"Ahem." He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and then realized another question, "Then why are you like this? I mean, maid outfits or something."

"Master... don't like it?"

Xiaojiu tilted his head and smiled sweetly.

hiss--

Chen Yun felt his heart beat a few times.

His eyes were involuntarily attracted by the amplitude of the thin lips, and his smile was much stronger than those movie stars Ou.

It's worthy of being a monster!

He waved his hand quickly.

"No one doesn't like it, just curious, curious!"

"Hehe." Xiaojiu covered her lips and her big eyes bent into a crescent shape. "Because the photos of the owner's body memory and the pictures browsed online are the most common types, so when she transformed, Xiaojiu chose this look himself."

“…”

Chen Yun's old face turned red.

So that's how it is. He said why does it look so deep in my heart?

If you want to say that the person who knows him best in this world is undoubtedly his own mobile phone.

"Master, no matter what Xiaojiu becomes, Xiaojiu is your mobile phone, and this will never change." Xiaojiu walked to Chen Yun step by step, plucked up the courage, stretched out his hands to hold his palm, raised it in front of his chest, smiling face and eyes like water.

At this moment, the morning sun dispersed the clouds, spreading on this messy land, and shining on Xiaojiu.

Her long dark hair and milky white and healthy skin reflect the sunlight back, looking like a golden glow.

Chen Yun couldn't help but hold his breath for this beauty.

But the mood became calmer.

The eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

Although I haven't figured out what happened yet, my heart, which was nervous and uneasy by this completely unpredictable scene, gradually calmed down. The Bodhi branches on my body and the Xiaojiu in front of me... were all proclaiming that his past life was gone forever.

Starting today, I will no longer be an ordinary person.

Instead, be someone with a girl.

Chen Yun strives to adapt to the new identity of the person and adapt to everything in front of him.

I haven't been standing outside stupidly all the time.

They returned to the villa behind them.

My own mobile phone has become a monster, so why are you going to the refuge camp?

Chen Yun also found that Xiaojiu was no less familiar with this house than himself. He seemed to have lived here for several years. He even knew where the potato chips were placed, how to place the fruits, and even where the TV remote control was located.

It's indeed my own glory nine.

Chen Yun sighed.

He looked at the pattern on the back of his hand, and when he touched it, he felt completely the touch of his skin, and there was no feeling except that... it was not completely unchanged. His body seemed to be a little lighter, and he could vaguely feel the warmth in the air.

Is this aura?

It seems that I should be able to practice.

"Master." Xiaojiu packed up the clothes and snacks that Chen Yun took out last night, walked out of the room, holding some clothes to change in his hand. "Many people came outside, police, and two good-strength cultivators."

"How is the practitioner...compared to you?"

Chen Yun couldn't help but sit upright. It would be strange if no one came last night when there was such a big noise.

He was a little panicked.

Xiaojiu's strength should be quite good. After all, he had seen the power of the heavenly tribulation last night with his own eyes. The surrounding villas and houses were turned into ashes. If all monsters were intact under such an offensive, then the order of the world would have collapsed long ago and immortals would have flown all over the sky.

But the problem is...

Xiaojiu’s identity and how to explain her relationship with herself.

Such a powerful person suddenly appears to be a maid for an ordinary person who has not practiced yet? All fools know that there are either stories or secrets.

"It's not worth mentioning." Xiaojiu smiled sweetly, as if seeing through Chen Yun's worries, and whispered, "Xiaojiu has a way... As long as you said that you, the master, who passed the tribulation last night, Xiaojiu is just the little maid next to the master, you will not be warned."

Judging from the network information collected by Xiaojiu.

In this world, most of the people who are at the forefront of cultivation are young people.

After all, it is the revival of spiritual energy and the reshaping of the way of heaven. Even among the famous sects that have left their heritage, the elderly and young people are on the same starting line. The competition is nothing more than who has the stronger talent, who has the best understanding, and who has the deepest opportunity.

Compared to Xiaojiu, a character who came out of nowhere.

Chen Yun, a young man who has lived at home for three years, has a status to check and traces to follow. At most, others just think that he has been practicing hard for the past three years and hides his shortcomings, without feeling incredible or being alert.

"Can this work?" Chen Yun was a little weak.

Although he could also notice that he had a slight spiritual power on his body, he had not yet officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

People pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Are they trying to pretend to be tigers and eat pigs?

"Xiao Jiu is here."

Xiaojiu had a smile on his face, but there seemed to be a little bit deep in his eyes... teasing?

"Huh--then let's try."

Chen Yun adjusted his mentality and nodded solemnly.

After all, just think a little bit.

I know that Xiaojiu’s suggestion is a good way to fool, the premise is to be able to fool the past.

Chen Yun is not stupid, he must have a big secret. In the face of the state machine and even the general trend of the world, only strength can protect his secrets. When he has no strength, pretending to have strength is also a strategic way.

Don't give anyone the opportunity to take advantage of.

So he sat upright on the sofa in the living room.

Waiting nervously and guiltyly.

Outside the door, there were a total of five or six police cars, who had already arrived from the city.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I was extremely shocked.

"It's all destroyed, and even the cement floor has melted."

"This house is completely unscathed!"

"The practitioner who has passed the tribulation does not know whether he succeeded."

"It must have been successful, otherwise the house should have been destroyed."

“…”

The police did not mention the discussion. Director Zhao, the person in charge, came down from one of the policemen, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but wipe his cold sweat.

He is also a practitioner.

Otherwise, how could he be the head of a police station in a city at the age of 33?

During special periods, the country also has special responses.

only......

"Director Lu, is this the breath of the heavenly tribulation?"

He turned his head and looked at a man getting out of the car.

This is the head of a special department who came overnight.

His strength is one level higher than his.

"I don't know, I have never seen the heavenly tribulation."

Director Lu seems to be a few years younger than Director Zhao, and his face is also a little pale at this moment.

The pressure of the heavenly tribulation on practitioners is deeply rooted in the soul.

Just the breath left by the heavenly tribulation makes their spiritual power slow to operate, and they feel a sense of depression that they can hardly breathe.
Chapter completed!