What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Lu Jinan sat on the swing, his legs drooping, a book floating in front of him, a faint aura lingering on his fingertips. With a casual stroke, he flipped through the book like an e-book.

"Spiritual Records" records: At the end of the Tianshiyuan period, an immortal from the celestial clan had the opportunity to form a spiritual contract with an ancient mythical beast. The mythical beast was spiritual, and after hundreds of years, it formed a bond with the immortal. Although there were objections and endless disputes in the court, the two disappeared within a few days.

After searching many places without success, the two sides sparked a brief conflict between the two worlds. From the fierce dispute that human-animal hybrids were a bad fate, and the offspring were even more evil beasts, to the subsequent dispute between you, an old immortal monster, and you, a garbage-picking immortal...

The Celestial Clan: "A beast is a beast. What's the use of having a long history? It has been looking like a beast for tens of thousands of years."

The Beast Tribe: "How dare you, a bunch of rag-tag rags who can only pick up trash, talk down to us? You're so conceited after getting a little bit of divine energy. If it weren't for the spiritual energy of our God Tribe leaking out, you guys who lack divine power would have all been reborn as humans after that catastrophe."

Celestial Clan: "Master Tian, ​​we don't know who was the one who vomited spiritual energy during that great battle."

Beastman: "Then I won't tell you who eats vomit!"

Celestial Clan: "Who was beaten so hard that he cried out for his parents, with snot and tears all over his face!"

……

Yu Ling, Bai Yue and Qing Shan, three supreme gods, were visiting the lower world. They bumped into two clouds that were drooling and were confused. Suddenly, two mountains started to fight over them, one on each side, leaving Qing Shan's arms empty.

Yu Ling was upset by the crying of the Celestial Clan, and a rain came and soaked them like drowned rats.

"Stop crying, I'm almost done crying."

Yu Ling wiped her eyes and found that the scene seemed to have quieted down, so she opened her eyes.

Ah… I’m done! I think I cried a bit too much.

Drowned them all.

On another mountain - Bai Yue was touching the six cute turtle heads in the beast tribe's territory, and was hugged by a nine-tailed red fox. A group of ferocious beasts lined up like cubs, following the one in front and telling their grievances. Looking at their starry eyes, they no longer had the momentum they had just now to trample others to the ground.

At this time, the Tian Clan generals on another hill were dragged to Qingshan by the guilty and frightened Yu Ling, and they picked up the fish baskets and scooped up the fish one handful at a time.

This concludes...

Later, the two worlds decided to put aside their disputes out of friendship, with the three gods as witnesses, and signed a peace agreement, stipulating that both sides would not invade each other.

The swing swung in the air, and her long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.

Meng Li had just finished sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard when he saw another book slowly falling from the air onto the table.

A small pyramid has been built on the table.

He secretly raised his head and saw a person floating in the air surrounded by books. The hair floating in the wind was like milky white mist, brushing across the young face that had not yet grown up.

"Junior brother, come here."

The pair of blue-green eyes suddenly glanced at him at this moment, with the corners of the eyes drooping and smiling, waving for him to come over.

Meng Li gripped the broom tightly and pressed his thumb inward.

Brother...are you...going to use the beauty trap to knock me out and escape again?

So should I go over this time?

The master seemed quite angry this time and told him to keep a close eye on him, but the senior brother was so well behaved that he would only get a little crazy towards the master occasionally.

His eyes swept across the smooth forehead and the smiling face. Meng Li hardened his heart, closed his eyes and bit his lower lip.

Seeing that the person didn't come over and was still standing there holding the broom, Lu Jinan flew out from the swing, and landed in front of Meng Li with his clothes flying in the air.

Asking someone for help will result in a gift.

Lu Jinan shook his empty pockets, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the wilted little spiritual flower on the ground.

The corners of his lips curled up.

As soon as Meng Li opened his eyes, he saw a bright and delicate little flower swaying in front of him. He blinked and looked up at the person above his head.

"Good Junior Brother, good Ali, Senior Brother would like to ask you for a small favor, is that okay?"

The boy was holding the flower, his fair face was even more delicate than the flower, and his expectant eyes made Meng Li bite his tongue.

Master! Aren’t you making things difficult for your disciple?

Lu Jinan tilted his head and looked at his junior brother whose face was wrinkled into an ugly orange. "Junior brother?"

Meng Li gritted his teeth and stretched his head forward, as if he had made up his mind. "Come on!"

Lu Jinan blinked, straightened his back, and forced a smile on his lips.

"Junior brother... so you can braid someone's hair with your eyes closed?"

Lu Jinan pretended to applaud, "Junior brother is so awesome!" Meng Li opened his eyes and saw an innocent face in front of him.

Meng Li blushed with embarrassment, and pulled at her earlobes with both hands to cool down. "Why are you tying your hair?"

……

The handsome young boy sat quietly on a stone bench, reading a book, occasionally pointing at some runes in the book that he didn't quite understand. The boy with the braids braided behind his back didn't relax his grip, not only turning his head back but also making sure his eyes looked where he pointed, then quickly retracting them to his braids.

"This is what I meant. I told you to stop skipping school on weekdays. Now that you have so much homework to make up at once, Master will only accuse you of cramming."

Lu Jinan was stunned for a moment, then immediately returned to normal, "Hahaha, yes, Master never... praises Ayi." There was a bitter smile on the corner of his lips, and there was visible grievance in his eyes.

Meng Li smacked his lips, turned his head and cursed.

Why are you mentioning Master for no reason? You have a foul mouth.

She held the last small bunch of hair in her hand, then took out the small flower from her arms and tied it to the end of his hair.

So lovely.

Meng Li looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Lu Jinan raised the corners of his eyes slightly, glanced at the happy child, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s not right. Xiaoliu is gone, why should I pay attention to ooc?

little six?

Lu Jinan shook her braids, held her chin and looked at the clouds.

It seems like I haven't seen it for a long time.

The appearance seems a little blurry.

The swing creaks, and the person who misses someone is also looking at a different sky, missing the same person.