The system is centralized.

On the snowy peak in the distance, a small snowball rolled bigger and bigger.

A "whoosh" pierced the sky.

The system is like a rainbow: [I fight——! 】

Of course, this is only the picture of its imagination.

As a matter of fact.

【I CCC!】 Is this snow here? If you get nailed, why can't you dig it? 】

What kind of person lives alone in the snow peak, and even the falling snow is imprisoned by his mana to the ice?

Su Zhiyue, the real meow is so strong that it is perverted!

It's not fun yet!

I haven't had a snowball fight since then?

But now, what about the silly bunny?

That lowly Senior Brother Tan can only release his strength by Dubao, and his little fist "ha" fly?

Tan Ming ran farther and farther.

Dese's legs were slapped: "Little senior sister is coming, come and catch me~"

Twist your head.

"Oh!!"

The indifferent figure as cold as water, I don't know when, stood in front of him.

The ice and snow faces of all beings are reversed, and there is no expression.

succeeded in making Tan Ming frightened, and he trembled.

The sky was like thunder, and his legs were weak.

"Let's chirp" and knelt: "Master, Master, Respect..."

He just looked around carefully, and the master was not there.

Look at Shizun's beautiful and slender long fingers like white jade glaze, holding a ~~ thick tree pole.

I won't shoot him with a single shot! Let's go down the mountain, right?

That power, if he doesn't die, he has to be wasted, right?

Tan Ming threw down the rabbit.

No, I didn't dare to throw it, I shook it and put it on the ground, and my head slammed.

"The disciple comes to send the little rabbit to the little sister, the disciple does not disturb the master and the little sister, the disciple, the disciple ......"

The disciples climbed in a row.

"Gollum" rolled down the hill.

I don't know if the master cast some spell, the mountain road that rolled down was extremely rugged, and the head of "pang pang" hit one bag after another.

Tan Ming: ...... Woo——!

Originally as planned.

The other disciples are ready to come up one by one to deliver the rabbits.

One by one, they competed with the little senior sister, and then they were divided into superiors.

Since Senior Brother Tan Ming rolled down the mountain, the Senior Brothers instantly destroyed this terrible plan.

One by one, respectfully.

Extremely "flattering" to send the little rabbit to the mountain.

After sending it, I will leave, and I dare not stay longer for a moment.

It's just that later, they were pulled into a row by the master in charge, and they came to apologize like a row of rabbits, which is another matter.

Now.

As soon as Ah Chan saw that the rabbit paper was lost, his round eyes lit up.

It's like a starry sky.

With adoration in his eyes, the small figure happily pounced on him.

hugged Su Zhiyue's legs: "Shihu is great, Shihu is good~"

As soon as the little obedient girl stood there, Brother Tan was scared away.

It's better than all of them.

She also has to learn the momentum of being a little obedient, so that others will not dare to provoke her in the future.

The hard-hit system......

Doesn't it have momentum?

It is the orthodox sword intent of the Immortal Monarch, the spiritual intent is the same, and it is the same momentum as the Immortal Monarch.

Could it be that the Immortal Monarch is not as good as the master of a small world?

The nerd filter is so heavy, huh.

Aren't you afraid that Xianjun will suddenly appear one day and clean her up?

…… Alas, it is probably reluctant to clean up.

A green hat with a top of the immortal!

Ah Chan hugged Su Zhiyue's legs, and his little face rubbed happily.

I forgot about the "growling" of my stomach.

Su Zhiyue is used to living alone, and he is still not used to such intimacy.

Especially now...... Daytime.

Pursing his lips slightly, he coughed lightly: "Hungry?" ”

"Oh!"

Ah Chan let go of his legs.

The little body squatted on the ground, picked up the little rabbit and stood up.

Little hands were raised high in front of him.

The thin and glutinous little voice completely regarded her little obedient master as a cook: "Shihu, steamed rabbit porridge." ”

Rabbit:...... Tears of despair with nowhere to run (┯_┯)

But he listened to Su Zhiyue: "Don't cook this." ”

Rabbit:... Master, kiss its good master!

"For God?" Ah Chan's soft and glutinous little face was stunned.

She just wanted to eat steamed rabbit porridge.