Rolle was not surprised that her daughter, who was originally petite and lovely, like a doll, suddenly became a beautiful girl full of youth. After all, this is a dream world. Even the little donkey has become a beautiful girl. What's strange about her daughter's sudden growth?

It's the daughter after growing up. She's really beautiful. Her appearance is explosive. Her figure is well developed. At first glance, she is the daughter raised by herself.

The original intimate little cotton padded jacket has become a intimate assault jacket.

Of course, the grown-up daughter is very beautiful, and the little daughter is also very cute and lovely.

Anyway, they are all daughters. They are the best!

Just at the thought that her daughter in reality is still a dwarf, and only in her dream can she become what a real 18-year-old girl should look like, Rolle's mood is a little complicated, and she can't help worrying

No, my daughter can only grow up in a dream, right?

Seeing that the look on dad's face had changed several times in a row, Cori quickly grabbed his arm and asked with a worried face:

"Dad, I'm your daughter! Can't you recognize me?"

Rolle recovered and quickly shook his head.

"That's impossible. You're my daughter. You turn into ash... Er... I mean, you can recognize it no matter what it looks like."

Cori seemed not to notice Rolle's sudden change of mouth, smiled again and continued:

"Hee hee, I'm worried that my father won't know me when I suddenly grow up!"

Then, as usual, she stretched out her hands and said delicately:

"Dad hold ~"

When doing this, he stretched out his hands and could reach Rolle's chest in front of him.

But now, with her hands outstretched, she could put her arms around Rolle's neck.

But she still wanted to be held by rolle at the bend of her arm as usual, and then rub her father's face.

So rolle shook her head very hard and tapped on her head.

"You are a big girl now. You can't act like a spoiled girl as usual."

When her daughter suddenly grew up, she naturally couldn't do the kind of intimacy she used to do.

The impact is not good.

Rolle said, and looked at Kelly's dress again.

The upper part of the body is a short shirt, revealing a touch of slender waist, below is a shorter pleated skirt, and black silk stockings on the legs, leaving a touch of absolute space under the skirt

So he gave Kerry a bad knock on the head and taught her:

"Why do you wear it like this? The clothes are so short and the skirt is so short? You still wear this kind of socks..."

"It's autumn now. It's getting colder and colder. You'll catch a cold and have stomachache like this!"

Kelly: ╥﹏╥

Mingming always wears a dress and white silk stockings. He wants to change his style.

As a result, he was educated by his father.

Fortunately, I didn't try the angry dress of teacher Orianna, otherwise my father would jump up and knock on his head.

"Well, well, don't talk about this first. There are still important things to do now. There's no time to explain. Get in the car first."

As rolle said, he took his daughter back to the tricycle and let her sit in the back of the car.

The weight that needs to be carried and carried is one more.

"Are you really, Miss Kerry?"

Jeanne looked at the graceful Kerry and couldn't help opening her eyes.

She's really beautiful! Absolutely impeccable!

Even myself will feel ashamed

Fortunately, she is the teacher's daughter and does not constitute a competitive relationship.

But the thought that the teacher's daughter is so big increases the burden on Jenna's heart.

When Kelly was young, even when she was her mother, it was not impossible to overcome.

But once you grow up and are as tall as yourself, the resistance will increase.

Cori said hello to Jeanne at will and looked at the curious little donkey on one side.

"Wow! Little donkey, you have become so beautiful!"

"Come on! Rub!"

She said, sat next to the little donkey, put her arms around her slender waist, and rubbed the little donkey's pretty face with her face.

The little donkey also narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed Cori in turn, and habitually stretched out his pink tongue and licked his little master.

The oranges are in great shape.

Why can you recognize the changed shape of the little donkey at a glance?

Instead, I thought she was a special elite monster at first

Raul muttered in his heart and asked again:

"Baby, are you in any danger when you come from the street over there?"

Cori quickly shook her head. Then she came back and noticed that her neighborhood was sunny and completely different from the dark and foggy neighborhood in front of her.

Probably as soon as I saw my father, I forgot everything else. Only then did I notice other places.

She also noticed that rolle was riding a tricycle towards the city of the sky, so she jumped up, put her arms around Rolle's neck and said eagerly:

"Dad, don't go that way, it's going to collapse!"

Luo Er was slightly stunned and quickly pulled the parking brake.

As soon as the tricycle stopped, it saw a drastic change in the fog shrouded area in front of it.

The gray fog began to surge violently. With bursts of rumbling noise, those buildings that could only show a trace of outline in the fog began to collapse one after another.

The highest palace and Parliament are more like a broken popsicle, breaking into pieces and falling like snowflakes.

About a few minutes later, the fog dispersed, and there was only darkness ahead. Everything disappeared. Rolle and others seemed to be in front of a bottomless abyss.

Rolle couldn't help taking a breath:

"This... What's going on?"

Cori wiped the sweat from dad's head with her sleeve, then pointed to a nearby cafe and said:

"Dad, let's sit down and talk more."

So they sat in the cafe by the side of the road.

It is as like as two peas in the as like as two peas and chairs. The flowers and windows are decorated in various windows, except for no one, just like the cafe outside.

There is even a pot of freshly brewed coffee on the counter, which is still emitting heat, and all kinds of desserts are neatly placed next to it.

Kerry poured a small half cup of coffee for rolle, then added more than half a cup of milk, and then added a few tablespoons of sugar.

This is her father's favorite taste. Add some coffee to the milk to taste. Naturally, my daughter has to remember it as a intimate stormsuit.

Then she made coffee for Jeanne and the little donkey in the normal proportion. Then she sat down and talked about what happened on her side.

When she first "woke up" in her dream, she looked at the dark and foggy street and listened to all kinds of strange noises faintly coming from the fog. She was extremely afraid.

At that time, she was still in her usual Petite form and had not completed the transformation of a beautiful girl.

The surrounding environment is particularly scary. I don't know what will rush out of those weapons, so I naturally want to cry.

"Wuwu ~ what place is this..."

"Dad, Dad, where are you?"

"Kelly is so scared..."

Kerry sobbed and was afraid to run on the empty dark street like a helpless little girl.

Then she tripped over something and fell to the ground.

"Sobbing... It hurts..."

She sat on the road as a duck, rubbing her little hands where she hurt. Her petite body trembled slightly. She didn't notice that the small leather shoes on her feet fell off, revealing her small ice cream feet wrapped in white silk stockings.

In order to strengthen her courage, she took out the hammer shark puppet her father gave her from her bear satchel and held it tightly in her arms.

Maybe the hammerhead shark puppet gave her courage, or maybe she gradually adapted to the environment here. After sitting in place for a while, her mood gradually calmed down.

No, I'm the shining star sword girl. I'm my father's favorite daughter. How can I cry in such a place?

She gradually regained consciousness and realized that her previous reaction was strange.

How to say, she is also a big girl who has seen big scenes. She has watched rolle bully all kinds of big monsters. Why is she frightened by such small scenes?

Is it affected by those weapons?

Cori wondered.

She got up from the ground, wiped her tears, put the hammerhead shark puppet back into the bear's satchel, took out her sword, took it well, and put on the little leather shoes that fell aside again.

As her mood calmed down, she gradually recalled what had happened before.

Previously, I seemed to be participating in a fencing competition and waiting to appear.

Then he fainted and came here.

So this place is actually some kind of dream?

Since it's a dream

Kerry thought and closed her eyes slightly.

She is recalling some beautiful dreams she had before.

In those dreams, she grew tall, grew up, and became a real 18-year-old girl, taller than sister Anya.

What you had to step on a chair and stand on tiptoe before you could reach, you can reach out and get it.

In the past, even if I jumped up, I couldn't reach my father's face. Now I just need to pad my toes.

In the past, because she was too short, she could only help her father comb her hair. She couldn't help her father tidy his hair, but after growing tall, she could.

I used to think it was very beautiful, but it was not suitable for my beautiful skirt. I can wear it after I grow tall.

In short, being too short still has a lot of trouble in life, so she often fantasizes about how tall she looks in her dreams.

So when she reopened her eyes, she found that the surrounding field of vision had changed significantly.

I'm really tall, just like those dreams I usually have.

Cori was so happy that she continued to fantasize about clothes and skirts that she could only see and could not wear, and changed herself into her present dress.

I took a little picture of the glass window on the street. Even I thought I was very beautiful.

At this time, her confidence increased greatly, and she was no longer afraid of the fog and darkness in the distance.

Then she noticed the particularly obvious landmark in the fog.

It's like the sky city where fat uncle usually works, isn't it? Also known as the house tower.

Go there, you should be able to find out what happened?

So Kerry picked up her sword and went in the direction of the house tower.

This judgment is exactly the same as her father. In this case, the first reaction is to go high.

Then on the way, she also met some ghosts and beast like humans.

With a flash of sword in his hand, the street was quiet.

In the choice after meeting the monster, she is still the same as her father.

So in this way, Kerry killed alone in the direction of the house tower, as long as everything that would move in her sight was split with two swords.

More reckless than her father.

She also walked more smoothly than her father. She didn't meet any elite monsters, nor did she meet those monsters who could spit fire and discharge light.

The strange in this area is obviously better to deal with than Rawl.

In addition to killing outside the house tower, Birol spent more time when he also met a large wave of monsters.

After all, up to now, she can only recruit profound meaning. The efficiency of AOE is a little low, so she can only clean it up slowly with sword Qi.

She killed all the way to the top floor of the house of Lords, where she also met a black robe with a hollow mosquito coil pattern on her chest.

"Why? Why can't my ability affect you?"

"You're just an eighth order legend. Why did you come to me?"

The black robe couldn't understand the power of Kerry. She planned to experiment with it herself.

This black robe is the same as the miracle illusionist in those years. It is good at creating all kinds of true or false illusions, confusing opponents and launching substantive and threatening attacks.

But Cori didn't care so much. No matter what the black robe was made, whether it was true or false, she cut it with a sword.

With the present ability, in the dream, it should be able to wield 200% power, but it can't play any role in front of Kelly's unreasonable swordsmanship.

Cori seems to be able to adapt to this dream environment than the other party, and her combat effectiveness is much stronger than usual.

I'm great. I've grown up. I'm my father's best daughter!

Anyway, it's in the dream. Isn't it natural that you become braver, fiercer and more powerful in the dream?

And the ability to bewitch people, which is the most powerful and defenseless in the current system, is of no use at all. Cori's mind is unprecedentedly firm. No matter what appears in front of her, she will cut it with a sword.

Until she saw rolle

Cory was stunned.

Then she smiled, took back her sword, brewed up momentum, raised a little finger and tapped it twice on the handle.

"It said, you can go!"

When her little finger struck the third time, she did not hesitate to launch the profound meaning of family swordsmanship against 'rolle'.

She doesn't need to worry or hesitate at all.

If the opposite is a real father, this sword can't hurt her at all.

Naturally, the ending did not surprise her. The fake rolle opposite was neatly cut in half by UPI.

Is that a good thing to have a great dad?

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