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On this day, the weather is still sunny, and the wind blowing is still festive, still giving people a sense of comfort.

In the morning, Qingluo, who turned into a comfortable appearance, accompanied her grandmother to the vegetable market and came back after buying vegetables.

"Grandma, you go and rest first, I'll just come." Qingluo watched her grandmother go upstairs and come home, a little out of breath, and hurriedly put the dishes in her hand in the kitchen, helped her grandmother, and said.

"No, you go to TV, grandma can do it." Grandma was helped by Qingluo to sit on the big wooden chair in the back room, looked at Qingluo, and excused herself.

"Okay then, grandma, you can rest first, and then go and choose vegetables." Qingluo saw that she couldn't refuse, so she had to agree.

"Well, Yi'er." Grandma looked at Qingluo and felt that today's comfort was very well-behaved, and a happy smile appeared on her kind face.

At noon, grandma made a table of sumptuous dishes, and the green radish was a little drooling.

"Grandma, it's so rich today!"

"Taste the taste, whether it is salty." Grandma sat down, took the rice bowl that Qingluo handed over, and said busily.

Qingluo took a piece of semi-fat meat into his mouth and chewed it a few times.

"Well, it's delicious." Qingluo tasted the taste, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on her face.

"That's good, eat more." Grandma saw that An Yi was very satisfied with the dishes she made today, and she was also very happy, smiled, and sandwiched a piece of lean meat into An Yi's bowl.

"Grandma, you can eat more, too." As he spoke, Qingluo sandwiched a piece of semi-fat meat and went to Grandma's bowl.

In this way, the grandparents and grandchildren were eating lunch and watching TV, so comfortable.

After eating, Qingluo washed the dishes, sat next to her grandmother, and chatted with her grandmother.

"Grandma, you say, was I very naughty when I was a child."

"Yes, when you were a child, you were not only naughty, but also had a bad temper, you were very irritable, you dropped things at every turn, and the toys you broke could be piled up in your small bed." Grandma listened to Qingluo's words, her kind and wrinkled face was smiling, and her eyes flashed with memories.

"Grandma, then tell me about what happened when I was a child, I feel that I don't seem to remember anything clearly when I was a child." Qingluo was on the side, looking at the smile on her grandmother's face, looking at the glint of memories flashing in her grandmother's eyes, and said hurriedly.

"Let me think about it, I don't remember it well." Hearing that Qingluo wanted to hear what happened when she was a child, her grandmother was also slightly stunned, glanced at Qingluo, and then groaned, as if she was thinking about Anyi's naughty mischievous things when she was a child.

"I think about it, when you were a child, you didn't like to eat, you always loved to run out to play, grandma and me, just take the rice bowl, chase after you, from our building, to the opposite building, and then run back, it really doesn't make grandma worry."

"Also, when you were a child, you didn't like to eat vegetables, nor did you like meat, you only liked to eat with sugar in your meals, at that time, your body was not as good as it is now, and you got sick at two ends in three days, which made your father and mother anxious."

"Later, while you were playing with a few children, you hit people in the chin with a pistol, and they came to your house to sue you, and you lost your temper, got angry, cried, and threw things at the same time, and broke your favorite pistol."

"It's still a little girl who came over and teased you for a long time, so you didn't cry and followed the little girl to play again."

Hearing grandma say this, Qingluo's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly said.

"So, where is that little girl now?"

"This, grandma doesn't know, I heard that I went to Wutong Bridge, but it doesn't seem to be." Grandma listened to Qingluo's question, but she was also a little vague, and her answer was ambiguous.

"Oh, that's it, grandma, you go on."

"When I was a child, you always liked to pester grandma and let grandma tell you stories, grandma, I told you all the stories I knew, but you were good, you listened to it more than ten times, and you couldn't get tired of listening to it, so you like me to tell you stories." Saying that, grandma looked at Qingluo, looking at the comfort of growing up into a big guy, and grandma had more smiles on her face.

"Isn't that like to hear your stories?" Qingluo smiled shyly, a little embarrassed.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, when I was a child, you also followed your grandmother and went to your ninth uncle and ninth uncle's house, I remember that time, you found a car shell under the table tennis table downstairs, you took this car shell, followed your grandmother, went to your ninth uncle and ninth aunt, and played with the car shell for a day, and later, when your cousin took a picture of us, you still held it in your hand, and the photo is still kept by grandma, you wait a minute, I will go find it and see what you looked like when you were a child."

Saying that, grandma stood up and went to find a photo of An Yi when she was a child, Qingluo here, she also hurriedly helped her grandmother, and came to the dark red wooden cabinet at home, grandma took out the key and opened the wooden cabinet, which was full of many grandma's clothes, and under those clothes, grandma found an iron box with some rust on it, but it still looked very beautiful.

Sitting on a large wooden chair, Grandma opened the iron box.

Inside the box, there are dozens of photos, both large and small.

Looking at the photos in the box, as grandma flipped through them one by one, Qingluo here, I saw that the photos of grandma when she was young were very virtuous; I saw it, the photo of Sister An Yi when she was a child, she looked very young; I saw it, the photo of An Yi's mother when she was young was very beautiful; I saw the photo of An Yi's father when he was young, he was very handsome; I saw it, the photo of An Yi when he was a baby was very cute; I saw it, the photo of An Yi when he was four or five years old, very naughty; I saw the photo of An Yi when he was six or seven years old, very naughty; I saw the photo of An Yi and her grandmother.

At that time, the weather was sunny, the sun was shining, the sun was a little dazzling, but it was very peaceful, in the photo, there was a banana tree, green, and An Yi's hand was holding the white car shell he found, looking at the camera, and was photographed at that moment.

After reading the photos, grandma cherished the iron box and locked the door of the wooden cabinet.

"Now, you know what you were like when you were a child, little naughty, your father often called you like this when you were a child, but grandma doesn't like your father to call you like this, we Yi'er, we have been smart since we were young, and naughty is only when we play."

Grandma smiled kindly, said kindly, listening to Qingluo's ears, ripples, in Qingluo's heart.

"Well, I like grandma the most." Qingluo seemed to have tears in her eyes, swirled, swallowed back, and said with a smile.

Seeing that there were more and more gray hairs on her grandmother's head, Qingluo here, there was a sour feeling in her heart.

This afternoon, in the occasional sound of cicadas in the trees outside the balcony, slowly passed.

In the afternoon, grandma cooked the meal, Qingluo and grandma together, eating, watching TV, slowly, the meal was finished, the Qingluo bowl was washed, and there was nothing to do.

Just as Qingluo was going to accompany her grandmother and listen to her grandmother's story about An Yi's childhood, suddenly, Qingluo's face was cold for a moment, her body was full of black gas, and in the flickering black light, she walked out of a comfortable doppelganger, went to her grandmother's side, sat next to her grandma, and watched TV with her grandmother.

Here, Qingluo's figure flashed, and after disappearing, she appeared in the sky above Niuhua High School.

After the appearance, the black qi on Qingluo's hands spreads out, enveloping Niuhua High School, forming an enchantment and isolating it from the real world.

In the enchantment, in the sky, the black gas swirled, the black clouds surged, and inside, a powerful demonic aura swept out, and when it spread, it set off layers of ripples, impacting the Quartet, and the black light on the enchantment that shook the green radish flickered, and it seemed that it was a little unsupportable.

"Hmph." Qingluo snorted in a low voice, the breath on her body surged, the black light was permeated, and in the rotation, a fierce breath suddenly swirled out, falling around the enchantment, turning into black points of light, dense, as if starry, these black spots, the black light flickered faintly, absorbing all the layers of ripples of the impact, digesting them, making the ripples gradually disperse.

In the surging black clouds, a cross-border passage was formed, and there was a low roar and excitement inside.

Qingluo's expression was solemn, in her sense, this time, there were at least five monsters with the strength of the earth-level ghost king, although there were no late ones, but, in the middle stage, I am afraid there were two, which made Qingluo couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Soon, in the midst of the black clouds, the black qi swirled, scattered in all directions, and fell around the enchantment, turning into fifteen black pillars of light, these black pillars of light, the aura emitted was different, but seven of the black pillars of light were the strength of the earth-level ghost king.

"So much." Qingluo's little face was cold and dignified, and her lips were a little dry.

After the black pillar of light took two breaths, it dispersed, revealing seven figures, eight groups of low-level monsters of the Xuan and Yellow ranks.

After these seven figures appeared, they looked around, completely ignoring the green radish in the middle.

On the contrary, the eight groups of low-level monsters of the Xuan and Yellow Ranks, roaring one by one, rushed towards Qingluo and pounced directly.

"Look for death." Looking at the attacking Xuanjie and Yellow-level monsters, Qingluo's expression was cold, and she snorted lowly, and the black crescent moon sickle on her shoulder also swung violently, splitting out three black crescent moon rays, and cut towards the oncoming monsters that had turned into eight huge purple demonic energy tornadoes.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

Three low muffled sounds sounded, and the three huge purple demonic energy tornadoes dispersed in an instant, and the demonic energy dispersed, and the monsters inside were all shattered by the black crescent moon, and the three black crescent moons were also exhausted in power, and they were engulfed by the three huge purple demon qi tornadoes that pounced again.

The remaining five huge demonic energy tornadoes suddenly came, surrounding Qingluo, eyeing each other.

With a cold face, Qingluo didn't pay attention to these demonic tornadoes, what she was worried about was the seven figures, the seven figures covered by the black qi.

"Daozang." In her mind, Qingluo tried to call out to Daozang.

As a result, Daozang didn't respond, which made De Qingluo's expression tighten, there was a cold glow in her eyes, and the cold color of her little face was originally dignified, but at this time, there was anger.

"Damn it, Anyi, you've been deceived!" muttered in a low voice and anger, Qing Luo's body, the aura on her body violently vibrated out, and immediately, around her body, the black qi swirled out, spreading out, setting off layers of black light, enveloping the surroundings, enveloping all the five huge demonic qi tornadoes.

At the same time, an oppressive aura of the strength of the earth-level ghost king also shook out suddenly, and directly landed on the five huge purple demon qi tornadoes, causing the demon qi tornadoes to stumble, and there were even signs of dissipation.

Qingluo here, the anger has not completely exploded, at this time, she stepped forward, the black crescent moon sickle in her hand, when it was close to a huge purple demon qi tornado, it was random everything, and then everything, again everything, quickly cut out three knives, cut out a thick black crescent moon, and fell on the purple demon qi tornado in an instant, bursting out of a black light, with a sense of strength, with a sense of anger, directly exploded.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Qingluo had already turned around and walked behind another demonic energy tornado, and the purple demonic energy tornado suddenly emitted a cracking sound, setting off a layer of vibrating ripples that echoed out.

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