Chapter 22: Strangeness

"You're Shaxue." From a distance, Mo Li saw the sand, snow and the world sitting on the rooftop dining.

"Hmm." Sha Xue's eyes widened and she looked at this uninvited guest.

She is so beautiful, although she has a beautiful appearance, but she is not annoying.

Mo Li was also surprised, she thought that Sha Wu's sister must also look pitiful. I didn't expect it to be a delicate little girl, but I really hit her cuteness all at once.

"It's Moli!" The world beckoned to her, not surprisingly overlooked.

...... "I'm not sad, really.

"Really, why were you careless, and you actually brought Sha Xue, the top secret, here casually." Mo Li looked at the open space around him, but he couldn't rule out that there would be people with a heart.

"Oh, I don't think it will be discovered!" Jie suddenly remembered that he had repeatedly told him that Sha Xue's identity was secret in the funeral, and he turned his head and forgot about it.

"Cut, it's because your sense of precaution is too weak, so you don't feel at ease at night, so let me come along."

"Really, I don't know how you got to this point."

"Go, go, go aside, or I'll come, stay where you cool!"

The "uh......" world is a little unsure of their ears.

Is this still the strange man who is too troublesome to do?

"Okay, I'll go, you take Shaxue around." The world is eager to be idle.

"Then I'll go find my goddess now!"

Before Sha Xue could react, the world ran away with relief.

"Cut, none of the men are good."

"......" Sha Xuemo.

"Introduce yourself, I'm Moli." Mo Li naturally stretched out a hand to Sha Xue.

"Oh, I'm Shaxue." Although Sha Xue was a little hesitant, she shook her hand.

"After you finish eating in a while, we'll go to the funeral world for a walk."

"Won't anyone else see it?" Sha Xue always remembered that Ye said that her current funeral was still confidential and could not be seen by people other than inside, and it should be believed that the world handed her over to Mo Li so reassuringly.

"Of course, you can't." Mo Li smiled warmly, "So proper disguise is necessary." ”

"Huh?" Looking at Sha Xue's confused appearance, Mo Li couldn't help but touch the top of her head. Sure enough, it was just as she thought, even softer.

……

It turns out that the so-called camouflage is cross-dressing.

Sha Xue looked at herself in cyan bamboo pattern men's clothes and was relieved.

"There are still a lot of alien bodies in the funeral world, and the realm took you to avoid it just now."

"Let's go to the burial places first." Mo Li smiled with satisfaction, Sha Xue's face was slightly heroic, and it was really indistinguishable from male and female in men's clothes.

"First of all, let's go to the library of the burial world, where there is all the information about the metamorphosis today."

After a while, Mo Li took Sha Xue to the library pavilion.

Pushing open the heavy lacquered gold carved wooden door, Sha Xue saw tens of millions of books.

"Each floor corresponds to a different type of collection, and there are 10 floors." Mo Li smiled faintly, "It's not easy to read these to the end." ”

"Can I come and see it too?" Sha Xue asked cautiously.

"Naturally."

……

"And the training ground."

In this huge enclosed training ground, Sha Xue saw many alien beings of her age practicing their skills the training ground.

"Am I coming here too?"

"Probably not, the night must be training you alone."

"Let's get here today, you go back and rest! A new course will definitely be arranged for you tomorrow night. Mo Li yawned lazily, "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

"Hmm."

Mo Li sent Sha Xue to the dormitory.

Just when Sha Xue was about to thank her, Mo Li suddenly said: "Sha Xue, this is the burial world, not just literally. The funeral world will not show mercy to your subordinates because you are still immature, you must accept its cruel reality, otherwise you are destined to be eliminated. ”

Without waiting for Sha Xue to react, Mo Li turned around and left.

Sha Xue looked at her vague back as she drifted away and muttered to herself.

"This is the burial... Generation... Is it? ”