The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"Who allowed you to call her Grandmother? It's not my permission until I give her my consent!" Qingyue roared angrily and quickly appeared behind Hu Xingtong.

If you ask who in this world can break Qingyue's defense, it's no one other than her real brother-in-law Sixu.

Hu Xingtong didn't dare to offend this ancestor, so she ran away quickly. The two of them surrounded Zijing and staged a drama of her running away and the other chasing, which made Zijing, who was surrounded in the middle, feel uncomfortable.

Ling Xian felt quite uncomfortable while watching the interaction between the three people. Three women were playing like this in front of him, and he wanted to join in, but he didn't dare to step forward because of his gender.

"Okay, how old are you two? I'm dizzy chasing each other here!" Zi Jing grabbed Qingyue who was running away and said.

"That's right, Grandmother-in-law, she's such a big demon, yet she still bullies a little girl like me." Hu Xingtong acted like a slut whenever she got the chance. How could Qingyue let her go? She angrily said, "If you say that again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"A little bit~"

"Okay, Xingtong, you too, stop making trouble." Zijing couldn't stand it anymore and acted as a peacemaker.

"Okay, everyone sit down." After weaving rattan chairs for a few people, Zi Jing looked at Ling Xian and the cloth bag in his arms.

"You sit down too, you're welcome."

Lingxian nodded. Although he felt a little embarrassed, he still found a place to sit down and carefully placed the cloth bag in his arms on his legs. Zijing's eyes fell on the cloth bag, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"Lingxian, what treasure are you holding in your arms? Why are you so careful with it?" Zijing asked with a smile.

Hu Xingtong took the initiative to answer and said, "There are two little guys in here, Xinghui and Yanhui, come out to play."

That's right, the cloth bag in Lingxian's arms was the bag that contained the two little guys before. Since Hu Xingtong was flying, he gave the cloth bag to Lingxian. Only now did he remember it, so he took it from Lingxian's hand.

When the two little guys heard their owner's voice, they immediately poked their heads out. They were small and furry, and they captured Qingyue and the others' hearts at first sight.

"It's Monkey Beast and Jishan Dog." Qingyue directly hugged the two little guys and stroked them gently.

"Very cute." Zi Jing was afraid that he would scare the two little guys, so he didn't attack. Instead, he looked at Hu Xingtong and continued to ask: "Where did you two come from the volcano?"

Hu Xingtong was a little surprised. He hadn't said anything, so how did Zijing know they came from the volcano? But he finally nodded and said, "Yes, we came from that side. But, Grandmother, how did you know?"

"You're still screaming!" Qingyue shouted sternly. Hu Xingtong turned away with disdain, but under the pressure from this man, he changed his words: "Sister Zijing, is it okay?" After saying that, he did not forget to look at Qingyue provocatively who was unable to free her hands.

The latter gritted his teeth and finally did not pursue the matter any further.

"Ignore her. I only knew about it because I smelled the burnt smell on you two. It seems that you were in a hurry on the way."

"Yes, it was very urgent. Originally, I was just going to find Lingxian and go back. Who would have thought that I knew some things about my past life from Sister Yuchi. She was curious and told me to come find you, so I came." Hu Xingtong said, not forgetting to observe the expressions of the two. From their previous interactions, it seemed that the Four Seasons Demons all knew about their past lives, but they all seemed to have concerns. So, at this moment, she was not sure whether the two demons Zijing were willing to say anything to her.

Sure enough, after Hu Xingtong finished talking about his previous life, Zijing and Qingyue looked at each other, and they seemed to be exchanging something in their eyes.

After a long while, Hu Xingtong finally noticed that Zi Jing seemed to have let go of something. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what do you want to ask?"

Hearing this, Hu Xingtong took a deep breath, as if making some kind of resolution. She spoke slowly, a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "I want to know, why... do we look the same?"

Zijing and Qingyue exchanged glances again, both with complicated expressions. Zijing sighed and finally spoke, "Xingtong, you'll have to see for yourself. I can only say... you created my face, and you gave me the life I have now. This is also the life I want."

[Congratulations to the host for opening the hidden destiny memory. Current progress is 86. Reward memory playback.]

Hu Xingtong felt dizzy at the sudden sound. Her vision began to blur, and the world around her seemed to be spinning, and then everything went dark. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a dimly lit room.

At this moment, I was standing in the corner of the room, with a bright figure and a computer in front of me.

"Xingtong, the design of the Four Seasons Monster is handed over to you. It's considered a game benefit. Just remember to give Si Xu the official pairing." Zhao Zekai's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

The person in front of me put down his phone, replied "OK" and started drawing on the computer.

Hu Xingtong watched himself sketching the appearance of each of the four seasons' monsters stroke by stroke. Until all three monsters were drawn, Zijing, representing spring, still had not started drawing.

Is there no inspiration? Hu Xingtong thought so and couldn't help but move closer to himself in the picture.

"How about the whole fancy thing? I'll add myself into it!"

Hu Xingtong looked at himself in the picture, stealthily writing something on a piece of draft paper, and then blurted out a shocking sentence out of nowhere.

No way, sister, what are you thinking, using your own face for game modeling?

Hu Xingtong touched his face and complained a little arrogantly: "Although I am very good-looking, isn't it a pity to use it as a model?"

You are so narcissistic.

Hu Xingtong ignored Chen Wu. She didn't know how to appreciate others. How could she argue with her?

Continuing to look at herself in the picture, she seemed to be stuck.

"If I'm going to paint my own face, then this life has to be comfortable. Otherwise, I'll have an idyllic life and a handsome, talented boyfriend with a good personality, good character, and ability. Then I'll give Zi Jing to Si Xu as his official match!"

No, sister, are you so careless?

Hu Xingtong had a sense of déjà vu as he watched himself acting foolishly as a child, and that feeling of social death was overwhelming!

"Add the buff of the Four Seasons Demon Leader, and then... Ah, Xiaoqing, the snake demon! I'm so smart!"

Hu Xingtong covered his face with his hands in a social deadpan manner. He really couldn't bear to watch it at all. Who would have thought that this was his train of thought when he designed Zijing.

How can she face Zi Jing when she goes back?

"I need to get the buff of being the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, and then my appearance needs to be improved. My face is too handsome, not suitable for being a beauty. I look like a boy, so childish..."

"Tsk... It's so hard to change. Otherwise, I'll just have to get rid of this title of the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms. Then someone has to appreciate my face... I might as well just let Qingyue do it. After winter comes spring. Winter is the end and spring is the beginning. Having a Duwei sister is not bad."

Help! It turns out that Qingyue’s toxic fan attribute was designed by herself. Isn’t this just shooting herself in the foot? The toxic fans are jealous of her face every day!

If he could travel back in time, Hu Xingtong would definitely slap his former self twice.