The detection equipment in the little girl's spiritual sea lit up.

And there was nothing in front of her.

The swordsman in front of her disappeared, and the little cub who followed behind him looked at her innocently.

Truffles: ......

What is this? The test was not measured.

But just as the little girl turned her head in frustration and fell to the ground with a snap.

The red light on the testing instrument suddenly turned on.

The red light swept through the middle of the snow-white spiritual sea, making it even more dazzling.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she sat up at once.

If the instrument is lit, how can the instrument be lit!

Fake it.

Truffle ran up to the instrument, confused.

Oh my God, how can this thing light up?!

Could it be that the little girl's expression froze, and she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a living person within a radius of 100 miles.

It is......

The little Shota behind himself.

That little Shota......

How could it be Koshota?! Isn't it a blog post?

So isn't the character design of the child of destiny standard?

#被生活欺骗的小可怜#

Truffle's mind was a little overwhelmed.

Is the child of destiny Xiao Zhengtai?

It's still this five or six-year-old cub.

How can she complete the task, she has to help others raise the cub first, and then teach him to cook.

Is she a mother, or is she?

Look at each other.

Xiao Zhengtai's face is pure and good, and Truffle's face is complicated.

She blinked and couldn't help but take a step back.

She thought, ahem, as before, it's better not to complete the task.

She really ...... this task Difficult to complete.

Truffle took a step back again, a stiff smile on her face.

[Xiaobai, I slipped away first. 】

With that, Truffle quickly took a few steps back and immediately went offline.

The little girl wiped the sweat from her face and unzipped her game compartment.

Looking at the familiar luxurious large room, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, get rid of this nightmare.

White watched the host's extremely sharp movements, opened his mouth, and did not speak for a long time.

Until the truffle was completely out of the way, and the little feet stepped on the shaggy carpet.

only then did he relieve.

【Host! How can you escape from the battle so much, the child of fate of the previous plane has no sense of taste, and it is not finished. 】

[Isn't the Child of Destiny a little smaller? Host come on, come on, come on! 】

White clenched his small fists and stumbled in the sea of spirits, cheering up his host.

The little girl's cheeks were bulging, and she was very unhappy.

She scratched her hair, very irritated.

It's not a matter of size.

But!

[Xiaobai, he has a string of data, how can he cook?!] 】

Just as White can't cook rice either.

Data is data, a string of data without your own thoughts and emotions will never be able to cook!

That's a simple truth.

White was momentarily stunned and tilted his head.

The host makes sense.

What does the Lord God's mission mean this time, Xiao Zhengtai held his little head and pondered.

An incomplete?

This doesn't exist.

It's just that the failure rate is too high.

The host is so good, it must be.

White pursed his lips and said nothing.

But the firmness in his eyes is a thousand words.

"You still believe in her so unconditionally......"

Someone sighed softly in the distance.

But neither serious person was aware of it.

The little girl tugged at her bangs, bitter melon on a face, very desperate.

Finally, my eyes fell on the bathroom door, and the half-dried rose was stuck in the vase.

I couldn't help but smack softly.