Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot

Chapter 65: Ming Jue

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Yeah! One is for you, and the other is for your sister. I haven’t thanked her enough for borrowing her clothes last time.” Ji Jing nodded, “I don’t know if you will like it?”

“I like it, I like it.” Mingze said.

His tone was very solemn, as if he wasn’t just talking about cakes.

Ji Jing was stunned for a moment, “Mm, um…just as long as you like it!”

“Go to my house. Ming Jue is also at home.” Ming Ze led Ji Jing to walk a few steps faster, and the monster path was instantly splashed with spots of light.

“Wow, what is this?” Ji Jing was quickly attracted by the light spots floating with her footsteps like fireflies.

“It’s a small formation made by a tree demon.” Mingze said it very easily, “It will have a random effect when you step on it.”

But in reality, it’s not easy to spread such formations all over the demon path.

This formation almost consumes all the monster power of an ordinary little demon to maintain it, but the effect achieved can only create some amazing and beautiful streamers. The biggest effect is to create a romantic atmosphere for the original author’s tree demon’s wedding and coax his love. The bride is happy.

As a result, it was directly selected into the list of the most useless formations in the demon world.

But at this moment, Mingze miraculously reached an agreement with the tree demon’s thoughts. Being able to make Ji Jing happy is the best meaning of its existence.

“There are also here!” Ji Jing walked all the way curiously, stepping on those secret formations all the way. The effects of the formations are different, and the whole monster path suddenly became radiant, “Wow… so beautiful!” Mingze let her drag him around, heaved a sigh of relief.

When he first received Ji Jing, he felt that she was not in the right state. She seemed to be trying hard to mobilize his emotions, but he couldn’t hide the depression in his eyes.

He couldn’t find out what happened to Ji’s family, but he hoped that at least Ji Jing would be happy when he was with him.

The formation of the tree demon viciously aroused Ji Jing’s long-lost girl’s heart. The effect of each streamer is different, some are like blooming flowers, and some are like sparks, which are particularly dazzling in the darkness of night.

Stepping on those streamers, it was obvious that he had to walk half the way to the city, and it seemed that he would arrive in the blink of an eye.

“It’s here.” Mingze smiled lightly and pulled Ji Jing who still wanted to move forward.

“Ah!” Ji Jing froze for a moment, then turned the corner with a smile, “I even forgot to watch the road.”

“That tree demon invented many such formations, and I’ll show you other ones next time.” Mingze led Ji Jing through the quaint courtyard and opened the door.

“Okay.” The holding hands were released, but Ji Jing was still very happy, because Ming Ze said, there will be another time.

“Brother! You’re back!” As soon as Mingze opened the door, a small dumpling suddenly rushed out of the bright room, “What delicious food did you bring! I smell it!”

Mingze suddenly caught Xiaotuanzi who was rushing towards him like a cannonball, then turned his head and introduced helplessly: “This is my sister, Mingjue.”

The excited Mingjue paused for a moment, then frantically ran out: “Ah!! I’m not! I’m not Mingjue! You’re mistaken!”

What a shame! Why didn’t she see that there were guests beside her brother!

Mingze reluctantly dragged her into the house, and Ji Jing followed them in. Only then did she see clearly that the little dumpling in Mingze’s arms turned out to be a child around six or seven years old. Even the horns on her head are tiny, clearly underage.

ah? Is Ming Jue a child? Ji Jing froze for a moment.

But the clothes that Ming Jue lent her last time fit perfectly, so it’s unlikely that such a big dress was worn by the kid in front of me who was only less than one meter long, right?

“Don’t deceive yourself. Ji Jing brought a cake, so hurry up if you want to eat it.” Ming Ze knocked Ming Jue on the head.

“Woo!” Ming Jue squatted down with his head in his hands, like a wronged deer.

But just a few seconds later, she jumped up again, as if she was fully charged again.

Ming Jue happily ran up to Ji Jing, “Hello, I’m Ming Jue!”

“Hello,” Ji Jing subconsciously used the special voice for coaxing children, squatted down and looked at Ming Jue at eye level, “I’m Ji Jing, thank you for the clothes last time.”

“You’re welcome!” Ming Jue waved his hand grandly, making Ji Jing a little amused.

With Ming Jue’s small figure and such movements, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a child pretending to be an adult..