"The world we once wanted to protect."

The Queen Mother of the West smiled indifferently, saying that over millions of years and with the efforts of generations, the dark turmoil in the universe has been completely suppressed.

Internal strife has been eliminated, only external troubles remain.

In order to protect the peace of all living beings and the peace of the universe, the Imperial City of Border was built, and countless strong men went to the battlefield one after another.

"A peaceful world means a sunny day."

The young boy with the Eucharist smiled the same way, and then was slapped in the face, and a voice of prayer came from his ears.

"Brother... Nannan is hungry. Buy me a bun to eat. Please, Nannan is very hungry."

The young boy's heart trembled. He looked down and found a little girl with a pair of braids and a dirty face. She was blinking her big eyes and looking up at him.

The clothes on his body were patched and tattered, and even his shoes had toe holes, making him look very pitiful.

"All living beings suffer."

The young Eucharistic boy suddenly felt sad, sighed, and was going to buy some steaming buns from a roadside stall to give to the little girl.

The Queen Mother of the West immediately shouted: "Buy more porridge."

The young boy was stunned for a moment, then realized that this little girl was not a monk, but a mortal.

Ordinary people are weak and have not eaten for a long time. They should not eat greasy food, but should eat something light.

"Your name is Nannan, do you want me to leave?"

"I can eat enough at my place."

The Queen Mother of the West wandered around the mortal world with a peaceful mind. Looking at the helpless little girl, she thought of her own heir, Xiao Wushi, and couldn't help but feel pity for her.

Wu Shi had no parents since he was a child, so he must have been like his little girl, helpless, miserable, bullied by many people, and had a very difficult time on the road to spiritual practice.

What? He was born without a beginning and became a saint. He was protected by Yaochi and protected by imperial soldiers.

The Queen Mother of the West selectively ignored that these things were nothing to the Supreme. She believed that Wu Shi's life was extremely difficult, with no one to help her, being bullied by the Supreme in the restricted area, and she had to endure countless years to become an immortal.

"Thank you...big sister...I'll just eat the steamed buns."

The little girl was timid and scared, with tears in her eyes, as if she was used to being bullied. She wanted to have a full meal, but she didn't dare to go for fear of being beaten.

"Poor child... don't be afraid."

Queen Mother Xi sighed and was moved by the little girl's innocent eyes and pitiful look. She stretched out her hand to touch the little girl and measure her bones.

She plans to bring this child back to Yaochi. Even if she has no talent for cultivation, Yaochi does not care about raising a mortal in such a big place.

"We are not bad people." The young Eucharistic boy comforted him, handing over the porridge he bought and a bag of steaming steamed buns in his hand.

"Thank you, big brother, big sister."

The little girl wiped away her tears, showed a grateful look, and sipped the hot porridge in small sips.

The palm of Queen Mother Xi also fell on the little girl's forehead, and she suddenly looked surprised: "This! It's..."

The Holy Body of the Young Child suddenly became vigilant and suddenly looked at the little girl, thinking that she was an enemy in disguise, but she couldn't see any difference, and she was no different from an ordinary little girl.

"Big sister... did little girl do something wrong?"

The little girl reluctantly handed back the porridge in her hand, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

"nothing."

"You're right, eat slowly."

Queen Mother Xi looked at her little girl with a complicated expression, pushed the porridge back and said, "Sister, I found out that you can eat steamed buns now."

"Really?" The little girl was very nervous and looked expectant.

The Queen Mother of the West nodded, and then looked at the Holy Body Youth.

The young Eucharistic boy also heard the implication and handed the bun to the little girl.

Mortals are weak and cannot eat greasy food, but little girl can eat it. So, she is not a mortal?!

"Who is she?"

Holy body young boy body and mind asked

The Queen Mother of the West looked solemn and said with great solemnity: "I will die in one death."
Chapter completed!