After Becoming a Little |

Alicia thought for a moment and opened her eyes.

The previous blood and tears had been shed, and the eyes after cleaning showed an abnormal grayish white.

"Even if I open my eyes, I can't see anything." She said so calmly.

No matter who it is, as long as they look at it, they will know that there is something wrong with the girl's eyes.

The abnormal off-white color seemed to be covered with a layer of frosted glass, which made her eyes no longer flexible, and even showed a cloudy texture.

Kazilan's big eyes were lost, only the rock-like pupils remained.

In Alia's pupils, Ai Rulong couldn't see his own reflection, all he could see was a cloud of gray.

So Ai Rulong, who suddenly fell into the abyss, staggered back half a step, his figure precarious.

Bi Bei quickly supported him: "Chairman——"

"I'm fine...I'm fine!" Ai Rulong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his tone was trembling and hoarse: "I'm fine——Xiaoya, don't be afraid, Dad is here! It can be cured Yes, this is only temporary... Dad can find you the best doctor in the world! The best medical conditions! Don't be afraid!"

He wanted to comfort Aliya excitedly, or comfort himself, trying not to show panic.

But he forgot that no matter how flustered his expression was, Aliya couldn't see it. On the contrary, the details between his tone revealed a lot.

Aliya pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and smiled peacefully: "Yes."

No matter how you look at it, today's girls are like deer trembling in confusion, the only stubbornness is the calmness that they don't want their parents to worry about.

Thin, pitiful, helpless—even showing a kind of pure but ignorant immaturity like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world.

Zhanlan covered her mouth behind Ai Rulong, biting her hand with difficulty to prevent herself from shouting.

It was just the muffled groans and tears streaming down her face, making her squat softly on the ground as if she had been pulled out of some kind of power.

Why……

Why is this...

Aliya seemed to have heard the other party's cry, she took out her pocket, took out a handkerchief, and handed it in that direction: "Aunt Lan, don't cry, I'm fine, I can hear a lot of voices."

Seeing Alia's body turned around and the handkerchief handed over, Zhanlan couldn't hold back after all, and rushed to hug Alia and whimpered, her whole body was about to collapse into the latter's arms.

At this time, she was even sadder than Aliya.

In fact, the eyes can't see, and Aliya is really not afraid.

When he was the leader of the first army of the human race, but he was actually the strongest tool man of the human race, it was not once or twice that he was severely injured and disabled due to a fight with others.

She has been blind, deaf, limbs broken, and even the most serious one, the whole person is like a living dead, relying on survival instinct, dragging the seriously injured body to eat tree roots and dig worms, and rush out like a wild beast. The Shadow Forest was cured only after returning to human society.

At that time, she was only a thin line away from death, but the suffering she suffered was far from what death could compare to, and it was true that life was worse than death.

In contrast, simply being a blind person is far from the limit of her tolerance, and it is far from being a part of destroying self-confidence.

Of course, the impact on combat power is still quite large-Gou Planning just likes to play this game.

Anyway, I don't want her to restore her full power, and I always want to make her blood go everywhere like Wuming playing the erhu.

To put it bluntly, what happened to giving her a full set of martial arts?

How good it is to restore the level, fill up the blood bar and blue bar, and light up the skill tree!

She is nothing more than going from smashing the villain's head with one punch to smashing Blue Star with one punch, and there is only a small progress as big as the gap between her fingers, which is almost negligible.

But Goddess of Destiny is not, not only not, but even forced her to tidy up her hands, stagger her various identities, and use this image to deal with her interpersonal relationships.

Blindness is good, blindness can shock the mother monster, and by the way shock the whole family.

But what about my copy of Ezra's Nanbang?What about the Eastern European copy?

How can my lovely big demon king be dragged down from the sky and thrown on the ground, stepping on his feet, spitting out his phlegm, and then leaving?

Goddess of Fate didn't say anything, and even put the skirt down so that she wouldn't show her the color of the panties.

So this is a mystery - Arya suspects that this is the malice of the will of the universe.

Blue Star's Goddess of Destiny may have her own ideas, and she is at odds with the Quantum Dragon God, the regulator of the whole universe, so let her get in the way.

If it was changed to the khaki wild guy, he might have to explode a ten thousand year soul ring on the spot and then evolve directly. Even if he didn't become Sun Dasheng's kind of alchemy furnace to make his eyes bright, he could evolve to the point where his eyes can biubiubiu emit lasers. kind of situation.

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At this time, Aliya can't help but miss her original physical body - if the full-level tuba is still there, how can such a thing happen.

The big deal is to dig out the eyeballs and use them as light bulbs to step on, and then hang a regeneration BUFF for yourself, and it will grow back in minutes...

Although the procedure sounds a bit ghostly, but as a different world surgery for treating headaches and feet, the result is not bad.

You must know that she was curious at the beginning if she was cut in two, would she split into two selves? Facts have proved that she will not, which side has the brain and which side is the body.

Therefore, there is only one way to kill the fourth natural disaster, and that is to blow her dog's head, and then crush her soul.

It's a pity that the bones of her head are hard enough, so hard that even a false god's strategic-level divine grace magic can't wear it in the later stage. It firmly protects the precious brain with Quanzhi plus, and encloses her natal soul box .

It's just that the picture will look outrageous. After all, a guy who has been devastated by strategic magic to the point of being almost a skeleton, wearing a tattered full-body heavy armor, brandishing a big sword, shouting slogans of justice, and then flirting with a group of birds with wings flapping Fighting between people - no matter how you look at it, it looks like a situation where villains invade the heavens and the strongest bone king invades the world. It is very unsuitable for children and not conducive to publicity.

It’s raining and rainy, and the sun outside is very strong, just like the sun when Yiping asked her father for money, the mother who is not a family of three is in the ICU ward As if aware of something, Yoyo woke up.

With a groan, my mother struggled to open her eyes.

She felt the painful touch all over her body running along her nerves to her forehead, and took a breath of pure oxygen from the ventilator on the spot——then she saw this strange ceiling.

The medical staff next to her were dutifully recording the monitoring data. After seeing her wake up, the nurse girl next to her who was writing the medical records made a "wow—" on the spot, and drew the ballpoint pen horizontally on the board. slash.

what's the situation?Woke up?

Isn't this dying?

No... Isn't this a very serious injury and the situation is not optimistic?

Back to the light?

She thought so, looked at the more depressed recorded value just now, then looked at the physical condition on the machine that suddenly started to soar, and finally opened her eyes wide and looked through the medical record in her hand. Oh no.

If the attending physician doesn't slap this medical record on her head, he can't be said to be a model of caring for his subordinates, but a licking dog who definitely has thoughts about her...

The little nurse asked in a daze, "You... are you okay?"

"...Water." Lu Wuxia struggled and moved her body, feeling the pain in her chest that made it hard to breathe, silently counting her injuries.

The ribs are broken, and the hands and feet can still move normally, but there is pain from the strain... My head is a little dizzy.

So, what happened before?

All of Lu Wuxia's memories are still intertwined in a chaotic way, entangled in the continuation of the story of "Alia flew to save her mother, Lu Wuxia violently killed the enemy", and it probably came to an abrupt end in the torrential rain.

The last scene is Zhan Lan's slap with all her strength...

Oh, it still hurts.

Thinking of this, she tried to touch her face with her hand.

But there was a large piece of various wires and monitoring equipment attached to the back of her hand. She moved her fingers to remove all the things that were stuck on the back of her hand, and raised her hand to touch her cheek.

no feeling.

It was painful at the time, but now I feel nothing.

Zhan Lan used all her strength to slap her, and she could only do so much—although compared to the injuries on her body, Lu Wuxia felt that slap hit him the hardest, and the questioning at that time was even painful. heart.

But she calmed down immediately, put her hand down, pressed the pulse of her other wrist, closed her eyes and started self-diagnosis.

After a while, she let go, trying to pull out everything on her body.

The little nurse didn't find water for her, but was frightened, and hurriedly rang the bell to call someone.

She frantically tried to stop Lu Wuxia: "Hey! Don't move! Don't move—you still need to rest now! You——"

"No, I know my situation." The mother snorted and stopped the little nurse: "I have a sense of proportion...I need to see someone now."

"You, who do you want to see? I'll call for you! Don't move around! I'll call for you right now!" The little nurse said incoherently: "They are outside! Is your family right—I know! I know They are all outside, I saw them when I came in just now!"

"...My daughter." The mother paused in a strange movement, looked over, with a little hope in her eyes: "Is she there?"

"Your daughter... is here! She is here!" The little nurse was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly comforted her: "I'll ask—cough! I'll call her! You lie down first!"

Lu Wuxia shook his head: "I know my situation, don't look at me in a mess now, but I'm also half a doctor."

"Oh! You—"

"Okay." The door of the ward was opened, and the old director stood at the door and stopped the little nurse: "I'm here, don't worry, go get busy first."

"Dean?"

"Don't worry, this patient is quite special." The old dean smiled gently: "Leave the medical records to me."

"Oh..." The little nurse turned her head three times at a step, hesitated to speak, stopped to speak, and finally gave up thinking and walked out of the door of the ward, her shoulders slumped, looking very desolate.

Although it is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, but as a medical staff, she is really entangled to the point of gnashing her teeth when she sees the other party's current provocative field of study, throwing her knowledge and experience on the ground and stepping on her feet. !Why? !

After closing the door of the ward, the old dean looked up and down at Lu Wuxia's current appearance, and said softly: "You can't get out of bed yet, although your broken ribs are not serious, but the concussion of internal organs is very troublesome, strenuous activities will cause It's getting worse."

"...Aunt An, I have my sense of proportion." Lu Wuxia squeezed out a slightly embarrassed smile: "It's not too serious, I'm used to it."

"I've checked your body, and it's very different from your previous records." The old dean thought for a while, and sat down: "You seem to have experienced a rebirth. Many hidden diseases and old injuries in the past, Including the scars on the skin and the lesions of the organs, they have all been repaired. Compared with those serious problems, you are indeed only a simple trauma now, and I want to congratulate you on this matter."

"Well, thank you."

"Can you tell me how you did it?"

"I don't know either." Lu Wuxia recalled the changes she had experienced at the beginning, and finally touched her hair, and raised the ends of her hair to signal: "It may have something to do with the Baishou Taixuan Sutra. My hair has changed just like the master. Now that I have become like this, I haven’t been able to sum up the physical aspects, but my speed, strength and reaction have all been greatly improved. If I say it... now I can beat the previous three. I."

"Quantitative change?"

"Quantitative change...but it has reached the level of qualitative change."

"Then do you think you are a natural evolutionary now?"

"If it's purely based on physical strength, I think I should be on the same level as Lu Yan, the tyrant of the black robe... that is, my master uncle, who is about the same as her, but regarding extraordinary strength..."

As Lu Wuxia said so, she looked at her palms and tried to mobilize that strange warm current in her body.

There is a feeling, not an illusion, but just a feeling.

Powerless...

"About extraordinary power, I can't do anything right now." A few seconds later, Lu Wuxia put down his hand, a little depressed: "Perhaps extraordinary power is the threshold of natural evolution, so I—"

Speaking of this, she seemed to have remembered something, she paused her words, covered her head and fell into the memory with some difficulty.