The Correct Strategy to Approach the Yandere SML.

Chapter 89

[It is detected that the fragments are used up, and the quest rewards are unlocked and distributed... The distribution is successful. 】

Li Ruoshui was not in the mood to pay attention to these rewards. She looked at the lush bamboos around her and was a little lost.

There is a small wooden hut among the bamboo forests. It is still a bit rundown. Li Ruoshui recognizes this place. This is where Lu Zhiyao and his master live.

The door to this room was closed, and it didn't look like someone was at home.

And there were some noises not far from the hut, and a figure was moving, Li Ruoshui hesitated, but walked over.

She's not in any danger anyway, so go take a look.

In the scorching summer, cicadas crouched in the surrounding bamboo forests, and they were chirping loudly, as if mourning and laughing.

Li Ruoshui always felt a little weird. She looked around while walking, and then her eyes fell into the bamboo forest.

There was a square hole, slightly deep, and there were two people standing beside the hole, standing and sitting.

The first thing that catches the eye is the standing road, and now he already has the embryonic form of a boy.

His height is almost the tip of Li Ruoshui's nose, his body is thin, his hair is still shoulder-length, he wears red feather earrings, and has a ball head. Remember the URL m.wxsy. net

He doesn't look much different from when he was young, but his demeanor is very different.

If when he was young, he would frown when he was in pain, and pursed his lips when he was unhappy, then now he has learned to pretend.

Even in such a scene, he still grinned, his eyebrows slightly gentle.

Now he is dressed in the same clothes as when he was a child, but he is not much different from the adult him.

Li Ruoshui looked at his clothes stained with dark red blood, and then looked at the thin sword beside him, and couldn't help sighing.

The sword was deeply inserted into the mud, and the blood on it turned the mud into a maroon.

And Lu Zhizhi's master was sitting under the bamboo, his face was pale and calm, and he was no longer as gloomy as before.

Her eyes are hooked, her nose is straight, and her face is very gorgeous. Even if she has become like this, her innate sharpness is still undiminished.

Li Ruoshui remembered the storyteller's description.

——The woman in red was carrying a large sword, plus the hilt, it was as high as her shoulders, and when she put it down, the ashes on the ring were raised a lot.

- A sharp and bright woman, to this point.

Lu Zhi's master stretched out his hands and looked at them carefully. The hands were covered with tiny scars, weak and weak, and could not help but tremble.

Back then, she used to use a big sword to fight against others, and she used her puppet silk to tease others, but now she can't even hold her chopsticks steadfastly, and she has problems walking. It's ridiculous.

After being tortured by He Wenmo, she was so angry that she wanted to screw his head off, but it was still difficult to get rid of her emotional troubles and wanted him to regret it.

Her eyes fell to Lu Zhi's ears, the two red feathers swaying in the wind.

When I heard that he would use this chicken to make soup for Xu Si's body, he was still a little jealous, but now it's ridiculous to think about it.