A dozen minutes later, Qi Hua and Zai Jiu Xun Ge stopped one after the other and looked at the figure standing on the big tree in front of them.
Wine-red eyes, red wings, and red curly hair blowing in the wind.
Unlike the ever-sharp-edged Xinghai Maple Syrup, the Maple Syrup in front of us seemed to be half asleep, barefoot and crookedly leaning against the tree trunk, holding a long wooden pipe in her hand.
He wore a loose-fitting white robe that resembled a yukata, embroidered with several dark maple leaf-shaped patterns, and a black belt around his waist.
"Ah, an otaku?"
The one speaking was a tiny dragon that had somehow appeared out of the flower-patterned hood.
Although Tu Lan had never read Maple Syrup's diary—Yu Xun Ge, that hypocrite, only allowed herself to peek into other people's privacy while forbidding others from doing so—Huang Jin and Yu Xun Ge had discussed the demon relics together after they reunited.
Not only the demonic relic of Qunshan Xunge, but also the demonic relic of Qunshan Fengshu called "Painful Legacy".
They speculated that it must be something like a pipe, and considering that people could be seen carrying long pipes only occasionally in the forest, Huang Jin asserted that this must be a unique fashion in the forest, and its origin was likely the apostle of the Oak Owl God.
At that time, Tulan was already secretly imagining what mountain maple syrup would look like.
In the chaotic starry sea, Tu Lan met so many players through Yu Xun Ge. Maple Sugar was the player Tu Lan had ever met with the coldest personality and the most dashing temperament. She was also the only mother among the God of the Game players that she and Yu Xun Ge knew and became familiar with.
But Xinghai Maple Syrup defied the theory. Even though she had three daughters, and even though her daughters were one of her obsessions, she did not possess the unique maternal glow of a mother. Her glow only shone on herself.
After learning that the devil's relic of the Mountain Maple Syrup was actually a long-stemmed pipe, Tulane already had a preliminary idea.
It's not maple syrup holding a spear, but maple syrup holding a long pipe?
Wow, isn't she a beautiful mom?!
When Tulan met the real person, he was shocked.
Which mahjong parlor has this颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and lack of motivation) older sister come from?!
Tu Lan shivered, feeling a bit cold. She turned her head and saw that Zai Jiu Xun Ge was silently staring at her. The golden thunderstorm had stopped at some point and had now transformed into a golden fluorescent longsword, which Zai Jiu Xun Ge was holding in his hand.
A small, blocky hand slowly emerged from the hood, grabbed the dragon's horn, and quickly pulled Tulan down, carefully hiding it away.
Qi Hua's gaze as she examined Maple Sugar was filled with surprise. They couldn't see the state of the Tranquil Mountains. Although she had guessed that Maple Sugar's qualifications, personality, and life experience met the replication standards of the Tranquil Mountains, she didn't expect that the Tranquil Mountains Maple Sugar would look like this.
Qunshan Fengtang withdrew her gaze from Xinghai Xun Ge and turned it to Qi Hua. Her eyes, which had seemed half-asleep, finally widened a little, and she frowned, asking, "Why would you help her?"
Qi Huaran thought that the other party might have seen her in the mountains by chance, but she was too lazy to explain: "Want to fight?"
The answer from the mountain maple syrup shop is simple.
clang--!
A golden longsword held upright beside his ear blocked the long pipe.
No matter how decadent it may look, maple syrup is still maple syrup.
Qi Hua said to Zai Jiu Xun Ge, "She is our enemy. Killing her will give us contribution points."
Maple Syrup blew a light breath, sending a wisp of smoke towards the nearby Starry Sea of Songs. Several petals rushed towards the smoke, carrying it away into the distance.
When it was Zaijiu Xunge's turn to attack, she didn't conjure a flower sword, but her golden longsword alone was enough to make Maple Syrup look disheveled.
In a single encounter, the two exchanged several blows.
Qi Hua simply stood quietly to the side, making sure her flower branches could connect to the wine-drinking song.
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