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"Junior Sister, what happened to you?"

Hearing his address, White Yak was even more certain of the doctor's diagnosis. However, she was truly worthy of being an examinee in the field of acting …

"We'll talk about the past later. You should put on your clothes first."

Lin couldn't help but frown. What was wrong with little junior sister? Her performance was a bit different from what he remembered, but he thought of the tragic situation she had just experienced: Hmm, 80% of little junior sister had been assimilated into this world, but I still broke off. I want to learn from little junior sister, I want to see everything from her.

Lin couldn't sit obediently on the bed.

"Doctor, this doesn't have much of an impact on his abilities."

Indeed, my junior was still concerned about me. However, this society had changed. She had become tactful and was no longer straightforward like before. Lin couldn't help but think.

"Mm, if you want to talk about his brain, I'm not too sure, but according to his physical condition, it's very good, there's no big problem." The attending physician frowned. This person was too bizarre.

"Great." After returning home yesterday, her father told her about his plans to pick up a favor from a martial arts master. "Father's hard work was not in vain. If a martial arts master became a fool, then it would be worth it even more than a favor.

Lin Qi could no longer smile. No matter how many years had passed, she was still that Junior Sister who cared for him and cared for him.

The Lin Clan was very rich, so when Bai Hou said he wanted to go home and get a private doctor to treat Lin Yue, the hospital could do nothing about it.

He frowned as he walked into the Mercedes-Benz. Everything here was very unpleasant to him, but seeing his junior sister's accustomed look, he restrained himself. He would no longer let himself and his junior sister stand opposite to each other in this world; he wanted to integrate himself into this society and join his junior sister.

After a long while, he couldn't help but ask. Little Junior Sister, do you still remember that battle at Mount Kunlun? "

Well, he's also a fantasy type of psycho. She rolled her eyes.

"Of course," she said in a low voice, as if she had experienced the passage of time. "That battle was truly breathtaking. The color of the sky changed, and her chivalrous bones softened. What a pity, a pity …" She didn't finish the sentence. If you were going to say that she could make up the adjectives, then it would be better not to say the narrating words.

After sending you away, I fought for three days and three nights. There weren't many people left, but I was exhausted, and was buried under the bones. Time flowed, and I used the Stellar Transposition to jump out from the crevices of the stone. He sighed, "I still need to rely on my junior sister."

The white pheasant's beautiful eyes darted about. What the hell was this bullsh * tting about? Throughout history, there had never been any major battles in Mount Kunlun. Sigh, he's too unwell from his illness. I just hope that he still retains his original strength.

"Of course, but in the future, you will have to listen to my commands. In the end, this world doesn't belong to anyone." The white pheasant followed his example and sighed, making up his own mind.

"I understand. This time, I will not be so flamboyant. I will grant you an ordinary world."

The car soon stopped in front of a villa. The environment here was beautiful and filled with flowing water. Lin couldn't help but secretly nod. This was her little junior's hobby, but he didn't understand it before.

"Dad, brother expert is back." The white pheasant threw itself on the sofa and shouted upstairs.