Honkai Shura Field, Dear, Who is She?

After most people are proficient in the basic exercises created by Fu Hua, they will naturally have insights into extensions.

So Fu Hua is not stingy, this is not something important, it is also a practice that will be passed down sooner or later.

Starting to extend without laying a good foundation will only pay for futile efforts and waste time.

"Thank you Immortal!" The emperor was overjoyed.

And everyone looked at Yun Mo with envy, what an honor to be able to practice with the immortal.

Chang'an Li Shao, who is looked down upon by others, is destined to rise to the top in the future and surpass the world.

Indeed, Yun Mo thought so too, it will be fine in the future.

But it's still too early to tell now, take your time, in a few decades, unless it's like the internal digestion of the Seven Disciples, no one will care about a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes.

Although this beautiful girl is relatively dull, and she is still very flat.

If Bronya was asked to recast Fu Hua's body, she would agree without hesitation.

However, there is not enough time...

[Not enough?Why are you panicking in the millennium, and there are still hundreds of years before Karen is born, don't you have a lot of time to spend... Raiding her? 】

[Isn’t it enough to go to Europe to attack Karen later? 】

In theory, yes, but in her eyes, I shouldn't have lived that long.

I will grow old, and my face will be wrinkled with the passage of time, and it will become vicissitudes, and it will no longer be as handsome as it is now.

She's special so she can't die, but I'm different.

My identity is that of a dude, or to put it more simply, I am a gifted mortal.

Even if he is very talented, he is still just a mortal after all. There is no fusion experiment from the previous era, and there is no other way to prolong his life.

Ordinary people can use Honkai to be like normal people, wait until the five declines of heaven and man, and then die naturally at the end of their lifespan. This situation is considered lucky, and there is no one in a million.

Once an ordinary person comes into contact with the Honkai energy and has no other special way to offset the irreversible damage caused by the Honkai energy, he will die early.

So, in her eyes, what I have to do is also very simple, I can't always be young, and I can't always pretend to be healthy.

Remember when Fu Hua looked at me before, and I replied?

【Hmm... Do you think about her "Do I look good?" sentence? 】

That's right, I have to leave such an impression on her. When I was young, I was unrestrained, unrestrained, suave, graceful, rebellious...

[Stop boasting, don't you blush when you say this, narcissist. 】

I'm just telling the truth, it feels really good to act in my true colors.

We feel pain in tragedy and love in pain.

The same is true of tragic joy, which is a "sorrowful joy."Sentimental pain in tragedy can awaken humanity, and only when we are moved to tears by "them" can we truly discover the shining point of "their" humanity—even if it has passed away.

Tragedy destroys the value of life for others to see.

Infected by tragedy and humanized, you will cherish the present more.

Because I am mortal, I will grow old, become ugly, and eventually die.

This can leave a deep impact on her, otherwise I really can't figure out how to open her heart, she herself is a "forgetful" person.

Then she must leave a memory that she is unwilling to "voluntarily forget".

[Tsk tsk, is this deception? 】

If this counts as deception, I have already deceived many people, including myself...

The only thing I can do is to treat each other seriously when we get along, and carefully maintain a relationship that is neither close nor distant.

I made mistakes, I will accept it, and then make up for it.

[Well, it's pretty good. 】

[But I'm curious why you called Li Wanwan, obviously you are not the kind of person who likes to meddle. 】

You may not believe it when you say it, but I have a feeling.

I feel like she'll be the key to my strategy, and...

At this moment, Yun Mo and Fu Hua were already taking Wan Wan back to Mount Taixu, and Yun Mo looked at Wan Wan with a warm smile on his face.

[Li Wanwan (Wu Wan), favorability: 4 stars (fake)/(5 stars), her favorability for the host has reached four stars. 】

Look, you need to complete five four-star favorability strategies, isn't this one?

She already has four stars in her affection for me, but I haven't shown my sincerity, and my liking for her only stops at the memory level of my elder brother's love for my younger sister.

Once I untie my knot, part of the task can be completed.

Moreover, her name...has two.

Li Wanwan, Wu Wan.

You think I'm going to think she's a bitch?

"Brother Huang..." Wanwan tightly clenched Yunmo's cuff, a little timidly.

For her, immortals only exist in legends, and this kind of existence that only allows mortals to be in awe is only a cloud away from her.

Yun Mo patted her on the shoulder, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, we will start a new life, no one dares to bully you, and those who looked down on you before will all have to treat you differently in time."

"Also, Immortal Chiyuan is very kind..."

Fu Hua suddenly looked back at Yun Mo, but didn't say anything.

After all, Wanwan was still too timid, so she simply said "um", and kept hiding behind Yun Mo.

Yun Mo is also very helpless, he can't hide his inferiority complex in his bones, some people have to spend their whole life to heal the injuries they suffered when they were young.

Until death is brought into the tomb, those wounds may not be healed.

This is also related to the lonely environment and lonely life in the early years.

Wanwan can be said to be the tragic heroine in Jinjiang novels. If nothing else happens, she will become a generation of empress under the blessing of the protagonist's halo.

But how is it possible...

Yun Mo would never believe that such a weak and timid girl would turn into a murderous empress who used human life as a weight.

How could the hostess setting in Jinjiang appear in Hedgehog Cat?

Yun Mo cast his eyes on Wan Wan's delicate face again, her eyes were teary and pitiful.

Unreasonable unreasonable.

Wanwan guessed that she would always be silly and sweet in the future.

After a long time, walking too slowly, Fu Hua directly called out the key of control and walked with the sword.

Well, Yun Mo is an ordinary person, so he has to hold on to Fu Hua, and it's definitely not for taking advantage.

Not long after, they came to a somewhat desolate ancient residence.

"I leave on weekdays, and I have been away for decades, and I rarely come back to take care of it..." Fu Hua coughed lightly.

How could Yun Mo give up the opportunity to show off, "Chi Yuan, don't worry! I will leave such trivial matters to me, and I am also very good at taking care of chores!"

Fu Hua: "Don't call me by my name, you are my apprentice..."

Yun Mo: "Alright Chi Yuan, no problem, Xiao Yuan!"

Fu Hua: "..."

Forget it, Fu Hua sighed, anyway, sooner or later he will forget, rules and so on, it doesn't matter.

It's a bit different from those who want to become their own apprentices, one master at a time.

Wanwan: "Emperor, brother, let me help too!"

Yun Mo: "No, no, leave this kind of physical work to me, Wan Wan, stay away, don't let the dust choke you."

Just do what you say, Yun Mo rolls up his sleeves, and doesn't care about gentleman's etiquette and tidy clothes.

It can be said that Yunmo has his own unique insights when doing housework. After all, when he lived with Da Yaya, he used to take care of the whole house by himself.

It's not that Bronya doesn't do it, but that Yunmo is willing to do it. Bronya works very hard, but he has top-notch computer technology, codes are easy, and he can do it almost by instinct and conditioned reflex.

And Bronya wanted to think, even more trouble.

The ability to do housework is not bestowed by the system, but cultivated by Yunmo himself.

Although compared to the powerful abilities of other traversers, such as space, time and space, fate, karma, etc., the ability to do housework seems a bit ridiculous.

But Yun Mo quite enjoyed this skill that he had honed and mastered.

It allowed Yunmo to find a sense of home and peace.

"What the hell, the clothes... were gnawed a few holes by the mice!"

"Damn it, why does this table break when you touch it, is it a fake?"

"Why is the door broken?"

"What a big spider!"

Fu Hua: "..."

Fu Hua moved quietly and left the room silently.

The night was like washing, the dark curtain was dotted with numerous bright stars, a round of crescent moon hung high above the pitch-black sky, exuding silver-white brilliance, and beams of bright crescent moon light poured down.

The Taixu Mountain is set off more beautifully, revealing a bit of dreamy and blurred atmosphere in the haze.

The clear stream flows down from the mountain, and the trickle finally converges in the prosperous lotus pond. The lotus leaves support the red lotus, and the flower buds have a touch of coquettish pink.

The water vapor is hazy and dense, the breeze blows, and the fragrance of lotus overflows.

By the lotus pond, Wanwan was sitting on a stone stool. She was wearing a light blue floral dress and a black and beautiful black silk shawl. She had a cute face and delicate features.

The small and exquisite eyes seem to be shining brightly.

The innocence and pure appearance of Jiji girls are vividly displayed.

Without the fairy around, she became a curious baby again.

Wanwan, who was locked in the palace since she was a child, yearned for things outside for a long time.