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Exactly the same.

Realizing this, Yuan Wang froze and looked down at Long Xiaoxiao.

Long Xiaoxiao also raised her head, still with that adorable look, blinking her big eyes and staring blankly at Yuan Wang.

Yuan Wang, who had been feeling inexplicably nervous, immediately relaxed. In any case, Long Xiaoxiao would never do anything bad to her; on the contrary, she had been helping her all along.

“There is indeed a resemblance.” Yuan Wang said after a moment of contemplation, then squatted down and asked Long Xiaoxiao softly, “Xiaoxiao, do you know this uncle named Song Xing?”

As he spoke, Yuan Wang showed Song Xing's photo to Long Xiaoxiao.

The system alarm sounded loudly.

"Xiaoxiao, quickly say you don't know her," the system prompted.

Long Xiaoxiao tilted her head, carefully examined the photo on the screen, and replied earnestly, "I don't recognize it."

Long Xiaoxiao genuinely believed she didn't recognize him. When she was with Song Xing, she had to strain her neck to see his face, so now all she could remember was Song Xing's calves.

If you show Long Xiaoxiao a photo of Song Xing's face, she won't recognize him.

Seeing that Long Xiaoxiao was speaking seriously, Yuan Wangwei breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, stood up, and shook his head at the two girls: "It must be a coincidence. Pretty kids all look alike."

Seeing this, the two girls didn't say anything more, they just nodded awkwardly and turned to leave.

Yuan Wang led Long Xiaoxiao into the car, and the system secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise Long Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, your acting was amazing!"

"Huh?" Long Xiaoxiao asked in confusion, "What acting skills?"

"..."

The system realized that Long Xiaoxiao might not recognize Song Xing at all, and silently shut up.

Never mind, the silly dragon has a lucky streak.

Back home, news of Long Xiaoxiao's battle with the old lady of the Yuan family with a bucket of ice water spread throughout the elite circles of City A. Even Wu Zhang, who was worried about why the Azure Dragon God had not yet returned, received the news.

"Yuan Wang is..." Wu Zhang asked in confusion.

This was a family gathering of the Wu family to celebrate the birthday of an elder member of the Wu family.

Upon hearing Wu Zhang's words, Wu Shaoyang scoffed, his tone disdainful: "That's my ex-girlfriend."

Wu Zhang didn't have a good impression of Wu Shaoyang, but he was quite familiar with his past romantic affairs. Hearing that Wu Shaoyang was actually a victim, Wu Zhang felt a little sympathy for him.

"That child is really strange. He looks only three or four years old, but he's so strong," one of the men exclaimed in amazement.

Upon hearing this, Wu Shaoyang's memory uncontrollably drifted back to that night, and his face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Wu Zhang asked curiously, "Is that child Yuan Wang's?"

“Not at all.” A man shook his head, then took out his phone and showed Wu Zhang a photo of Long Xiaoxiao that he had secretly taken. “Look, she doesn’t resemble Yuan Wang at all.”

Wu Zhang readily agreed, took the phone, and then suddenly stopped.

This child gave him a strange sense of familiarity... like the Azure Dragon God.

Realizing his own thoughts, Wu Zhang was startled and began to reflect on whether he had been thinking about the Azure Dragon God so much that he had gone crazy.

There are also anthropomorphic images of the Azure Dragon God on the internet, but most of them depict him as a handsome man with long legs and a slim waist, looking cool and dashing, which has garnered him a large number of female fans.

Wu Zhang couldn't understand how he could see the shadow of the Azure Dragon God in a four or five-year-old toddler.

The thought vanished in an instant, and Wu Zhang laughed it off, lightly dismissing the topic.

At Yuan Wang's home, Long Xiaoxiao was quietly drinking strawberry milk and watching cartoons.

"Uncle, why is it stepping into puddles?" Long Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask the system.

The system looked at the pink pig on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Uh... it likes to step on things."

“Okay.” Long Xiaoxiao nodded obediently.

She definitely wouldn't step into puddles; they're all dirty.

The system scanned the current world's database with a troubled expression, and finally reminded Long Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, you need to find some time to practice your transformation. We can't stay here forever."

The increase in faith value has been very slow, and merit value is also gradually decreasing. The stock of Bi Ze Sheng Xi should be running low.

Long Xiaoxiao looked away from the TV and towards the window. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Shall we go up the mountain?"

"Hmm." The system responded and immediately scanned the surrounding environment. The nearest mountain was actually the sacred mountain where Long Xiaoxiao had first arrived.

Even at the closest point, it's still several tens of kilometers away.

How can I prevent Yuan Wang from becoming suspicious while still getting her to leave Long Xiaoxiao alone on the mountain?

The system just felt a headache coming on.

Long Xiaoxiao didn't think much of it. She put down the strawberry milk she hadn't finished drinking, ran to the French windows and looked around. She didn't see any hills, but she did see a figure in the garden across the street.

During the few days that Long Xiaoxiao had stayed here, she had not seen anyone across the street. Now that a figure had suddenly appeared, Long Xiaoxiao's curiosity was piqued, and she stood on tiptoe to try to see clearly.

It's a little boy.

She was fair-skinned and delicate, but her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was serious on her exquisite face. She was wearing a formal dress with a bow tie.

He didn't seem very happy.

Long Xiaoxiao watched for a while, then turned around and slipped out the door without much hesitation, running all the way to the door across the street in a flash.

While You Fan was secretly grieving in the garden, she noticed a series of hurried footsteps, followed by a childish greeting.

Hello! What are you doing here?

Long Xiaoxiao stood outside the garden fence, reaching out to grab the two railings, her face squeezed between them, her soft cheeks becoming a chubby blob.

Although it was cute, You Fan, who was feeling down, was in no mood to appreciate it. He glared at Long Xiaoxiao and turned away.

"Are you sad?" Long Xiaoxiao asked, shifting her position as You Fan moved, her big eyes still fixed on You Fan's face.

"You're so annoying," You Fan said expressionlessly.

Having been scolded, Long Xiaoxiao pouted: "You can't talk to me like that."

As she spoke, Long Xiaoxiao looked at You Fan with a serious expression.

You Fan seemed to be angry. He took several deep breaths and then turned around and went straight into the house without giving Long Xiaoxiao a second glance.

"Young Master, your mother..."

There seemed to be an aunt talking to You Fan from inside the door.

Then there was a crisp sound like something hitting the ground, a series of cracking and popping sounds, which startled Long Xiaoxiao, who was outside, and made her shrink back.

"Xiaoxiao, why did you run off there?" It was Yuan Wang's voice.