Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　Seventeen-year-old girl: "Picture.jpg"

　　Tongue of God: "Picture.jpg"

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　　While Jinghe Ashaji was still asking, several people in the group had already thrown out Fang Mingjing's photo.

　　Shinomiya Kaguya and Kaguya paused.

　　Affected by an unprecedented strong shock, the two stared blankly at the chat group, and a picture of Zhang Fang Mingjing flashed on the screen.

　　"Lord God..."

　　Kaguya's heart was full of wonder.

　　Kneeling on the floor, she couldn't help covering her chest with her hands,

　　This is the only god in my heart that I will believe in from now on?

　　so young.

　　So cute.

　　(Good money) Hui Ye couldn't help feeling pleasantly surprised at this moment. She looked at Fang Mingjing's smile in a certain photo, and only felt that it was warmer and brighter than the sun.

　　Shinomiya Kaguya's performance was much calmer.

　　just,

　　Her eyes, which were cold and seemed lifeless, seemed to gradually glow when she saw the lovely and dazzling photos, whether they were elves or angels.

　　"What... such a cute creature, is it an angel?Never seen. 』

　　She was shaken at once.

　　The speed of my heartbeat didn't feel a little faster.

　　Before she knew it, Shinomiya Kaguya's ice-like expression softened without her noticing.

　　……

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Chapter 245

　　The so-called birthday, in this kind of fantasy world where a random retreat is a few months or even a few years, to be honest, no one will pay attention to it.

　　Even Fang Mingjing didn't pay much attention to it.

　　But he is a saint after all.

　　Therefore, in the Holy Land, almost all those who knew that this day was special sent gifts to Zhishui Peak.

　　"Senior Brother Mingjing, this is the sugar pill that my grandfather asked me to bring to you. He was preparing it a month ago."

　　Luo Qimeng arrived at Zhishui Peak this afternoon.

　　When they met, she immediately took out a gourd from her storage ring and handed it to Fang Mingjing.

　　The little saint took it.

　　Tang Dan, in fact, is a general term, referring to the kind of medicinal pills that are not for efficacy and only consider the aroma and taste. Luo Jiefeng, the master of Danfeng Palace, seems to be quite good at refining this.

　　"Thank you."

　　"Brother Mingjing received a lot of things today?"

　　"……more or less."

　　Fang Mingjing poured out an elixir from the gourd and threw it into his mouth like a candy.

　　Since this morning, gifts have been delivered to him one after another.

　　For example, Yu Qingyue sent the guardian sword gate, Elder Mu sent the Xianhong array map, and other elders sent a series of eight-sided glazed cups, red black jade stones, etc. For Der Spiegel, a Taoist weapon that has no effect.

　　"Senior Brother Mingjing, who sent this crab?"

　　"That was sent by Master."

　　"Holy Lord?"

　　Luo Qimeng was a little surprised.

　　She looked at the crab that was rambling back and forth on the ground, but looked crooked and had a particularly bad sense of balance. After a careful look, she realized that it lacked a pair of crab claws. "But why doesn't this crab have claws?"

　　"Because Master wants to tell me that he has no clamps."

　　"..."

　　Luo Qimeng looked sluggish.

　　For a long time, the Holy Master Chongxiao was mysterious and majestic in her impression, but at this moment, she only felt that her fantasy was completely disillusioned.

　　Fang Mingjing was not surprised.

　　In fact, the crabs without the claws are pretty good. Last year, Jiang Jiuge gave a rattle—yes, it was the thing for children to play with.

　　And just when Luo Qimeng had nothing to say and Fang Mingjing was eating the sugar pills refined by the fourth elders one by one, another figure came to the yard.

　　Evil God.

　　"Little Mirror."

　　Her voice was still hoarse with a sexy texture.

　　"Evil God~"

　　The little saint couldn't help laughing.

　　The brown-skinned woman with the sultry beauty smiled unaccustomedly,

　　Under Luo Qimeng's secretly envious gaze on the side, she was reaching out to Fang Mingjing to hug him, but she paused before that, because she was holding something in her hand now.

　　"I brought you a present too," she said.

　　"Is it this one?"

　　Fang Mingjing threw herself into her arms, and looked curiously at a bunch of frosted, aura-filled ice-blue fruits in her hands. The fruits were still dripping with amber-colored viscous juice, which looked quite Makes a little salivate.

　　"Well, I filled the frost cloud fruit with the honey of Tianyuan bee the other day."

　　"Shuangyunguo, I remember that this thing is so troublesome..."

　　Fang Mingjing took it, then looked up at the evil god and asked, "Are you going to stay with me this time?"

　　"it is good."

　　The evil god nodded, making Fang Mingjing feel happy.

　　In the past, the evil god would also give him gifts at this time, but at that time she hadn't changed shape yet, so she basically put things down and left, even if Fang Mingjing said it was useless.

　　He turned around and put away the pile of things, including the crab without its claws, and then pulled the evil god into the door.

　　After Luo Qimeng saw this woman called "Evil God" coming, Senior Brother Mingjing completely ignored her, especially when she left without greeting her, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

　　but,

　　"What are you doing standing still?"

　　Fang Mingjing's voice came from the front.

　　The girl looked up and saw her senior brother standing there, beckoning to her for the first time in the world, she was filled with joy.

　　"Senior Brother Mingjing!"

　　She followed.

　　Entering the room, the Evil God's face slowly softened.

　　The smell of a small mirror...

　　Because of this feeling, she immediately felt soothed and at ease with this strange environment.

　　"Want me to show you around?"

　　The evil god nodded lightly.

　　It seems that as long as it is related to Fang Mingjing, she is very interested.

　　Fang Mingjing simply took her to visit.

　　At this time, Gu Shiyun and Liu Shimei were busy in the kitchen accompanied by Qing He. After all, in this world where entertainment is very monotonous, the only way to celebrate is to have a sumptuous dinner.

　　and so on until evening,

　　In the dimly lit space, several people gathered at the dining table.

　　"Mirror."

　　"Today, no matter what, I have to have a good time with my aunt, understand?"

　　The beautiful woman's eyes flickered with gentle water, and she looked at the child sitting in her arms with tenderness.

　　Fang Mingjing looked at her and nodded lightly and seriously.

　　He didn't care about his birthday at all, but he cared about the day that represented the first time he and Gu Shiyun met.

　　So, let's have a very good day.

　　"Brother Mingjing is 11 years old today." Luo Qimeng said happily while looking at it.

　　"No."

　　"what?"

　　"I'll always be ten years old."

　　He said so with a natural attitude.

　　In this regard, Luo Qimeng froze there, while Gu Shiyun and Liu Shimei couldn't help showing gentle smiles, and Qing He sitting next to them was also smiling.

　　"Little Mingjing has always been like this."