The End of the Book: Becoming a Cannon Fodder Rich Lolita at the Beginning

Nanyun Province.

Continuous mountains.

The vast mountains are covered with black stones.

Soon, several tall figures stepped on the black stones.

There were four people in their group.

They were in groups of two, each carrying a stretcher.

The stretcher was piled high with something wrapped in a layer of black cloth, and it was impossible to see what it was.

But it must be very heavy.

Because the strong men carrying the stretcher were all panting.

There were beads of sweat on their heads.

But even so, they were still struggling to move forward.

"Hurry up, the young master said it's urgent."

"Everyone, work harder."

I don't know who said it, and the others worked even harder.

Soon, they walked a lot of miles in the mountains.

...

Wild Dog Ridge.

Stone Courtyard.

There are three rooms in the stone courtyard.

A main room faces the small table in the stone courtyard.

There are two side rooms next to it.

One of the side rooms is where the mute girl Jiaojiao lives.

The other is a utility room.

At this moment, a little Lolita is walking out of the main house.

The little Lolita is wearing a black sportswear, with a bun on her head and a red ribbon tied on it.

The soft face is matched with this slightly middle school outfit.

There is a faint sense of unrestrained and handsomeness.

In the hand of this little Lolita, there is also a piece of drawing paper.

On the drawing paper are a piece of mountain trend chart.

Next to this trend chart, there are many red annotations.

But the annotations on it are crooked, like tadpoles, and it is very difficult to recognize.

"It's still not enough."

The little Lolita muttered as she walked.

"I always feel that something unexpected will happen."

The soft and sticky voice echoed in the courtyard.

Unfortunately, no one could respond.

Creak.

At this moment, two dull wooden doors were opened.

Three people walked in.

Among the three people, there was an old man and a cold girl.

The other one was a middle-aged woman.

The old man was Meng Fan, and the girl was Jiaojiao.

The middle-aged woman was Zhao Fengqin.

At this time, all three of them looked very bad.

Little Loli took a look at their faces and shook her head.

These three people ran out early in the morning.

Now they came back after a whole day, and their faces were still so bad.

Little Loli was thinking when she heard Zhao Fengqin speak.

"Second Uncle Meng, they don't believe it, what should we do now?"

Zhao Fengqin's voice was urgent.

But it was not until half a minute later.

Seeing the sign language, Old Man Meng's face turned cold.

"Don't care about them, let's make preparations first."

"If the enemy comes, the general will fight, and if the water comes, the earth will cover it."

"Fengqin, you go back to take care of Xiaobao first, and I will do the rest."

Old Man Meng's voice was like thunder, one sentence after another.

The momentum was quite frightening.

Zhao Fengqin, who heard his words, was also very straightforward.

She sighed and left the stone courtyard.

Old Man Meng and Jiaojiao in the courtyard did not stay for long.

They quickly entered the house.

I don't know what they went to do.

For a while, only the little Lolita holding the drawing paper was left in the courtyard.

"Who... are they?"

Her starry eyes flashed.

The little Lolita also looked up at the mountains outside.

If I guessed correctly, the "they" Zhao Fengqin just mentioned should be the people who guarded these mountains together.

They may be the people who studied the reagents.

They may also be the people who protected the reagents.

Such an important reagent cannot be guarded by Meng Fan alone.

Even if Meng Fan is a top martial arts master of a country.

He will not be the only one.

There should be others.

And those others were also the ones who stopped He Yong from following Old Man Meng that day.

"Wild Dog Ridge, a good place."

The pink little mouth slightly curled, and the baby voice sounded softly.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, treasures everywhere."

...

In the next two days, the days were like turning on the accelerator.

Everyone was busy.

There was almost no time to rest.

Everyone was making various preparations, in a hurry.

No one could rest.

Even the fiery red little fox exercised every day.

Every morning when I got up, I meditated.

After meditating, I did two sets of boxing.

It was magical that it didn't look like an animal, but really like a fox spirit.

Of course.

These two days, Su Xing's treatment is still continuing.

At night, the white little Lolita would go to the room of the old man.

Then, the stone house was bright.

The treatment of light-based supernatural powers began.

And tonight, it was the last treatment.

In the stone house.

The white little Lolita sat cross-legged on the gray bed.

Next to the gray bed stood old man Meng in black.

At this moment, old man Meng looked serious.

"Tonight is the last treatment."

"This time IWill completely merge your two souls. "

"So this time it will be extremely dangerous."

Old Man Meng said, staring at the little Lolita.

"You can also choose not to merge the two souls, but when your injury is healed, your other soul will be stronger, and there will be no chance to merge again. "

If they don't merge, there will be a disaster one day.

Old Man Meng didn't say this.

But he told the little Lolita with his eyes.

"Little girl, tell me your answer now."

"Just nod or shake your head."

"Merge or not?"

Merge?

Or not?

A sentence that hits the soul, coupled with Old Man Meng's loud voice.

For a moment, the little Lolita sitting on the bed trembled.

Finally, the starry eyes stopped flickering.

The white and tender little Lolita nodded.

"I want to merge! "

The tender voice exuded a trace of firmness.

Then, the stone house was brightly lit.

The room was filled with soft light.

They came out from the palm of old man Meng, and finally slowly entered the top of the little Lolita's head.

In just a moment, the soft little face was set off with incomparable holiness.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The soft light is getting more and more.

Two light balls slowly emerged above the head of the little Lolita.

One of the light balls was extremely weak.

It was only the size of a soybean, weak and tiny.

The other one was larger than the night pearl on the wall.

Staring and blooming.

It's a pity that there are several cracks on this light ball.

And the cracks are constantly emitting milky white light.

"At this moment! "

In the stone house, old man Meng shouted.

The next moment, the two light beads began to slowly approach each other.

But the closer they got, the more uncomfortable the little man on the bed felt, and his complexion became worse and worse.

Bears of sweat slid down from the little man's head.

About half an hour later, the two light beads came together.

Ding!

At this moment, the two light beads collided.

And the little girl's face was extremely pale.

"Md, it really... hurts. "

As soon as the voice fell, the little Lolita's body began to shake.

But at the moment of shaking, the small light bead entered the big light bead.

At that moment, Su Xing's consciousness also saw a vague person.

A very small person.

She was squatting in a dark corner crying.

When he saw this little person, Su Xing felt his heart tremble.

Why?

Why cry?

Just as he was thinking, the crying little person slowly turned his face.

That soft little face was exactly the same as his own .

"Su Xing'er..."

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ps: I didn't write about light beads on purpose, making it sound like cultivation.

It's just because mental power is too difficult to understand, and it can't be touched or seen. If I directly describe mental power as air, you will not understand it.

Here, the souls of the two people are compared to light beads, just to make it easier for the babies to understand.

Kiss.

By the way, in a few chapters, the little Lolita will turn into white hair. Do you have any good-looking white-haired Lolita pictures? Collect them here and post them up when the time comes.

Trojan horse.