ushernet Chapter 469 Let your sister guess, which Chan'er is it now?
Chapter 469 Let your sister guess, which Chan'er is it now?
Chapter 469 Let your sister guess, which Chan'er is it now?
Nuwa Palace.
Yang Chan stared expressionlessly at the tightly closed palace doors, but her state of mind was rapidly shifting.
She casually picked up a flower offering outside the hall, its petals overlapping and coming together. A cold smile appeared on Yang Chan's lips.
In an instant, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.
The little demons hiding behind the corner all started rubbing their arms together, and the dog demon even forgot to retract its tongue, letting out a low, hurried sound:
"Who has made this young lady angry again?"
They are demons who cultivate in the vicinity, and because of the Demon-Summoning Banner, they often linger in Nuwa's Palace.
When Yang Chan first came to the mountain to cultivate, they had the intention to tease her a few times.
result……
Who would have thought that beneath that seemingly compassionate and innocent face lay a heart as black as ink?
She managed to scare the group of monsters who were entrenched in Nuwa's Palace into fleeing en masse. Later, they figured out Yang Chan's nature: as long as they didn't provoke her, she wouldn't bother with them.
Moreover, during their escape, they encountered Yang Chan several times in the distant mountains.
Despite her young age and unknown cultivation level, the coldness emanating from her seemed capable of freezing an entire mountain.
At that time, the dog demons were being enslaved by the great demon who had lived on this mountain for a long time, and their lives were even more painful than when they were being scolded by Yang Chan in Nuwa Palace. Then, this little girl, who was still holding grass seeds in her hand, appeared. With just one look, she scared the great demon so much that he ran away while uttering threats.
And so, they gradually followed Yang Chan, who liked to search for durable seeds outside, back to the Nuwa Palace.
Several years passed peacefully like this, but today, I feel that chilling coldness once again.
The dog demon whimpered and lay trembling against the wall.
Yang Chan, standing outside the palace gate, gently stroked the flower stamens with her jade-like fingers, as if showing tenderness and affection for the blossoms.
Then, without warning, I grabbed the outermost petal, gave it a gentle tug, and tossed it aside.
"Sister has forgotten Chan'er..."
Another petal was torn off.
It spun around and fell to her feet.
"Sister, do you remember Chan'er..."
As Yang Chan's voice rose and fell, petals drifted down one by one.
The temperature around her was getting lower and lower, and her fingertips were already stained with a deep red color from the flower juice.
Yang Chan pursed her lips into a thin line, her eyes lowered, and she personally plucked the last petal. Her voice, like that of someone speaking from an ice cellar in the dead of winter, was filled with tiny shards of ice:
"Sister...you've forgotten about Chan'er."
How could my sister forget Chan'er?
"It's so cold. Who on earth offended this little miss?" The dog demon felt like it was about to freeze, and its dog life was not good.
Behind him, a group of little monsters risked everything to come out in order to please Yang Chan.
They formed a circle and placed Yang Chan in the center. The rabbit demon, expressing its loyalty, said:
"Boss Chan, what's wrong? Who dared to make you angry? Let's go and teach him a lesson!"
The snake demon stuck out its tongue, also filled with righteous indignation:
"Boss Chan saved us back then, and we are not ungrateful demons. Just say the word, and we will immediately charge into battle for you!"
Pig Demon:
"Grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt!"
His tone of voice was arrogant.
Yang Chan scoffed softly:
"She bullied me."
"what?!"
In short, even the dog demon hiding in the corner became angry.
Who dares to bully Yang Chan!
He patted his chest and assured them:
"Boss Chan, tell me, who is that bastard?!"
As the dog demon finished speaking, the little demons felt as if the temperature had suddenly dropped even lower.
There was a feeling of being in a freezing abyss.
It was cold and damp.
squeak……
The palace doors were reopened.
The scoundrel who had bullied Yang Chan stepped out of the hall, the ribbon on his head fluttering in the wind.
She looked up and immediately spotted a figure that stood out prominently amidst the crowd. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips, and she softly called out:
"Chan'er!" The tone was joyful.
Yang Chan's pupils dilated, revealing an unspeakable shock. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and she could only see her sister's current appearance.
She was more in line with what her older sister should look like when she grew up than she had imagined, which gave Yang Chan a jolt.
His mouth moved, but no sound came out.
The dog demon beside her asked in confusion:
"Huh? Why isn't it cold anymore all of a sudden?"
I even felt a bit hot.
He clicked his tongue, feeling that the girl in the hall looked strangely familiar.
Yang Jiao saw that Yang Chan didn't move, so she tilted her head and just smiled at her.
The pig demon looked at Yang Jiao who had suddenly appeared, and then recalled the expression on Boss Chan's face just now. It grunted and belatedly realized that it seemed to have discovered the person who had angered Boss Chan.
His fangs bulged out, and his pig-like snout pointed upwards.
How dare you bully Boss Chan? You'll get a beating from Old Pig!
He swooped down and crashed headfirst into the air.
Seeing this, Mosquito Taoist, who had been standing behind Yang Jiao, was unsure whether he should make a move.
Protecting Yang Jiao was an unshakable belief etched in her heart, but... this pig demon was simply too weak.
The mosquito felt that taking action made it look like a pig.
Yang Jiao frowned, and even as she watched the pig demon charge forward, she could still utter a silent sigh:
"How did I manage to mess with a pig?"
She was about to turn to the side
Mosquito Taoist, unable to bear it any longer, raised his foot.
In an instant,
The pig demon who had been charging headlong at Yang Jiao suddenly leaped into the air. He looked down and...
"Huffing and puffing? Huffing and puffing."
Struggling and thrashing about, I cried out, "Boss Chan, why did you lift me up like that!"
"You heartless little Yang Chan." Mosquito Taoist glanced at her with a smile and said with amusement, "You're quite quick."
If Mosquito Taoist hadn't been watching closely, he would have barely been able to see when Yang Chan made her move.
This is enough to prove that her cultivation level is at least above Yang Jian's!
Yang Chan raised her hand,
He tossed the reckless pig demon back into the demon horde, glanced back coldly, and strode resolutely toward Yang Jiao.
With each step, the frost on her face melted a little more.
Until she came to stand before Yang Jiao.
The two sisters, one standing outside the hall and the other at the foot of the stone steps, gazed at each other.
Yang Jiao looked down at her and said softly:
"Chan'er".
Yang Chan remained motionless, her eyes fixed on her sister, but seemingly unfocused.
Yang Jiao chuckled softly, thinking to herself, "Hard to coax," then curled her lips into a smile and deliberately said:
"Let me guess, which Chan'er is it now?"
Yang Chan visibly tensed up all over.
A flash of annoyance crossed her eyes, followed by a rapid surge of anticipation.
Yang Jiao was already quite adept at dealing with her younger siblings, and she had to come up with special ways to coax each of them with their different personalities.
For Yang Jiao, this knowledge was something she used even more skillfully than the spells she obtained through drawing cards.
She smiled brightly and said to Yang Chan:
"Ah, it's Chan'er, who has a very powerful cultivation level."
Yang Chan's lips curled up, and she finally took a step forward, as if bewitched, and couldn't wait to shout:
"elder sister."
Yang Jiao opened her arms and hugged her.
He gently patted her back rhythmically, but couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
'Each monkey has its own way of being chained.'
This approach doesn't work on Yang Jian; you have to flatter and coax him. You have to go along with Nezha and coax him. You have to flatter and coax Wukong. As for Kinnara... well, Kinnara is the most obedient.