She held the brown belt in her hand and tied it in the most suitable position around her waist, and her back was unconsciously a little more erect than usual. She stood there for a moment, then walked out, she didn't want her aunt to wait in the house any longer. But when she walked out of the cloakroom, she found that Xiaofeng was no longer there, and she left a note for Fanyin on the bed, which read

Xiaoyin, you try on clothes slowly, I'll wait for you in the room next door to Beiming, don't worry, come to us when you are ready.

Aunt Xiaofeng

Sanskrit looked at the note and was moved.

She went to her living room, where there was a large mirror that reflected her clearly from top to bottom. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself there, strange and familiar, she had never seen herself like this, but she had seen countless old photos in her home, it was the people from before the fifth family, they were all wearing military uniforms similar to this one, but the color was different. Sanskrit Yin looked at all this, as if she was in a different world, and muttered to herself unconsciously.

"Father, grandfather, what you didn't wear, I now have my clothes, and what you once discarded, I now pick it up. Is it my misfortune, or should I be glad that now this uniform has changed color. Sanskrit laughed stupidly, with tears on his face, like an idiot talking about a dream:

"I can't live like this anymore, I have no way back, do I, I have to stand up. Another laugh, bitter and sour, but there was one more voice in it, and it changed its mind and started all over again. Sanskrit wiped the tears from his face from his jaw to his face with his palm, up to his hairline: "From now on." The words were powerful and sonorous, "You must bless me!" and at last, she smiled.

Fanyin took a deep breath and straightened her waist, gold silk sleeves and wrists, bright epaulettes, and patent leather boots, all of which made her look outstanding. I saw Fanyin raise her right hand and snap her fingers in the air, and suddenly, a small crystal object appeared in front of her, flashing three times and two times, and disappeared. She stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes piercing until she was unwavering and unwavering.

Fanyin turned around, her hand to the cuff, a few times between her wrists, only to see a pair of ice floating on her wrists, like sharp armor, her feet slammed, suddenly the leather boots condensed, frost, protected ankles. Sanskrit gathered her mind and walked outside the house.

When she walked out of the house, it was known that everyone was already waiting there. She lifted her footsteps, did not linger any longer, and followed the chief general and ministers to the third floor of the military and political department, where the soldiers gathered. Everyone lined up and waited in place. Beitang Muren asked Sanskrit Yin to walk in front of everyone and start speaking in a few words.

Fanyin walked to another place in her life with solid steps, without the immaturity of the past, others looked at the restrained and tenacious spiritual power that appeared around her, and knew that it was no longer an ordinary girl, but the future head of the second division of the Ministry of Military Affairs. She was calm, looked at everyone in the field, and lightly pouted:

"Hello everyone, I am the fifth Sanskritin, and from today I will serve as the head of the second branch of the Dongling Military and Political Department, and I hope that I can live up to expectations and be qualified for this position. Here, for your first meeting, please take care of it. Sanskrit bowed deeply to everyone present. He took the lead in applauding Sanskrit, and his colleagues in the second branch were extremely enthusiastic, greeting their "different" minister with smiles on their faces.

Sanskrit continued, "I am living here with you from this day on, and I want everyone to know about me. My real name is Fifth Sanskrit, I am originally from Jiuxiao Country, and I have left Jiuxiao since my grandfather and lived the life of a tourist. So you don't have to be surprised why I don't look the same as Dongling people, my skin is different from your fair skin. When she had finished speaking, she looked at the crowd with a smile, for she saw that many people were looking at her with wide eyes, and that the soldiers were well-disciplined and did not make a sound, and listened quietly to the commander's speech. But Fanyin quietly turned her head and looked at a soldier in the farthest distance, and across dozens of columns, she said softly: "Thank you." After saying that, she smiled sweetly.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, and they all looked in that direction, and even the ministers and column commanders were curious about what was going on, but Fanyin didn't tell everyone who she thanked because it would definitely frighten the little soldier.

It turned out that a young soldier in the distance just now inadvertently said, "The minister's complexion is very beautiful." But he didn't make any sound, and who expected Fanyin to look at him, even if everyone didn't know who Fanyin was talking to, he would know. The little soldier's face turned red, but he still couldn't help but look at Fanyin.

Suddenly, Sanskrit raised her head and looked at the four-story hanging corridor in the opposite direction, where there stood several columns of girls from the Lingshu, dressed in white, very beautiful. They didn't actually make much noise, and some of them were just like mosquitoes and flies, and although they were not stricter than the soldiers, they were also disciplined. Suddenly, I saw Sanskrit looking up, and I couldn't help but be startled.

"I'm probably a little younger than you, I'm fourteen. She smiled and looked at the girls upstairs. One by one, the girls covered their mouths and did not dare to make a sound. Sanskrit winked mischievously at them, then turned her head. One girl's little face suddenly turned red, staring at the silhouette of Sanskrit.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the girl next to her quietly.

"No, nothing. The girl was a little shy.

"Minister, you're so handsome. The other girl couldn't help but read it out loud as she looked at it, and probably only the two people around her could hear it.

Unexpectedly, Fanyin turned her head again, looked at them, and after looking at them for a while, she smiled a little shyly. At this time, Sanskrit had already found that everyone was about to lose their minds and wanted to speak. She coughed lightly, and the soldiers immediately picked up their breath and stood still.

Sanskrit raised his hand and pointed to his ear and said:

"I can't hear with my ears, and everyone knows that there is no need to have any taboos in front of me. Fanyin said, everyone watched, "But," Fanyin's voice turned, and the corners of his mouth seemed to show a faint smile, "I can see what you say." She pointed to her eyes, "Unless I don't want to see it." There won't be a situation where I ignored you before. The latter sentence was spoken by looking at Hebal.

He Ba stared at Fanyin with round eyes and answered, "Really?"

"Really, or you try. Fanyin suddenly turned around and turned her back to everyone, standing behind her were the chief general and ministers, and everyone looked at her in surprise, "Why don't you speak?" Fanyin said suddenly.

"I, what am I talking about?" He Ba stared blankly at the back of Sanskrit.

"You can say whatever you want. ”

"Wow, boss, God, how did you do that!" exclaimed Horbal.