17, target

17, target

"It's okay, it's okay, you eat more. I usually eat these... I don't feel anything." Children's rice likes to tell the truth.

"Also, let's continue..." So, the two sad foodies actually picked up their chopsticks and killed the remaining two dishes - all. With a satisfied breath, she picked up a paper towel and wiped her little mouth. When her elbow touched Lin Zhen's hand, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed... She secretly looked at Lin Zhen and found that he didn't care at all: she cared about her amazing eating action just now. Well, fortunately... I didn't find it. Thinking of this, she decided that she must maintain a good image on any occasion in the future. Well, anyway, she has to maintain well in front of people who like her - her noble image is not.

"Okay... Grandpa Tong, you can say it now..." Ha, I didn't expect that Lin Zhen was more anxious than Xiaobai. He couldn't wait to ask before he wiped his mouth.

"What are you in such a hurry for? Come on, you two, come here and sit down. As for us, we have a good talk while making tea. Look, this is the best big red robe. Santa Claus said and looked at Yang Xiaobai meaningfully. It seems to be deliberately attracting her attention.

Dahongpao - Is Dahongpao produced in Wuyi Mountain, Fujian? Xiaobai's eyes are getting brighter and brighter: the modern decoration here, all kinds of north-south meals just now, even this pumping paper towels, and these tea sets, to this big red robe tea - these things can't be from this big cloud country. Even if Santa Claus is a designer, it is impossible.

In her daze, Tongfan has walked to the living room and sat down on the long sofa. His leisurely movements seemed to show that he was strategizing everything. "Look at you two, why are you still standing there? Come and sit down. Let's taste tea. I heard that this big red robe is a good tea. Xiaobai, you should understand it and talk to Xiaozhen.

The meaning of what he said is that he knows her alien identity. She met such a person on Heiyun Mountain and even saw Guangyi on both sides. She seemed to know something, but she couldn't ask why. And now, this person sits in front of her like this, seemingly answering questions. Yang Xiaobai has been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time.

Yes, suddenly, she remembered. At the beginning, when he first saw this children's meal, he once said: I have been waiting for her for a long time. He waited for her. It seems that all this has really been arranged from the beginning, right? She should be glad that one of these people is finally standing in front of her. Of course, it's time for someone to explain all this. It's impossible for her to live like this all the time, right?

Of course, in fact, she has not completely muddle along over the years.

"Grandpa Tong, did you make that swimsuit?" She was going to talk about design, but anyway, it should be completely impossible. I didn't expect that the first question to be asked was this irrelevant question.

"Uhmm...um..." The children's rice in big red clothes, I don't know if it is printed on the clothes or his old face is really a little red. If his old face is a little red, it's a little funny.

"How did you do it?" This problem is also important. If it weren't for his design, of course, ask him how he got these things into the world.

"Oh, what are you worried about? Come on, drink tea first. Tong Fanfan did not answer or explain it in depth. Just start to pour the freshly brewed tea into the small cup and signal them to pick it up. His steady movements made people doubt whether the red on his old face just now really existed.

Well, you can't be too impatient for a while. Anyway, Tongfan is here, and there is no intention of leaving. Moreover, there is an expression that you will know later. He is not in a hurry, and she is not in a hurry. Let's drink tea first. Well, regarding drinking tea, the Santa Claus gives people a very similar feeling to the little white-faced monk of Baoyintu Temple.

Xiaobai remembered that the little white-faced monk once said that the goddess of light could not be resurrected, or there would be a greater disaster in the world. However, at this stall, as soon as they decided to find five treasures, the children's meal appeared. Does it mean that he also wants to stop them? Her mind turned around, but she couldn't figure it out. She saw the power of the black hole with her own eyes. How many people in the world can resist such power? In her thoughts, only the goddess of light can stop it, right?

This tea is a good tea, but the two people who drank this tea for the first time did not taste good.

The second bubble.

The third bubble.

The fourth bubble, pour it out. Santa's father touched another bag of tea. Xiaobai went away. Grandpa Tong, we drank a lot." Well, although I just ate a lot, I really can't drink this tea.

"Well... then it won't be soaked. You two come with me." Tongfan took them to the direction of the balcony. Do you have to say what he wants to say on the balcony? Then why do you have to drink tea for so long? I really want to lose my temper, but I don't know how to do it.

This balcony is really big. Through the glass door, you can see the general scenery of the capital. In this era, it is really rare to have such a scenery. However, when he walked into the balcony, Xiaobai found that the whole thing had changed.

Time and space are misplaced.

What are they where they are now, not modern?

High buildings everywhere, the gray sky, and the whole world are different from the original world. Tongfan stood inexplicably in the sky here, as if looking at the earth under his feet sadly.

"Grandpa Tong..." Xiaobai was going to ask, but found that the earth under her feet was not what she remembered, yes, no.

A hurricane, another hurricane, is sweeping, sweeping people and things, moving in one direction. Those buildings are also dangerous and seem to collapse soon... And the direction of those hurricanes is an extremely large black hole.

When Xiaobai saw such a scene, she was eager to see her home, but in the blink of an eye, she returned to the balcony, the balcony where she could see the whole Dayun City.

"No...no... I'm going back..." Xiaobai screamed. Yes, she wants to go back. Yang Bule can save her. She can't let Song Qiulian go.

"Xiao Bai, calm down." Even a fool guessed that the world in that scene was the original world of Yang Xiaobai. Lin Zhen hugged her tightly. He felt that since Grandpa Tong let them see this scene, he must have a deep meaning, right?

Crying and beating, she knew that how could she go back without children's meals?

"Little doll, in your original world, this year is 2012."

"2012..." She was stunned, is it the end of the world? Well, what else can she do as a dead person? Do you still want her mother to face death many times? The survival of this world is also unknown at present. If she is saved in the original world, but wants her to slowly face death again, she can't do it.

"Yes, 2012." Tongfan took a deep breath. Yang Xiaobai couldn't see his expression all the time, just facing the balcony. The little doll, that world, is actually related to this world.

"Associated?" Xiaobai feels that she can't seem to think anymore. Now she is like a soundworm.

"Yes, that's right. Related." Tongfan firmly affirmed it. This world is born, and that world is also born.

"Do you mean that if you save the world, that is, save that world?" I can't believe it, but I feel that there is still a chance.

"Yes, that's right. Not only that, if you come to my level, it's easy for you to go back.