Ye Ziheng remembered that a few weeks ago, when he came home from the supermarket with Xiaokui, he met a girl who was surrounded by a small gangster. He saved the girl at that time, but the girl said that she was nosy.

"Have you ever been blocked by a little gangster before?"

"I know what you want to say. I remember you."

"Besides, don't call me senior. It sounds strange. I think you are not a few years younger than me. My name is Qin Luo. Just call me sister Luo."

The girl went on.

But when ye Ziheng heard this, the whole person was stunned.

What do you mean I'm not a few years younger than you? I think you're only 11 or 2 years old at most. Shouldn't you be a few years younger than me?

Qin Luo looked at ye Ziheng's face and said, "I'm 19 this year."

"Oh, ah!"

Ye Ziheng looks at Qin Luo in front of him and is surprised. He can't believe it. The girl who looks 11 or 2 years old in front of him can say that she is 19 years old.

What's the matter? Do girls like to talk about their age as elder sister now?

Seeing ye Ziheng still didn't believe it, Qin Luo couldn't help sighing and then explained.

"When I was a child, I ate something different, which restricted my growth, so I always looked like a teenager."

"Oh, legal Lori, Nb!"

"Pa!"

A crisp voice sounded in ye Ziheng's face, and then ye Ziheng was suddenly blown out five or six meters away, and finally hit the ground heavily.

"I'm tired of living, son of a bitch."

Qin Luo looked at ye Ziheng and said with a little anger on his face.

Ye Ziheng covered his face and stood up from the ground. He saw that the little face, which was red because of anger, showed a smile unconsciously, and a trace of blood came out of his nose.

Qin Luo saw this scene, the whole face went black directly, then with a sudden wave of hand, a long sword hidden in the scabbard appeared from her hand.

Ye Ziheng realized something and hurriedly ran to the door and suddenly turned the door handle, but he found that the door handle could not be opened. At this time, Qin Luo had come to him.

"Sister, don't make faces, will you?"

But as soon as his voice fell, Qin Luo's long sword had fallen on ye Ziheng, and ye Ziheng's scream came out of this small compartment.

After beating ye Ziheng for 5 or 6 minutes, Qin Luo finally let ye Ziheng go, took the sword back to her storage ring, and went to the sofa to sit.

Ye Ziheng slowly climbed up from the ground, only to feel the back pain, all comfortable.

He slowly got up from the ground, at this time, a sound of the system was suddenly introduced into ye Ziheng's mind, which made ye Ziheng a little surprised.

"The host has been hit several times, and the bone completion limit is + 1."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng was stunned at first, then his face showed a trace of joy, and he couldn't help laughing.

Qin Luo, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the sound, turned to ye Ziheng, frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Then, ye Ziheng saw Qin Luo's long sword again in his hand, and then he walked towards him step by step.

Ye Ziheng couldn't help but look up at the sky at an angle of 90 degrees, because that's the height that makes tears unable to fall.

Then the scream came out again.