Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 113
"Sister Fu Guang, you're back!" The girl with black hair and black eyes opened her eyes wide. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, holding a plate with pastries in her hands, and standing in the Tingfeng Pavilion in the bamboo forest.

She put down the plate and walked hurriedly towards the woman who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the space.

The wind blew her long golden hair, the wind chimes swayed and jingled, and Wen Li came flying like a young swallow.

The pair of black eyes looking at her were round, like two black stars.

"Sister." Wen Li stopped one meter in front of her, pinching the corner of her blue clothes with her right hand, her lips slightly pursed, her cheeks flushed, and she smiled shyly.

Wen Li's condition has improved a lot. A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, she is in the stage of development. In just one month, she has grown taller like a young bamboo in a bamboo forest.

After not seeing her for a month, I found that she had grown taller from her waist to her chest compared to the last time I saw her.

Fu Guang stretched out his hand and gestured at Wen Li's head, then lowered his head slightly, his eyebrows curved, "Little Wen Li, you've grown taller."

"Yeah." Wen Li nodded happily. When she looked in the mirror, she found that she had grown taller, by ten centimeters.

"Did your mission go smoothly, sister?"

Of course the mission went smoothly, that's what she was saying.

After saying this, Wen Li pursed her lips with some regret. She didn't know how to communicate in such a situation. After she said this, she felt that her words were not appropriate.

"Well, everything is going well. What are you doing?" Fu Guang led the anxious little girl into Tingfeng Pavilion and looked at the crooked pastries on the table.

The peach blossom-shaped pastries have different petals of different sizes. This is not an isolated case. Almost every pastry is of uneven length.

When Wen Li heard this, his eyes lit up and he put his hands behind his back and clasped them together.

She looked at Sister Fu Guang's increasingly dazzling face, then at the pastries she had made. For a moment, she felt ashamed to show her pastries to others.

Suddenly I remembered what my friend on Star Online said: adults don’t like children doing things that are not related to learning.

I wonder if Sister Fu Guang will think she has nothing to do.

Fu Guang picked up a leaf-shaped pastry with his slender fingertips, looked at the cautious Wen Li, and asked, "Can I try one?"

"Of course." Wen Li said hesitantly, watching the not-so-good-looking pastry he had made being eaten by the first diner.

As the cakes gradually disappeared, the little girl straightened her back and tensed her whole body, as if she was about to be judged.

When Wen Li feels tired from studying, she will make pastries. This is what her friends on Starnet told her, that doing what she likes can relax her mind.

She saw that Sister Fu Guang loved to eat pastries, but there were almost no people in Xingji who could make them, and Sister Fu Guang didn’t always have the time to make them herself.

She received favor from her sister and felt that she should do something for her sister to the best of her ability.

After getting in touch with making pastries, Wen Li immediately fell in love with the feeling of creation. She could pinch and mold it as she pleased, and make it into whatever shape she wanted.

She feels happy when she sees the food she created.

Fu Guang took in the little girl's expression and ate the cake in small bites. His blue-gold eyes met her obsidian eyes and he said, "It tastes good, but maybe you can use less sugar next time."

Huh, Wen Li breathed a sigh of relief, and her straight back slumped a little. She picked up a piece of cake and tasted it. The sweetness in her mouth covered up the original taste.

"Are you afraid of me?" Fu Guang wiped the corner of his mouth and asked the cautious Wen Li.

"No, it's not." Wen Li nodded and then shook his head.

"Okay, I understand." Before Wen Li could say anything, a slightly cool hand rubbed her head.

"Relax. When I wake up from my sleep, I'll test your studies for the past month."

Fu Guang stood up and walked towards the cabin. Her golden dress intertwined with the falling sunlight, as if she were about to melt into it. "Okay," Wen Li heard herself say. All emotions vanished for a moment, leaving only the anxiety of the upcoming exam. She hurriedly opened her laptop and reviewed what she had learned in the past month.

Don't let knowledge slip away, get it into your head quickly.

She didn't notice that Fu Guang, who was walking not far away, stopped and turned his head slightly to look at her.

Still a young child.

Fu Guang walked back to the room she had prepared for herself. The room was empty. Apart from the piano table, there was only a large antique bed.

She lifted the light-colored bed curtain with one hand and lay down neatly on the soft big bed. The bed curtain fluttered and retracted to block the light. The soft bedding wrapped her limbs. The woman looked at the ceiling of the bed expressionlessly. Her feet were in pain.

The well-fed little blue egg leaned against the iceberg of the spiritual landscape, whining and whispering, "I am the king, so naturally I can transform into other races."

Fu Guang closed his eyes, his voice tense and dangerous, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I, I don't remember." There were two cracks on the huge blue egg, and the round eggshell was stuck to the iceberg. It wanted to be justified, but it just didn't understand.

But the egg cannot be hard-topped, the fragile eggshell will crack and it will break.

Fu Guang raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "What else can it become?"

"I can't do that anymore." Xiao Lan wanted to break through the iceberg that surrounded her and find a hole to hide in.

Fu Guang gritted her teeth. She had always been able to make people laugh, and she felt it now.

Xiao Lan listened to the grinding sound in his ear and said, "My rank is very high, so it's normal for me to hide."

A sneer sneered in my ear, "Normal? Is there a beast-blood guide?"

"Hmm?" Fu Guang asked in a low voice, "What about the side effects of the transmogrification potion?"

Xiao Lan didn't know whether to say it was afraid or not. Its voice was soft, but it aroused all of Fu Guang's anger. "Didn't it work?"

His temples were throbbing, and Fu Guang's hands at his sides clenched, unclenched, clenched again, and unclenched again.

Funny?
The corners of his lips were flattened, and the sharp nails caused a pain in his palms, allowing Fu Guang to maintain his shaky sanity.

She quickly concluded, "So, before you hatched, my spirit form was a mermaid, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Lan said quickly.

"Then why are my feet hurting?" A sinister voice lingered beside its ears.

"A little sequelae?" Xiao Lan asked uncertainly.

Creaking, Fu Guang clenched his hands.

"If you were my partner, you would be the least qualified one." Fu Guang's desire to pull Xiao Lan out and beat him up became more and more intense.

They can't even exchange basic information, so how can we cooperate?

"Why are the winds blowing from the east, south, west and north?" Xiao Lan asked in confusion.

"Because there is nothing." Fu Guang stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled Xiao Lan out of the mental picture, staring at it with a gloomy gaze.

"Tell me, what else do you know?" The blue-gold eyes flashed, and the voice was like a ghost. "Otherwise, I don't mind being an alien without a spiritual body."

(End of this chapter)