Looking at the dark, there seemed to be an infinitely extending hole in the dark. Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes and couldn''t help feeling a little.

    Back then, she was just a child tossing in the garbage in the civilian cave.

    Now they are raised by the old palace. Some eat and some wear. They can also enjoy happiness in the small world and save their life.

    What a different change

    The little guy''s pink lips were full of a hook. He couldn''t help but subconsciously take a step and walk into the dark cave.

    Anyway, I''ve come here. Let''s go to my hometown and revisit it.

    When she was a little weak chicken, the bad guys in the slum were not her opponents, so she was not afraid.

    Thinking, the girl pinched her big but powerful little fist and smiled.

    The pace gradually quickened.

    ……

    However.

    Walking, Xiang Xing felt something was wrong.

    If you remember correctly, it didn''t take long to get out of this passage led by the old palace.

    How to go in the opposite direction? She seems to have walked for hours. The passage still has no end.

    Fortunately, the road was still as flat as before. She didn''t stumble even in the dark.

    Holding the little doubt in his stomach, Xiang Xing walked forward for a while.

    This time, her little hand stretched forward suddenly touched something smooth, like a wall.

    The little guy was stunned.

    What happened

    Shouldn''t we walk to the entrance of another mountain in the suburb of the slum?

    How could there be a wall here

    ——It''s hard. Did she recognize the wrong cave for a long time?!

    Thinking of this, Xiang Xing suddenly felt a little embarrassed and coughed silently.

    Also, fortunately, only you can come by yourself.

    Yes, if the ducks and ducks come together, the meeting must have been rolling wildly on the ground with laughter

    Thinking, the little guy blushed in the dark, quickly turned around and was ready to go back.

    However, at the moment of turning around, her little hand inadvertently brushed against the side wall.

    At this stroke, I suddenly touched a raised, cold thing.

    ——It feels like a switch!

    Seeing this, the little guy''s soft eyes suddenly lit up.

    It wasn''t her fault, but the simple door didn''t open!

    As soon as Xiang Xing''s brain was hot, he happily clenched his small fist and smashed it hard at the round thing like a button.

    Sure enough, a dull roar came from behind.

    Then, the surroundings became brighter and brighter.

    Feeling that he should have successfully opened the door, the little guy shook his hand excitedly and quickly adapted to the light behind him.

    After feeling that her eyes were almost adapted, she turned around carefully and looked up.

    ……

    Cough.

    Behind the gate, it is still not the slum suburb in memory.

    It''s just a small cave space with dozens of square meters. The cave is filled with all kinds of things, like a small exhibition area.

    Xiang Xing was embarrassed again.

    She not only went wrong, but also accidentally opened someone else''s treasure cave, didn''t she

    however.

    But strangely enough, there seemed to be some familiar things in the hole.

    Seeing this, the little guy''s head tilted, but he was curious again.

    I can''t help but take another step and go in.

    This just came in, the Mou light casually swept two circles, but Xiang Xing was bright in front of him.

    How does the things in the hole look... It seems that they are all things she has used?

    All kinds of plush doll toys, as well as all kinds of clothes, small skirts, and her favorite comic book

    It seems that these are really the things she used after Lao Gong picked her up and officially enjoyed herself in the small world.

    Another part is that she has no impression now, but she is very familiar. She feels that it should be her own thing.

    Why are they all in this hole.

    The little guy tilted his head and wrinkled his soft eyebrows.

    Is this the waste warehouse of the old palace

    ——Then don''t touch it, lest you leave evidence of sneaking out to play.

    Thinking, the girl nodded firmly and decided to run away.

    However, just as she turned back to the door, the corner of her eyes was attracted by a square thing.

    Xiang Xing paused and couldn''t help but turn his head subconsciously and look at him.

    The next second, soft eyes suddenly stared big.

    On a small dark red cabinet by the door, there was a square hard card paper hand account book quietly.

    On the cover, there is a picture of a little girl with a double horsetail. Her smile is almost to her ears.

    ——This is her childhood play set!

    Thinking of this, Xiang Xing''s eyes twinkled again. He couldn''t help turning around, trotting over and holding up the pamphlet.

    Excited, he opened it carefully.

    No mistake.

    This is indeed her set of very poor children''s painting skills.

    Every little story is the second little story in the middle school when she was young and ignorant, watching dog blood TV dramas and sentimental, blind and barren paintings.

    The protagonist of the story, the little girl, always plays the supporting role of those dog blood TV dramas and cannon fodder.

    But different from the original, the little girl no longer revolved around the real male and female protagonists, but followed a man named "happiness ambassador", abandoned those messy dog blood relationships and lived happily.

    Xiang Xing slowly turned the page and stared at the strange and familiar stories one after another.

    The more she looked at it, the more she felt something in her mind, inexplicably becoming fuller and fuller.

    The hand account book is not very thick. Turn it over to the last page.

    I saw that she even used the ugly words like chicken feet to make a serious list of performers

    Looking at the actor in the column of "happiness ambassador" and his autograph certification, the little guy paused and couldn''t help but evoke the pink lip gloss viciously.

    Hey, hey.

    She has evidence!

    She''ll take the little book back and see when this guy has to pack it!

    Thinking, Xiang Xingdian took off the burden on his shoulder and stuffed the small book directly into the middle of immortal potato chips.

    Turning around, she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something in the position covered by the original pamphlet.

    It''s like a dark purple one about thirty centimeters long——

    scabbard?

    Seeing this, the girl blinked her soft eyes and became curious again.

    At the same time, the strange voice, which had been silent for a long time, rang through her mind again.

    [pick it up.]

    “……”

    Smelling the speech, the little guy was in a trance. His little hand seemed to be out of control and slowly extended towards the scabbard.

    Hold it in the palm of your hand.

    ……