Daqin: My followers are all sand sculpture players

It looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old.

Although it can't be fully opened, there is already a faint bright and moving feeling between the brows.

06 The most eye-catching thing is the girl's silver-white hair.

Who wouldn't like this kind of white-haired girl?

"Hot Pot?"

"What is that?"

The girl frowned, as if she couldn't understand.

But then he returned to his usual indifferent expression.

"This is the territory of the Tianzong of Taoism, the idlers, etc., leave quickly."

The girl in front of her had a cold tone, as if she didn't welcome the advance team players.

"Little sister, don't worry, the big brothers are not bad people."

"The weather is very cold, do you want to try the herbal hot pot together?"

The head of the family also came out at the right time.

"Master, don't scare others."

"That's right, I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare thinking about you at night."

From the players' point of view, it is difficult for the wild face of the big master to get close to little girls.

It's pretty good if you don't become a bandit leader.

But to the surprise of all the players, this girl doesn't seem to care about the appearance of the head.

With clear eyes, she calmly looked at the big master in front of her.

"Little sister, aren't you afraid of this man?"

"Appearance is just skin, you don't need to care about your appearance."

"What needs to be paid attention to is the real heart of a person, but it's just that you can't see it."

It is hard to imagine that such a philosophical sentence came from the mouth of the girl in front of me.

"The little girl is young and intelligent, it's tiring to talk standing up."

"Sit down and talk, and eat some hot pot by the way to warm up your body."

Hearing the other party say that, the head of the family was a little happy.

After all, girls of this age are mature enough not to cry when they see him.

I have to say that the big boss has the potential to be a warm man.

Not only has invincible cooking power, but also has a warm heart.

It's a pity that this wild face has always kept him from being a warm man.

"It's just to satisfy the appetite, it's meaningless."

It's a pity that the girl doesn't seem to want to appreciate it.

……

"Hey, is this the one?"

"Standard tsundere, right?"

"To deal with tsundere girls, I have special skills."

The two players next to them were discussing in low voices.

But I saw one of them walking over slowly, then bent at [-] degrees, and said to the girl in front of me.

"I know you don't care about your appetite at all."

"In any case, we want to invite you to have a taste, and please grant our little wish."

That's right, to face Tsundere is to take a straight ball offensive.

And, directly pick out the topic.

As long as it is not really unwilling, most of the other party will not refuse.

"A senseless move."

Even though she said so, the cold girl still sat down.

He took the tableware handed over by the head, and looked at the steaming hot pot in front of him.

After removing the shabu-shabu with the first chopsticks from the hot pot.

The girl's movements obviously stagnated.

Then it returned to normal.

It was still as elegant as ever, just holding the hand of the shabu-shabu, and it never stopped.

"The little girl is a disciple of the Tianzong of Taoism?"

"No comment."

It's clear that Maiden isn't the goofy ingénue type.

"Then, what's the name, can you tell me?"

"Xiaomeng."

"Good name!"

When Xiaomeng said his name, the players were also quite surprised.

"Zhuang Zhouxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos."

"There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm sun in Lantian."

"Can this feeling be turned into a memory? It's just that I was at a loss at the time."

"Okay, why don't you keep the ancient poem Solitaire?"

The players interrupted the ancient poetry solitaire that was going to continue.

But Xiaomeng gave the group of people in front of her a surprise look.

How can a person who can speak such poetic words be a simple person.

"Sister Xiaomeng, I want to ask you something, I don't know if it's okay."

Xiaomeng frowned again and did not refute.

The action of picking up the shabu-shabu in his hand and eating it didn't stop.

"Do you know where there are special materials that can forge magic weapons in Taiyi Mountain?"

"You want this?"

Xiaomeng asked instead.

This little sister should know something.

Seeing that there was something going on, the players also spoke out directly.

"That's right, that's what we're here for."

"Then you can give up. Even if you find it, you won't be able to bring it back with your strength."

No player will admit that he can't do it.

Especially in front of this kind of white-haired girl.

"Sister Xiaomeng, the strength of the brothers is not ordinary."

Just when the players of the advance team were about to brag about how strong they were.

Xiaomeng put down the tableware and chopsticks, and said gracefully.

"Unusual strength?"

"You mean, the strength level of your group of innate realm?"

huh?

This little girl can actually see our level of strength?

"Perhaps in the outside world, such strength is already considered good."

"However, it is not enough to take away what you think of."

As Xiaomeng spoke, she also stood up again.

"I can tell you clearly that if you want to take that thing away, you need at least the realm of a master."

"Moreover, more than one master is needed."

87 players are planning 【Subscribe】

……

"Need so many masters?"

"But it's okay, can't we still fit together?"

"And Father Duan and the others are here this time."

"It's really not possible, we can still ask Brother Xia to take action, there must be no problem."

Listening to Xiaomeng's words, the players in the advance team did not suspect him.

He began to analyze on his own.

It is concluded that strength is not a problem.

"Sister Xiaomeng, just say, strength is not a problem."

A group of players also patted their chests to assure.

This surprised Xiaomeng a little.

Originally thought that these people would retreat in spite of difficulties.

Now, judging from their expressions, it doesn't seem like they are telling lies.

In other words, this group of people seems to really have the confidence to say so.

As a peerless genius among the Taoist Tianzong.

At the age of eight, he was able to rely on his own strength to defeat the six elders in Tianzong except Chisongzi.

Since then, his strength has surpassed that of a master.

Then he was accepted as a closed disciple by Bei Mingzi who had been reclusive for many years.

It's been several years now.

His strength has already reached the peak of the master.

There is even a faint feeling of touching that barrier.

There is only a thin line from the threshold of breaking through to the Grand Master.

"It seems that you are quite confident?"

"That being the case, it's okay to tell you."

Xiaomeng still kept her indifferent expression, and continued to speak.

"The material for forging the magic weapon that you want is now in the hands of the Taoist family."

"It's called the Essence of Snow Cold."

"If you really have the ability, just go and get it."

The players are also excited.

He didn't notice that a girl like Xiaomeng could know these things at all.

According to the plan made by Dark Lotus.