Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

When she said the last sentence, the girl's voice became a little deeper.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Otto's handsome face, immediately narrowed her eyes and looked at the sky, and added as if unintentionally:

"So, since there are monsters intruding, it is our duty as monks to slay the monsters. Is there anything I can do to help? As a friend who walked with you 500 years ago, if you need help, I will do my best to help you." go!"

"Just friends from 500 years ago?"

"Huh?—Well, even now!"

Li Sushang was stunned for a moment, a trace of uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

"Just friends?"

"what???"

Li Sushang's little face turned red and red, her eyes raised and fell again, obviously a little at a loss.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore,"

Otto's voice was exceptionally soft,

"If you want to go back to your hometown and have fun, I really want to ask Li Shangxian to do something - something about your hometown."

"What happened to China?" The girl breathed a sigh of relief and quickly caught up with the topic.

"In a place in the South China Sea, it was recently discovered that there is a demon lurking,"

The blond man said,

"According to Tianming's observation, it is likely that the great disaster Chiyou was sealed by Ancient Emperor Xuanyuan. If Li Shangxian has time, he might as well go to China to slay demons. If the chaos in other places is calmed down, I will go there soon - alas ?”

He was suddenly startled, and pressed his hand to his ear, and a black contact device appeared.

The girl raised her head and looked at Otto strangely. She saw that the blond man frowned slightly, but quickly returned to his original state. There was even a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Otto put down his hand and said to Li Sushang: "Ah, something has happened to Tianming now - I will solve it first. Li Shangxian remembers to find Hu Hu and get the luggage I prepared for you."

“Wait—your milk tea!”

Otto suddenly disappeared, leaving Li Suchang in a daze holding the milk tea.

After a long time, the girl snorted and threw the milk tea steadily into a trash can in the distance, but then moved her body to where he was sitting just now.

She looked into the distance, thinking about what she would do when she returned to China.

This girl is going to join the world again... This time, she doesn't have the signature of Master Cheng Lingshuang, and there is no Rakshasa to help her guard against hidden arrows at any time.

The girl suddenly felt something and looked up. She saw that the sky was deep blue, and she vaguely saw a white eagle.

……

Chapter 72 White Flowers in the Black Abyss

Cecilia looked at the white-haired girl blocking her path with a complicated expression.

If you are an ordinary person, if you see someone making irresponsible remarks about your existence, you will turn around and leave without hesitation, without saving any face.

Theresa played such an image after her resurrection.

First, she hit her brother with a cross weighing hundreds of kilograms without hesitation, and then she decided that she was a clone.

Finally, he was "exposed" at the Destiny Conference, a conference in which all representatives from all continents and regions participated, so that everyone knew his identity as a "fake".

At the same time, Maria Shaniat was forced to take a stand and put the conflict in the open, creating a gap between herself and the Shaniat family.

If Otto hadn't overpowered the entire audience and displayed the aura of a destined dictator, forcing Kaslana to bow her head, Shaniat to bow her head, and all the representatives from the continental region to disperse in defeat, she might not have even been able to save her own name.

After all, the only thing she was good at was Valkyrie fighting, and she knew almost nothing about politics.

If they really want to be morally abducted by "the priority is to fight the Honkai Impact" and "the Cecilia from the past would not mind these things", the woman might really be unable to resist, and she would remain silent and let them change their names, listening in the dark. cheering for their "justice".

But you still can't trouble your brother with everything, the white-haired woman thought.

For example, psychological problems can be solved by oneself; for example, if she encountered problems about her identity before, she can also try to learn to resolve them by herself.

Her elder brother happened to be teaching her tactics, and he even led her to discuss the Gray Snake and the World Serpent a few days ago.

She couldn't let her brother's heart go to waste.

"Hey! What are you thinking? I'm still in front of you?!"

The voice of dissatisfaction brought Cecilia back to reality from her reverie. She tucked a bunch of white hair behind her ears and looked at Theresa with an indifferent expression.

"Miss Apocalis, what can I do?" Finally, Cecilia asked.

The woman has not yet forgiven Theresa.

When the broken mirror is put back together, it still has to wait for the adhesive to solidify.

Now that she had no mission to help Teresa, she naturally didn't want to pay attention to the person who put her on the fire.

But after all, she had a gentle nature, which made Cecilia unable to treat her former friend coldly.

Ignoring is her limit, and the woman cannot do other extreme actions.

What's more... she is also the granddaughter of my elder brother - well, she is an adopted granddaughter, and my elder brother is not married yet.

Just think of it as a favor to your elder brother.

"what?!"

However, this greeting that was both salty and mild made Theresa jump up to three feet in anger: "Miss Apocalis?! You actually called me Miss Apocalis?!"

In the West, only people who are not familiar with each other will address each other by their surnames.Friends call each other by names, and if the relationship is good enough, they will also use nicknames.

"How could you do this?!" The little girl's face was full of grief and anger, "You don't even want to call me Theresa?!"

"...?"

The white-haired woman doesn't know what the other party is angry about. Didn't you say, I'm not Cecilia's?

In this case - I am a clone and you, are we familiar with each other?

Cecilia pursed her lips and said nothing. She observed that some people passing by slowed down, as if to eavesdrop on their quarrel.

"Could it be that you are still worrying about what happened at the Tianming meeting?"

Theresa held her chin as if thinking,

"You are nothing like her - the Cecilia before would never care so much about me."

"Ah, yes, you are right,"

Cecilia smiled, her beautiful eyes filled with helplessness,

"She used to not care about you in front of you."

But except me who can't let go now, who will care about you?

You are the granddaughter of Archbishop Tianming. It is not an exaggeration to call her a world-class princess. You are also innocent and simple. Who would have trouble with a powerful child?

Besides, this kid is easy to please.

But now, I don't want to talk to you at all.

"But I actually... to be honest, I don't care about anything." The white-haired woman thought for a while and then added.

There is no need to argue with your children.

Because they themselves don’t know what mistakes they made.

"But-but now, why are you still so cold to me?"

There was clear stupidity in Theresa's eyes.

"……Ugh."

Cecilia sighed. At this moment, the white-haired woman desperately hoped that Theresa could grow up—at least, understand what she meant.

The fact that she doesn't care about it doesn't mean that she wants to ignore the past grudges and get back together with Theresa, who she always suspected of hurting her, right?

What's wrong with being a little colder between strangers?Doesn't having a sense of distance show a sense of propriety?

Since you suspect that I am a clone, and since you feel that I am not your Cecilia, then stay away from each other and never tire of seeing each other, okay?

Who would really feel relieved when something like this happens?Who hasn’t had a little ego?

She just lost too much and didn't want to make herself more embarrassed.

"So - my respected Ms. Theresa, or my old friend in my past memory,"

Cecilia decided to end the boring tugging,

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"……Humph."

The principal of the elementary school was still a little dissatisfied with the white-haired woman's answer, but thinking that her grandfather had "begged" her to come to this meeting, he crossed his arms and looked up at Cecilia, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

"Well, I have decided that from now on, I will treat you as the Cecilia I was before and share St. Freya with you."

?

A question mark slowly popped up in Cecilia's head.

She was a little confused, but she quickly guessed what it was: "Did Bishop Otto ask you to come?"

"Grandpa Stinky is always like this," Theresa did not deny it. "Forcing others to do things she doesn't want to do, huh!"

My brother has always been so considerate.

Cecilia's eyebrows were crooked, and her mood was much better after being ruined by meeting Theresa.

Judging from the last century, she was indeed best friends with Teresa, and it was her lifelong dream to create St. Freya.

Therefore, he will take care of her mood and find a way - Cecilia knows what it must cost - to let the principal of the elementary school get in touch with him.

Just like when I let myself knock on the door of Theresa's heart.

So, now she is at least treated like a master raising a granddaughter?No, it’s more than that. If Theresa comes to contact her, it means that her treatment is higher than that of the bishop’s granddaughter——

Therefore, my position in my brother's heart is higher than that of his adopted granddaughter!

Oh yeah!The white-haired woman was ecstatic in her heart!

In addition, when my baby Xiao Goose was awarded the title, he took the Bishop's King's Ball and the Supreme Scepter, and was almost the appointed successor to the destiny - doesn't this explain his status? !