After Becoming a Little |

That long silver hair fluttered in the air, and the black robe with dark gold embroidered dragon patterns fluttered, looking like a god descending from the sky.

"Roar—boom——"

Before the opponent fell to the ground, he raised his hand and slapped the ground. Accompanied by the looming sound of the dragon's chant, there was a loud explosion in the forest. The air wave rushed out of the forest, and smoke visible to the naked eye rose into the air.

The air waves engulfing the leaves even rushed to the front of the tent, causing people to involuntarily raise their hands to block their eyes.

And in this bomb-like background, the silver-haired woman in the black robe slowly walked out from the forest.

"……tyrant!"

Yamato Nadeko didn't realize that her voice was trembling, and the way the other party appeared really challenged human imagination.

The red helicopter went back and forth, and someone on it dropped an ancient silver Overlord gun, and the embossed long gun tore into the air, screaming, and fell straight to where the Xuanpao girl was.

Everyone subconsciously stared at the falling Overlord Spear. The relief on the gun body was turning, like a swimming dragon rushing down from the air. coldness.

"laugh--"

The Overlord Spear stopped suddenly—the silver-haired black-robed tyrant stretched out his hand casually without raising his head, and firmly held the spear that was falling at high speed directly in his hand.

The setback from extreme movement to extreme stillness makes people feel sick in their chests.

The lady in Xuanpao glanced at the foot of the small mountain, and then she looked at Yamato Nadeko's face, showing a faint smile: "We haven't seen each other for a day, but it's like three autumns, so we haven't seen each other for a year and a half, right?"

"..."

"Shhhhh! 』

The Overlord gun pierced through the air, brushed against Yamato Nadeko's neck, and directly penetrated the shoulder of a person behind her who was pointing a stun gun at Li Guang's nun, and nailed it to the old wooden pillar next to her.

Yamato Nadeko touched her neck, and the bony body relief of the Overlord Spear directly brushed against her shoulder, and wiped a piece of clothes and the flesh and blood on her neck.

"I told you I hate when people put a gun to my head - and she does too!"

Yamato Nadeko lowered his eyes and bowed slightly: "It's because I didn't entertain well, I hope you will forgive me."

"...You'd better be more stubborn." The girl in Xuanpao walked up to her and patted her face: "In that case, we don't need to talk so much nonsense."

Behind the Xuanpao girl, the eyes of several scientific researchers brought suspicion to the world: "Just now, it should be some kind of recoil landing method!"

"Could it be a bomb?"

"Then how does the human body perfectly withstand this recoil force?!"

"The opponent's clothes may have the effect of a wingsuit!"

"I'm more inclined to some kind of small lander like a one-time jetpack, go find it in the woods!"

"Although it's impossible, I still feel that the opponent used the recoil force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to jump directly..."

"Stop reading martial arts novels!"

"Could it be an anti-gravity device?"

"Sci-fi novels, too—"

"And she caught the long gun just now. I suspect that she is wearing a light power armor similar to that of the Ninth Bureau. Look at her clothes, it may be to cover up the armor inside."

The girl in Xuan Pao ignored the murmurs of the researchers behind her, but passed Yamato Nadeko who bowed her head silently, and walked forward to look at the little nun Liguang who was on the stretcher in a rather embarrassed state.

"...how did you make it like this?"

The little Taoist nun Liguang stared blankly at the face of the girl in Xuanpao for a long time, her eyes met. After a while, she lowered her head and said in a dull voice, "...Liguang is useless, Master Uncle, I'm sorry."

"You've done a good job, it's just some rubbish planning, purely playing with people."

The girl in Xuanpao touched her hair. This familiar stroking action made the little nun Liguang subconsciously shrink her neck and narrow her eyes like a cat, but she seemed to remember something, and her little head froze. He raised his eyes to look at the girl in Xuan Pao, and then lowered his eyelids after blinking to cover up the enlightenment in his eyes.

Xuan Pao Nu took out a ginseng piece from her sleeve and handed it over: "Can you stand up?"

"……can!"

"Then stand up—"

The little nun Liguang took the ginseng slices into her mouth, turned over and stood up, her calf gave way and almost fell, but she still held on to the box next to her and stood firmly against it.

The girl in Xuan Pao pressed her hand on her shoulder, and said in a cold tone, "Who hurt you?"

Little Aunt Liguang thought for a while and explained, "I've won them as far as I can, it's fair."

"……it is good."

The girl in Xuanpao knew what the child wanted to say, maybe Gao Tianyuan had set up a shit-like 81-[-]-[-] difficult-to-learn formation, which seemed funny to others, but to little Taoist Liguang, it was already considered a big fight if the other party didn't rush forward. It's fair, not to mention that those witches with swords are still there, and they haven't really killed them.

Is this the pride of Huanxiguan?It's really scary...

The Xuanpao girl withdrew her palm, exhaled a breath of foul air like a dragon, and Bai Lian rushed half a meter away before dissipating.

Then she turned her head and looked back: "Where is my sword?"

"..."

Yamato Nadeko was silent for a moment, and turned sideways to make way: "On the mountain, you need to fetch it by yourself. We have a cooperative relationship with the Kashima Ri Shrine, and the sword saint priestess does not need to obey our orders."

The girl in Xuanpao took a deep look at her: "At this time tomorrow night, I will visit you at Gaotianyuan, and I will also bring a souvenir."

"Bright--"

"I'll visit for nothing in person, do I still have to choose a date?"

Yamato Nadeko's face froze, and then he put on a gentle smile: "Our honor."

The girl in Xuanpao looked up at the mountain road. From the foot of the mountain up, the zigzag mountain road was full of witches in red and white witch costumes. This scene was like those heavenly soldiers and generals who looked down from the Nantian Gate when Monkey King made a big fuss in the sky. ——But if you really have to think about it, what kind of heavenly soldiers and generals are they?

The probe took the spear that Yamato Nadeko offered with both hands, and the girl in Xuanpao took a few steps and drew a circle on the ground. The center of the circle was where Aunt Liguang was standing leaning on the equipment box.

"I'm going to get the sword, you wait for me here."

Touching the head of little Taoist Li Guang again, the Xuanpao girl turned her head and announced: "Whoever dares to enter this circle, you will bear the consequences—"

Looking at the phoenix eyes, it really made people's heart tremble.

Yamato Nadeko took two steps back to show that he had no other thoughts: "His Excellency Baishou Taixuan used martial arts to make friends and defeated the inheritance of swordsmanship in our country. There are a total of 81 people. The inheritance of these 81 people is all here now—— Their swordsmanship may have been wrong or regressed in the past few decades, please give me your advice."

Little Aunt Liguang looked at Yamato Nadeko, her tone was so calm that there was no ups and downs, but her fists were clenched tightly: "I defeated twenty of them."

"...Okay, I'll arrange to remove it now."

The Xuanpao girl waved her sleeves: "No need—"

She pointed at the two bags of samurai swords brought down by Gao Tianyuan's people: "Those twenty broken copper and iron are the ones that were lost before?"

Little Aunt Li Guang nodded: "Well, twenty."

"Heh..." Yamato Nadeko smiled: "Since Daoist Li Guang insisted, we should get rid of these people."

Even though she said so, she didn't move, she just looked up at the Xuanpao girl, the blood on her neck and shoulders soaked the collar, but she didn't realize it, she still had that gentle and virtuous appearance.

"Since they are all lined up, let them lose once."

Little Aunt Liguang took the soft sword next to her, offered it with both hands, and bowed deeply with her little head: "Send it to my uncle."

The girl in Xuanpao took the soft sword and wrapped it around her waist. The soft sword in Huanxiguan has a good point, that is, it looks very retro, and the soft sword scabbard in the shape of a jade belt is a perfect match for this black dragon robe.

The girl in Xuanpao stepped forward, stopped after a few steps, turned her head to look over, her eyes were particularly bright in the night.

Putting on the jade belt, she was even more imposing, as if she was a high-ranking king looking down on the barbarians: "The rules of the world are the rules—you Gao Tianyuan, you must understand what is a monarch and minister, what is a father and son, and the rules... can't be messed up."

Yamato Nadeko looked at this tyrant who was much more aggressive and domineering than the white-headed Taixuan back then, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath: "Then I hope you can succeed."

……

……

The girl in Xuan Pao stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up.

The twenty witches who were defeated by the little Taoist priest Liguang have been replaced by their sisters. Compared with the Republic, this book does have merits in the inheritance of traditional skills such as kendo. Not to mention, but this persistence is not bad.

She raised her voice, and the voice spread far away, so that all the sword-wielding maidens above could hear clearly: "Get out of the way, that sword, you shouldn't-"

No one answered, and the more than 80 sword-wielding witches on the mountain looked down, with different expressions in their eyes, some were curious, some were resentful, some were indifferent, but most were eager to try.

What does this look like?

It seems that someone said, brave, go to defeat the dragon and get the artifact, and you will face some demon kings on the way.

Isn't the brave man just five and four heavenly kings? Look at my righteous kidney shot and holy backstab.

As a result, that person shook his head, no, it was 81 demon kings.

In front of the Xuanpao girl are two pockets of samurai swords in different shapes, and even some very personal small stickers can be seen on them, full of the breath of life.

She took a deep look at the sticker, then lowered her head and untied the original belt of her black robe, tore off a piece with her bare hands and spread it out in front of her face: "Since you guys won't let me, don't blame me for being ruthless—you followed the rules before, I don't want to see your blood."

Saying so, she covered the belt in front of her eyes and tied a knot in the back of her head.

The samurai swords in the two bags were rolled up by her with the remaining belt, ten on each side, and tied around her waist.

The wind picked up, and the red maple leaves rustled down in the early winter night wind, drifting away behind her.

Stepping up the mountain road, the eyes of the first witch with a sword turned cold, she pulled out the samurai sword from her waist and slashed towards her silently, the hissing sound of the blade cutting through the air was particularly shrill.

"Zheng -"

No one saw the movement of the girl in the black robe clearly, only saw the silver knife light flashing past, the witch holding the sword remained in place, and she threw the drawn samurai sword together with the scabbard In front of the sword-wielding maiden, continue to move forward.

After taking a breath, the sword-wielding priestess knelt down heavily, a deep bloodstain stretched longitudinally on her right arm, the sleeve of the priestess' uniform was torn, and the blood flowed to the ground.

The second witch's complexion changed slightly, she exhaled and opened her voice, as if such a roar could give her courage, she opened and closed her face to the girl in the black robe.

"Puff -"

There was a muffled sound of sharp blades piercing flesh, and the girl in the black robe didn't stop for even half a second, and continued to climb up the stairs. The witch holding the sword behind her lowered her head, staring blankly at the samurai sword on her shoulder, speechless Come.

The sword-wielding witches almost subconsciously took half a step back, their expressions becoming serious——

……

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The foot of the mountain · data collection team.

"Can you see clearly?!"

"Too fast! The action cameras couldn't catch-"

"How many?"