Under the night sky,
a petite figure was running fast in the green belt beside the road. Her body was lithe, like a swallow flying low.
Not long ago,
there was finally a breath that made her heart palpitate in that direction,
then,
the black shadow downstairs directly disappeared.
The Little Loli knew that,
things should have been over, or at the end of the end.
Now,
she could go and have a look.
On the street outside the bookstore,
she saw the old Daoist lying on the ground and the monkey who was smearing mud on the old Daoist.
The monkey knew the Little Loli, at this time, it immediately "Squeak squeak"and waved its claws, then it grabbed the old Daoist's clothes and tried to drag it with little effect.
The Little Loli didn't understand its words, but she could guess what it meant.
She bent down,
she carried the old Daoist up,
it was like carrying an old spicy stick.
