When Liu Nian woke up, he found that his entire body was warm and comfortable. He opened his eyes and looked up.
"Sigh, why does the ceiling look so white and soft? Sigh, why is the ceiling getting closer and closer to me? Ah, ah, ah, so soft, I almost can't breathe!”
Fleeting Year, who had fallen into the softness of the white flowers, finally broke free after a long time. When he stood up, he saw that he had just been lying on the legs of a big sister with big breasts.
This woman was wearing a nondescript Daoist robe and a soft hat on her head. She kept sizing up Liu Nian with a happy expression.
"A'la, is this the little brother you've been thinking about day and night?”
Hearing this familiar name, Liu Nian's body trembled and he looked behind this woman.
"Spirit…Dream... Sis."
"Fleeting Years."
Liu Nian's eyes were already wet beyond recognition. The memories of that period of time were like snowflakes falling in his mind as he woke up.
"Sister Ling Meng."
Liu Nian cried as he ran over, but Ling Meng pushed him away.
"Don't come near me, Liunian. I'm already a woman filled with misfortune. Don't come near me. If you come near me, you'll get hurt. I'm no longer the Sister Ling Meng you used to know. The current me is called Huo Ling Meng.”
Fleeting Year looked at Ling Meng's current appearance. Her eyes were bloody red, and her body was covered with strange red symbols. Her black clothes were filled with an ominous aura, and her hair had turned from its original black and beautiful color to a silvery-white color.
Liu Nian took a deep breath. Then, under Ling Meng's anxious gaze, he messed up Ling Meng's hair like he did when they were young. Then, he hugged Ling Meng tightly.
"Sister Ling Meng, I've come back to marry you.”
...
My name is Liu Nian. En, I'm almost at the age where I can play happily with my friends. Yesterday, I hugged Sister Ling Meng, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. I was so excited that I couldn't help myself.
However, after not seeing her for so many years, how could they say that Sister Ling Meng had lived for so many years? Ha, what a bunch of liars. How could Sister Ling Meng be so old? She's just a little older than me.
However, what made me feel a little sad was that, indeed, Sister Ling Meng's oppies were growing too slowly. Or rather, they hadn't grown since we separated.
In the past, I could hold it with one hand and still have some space. It was the same now. This made me feel a little guilty. I had just reunited with my sister, but my mind was already thinking about how to help her grow her breasts.
Thus, amidst the conflicting feelings of joy and self-blame, I told Sister Ling Meng the words that I had belatedly said.
"Sister Ling Meng, I've come back to marry you.”
In the end, Elder Sister Ling Meng's face turned red, and her eyes rolled up as she fainted.'Did I scare Elder Sister Ling Meng? Or did I tell her that she doesn't like me as much as she used to and doesn't want to marry me anymore?'
At the thought of this, I couldn't help but feel sad. At the same time, I decided to cultivate properly. If that man dared to speak to Sister Ling Meng in the future, I would find a time to kill him.
But after a while, I felt extremely guilty and uneasy. How could I doubt my sister like this? And what was wrong with me today? Why did I feel like a completely different person?
All these mistakes must have been done by this vixen. Yes, it was the mistake of the vixen who made me sleep on her knees during the day. It must have been her. She had been with my sister for so long, so she must have been trying to drive a wedge between us. She must have taken a fancy to my sister and kept saying bad things about me.
No, I have to get rid of that vixen. Sister Ling Meng belongs to me alone. I can't let anyone take her away from me!
...
In the room, Liu Nian had become extremely restless. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely terrifying. Outside the room, Ling Meng was sitting there in sorrow. Tears kept dripping down her face, but they immediately turned into traces of blood and returned to her body.
"It's all my fault. It's all because I got close to my brother, causing him to be infected by my aura. That's why he became like this. I shouldn't have appeared in front of him. A person like me, with my appearance, only deserves to stand outside and look at my brother from afar.
" What should I do? Zi, my little brother is about to go berserk. Quickly save him. Zi, as long as you save my little brother, I'm willing to do anything for you!"”
"Sigh, I really owe you and your sister in my previous life.”
Eight Clouds Purple sighed lightly, his face full of depression,
"Fortunately, he's your younger brother. I've followed you around and observed him for a few years. Your younger brother is quite to my liking. Anyway, I'm a monster, so it's not a big deal to help him do that kind of thing.”
"Okay, Zi, I'll agree on behalf of my brother. I beg you to save him.”
Purple Eight Clouds pushed open the door and walked into the room. Her face was very hot as she looked at Fleeting Year.
"Yo, young man, the night is long and you don't have the mood to sleep. How about we talk about life?”
"Alright!"
Fleeting Year used all his strength to punch towards Eight Cloud Purple's heart with a dark red spirit energy. Eight Cloud Purple gently placed a little finger on Fleeting Year's hand, but it stopped Fleeting Year's attack.
Eight Clouds Purple grabbed Fleeting Year's hand tightly and placed it on her Ou card.
"Aiyo, little brother, why are you so anxious? You haven't even said a few words of love to her and you're already touching her like this. You're too anxious!”
(Hahaha, this is the image of the Catastrophe Spirit Dream. Is this cool? Hahaha, this is it, finally!)）
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