Baili Xixi took out the mirror she carried with her and looked at her face, "My facial features cannot be changed, but my skin must not be lost to others."

Baili Xixi looked down at her breasts again, "You can't lose to others."

After putting away the mirror, Baili Xixi's face changed, and she fell into the yard with a flip.

In the small yard, there were thirty sandbags hanging in the air.

This sandbag is not an ordinary sandbag. It is made of monster skin, which is much stronger than the sandbag she used in her previous life.

Baili Xixi's face turned stern and flashed into the sandbag circle. The sandbags were hung one by one in the air. As long as one sandbag moves, all the sandbags will hit me and I hit you, and there will be no rules to move.

I saw Baili Xixi as the afterimage, one with a knife, one kicked, one with a grid, and one leaned back inside and started practicing like fish in water.

The sandbag seemed to have become humans. They were all strong men. They were tirelessly besieged Baili Xixi. Baili Xixi was even more cruel.

Baili Xixi, who is petite, is not as harmless as her appearance.

Compared to Yiduo, who liked to gambling his parents in his previous life, Baili Xixi has lived in a black street that most people dare not get involved since they have memories.

The black street is the territory of the black/social society. People who live where they steal, rob, smash, and beat them all. People with some conscience will only rot and smell in the dark black street without seeing the sun. The woman who adopts and takes care of Baili Xixi is killed by someone who doesn’t know when Baili Xixi is out to make money.

From one day on, Baili Xixi began to learn the most annoying thing about women's stealing, robbing, cheating... being killed, killing... from a gangster in the black street to an Asian female elder/big. Baili Xixi's heart did not rot and smelly because the woman held her tightly in her hand when she died. The flower fairy schoolbag belonged to Baili Xixi.

The woman did not leave a photo. Baili Xixi could not remember the woman's appearance, but Baili Xixi would never forget the warmth of the woman holding her.

The world is cruel, but you only see the cruelty of the world, but you can't see the others - such people are no different from living or dying.

Before her death, the woman held her with blood-stained hands. The woman told her that as long as she was alive, she would meet someone who would warm her one day.

Women not only want her to live, but also want her to be happy and happy.

This is a woman’s wish and Baili Xixi’s pursuit in this life.

Be the richest person, become the strongest person, become the beautiful person, become the happiest person...

At some point, Baili Xixi had quietly withdrawn from the sandbag circle. The sound of sandbags colliding was shocking, but it could not shake Baili Xixi's heart.

Yiduo looked at Baili Xixi in front of the window, her eyes full of admiration. She never said a good word from Baili Xixi, but she deeply admired Baili Xixi.

Baili Xixi is the hero in her heart. She has always been, and has never changed.

The spring breeze gently stroked Baili Xixi's beautiful little face. Her face was solemn, and her colorless aura was as thin as silk, but it was indeed rotating at her fingertips.

Baili Xixi waved her hand and threw out the spiritual energy. The slender spiritual energy cut through the monster skin outside the sandbag, but Baili Xixi took a big step behind her chest.

Yiduo hurriedly ran out, "What's wrong?" Baili Xixi took out the mirror she carried with her and looked at her face, "My facial features cannot be changed, but my skin must not be lost to others."

Baili Xixi looked down at her breasts again, "You can't lose to others."

After putting away the mirror, Baili Xixi's face changed, and she fell into the yard with a flip.

In the small yard, there were thirty sandbags hanging in the air.

This sandbag is not an ordinary sandbag. It is made of monster skin, which is much stronger than the sandbag she used in her previous life.

Baili Xixi's face turned stern and flashed into the sandbag circle. The sandbags were hung one by one in the air. As long as one sandbag moves, all the sandbags will hit me and I hit you, and there will be no rules to move.

I saw Baili Xixi as the afterimage, one with a knife, one kicked, one with a grid, and one leaned back inside and started practicing like fish in water.

The sandbag seemed to have become humans. They were all strong men. They were tirelessly besieged Baili Xixi. Baili Xixi was even more cruel.

Baili Xixi, who is petite, is not as harmless as her appearance.

Compared to Yiduo, who liked to gambling his parents in his previous life, Baili Xixi has lived in a black street that most people dare not get involved since they have memories.

The black street is the territory of the black/social society. People who live where they steal, rob, smash, and beat them all. People with some conscience will only rot and smell in the dark black street without seeing the sun. The woman who adopts and takes care of Baili Xixi is killed by someone who doesn’t know when Baili Xixi is out to make money.

From one day on, Baili Xixi began to learn the most annoying thing about women's stealing, robbing, cheating... being killed, killing... from a gangster in the black street to an Asian female elder/big. Baili Xixi's heart did not rot and smelly because the woman held her tightly in her hand when she died. The flower fairy schoolbag belonged to Baili Xixi.

The woman did not leave a photo. Baili Xixi could not remember the woman's appearance, but Baili Xixi would never forget the warmth of the woman holding her.

The world is cruel, but you only see the cruelty of the world, but you can't see the others - such people are no different from living or dying.

Before her death, the woman held her with blood-stained hands. The woman told her that as long as she was alive, she would meet someone who would warm her one day.

Women not only want her to live, but also want her to be happy and happy.

This is a woman’s wish and Baili Xixi’s pursuit in this life.

Be the richest person, become the strongest person, become the beautiful person, become the happiest person...

At some point, Baili Xixi had quietly withdrawn from the sandbag circle. The sound of sandbags colliding was shocking, but it could not shake Baili Xixi's heart.

Yiduo looked at Baili Xixi in front of the window, her eyes full of admiration. She never said a good word from Baili Xixi, but she deeply admired Baili Xixi.

Baili Xixi is the hero in her heart. She has always been, and has never changed.

The spring breeze gently stroked Baili Xixi's beautiful little face. Her face was solemn, and her colorless aura was as thin as silk, but it was indeed rotating at her fingertips.

Baili Xixi waved her hand and threw out the spiritual energy. The slender spiritual energy cut through the monster skin outside the sandbag, but Baili Xixi took a big step back while covering her chest.

Yiduo hurriedly ran out, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!