Just looking at her aunt's diligent cultivation every day, Shi Xian felt that if she said this sentence, she would probably be scolded by her gentle and lovely aunt with a broom, and even kicked out if it was even worse.

The only thing she can do now is to take advantage of her training and secretly lazily indulge in a pastry to satisfy her little happiness.

As for the matter of cultivating immortality, we can talk about it after the spiritual root test. Is it possible that she is someone without spiritual roots?

Or according to the law of time travel, one is a useless and inferior Five Spirit Root?

Shi Xian, who had no ambition at all, never thought of facing a useless counterattack. Instead, she felt that she could live her immortal life with peace of mind.

With a long sigh, Shi Xian wanted to get up and quickly complete her task for today.

There's no way. It's not a problem not to see the elder sister with facial paralysis. The problem is that eating too much Mantou will make you stupid.

This makes the most irresistible leisure time for food the most painful!

Since her aunt gave birth to a younger sister, she has entrusted all her leisure time to her mother for discipline.

My mother is always willing to discuss everything, but when it comes to cultivation, she uses delicious food to pinch the weak spot in her spare time and cannot give up even a step.

But my butt keeps sticking to the stairs and I don't want to move. What should I do?

I really don't want to practice, why is her silly second sister always so energetic and coaxing around after training? If only she had half of her abilities.

Miss, Miss

The slightly excited voice of Xiao Yuan could be heard in her ear, which was extremely rare in the dull and rigid Xiao Yuan who was taught. However, even so, it could not arouse the interest of the lazy young lady in her family.

Got it, big sister is about to go to the inner door. Can you shut up? I'll go

Shi Xian, who was angry, was also annoyed by Xiao Yuan's urging. He immediately stood up and prepared to move forward, but now he was stunned.

A slender, icy skinned little girl appeared in front of me, with some familiar features that were extremely delicate and beautiful.

Shanshan is beautiful and graceful, with a delicate face without any fluctuations. She is as cold as frost, like a person carved from jade, lacking a touch of popularity and adding a touch of ethereal charm.

Shi Xian had some speculation in his heart, but he couldn't believe it. After all, who would have thought that her eldest sister would not go to see her mother and father when she returned, but instead go to the martial arts training ground to see him.

According to my idle memory, when Shi Lou left, I was not even half a year old. If it weren't for not drinking Meng Po Tang, I would have been a naive baby who didn't know anything.

And at that time, Shilou was also a seven year old little girl. If she could remember anything, she would probably be the one who knew that she had a younger sister and became a goddess.

Although there has been a continuous stream of things sent from Guiyizong in recent years, the Shi family is not just her Shi Xian, everyone has a share, and Shi Xian never thinks she has anything special.

But Shi Lou's behavior was extremely unexpected to Shi Xian.

Looking at Shilou walking straight towards Shixian, with a cold expression on her face, Shixian couldn't guess what she was thinking.

The plot of some novels she had read in her past life suddenly opened her mind, and all kinds of speculations surged up. When Shi Xian regained consciousness, Shi Lou had already arrived in front of her.

A slender and tender hand reached out to Shi Xian in front of him, causing him to be stunned and unsure of how to react.

Ah Xian, I am Shi Lou, your sister

The cold voice seemed like that of Shi Lou, with an indescribable coolness that was not repulsive, like a mountain spring washing away one's heart, with a hint of comfort in the coolness.

Even though it had been almost five years, the unusually familiar voice made Shi Xian pause for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore. The softest part of his heart was hit, and Shi Xian instinctively extended his little flesh hand into Shi Lou's hand.