Sumire walked in the market, and every time she moved, her steps were hard and tight.
The lights on the street are brilliant, and the bustle and noise seem to have nothing to do with her, and from time to time a hawker comes up to introduce things to her, and she will directly lift them.
"I'm sick in the brain!
If you don't buy it, don't buy it, what are you going to do with my stuff?
” scolded her, she ignored it directly.
"Isn't it a beating?"
If she is provocative, she should only be invisible.
With a blank face, he continued to walk forward, passing through the crowd, and only the flickering lights in his eyes remained.
"You lose money!
Ouch-" The one who grabbed her sleeve directly was more miserable, just pulled the sleeve, and then grabbed the other party's neck with his backhand and lifted it up and smashed it directly on the stall.
The stall was not too sturdy, and it was immediately torn apart by her smash, and all the things on it fell to the ground.
The man's neck hurts, his back hurts, and he can't protect anywhere.
I didn't dare to ask her for compensation, so I could only wriggle around on the ground like a loach.
The people around them were stunned for a moment, and then they all retreated far enough away from Sumire.
She turned, and the people were receding again, and she walked forward, and immediately someone automatically divided her way.
Sumire was expressionless, didn't bother to look at the others, and left by herself.
In this world, there are very few faces she can remember, and the only one she misses and cares about is Childe.
She didn't want to see Childe's disappointed expression, even if she had never seen it.
But if you fail the competition, what will you say when you go back?
She has always disdained to do it in front of her son, but she has failed again and again, not to mention her son, and she herself feels ashamed.
Death to apologize?
How willing!
Sumire suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
It was a nice day, but it was a little cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Frost Moon Heaven escaped from her palm, and it was impossible for her own ability.
Looking at the relationship between the frost moon and the Demon Treasure Pavilion, it must be the Demon Treasure Pavilion that is the obstruction.
"Demon-hidden-pavilion."
Sumire gritted her teeth with hatred when she thought of White Frost's face that didn't care much about anything, and that pair of eyes that were quiet but seemed to be able to see through people.
Very good, hoarfrost.
In addition to you becoming a childe, another person who makes me remember so deeply is still a woman!
Oh no, it's a banshee.
In that case, go and die!
Disappear from this world!
Sumire squinted at the clouds floating above her, a cruel smile on her face.
A few people were curiously looking at what this beautiful woman was going to do, but they couldn't help but see the sneer and fierce color on her face, and their legs and feet were weak in fright.
Sumire didn't know that her smile would scare people, but after making up her mind, she restrained the anger in her heart, and she was the beauty of Pingsuri again.
However, she didn't mean to return to the seal, but turned around and followed the north square.
When she walked, she had only crossed a street, and her body was no longer a fairy white skirt, but a gray ordinary clothes, and her hair color changed from black and bright to gray and white.
There is less agility in the eyes, but more gray.
The slower and slower he walked, the taller figure became more and more rickety, and the skin on his face that could be broken by blowing was also climbing with light gray spots, and it quickly wrinkled as if it had been wrenched dry.
When she stopped, she was already an old woman who could be seen everywhere in the world.
She found a shop selling crutches and walked in slowly.
Picking them one by one, she wasn't in a hurry at all from the time she activated this illusion.
It's strange that when she gambled everything she had and made up her mind to deal with a demon who was even more powerful than herself, her heart suddenly became peaceful.
It's as calm as the kind of calm that suddenly comes after a storm.
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Everything around her seems to be summed up in her own layout, every flower, grass, tree, leaf, even the cat running by the roadside, she can smelt its figure in her heart.
This is what Childe said, not in a hurry, and his heart is calm, right?
It was only at this time that I realized that it would be a little late?
Sumire stopped in front of a cane carved with flowers, and her crumpled hand slowly stroked it with her meridians in full display.
"Old man, if you like this cane, you can take it down and give it a try."
When the shopkeeper saw her hesitating before the staff, he immediately went up.
He was a middle-aged man with a kind face and a gentle voice.
It can be heard just right, but it doesn't feel offensive.
When he saw Sumire come in, he deliberately led her to a more fancy and gentle cane.
In order to take care of the elderly, the shopkeeper deliberately raised his voice.
But Sumire just smiled and stood a little farther away from him.
Although she looks like such an old dragon clock, none of her power and hearing have really decreased, and they are all at their peak.
"Boss, you fancy lotus, right?
If I can carve a camellia, it will be in line with my wife's heart. ” The pansy rubbed her palms, with love and a hint of loss.
The shopkeeper didn't mind, but said, "If the old man is not in a hurry to use it, he can come and get it tomorrow."
Our shop will make you a camellia again. ” "Thank you, then."
Sumire rarely thanked people, and she was a little stiff to speak.
She put the money in the shopkeeper's hand: "Is this enough?"
"It's also her habit to buy things without asking the price, and it hasn't changed in the past or now.
When she was trapped, she couldn't possibly buy anything.
Later, he followed Childe into the seal, and Childe would not negotiate the price much when he bought things.
Sometimes, like she is now, she will probably estimate the price of the goods based on her experience, and then give the money directly to the other party.
I have never met a cheater who deceives and says that there are not enough people.
"Enough, enough!"
The shopkeeper really smiled, and immediately instructed the bookkeeper to keep the accounts, and wrote a note by the way and handed it to the backyard to make a walking stick, so that they could immediately start making a new one for Sumire.
Sumire didn't stay any longer, and found an inn on the street near the shop.
She won't return the seal unless the White Frost of the Demon Hidden Pavilion and the group of youkai around her all die!
Opening the window of the inn, Sumire sent out the white tea petals in her hand.
"Continue to look for the bottom of the toad palace, and then bring it to the child."
There is something to do to eradicate dissidents, and the thing to help the son is even more relaxed.
At the right time, Heyun, who had been sitting in the seal for a long time, glanced at the drip by the wall.
At this hour, no matter how much you drag that girl, she should go home, why is there no one yet?
He had only just known all about the sacrificial competition, and in imitation food, Violet would also lose, which was indeed beyond his expectations.
The Demon Hidden Pavilion really can't be underestimated, Han Chuan can't come for a day, and he is still not at ease holding the rest of the ordinary Dan heart.
It's the first time in thousands of years that I've encountered such a tricky opponent.
However, no matter how tricky it is, it has to be eliminated - how can you easily let go of the time that you have been waiting for?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was suddenly a little demon at the door: "Childe, there has been no news from the secret pavilion for twenty-four hours."
Do you want to send someone to see it again?
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