The Handmaiden of Rebirth in the Last Days Does Not Lose Price

Chapter 4 The First Meeting (1)
"Wow, so, so magnificent!"

Ever since Ouyang Wan'er learned that she could only do nothing in this life, she had experienced despair, pain, depression, loss, and entanglement, but when she thought about her life, although she could not become a cultivator or a peerless powerhouse, she could still live a good life. The lives of ordinary people with ordinary heads, in my previous life, I was not a thief who lived as usual.

No, it took less than a day for this guy to be stunned, and he immediately returned to normal, and his nerves were speechless.

After several days of living and sleeping, the group finally arrived safely at the most prosperous place in the Chinese Empire: the imperial capital, a majestic and extremely prosperous city, and the huge city wall was extravagantly built with ten thousand years of immortal granite.

The unique city opened Wan'er's horizons for this down-to-earth country bumpkin. Along the way, she often sighed loudly about her inner shock and curiosity.

Although it was not the first time for the patriarch to come to the most prosperous imperial capital of the Chinese Empire, he still couldn't help sighing secretly like Wan'er, deep in his heart, and made up his mind that he must serve the family for the rest of his life. Cultivate a super genius disciple and lead the tribe back to the main line.

Although the Ouyang family has been passed down for thousands of years, for the imperial capital where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and other aristocratic families with thousands of years of inheritance live, the Ouyang family is nothing more than a small family that cannot stand on the stage.

No, the leading patriarch hurriedly asked the few strong men in the clan to tell the little guys behind to keep their mouths shut, especially Wan'er, who drools more than tea, don't be in the Here, offend people who cannot be offended.

Wan'er, who was called out again, didn't know how to describe the terribleness in her heart. She made a fuss, but she was just a four-year-old brat after all.

However, since she was called out by others, Wan'er kept her mouth shut for no other reason than her own ten-year-old brother who had to pretend to be a grown-up.

But on the round bun's face, those black eyes with traces of aura were busy looking around.

The rabbit, which was originally the size of a domestic cat, is really the size of a dirt dog.

A big fat pig weighing hundreds of catties is only the size of a field mouse.

In memory, a cat with only one tail actually has two tails.

After Ouyang Long's explanation, Wan'er, an old villager, now knows that if the blood of the Nine-Life Tmall is pure, it can grow more tails as its strength advances: Nine Tails.

More and more unknown creatures appeared in front of Wan'er as they entered the bustling streets and alleys of the imperial capital. Her characteristic steamed bun face was extremely excited, and her pair of small powder fists danced wildly from time to time.

Huh, this hand?When a group of people passed by an antique shop specializing in medicinal herbs and elixirs, Wan'er, who was extremely excited, suddenly felt a numb and itchy feeling in her hands.

Especially when approaching the shop at close range, this feeling is very strong, as if there is a ghostly voice in my mind, constantly yelling at Wan'er, jumping off the unicorn spirit horse and rushing into the shop.

If Ouyang Long hadn't hugged her tightly, Wan'er might really have done this. As soon as she left the range of the shop, the devilish impulse in Wan'er's heart slowly calmed down, but it also made her She was terrified enough.

Just, what happened just now?I, I seem to be a different person.

Wan'er, who was unable to lean against Ouyang Long's arms, thought for a while with fear.

"Haha, Brother Si, I didn't expect you to arrive early this year."

(End of this chapter)