue to attack, the storyteller immediately waved his hand, "Wait, wait! Is there any misunderstanding between us? "
"Misunderstanding?"
Delicate Fragrance's body flashed in front of the storyteller in an instant.
"Let's punch first and then talk. When you punch, ask all the questions!"
"Boom!!"
In a hurry, the storyteller could only raise his arms to block Delicate Fragrance's fist.
His body was sent flying by a huge force and smashed into the sunflower field. He rolled several times before stopping.
Of course, a large field of sunflowers was destroyed.
"… Ahhhhh!!!! My flowers!!!! "
Delicate Fragrance was completely furious.
The storyteller was suddenly embarrassed. You were the one who hit me to smash your flowers, okay?
But seeing Delicate Fragrance so angry, the storyteller suddenly had an idea.
[Could it be that she's angry because of these flowers?]
Thinking that he had just picked a sunflower, the storyteller suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears.
Who told you to be so cheap!
The furious Delicate Fragrance rushed over with a dark face. Looking at her posture, she was going to tear the storyteller apart.
"Bang!"
At any rate, he was once a powerhouse whose name shook the world. Although he had lost his integrity for various reasons over the years, the storyteller did not turn into a masochist.
Opening his arms, the storyteller's body instantly flew into the sky.
The space behind him distorted, and then a nine-headed dragon formed by a black shadow appeared.
The nine dragon heads roared loudly at the sky at the same time.
The roar that spread throughout the fantasy land instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The storyteller could perceive that at least several powerful auras suddenly erupted at this moment and were rushing toward this place.
"… I have to solve the dispute in front of me quickly. I'm not here to fight!"
If possible, the storyteller really didn't want to have a conflict with these people in the hometown of Eight-cloud Ink. He still had to ask for Eight-cloud Ink's help.
"All of you, stop!!!!!!"
Suddenly, a girl's exasperated voice sounded.
Ling Meng and You Li rushed into the battlefield at a speed that broke through the sky. The two witches held their respective imperial coins and blocked the two.
"Bo Li's witch, go away!"
Delicate Fragrance was not the kind of monster who would retreat when she saw Bo Li's witch. When she saw Ling Meng and You Li appear, she immediately snorted with a cold face.
When the storyteller saw Ling Meng and You Li appear, he immediately waved his hand to stop the nine-headed dragon that was about to pounce on them.
"Delicate Fragrance, don't mess around!"
Ling Meng looked at Delicate Fragrance seriously.
"Go away!"
"I won't go!"
"Go away!"
"I won't go! I won't go even if I die! Unless you give me money! "
Youli and the storyteller were speechless … What was going on with this dramatic turn of events?
"You won't go, right?" Delicate Fragrance sneered, "Then I'll beat you up too!"
The next moment, Delicate Fragrance and Ling Meng fought together.
The people who came to watch also arrived at the sunflower field one after another.
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