Chapter 12: A Windy Night

The nights in December were already cold, and it was still warm in the morning, but as soon as the sun was gone, the temperature dropped quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The infoCOS contest has ended, and Moe has undoubtedly won the first place, and the cheers at that time alone have proved everything.

"This COS contest is so amazing!"

"yes, yes, especially that Xana, it's like it's real, I was almost scared to death when I came out"

"I really want to get to know you.."

There are still a lot of people around who are discussing the amazing girl just now, no one knows that her name is Xiaomeng, only that she cos with Xana.

Because they are afraid that the fanatical people will make any dangerous moves to Xiao Meng, the organizers hope to let Xiao Meng stay for a while, as a kind of protection for the contestants, and if something happens, their reputation will also be bad, and the other members of the animation club were sent away by the president after they got the bonus, and the president also told Lu Fan to take good care of Xiao Meng before leaving.

Xiao Meng just sat on the chair with her head down, doing nothing, as if she was thinking about something. If you look closely, you can see that she seems to be just pouting and sulking.

"Xiaomeng, don't be angry, I shouldn't force you to coss Xana. Lu Fan was standing next to her, his mood had stabilized, and he also realized that it was time to say something apologetic to ease the atmosphere between the two.

Xiao Meng heard Lu Fan's voice, glanced at it, and didn't speak, but obviously felt that she seemed to be about to speak, Lu Fan thought so and continued.

"Why don't I buy you something to eat?" I really can't think of anything else, it's too clumsy.

Xiao Meng also slowly raised her head after hearing this, "I want potato chips and Coke." ā€

"Ugh. Why Coke and potato chips?" Lu Fan was overwhelmed by Xiao Meng's sudden positive reply, but he wanted to continue the topic, so he asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"No why!" As soon as Xiao Meng heard this, she frowned and turned her head away, and after a moment of silence, she looked at Lu Fan with one eye open, "When you are with me today, do you treat me as me, or as Xana." ā€

"Of course it's Xiaomeng. Lu Fan replied without thinking about it, although he felt that this reason for being angry was really a bit childish.

"Hmph" Xiaomeng's mood suddenly improved.

Sure enough, it looks like a child, Lu Fan thought so, although Lu Fan still looked a little clumsy when he stood there, but the atmosphere between the two of them was finally not as cold as before.

"You are the champion of this COS competition" The uncle's voice with a strange accent came from the door, and Lu Fan and Xiaomeng both looked over.

"Hello, I am the organizer of this competition, my name is Ivan, from Russia" A middle-aged uncle with stubble and a small white flat head, wearing a formal suit while walking to introduce himself, the height of 1.8 meters looks tough, is it really worthy of being a fighting nation?

"Hello, is there anything wrong?" I didn't expect the competition here to be really held by a Russian, or an uncle, it was difficult for Lu Fan to associate him with anime lovers, judging from his appearance, Lu Fan would believe that he was a soldier, but... Anime?

"Ah, I heard about the situation in the arena, and I came to see that this girl really looks like they said, she is simply an angel. "Uncle speaks Chinese fluently, and although the tone is still the same as that of foreigners, it is easy to understand.

Lu Fan looked at his squinted eyes and slightly smiling expression, and always couldn't help but think of the definition of "squinting eyes are monsters" in the anime.

"Let's hurry up, I'm going to eat something delicious." Xiao Meng pulled Lu Fan's sleeve to attract attention, and seemed a little resistant to this uncle's sudden visit.

"Aha, it seems that this little angel doesn't welcome me very much, then I won't bother you, the crowd outside is about to disperse, but it's still very cold at night, be careful of the night wind." The uncle's tone suddenly became very deep, and then he left the place as if nothing had happened.

What a strange person, just came over and took a look and left, Lu Fan found it a little strange, but there was really nothing to think about, so he left here with Xiaomeng.

It was still very cold at night, and Lu Fan regretted not wearing winter clothes.

"Hey, Xiaomeng, aren't you cold?" Lu Fan grinded his palm, looking at Xiao Meng, who was dressed in civilian clothes, a little curious. "I don't know if the texturer will be afraid of the cold, probably not, Xiaomeng doesn't seem to have anything. I thought to myself.

"Of course it's cold! What do you think a texturer is, he's still a human at heart, and he can't keep the heat with texture all the time, if he accidentally runs out, that person will slowly disappear. ā€

Xiao Meng squinted his eyes and pointed at something, Lu Fan also understood what Xiao Meng was referring to, but he didn't know how to respond, scratched his head and smiled.

"Hmph, after all, you're cold because you're too weak to train enough. With a smug face, Xiaomeng laughed.

The two walked side by side towards the bus stop, talking with each other.

Suddenly, a figure stumbled out from the side, wearing tattered clothes, looking like it had just been robbed, and running fast.

"It's a texturer," Xiao Meng's soft eyes instantly became cold the moment she saw the figure.

Lu Fan felt Xiaomeng's changes, calmed down a little, and then said, "Let's ask him what is the matter first, I feel like he is in trouble." ā€

"Hmm. Quickly made a judgment, Xiao Meng kicked over the running figure, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at him condescendingly, "Hey, you're a texturer, what's wrong?"

"Huh?" the figure raised its head in panic and retracted it as a beautiful girl who looked like a high school student. "You.. Are you also a texturer?"

"Yes, what's going on, can you explain it?Maybe we can help you" In order not to let Xiaomeng scare the teenager, Lu Fan stepped forward to speak, and lowered his voice as much as possible.

The girl looked at Lu Fan with a kind face, calmed down a little, and then said nervously, "I am a member of a small team of texturers here in Tiger Hill, named Li Xiaoxue, I originally completed the team's task and wanted to go back, but there has been a person chasing us on the road, very powerful, able to control a large area of wind, just now my eldest brother was alone in the way, I just escaped and went back to the organization to find someone to help, please let me go, otherwise my eldest brother will die there!" After the girl pointed out the location of her eldest brother, she folded her hands and prayed to Lu Fan.

After thinking for a while, Lu Fan suddenly said, "Is your eldest brother's name Li Xing?

"That's right, it's called Li Xing, it's fat, how do you know?" the girl blinked her big eyes, looking surprised.

"Is it Li Xing? Then Lu Fan, let's go and help, as for you" Xiao Meng first said to Lu Fan with a smile, and then put away her smile and turned to the girl, the expression on her face was faster than the face of Peking Opera "You go back to the organization to find rescuers first"

"Are you my eldest brother's friends?" the girl asked, and without waiting for an answer, she knelt down and prayed, "Please save my eldest brother!

After Lu Fan saw it, his heart softened suddenly, "Okay, you go back to find someone first, we will definitely help" Xiao Meng on the side pouted.

"Thank you! we will definitely repay you in the future!" the girl wiped away her tears and thanked Lu Fan, and then ran in the same direction.

"Huh, so you're so powerful, can you still help?" As soon as the girl walked away, Xiaomeng began to ridicule Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked at Xiaomeng's smiling face, and subconsciously blushed, "Ahem, this time I can see the whole process of your battle, I will study hard." ā€

"Hmph, open your eyes and follow me!" After finishing speaking, Xiao Meng disappeared in front of Lu Fan's eyes.

Then Lu Fan closed his eyes, "The position of the power of texture, communicate, take out, cover the eyes, success!" The moment he opened his eyes, the scorching red light flickered.

Just when Lu Fan looked curiously at Xiao Meng, who turned into a blue light silhouette, Xiao Meng made a following gesture with his hand, and then ran in one direction, leaving a blue arc behind his vigorous posture.

Lu Fan followed, and about five minutes later, Lu Fan saw a large spherical space composed of white light arcs in the center of the city in the distance, and at the edge of this space closest to this side, an ancient autumn yellow tree stood on top of the sky, blocking it.