Nine Star Burden

Alliance Leader 2/10

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Beijiang in late November is already very cold,

At 10:50 in the evening, the cold wind rolled leaves and made a snoring noise in the alley.

In the dark alley, a small, shabby storefront is as warm as spring.

Slightly old glass doors carry layers of mist, indicating indoor and outdoor temperatures.

Two figures, one big and one small, stood in front of the door, looking at this small shop with no signboard.

"Here?" Jiang Xiao looked up at Erwei.

"Um." Erwei stepped forward and pushed in.

Jiang Xiao followed in. Compared to the shabby outside, although the interior is simple and small, it is unusually clean and tidy.

Aside from the invisible cook, there are only more than 20 square meters here, and there are six small tables. There is no one left. It should be snooze.

An over a half-year-old aunt, slightly fat, with short hair and curly hair, is sitting behind a wooden bar and counting her income for a day.

The small bell on the door made a crisp sound as the store door opened, and the aunt raised her head, showing a kind smile: "We have closed ..."

The aunt's complexion was gazing, looking at the tall figure, the smile on her face became more sincere, and the slightly turbid eyes seemed to have some glory: "Child, are you on vacation?"

The two tails nodded gently, and a smile appeared on that cold and stern face: "Aunt Yu."

That's ... a warm smile.

Jiang Xiao already knew that the woman next to her was moody, but he had never seen her smile so warmly.

It was as if her cold scent was dispelled by this old and warm shop.

Her temperament will make anyone avoid three points, and will not let anyone equate her with ordinary people.

But here, Jiang Xiao saw an ordinary, humanistic young woman.

"Older than I am, I'm working." Aunt hurried to the back kitchen, muttering in his mouth, "Do you still have cod at home? Here comes the red cockle."

"Do you come here every holiday?" Jiang Xiao asked.

"Um." Erwei took off the crimson trench coat and hung it on a hanger.

Just after the simple movements were completed, an uncle with slightly white hair came over holding the induction cooker and belly pot and put it on the small table chosen by the two.

"Come here, come here." Uncle smiled, and squatted down holding the plug.

"I'm coming." Jiang Xiao took the plug and leaned down.

"Very good." The uncle looked at Erwei, wiping his hands back and forth on the apron in front of him.

"Okay." Erwei slightly raised her head and smiled, and her narrow eyes were bent into two crescents.

"That's good, that's good, open it quickly, wait for a while, and come right away." Uncle said hurriedly, turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

Ten minutes later, the steamed belly pot was steaming with hot air, and made a cooing sound.

A plate of salted peanuts, a plate of old vinegared eggs, and a plate of nut spinach were on the table.

Erwei looked at Jiang Xiao and said, "Wine."

Jiang Xiao plucked the peanuts in one hand, and seemed to be infected by her style. He replied, "Car."

Erwei nodded, and didn't respond anymore, just turned the belly in the pot over.

Since entering the old and warm hut, Jiang Xiao has no intention to start the topic, he does not want to disturb the rare state of Erwei.

"You are going to the arsenal the day after tomorrow." Erwei said.

"Yeah, the province seems to be dissatisfied with the results of the students in the national league, which makes the training more difficult." Jiang Xiao ate a peanut.

"Oh." Erwei smiled disdainfully, not at all.

"Come here, boy, what would you like to drink?" Auntie brought two cups, one empty and one full of wine, and put it in front of Erwei, and said to Jiang Xiao, "Home-made small roast, you. .. are you young? "

Jiang Xiao repeatedly waved his hands and said, "White water will do."

"Good boy, you have to drink less." Auntie Xuzuo whispered and turned to get the kettle.

Erwei took the glass in front of him and took a sip of light. The spicy liquid permeated the lips and tongue, all the way to the fire, straight into his chest.

Erwei slowly lowered the wine glass, feeling the flame in his chest, and slowly exhaled the cold air: "The astral skills carried by the alien dimension creatures in the weapon store are not suitable for you."

"It's okay," Jiang Xiao said casually, "I analyzed it carefully, and some star skills are quite interesting."

Erwei looked at Jiang Xiao silently, and said, "You only have 9 star slots. You shouldn't waste empty slots on those star skills."

"You're here to give me advice? You care about what I put in my star trough?" Jiang Xiao asked with a smile.

Erwei nodded and said, "Yes, I will participate in every step of your future growth."

Jiang Xiao panicked, and hurried away from the topic: "The 'hate' is still good."

Two tails: "Brass, useless."

Jiang Xiao picked up a belly stick and said, "That's nostalgia."

Erwei shook his head: "Silver, the halo range is too small, and the effect is too low."

Yeah,

Jiang Xiao pursed his lips,

It's uncomfortable, brother.

Looking at Jiang Xiao's appearance, Erwei said hoarsely: "Don't expect to cover the lower star skills with higher star beads and improve the quality in the future. No one in this world will love you like they do, regardless of life and death."

Jiang Xiaozheng for a moment, uh ... it seems that she and Hai Tianqing have discussed it, and their ideas are the same.

The second tail glanced at Jiang Xiao coldly, and his voice still did not have any frustration: "You only have 6 star slots, and your few superb quality star skills are sufficient for your early growth. After your galaxy period, from gold Starcraft. "

"You are too overbearing." Jiang Xiao said helplessly.

Erwei picked up the wine glass, looked at Jiang Xiao, and took a sip.

"Steak chops, lamb skewers, and your favorite grilled cod." Auntie came over holding the plate and, while talking, put the teapot at Jiang Xiao's table.

Without getting Erwei's response, the aunt didn't speak again. She looked at Erwei who was drinking, and looked at Jiang Xiao who was picking peanuts, and she quietly left.

The boiling shabu-shabu pot was white misted.

Through the mist, Jiang Xiao looked at the pair of Danfeng eyes in Erwei, determined to gather courage, and said, "I don't want to join the army, I want to go to school."

Erwei's eyes sharpened, looking at Jiang Xiao, silent.

Jiang Xiao pulled down the collar of the hoodie, his body was very hot and his heart was cold.

In this warm shop, this more human-colored Erwei added a little courage to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiaoqiang calmly said, "I want to stay with my sister. Last time in the snow field, I saw the real danger. I knew what kind of battle she would participate in as an excellent awakener. Possible guards are beside her. "

Erwei's eyes were darkened, he took the wine glass that had just been lowered, and slowly put it on his lips.

The shop that had been closed was empty. Although the white lights were bright, there was only Jiang Xiao's table.

There is no hustle, only the ticking of the clocks on the wall.

No noise, only the boiling sound in the belly pot.

At last, Erwei broke the silence, husky, and said, "Then ... let's eat."

"Don't eat it." Jiang Xiao stood up in a hurry, and said, "There is still class tomorrow, she is waiting for me to go back. It's too late, she will worry."

The two tails were silent, nodded gently, raised their hands, and took out a rolled map in the trench coat pocket hanging on the wall, and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao asked curiously, "What is this?"

Erwei's voice was hoarse and his movement was a little stiff: "Hold it."

Jiang Xiao looked at the drawing in front of her, and looked at Erwei again, but found that her eyes were lowered, and her eyes were no longer aggressive.

Jiang Xiao was not bewildered by such eyes. He saw her stiff movements. After thinking and thinking, Jiang Xiao took the map and said quietly, "Go home early."

Talking, Jiang Xiao turned around and walked out of the warm and bright shop, pushed open the misty glass door, and a cold wind struck. He raised the collar and turned to look inside.

Two tails were sitting alone behind the small table, and the steaming mist in the small pot on the table covered her face.

I can only see that she picked up the wine glass again and drank up.

When the glass was lowered again, only a small half was left.

Jiang Xiao shook his head and closed the door. The dark alley was quiet.

Looking far into the distance, the tens of thousands of lights between the high-rise buildings light up a warm light.

He remembered Hai Tianqing's instructions. Perhaps, she was not as radical as Hai Tianqing said.

Or, this special environment increases Jiang Xiao's survival rate.

Jiang Xiao stepped out of the dim alley and saw the dark car parked at the alley door.

He reluctantly supported his forehead, dart his hands in one hand, and sure enough, the car key was still here.

Regardless of Erwei's personality, Jiang Xiao didn't think that returning the car key would be a correct option.

I don't know how to be good, Jiang Xiao, sitting on the steps with his buttocks, and put the key on the car tire? Or go back to the store? Or knock on the door. Under normal circumstances, the store aunt would come out?

Jiang Xiao, sitting on the stone steps and thinking, holding the map in his left hand and the key in his right hand, was a little upset. He turned on the map by the dim street lamp.

this is......

Topographic map of the arsenal?

Hand Painted?

There are a variety of terrain features, symbol marks, restricted areas, monster distribution, supply points, guards, night watchmen ...

Dense and dense, detailed to fine.

The text marked above, in that stroke, seems to be able to see the sword light sword shadow.

Sword dovetail, iron hook with silver painting.

Just like her people, they are not good at talking and sharp; they are not good at caring and act stiff.

This heartwarming move, this full of care and love, has become overbearing and tough, even clumsy.

Jiang Xiao looked at the hand-drawn detailed map, and in his mind, the cold look of Erwei also became silent and stubborn.

Thinking of her sadness after the fog, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but stand up.

"Ah ..." Jiang Xiao sighed deeply, turned and walked back.

Bell bell bell.

The door rang with the bell.

Auntie's voice came from the bar inside the room: "We shut ..."

Aunt's voice stopped abruptly, Jiang Xiao stepped in and came to the small table.

I saw the tableware and saucer that she hadn't touched before, and the empty wine glass.

"You're back."

In her husky voice,

Finally brought a trace of emotional ups and downs.

Through the transpiration of the mist, in the dimness, Jiang Xiao seemed to see her grim face with a hint of surprise.

Maybe,

He was wrong.