Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 956: Jian Jia
Walking among the crowd, Jianjia felt a little dazed. A small northern town full of fireworks. But when she closed her eyes, she could sense the ubiquitous "flocculation".

I stretched out my hand, but received nothing.

One hundred thousand years ago, I was Taoyao's elder sister and her guide. But tens of millions of years later, with only the echo of my soul left, I became her "sister" and was protected by Taoyao. Jianjia felt the fuzz beside her and sighed involuntarily.

The remains, the echo.

Then what is Taoyao?

How on earth could she preserve herself to this extent?

Jianjia still remembers that when she opened her eyes as an echo, she saw Taoyao as a complete being, even more complete than when they swallowed the spirit pearl. Her emotions, self and humanity were all complete, as if they were exactly the same as when they fell into the ancient times 100,000 years ago, with no difference at all.

But Jianjia could tell in an instant that Taoyao had the same origin as her.

She was no longer the Taoyao of 100,000 years ago, nor the Lingzhu of tens of thousands of years ago. What appeared before the echo was just an incomprehensible existence.

It is not the remains left by the Fire Lord, nor is it the echo derived from himself.

Incomprehensible.

Sighing softly, Jianjia walked to a small shop selling wontons, sat on a chair, took out three copper coins and put them in a basket beside, and said to the man selling wontons:

"A bowl of wontons."

The man happily walked to the big pot nearby and started scooping wontons.

At this moment, a loud sound of metal colliding was heard. The owner of the wonton stall and Jianjia both raised their heads and looked at the money basket beside them.

“One hundred bowls of wontons.”

Zhou Li carried Tang Wan, who was fainted from hunger, and said calmly, "You don't have to put the meat in."

“Why...it also...smells a bit...meaty..."

Tang Wan spoke breathlessly.

"Oh."

Nodding, Zhou Li added to the dumbfounded boss: "Then one hundred and one bowls, one with more meat."

Tang Wan fainted from happiness.

Jianjia looked at the young man who threw Tang Wan to the ground, with surprise in her eyes.

It's him?

Zhou Li looked at the beautiful older sister in front of him, feeling a little confused.

Why is she looking at me?
The woman was very beautiful, but also very "cold". She was as cold and distant as a plum blossom in the snow, as if no one could touch her. Her long, pure white hair was tied into a simple ponytail and draped behind her, adding a touch of elegance and purity.

She was just sitting on that small bench, but she looked like a piece of mountain jade, full of elegance and grace.

What really caught Zhou Li's attention of this woman was her long hair that was as pure as snow.

Not all white hair looks the same. In fact, most white hair is different, whether in terms of luster or color.

The reason why Zhou Li noticed the white hair of the woman in front of him was because her long hair like a snow waterfall was almost exactly the same as Tang Wan's.

As if he couldn't believe it, Zhou Li lowered his head and looked at Tang Wan's head, who had fainted from hunger. Then he raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, and fell into deep thought. Family ethics?

Did Tang Song make a mistake, or was Tang Xiumei too soft-hearted?

Of course, the same hair color doesn't mean too much. After all, there are actually rare dragons and phoenixes like Zhou Li and Tang Wan, and even Khorne and Slaanesh like Sun Defeng and Huang Yiri. Therefore, Zhou Li didn't care much about the fact that the two people had similar hair colors.

?
Why is she still looking at me?
Zhou Li's glances were actually very hidden, and it was the woman opposite who looked at him first, so Zhou Li didn't pay much attention to it. But when the snow-haired woman in front of him kept staring at him, Zhou Li began to feel something was wrong.

Have I ever hit her family members?

If it were someone else, facing the gaze of a beautiful woman, most would have the illusion of "does she like me?" But Zhou Li was different. Years of living a life of dipping beans made him full of vigilance. He would only think in his mind whether he had beaten up the white-haired person recently, and the woman in front of him was there to help him, and he would not have any illusions about emotions.

These are the lessons learned through blood and tears during the period of Imperial College.

Soon, ten bowls of wontons were served. Zhou Li found the wontons with meat and took them out, and began to eat them under Tang Wan's desperate gaze. After a brief moment of despair, Tang Wan's appetite took over his brain and he began to stuff the wontons.

Yes, it is fed, not eaten.

If it weren't for the fact that taste determines one's mood, Tang Wan's most efficient way of eating would be to mash the food and then stuff it directly in. As for wontons, which don't have any special taste, Tang Wan's way of eating them is to stuff them directly in, like crazy.

Jianjia was a little confused.

After noticing that Jianjia's eyes were on Tang Wan, Zhou Li didn't care much. Tang Wan's eating was often a kind of performance art, the kind of performance art that was skillful, passionate and powerful. If ordinary people couldn't help laughing after watching it, they should be diagnosed with Yuyu syndrome.

Have you ever seen a man who eats sixteen pieces of pork with two bowls of rice at four in the morning?
Zhou Li has seen it.

Shangguan Hong, Yu Sui, Tao Yao and Xu Xuan all came to watch.

Soon, Zhou Li finished his wontons, and Tang Wan also finished her ninety-six bowls of wontons. One could only say that the boss had foresight and prepared some wontons that were wrapped but not cooked in advance, which barely kept up with Tang Wan's eating speed.

She is still watching.

Zhou Li had already started to sweat profusely. He now suspected that he had accidentally fished out one of this woman's relatives when he was fishing for her in the past few years. Otherwise, who would look at him for such a long time?

Could it be Gui Daozi’s sister?

Just as Tang Wan began to burp happily, Zhou Li couldn't help it. He looked at the woman in front of him, stood up, walked in front of her, and asked in a deep voice under her stunned gaze:

"Single fight or group fight?"

Can he see me?
When Jianjia saw her own reflection in Zhou Li's eyes, her pupils suddenly constricted and she felt unwell.

HE CAN SEE ME!!!!!
Although it was just an echo, Jianjia was confident that as long as she wanted, no one in the world would be able to see her, except Taoyao. But when Zhou Li stood in front of her and her appearance appeared in his eyes, the worldview that Jianjia had built over the past 100,000 years collapsed in an instant.

How can it be?

How can he see me?

When Zhou Li saw Jianjia's shocked expression, he immediately understood.

This must be a blood feud.

Zhou Li quickly and slowly went through the list of his enemies in his mind. After a long time, after confirming that various people would not come to seek revenge, Zhou Li finally got the answer.

"Kui Daozi, huh?"

(End of this chapter)