After Becoming a Little |

Aliya, who was studying hard recently, nodded seriously, and concluded: "Simply speaking, I feel that I can fight well, and my temper becomes very irritable in an instant, and I want to punch the brother next door."

Compared with the performance of the old dean who has half a lifetime of experience and is used to being flashy, but still needs a golden needle to maintain a stable mentality, Alia's current situation is unbelievably normal, as if she is not affected at all.

However, the old dean was puzzled to see that her skin clearly showed certain details of excitement—the muscles began to tighten, the masseter muscles on her cheeks contracted, and even slight blue veins appeared on her forehead, which looked abnormal no matter what.

"Xiao Ya, are you okay?" The old dean reached into his arms with some worry, and took out his bamboo tube: "If you feel that you can't bear it, you must tell me, and I will help you calm down."

At this moment, the old dean probably felt the khaki limiter's usual heart-stuffing—in the face of such a human-shaped nuclear bomb, he had to be careful of the possibility of her going berserk every minute.

The method of the Great Demon King may only be to make people into a mess, but if she goes berserk, I am afraid that everyone present will be unable to get up again.

Aliya was puzzled: "I'm fine."

"But your appearance...can you control it?"

After asking this question, the old dean felt that he had lived his age on Paige—those who have a thunderstorm in their chest and face like a flat lake can worship the general. You can still rely on your own consciousness to keep calm, what is this thanks to?Commander-in-Chief of the Legion?

"I can, although I feel a little stuffed." Alia thought for a while, then reached out to the khaki-colored good sister who smelled of roses, pulled her and said in a low voice: "Go to the broadcasting room, It's on the ground floor, next to the monitoring room, I'm worried that something is wrong with Liguang—leave it to me."

"Okay!" The khaki-colored sister Yu slapped herself, forced herself to calm down, and jumped directly down the hole in the stair board in front of her.

On the other side, Poseidon Poseidon also frowned, looking at the surrounding broadcast speakers suspiciously, as if she was not feeling well.

Aliya understood why the big devil said she would regret it—even she could understand how much resentment and helplessness was mixed in the operation of being forced to take out all the hole cards and trying to kill seventeen cards directly.

What is a hole card?

A method that can be used at the most appropriate time, with superior effect, to obtain the greatest benefit, and that was previously unknown, is called the trump card.

The singing was really fun, maybe even the hospital would have to fight a battle royale, but the problem is, after doing this, who wouldn't guard against him?

Cooperation, cooperation ass!

You, the big devil, can use this method to mess up the Ninth Bureau of the Republic today. Will you be able to play a single cycle in my Europa world tomorrow?

That's how Holy Cross died at the beginning, too arrogant, and felt that he was very powerful-although he was indeed very powerful.

But the reason why it is called the Dark World and the Great Demon King is because it cannot see the light, and it is impossible to confront the serious state apparatus and official violent agencies head-on.

If the Great Demon King can counter-kill the officials in the Europa region, then he will not be called the Great Demon King now, but should be called the First Emperor of the Europa Empire...

The people in the meeting room stared at each other affectionately for a while, with a sense of tacit understanding of 'what are you looking at' and 'what am I looking at you', waiting for whoever will be the first to let out a voice and then start the film.

At this moment, a crumbling piece of gravel shook at the gap in the floor that was broken before, and fell to the ground of the next floor, making a crisp sound.

It was as if a pebble was thrown into the cold pool by an urchin, and the clear water splashed and rippled round and round. The fish under the cold pool were startled and scurry around, stirring up the silt that sank in the depths of the cold pool. , instantly mixed up all the water——

"what!"

"Your mother—"

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Your mother, your mother, your mother——"

"boom--"

"Crack——"

"Dingkang—"

"Ah! Hmm! Hmph—ahh———"

The chaotic shouts began to spread, and there were also a lot of clashing sounds of picking up stacked stools and fighting with each other. Even the operators of the Ninth Bureau could only rely on their well-trained minds to maintain their stability, wrinkled He frowned and tried to separate the ordinary people who were fighting together.

Until an officer from Bureau Nine couldn't hold back and gave a catch to the buddy who struggled the most and yelled the most, there was a clear and soft singing sound from the other end of the corridor. Get up and get into everyone's ears.

Alicia clasped her hands in front of her chest, fingers clasped.

The balcony door at one end of the corridor was blown open by the wind, and the slightly cold night wind brought the light of the stars and the clarity and coolness of the rain and dew, blowing away the cloth strips that covered Alia's eyes, and sent her singing to the next level. In the distance, covering the entire floor, even passing through the places where the wind can go, suppressed the devilish whispers, and carried them through the entire hospital inpatient building.

"La la la~ la la la——"

"La la la ~ la la la ~ la la la la la la ~ la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la..."

Aliya really wanted to say "I can't see through it is your lost soul, and I can't guess it is the color of your pupils". After all, there is a section of the Elven Aria that is too similar to the previous section of "Painting Heart".

Because of the little angel's singing voice, the legion commander, who could only sing bold songs like "Wolf Smoke Rising to the North" to boost morale, has now become a bard, doing the work of adding calm buffs to group members.

But the downside is that she needs to sing non-stop to suppress the whispers of the demon prelude until the khaki good sister successfully cuts off the broadcast that the big devil is invading.

Thinking of this, Aliya had the idea that it might be easier to knock down everyone first and tie them up...

Not far away, the low-key kamikaze warrior who was proficient in stealth under the command of the Great Demon King let out a muffled snort, a puff of hot air visible to the naked eye spewed out of his nostrils, and looked over with irritated eyes.

Poseidon Boji regained her sobriety, gritted her teeth and stopped in front of the stealth version of Kamikaze again—it stands to reason that she wished that Kamikaze would seek trouble from others, and her methods could force him back, but there was no other way It hurts a lot to kill it by breaking the armor.

And her original responsibility should be to protect the spicy chicken shreds - the problem is that this kind of choice, which is the best solution regardless of the other party's whereabouts, was left behind by her.

Poseidon Boji subconsciously looked back at Alia, especially looking at her closed eyes, somewhat disappointed.

If possible, I really want to see your eyes that hide the whole world again...

Taking a deep breath, Sea God Boji turned her head, silently bowed her body slightly, and confronted the kamikaze warrior, and said coldly: "Your opponent is me, where do you want to go?"

The stealth version of the kamikaze did not speak—I don’t know if he can speak—but his newly transformed face with the swollen and chapped pink texture showed a disdainful expression, shaking his hand and popping out a stabbing blade .

Different from the previous assault version of the kamikaze slayer's stabbing blade, his stabbing blade seems to be able to show a certain effect similar to a heating coil after being connected to an electric current-the rapidly reddening and hot stabbing blade distorts the surrounding air , Bringing up a high temperature that makes people feel chilling when they look at it.

No one would want to touch this scorching thorn blade that looks similar to the color of maltose, even the existence of mechanical prosthetic body modification like Poseidon Boji, her shoes have been replaced by the other party's previous one. Remember the sneak attack was scorched, if it wasn't for my leg being made of a special titanium angel alloy base, I'm afraid it would be melted directly by the opponent just like the glass before.

The Great Sun Goddess looked at the high-temperature stabbing blade in his hand, thought for a moment, threw back the claw hammer that had just been dug out of the garbage, raised her hand and asked the two witches beside her, "Give me the sword, Two together."

Sanri Yue Zongjin and Budu Yuhun were recast to deal with the Mount Tairuo sword. In addition to having sufficient sharpness, endurance is also an important indicator.

Although as far as the previous results are concerned, this thing can't even hold up to Alia's angry punch, but it doesn't prevent them from fighting against modern mechanical power-if they can withstand it...

The Great Sun Mistress felt that the stealth version of Kamikaze was more difficult than the previous big one, and she was pursing her lips and thinking about how to pry this damn iron bastard away, but suddenly saw Alia beside her singing Song, while walking forward like this.

"..."

Staring at Alia's back in a daze, the Great Sun Goddess turned her suspicious eyes back, and turned around on the big-breasted monster Juggernaut Miko and the topless girl Tiantian Numing.

what's the situation?

Are any of you an incarnation of Aru?Gave her this courage?

She can't see now!If you really think that you can fight head-to-head with each other like before, wouldn't you be burned into a squid in an instant?

So the Great Sun Empress sighed, convinced that Alia was a complete reckless...

She dragged the two samurai swords upside down on the ground helplessly, and trot forward to stop Alia, but after running two steps forward, she felt something was wrong.

No...something is wrong...

wind--

The Great Sun Empress turned her head, feeling the direction of the wind in the corridor.

Something is stirring the surrounding wind...

She blinked her eyes, as if she understood something, turned her gaze back, looked at Alia's back, and brought enlightenment.

Could it be... that trick?

Suddenly feeling that the stealth version of Kamikaze would be very miserable, she stopped and stood still, looking at Alia's back so quietly.

The singing sound was gradually approaching, Poseidon Boji listened to the sound behind her in surprise, and glanced at it out of the corner of her eye.

The women sang and the men died, but now that Alia sang, no one died—everyone just recovered their composure, and there was a sudden feeling of Buddhism.

This kind of singing to soothe the soul is probably of no use to the kamikaze warrior. You can tell by looking at the restlessness of the other party, and I am afraid it will arouse the other party's stronger desire to attack.

Poseidon Boji wanted to stop her, after all, she didn't think this kind of "using singing to influence monsters" would really be shown in reality.

It's like what a pig king said - in reality, no woman will submit to a man because of desire. If you can think this way, it's probably because you read too much Xiaohuangwen.

But Aliya held down the hand she extended, and moved forward softly, standing in front of the kamikaze warrior, facing him with a holy expression, and continued to sing.

The way she held her hands in front of her was very much like those nuns who sang prayers. Whether it was the soft singing voice, the pure and flawless face, or the compassion and pity in the expressions, it made people intoxicated. Forget fighting.

But this is of no use to the kamikaze warrior - he was originally a monster transformed by various biochemical technologies. It is a joke that his singing affects endocrine and stimulates hormones.

Could it be that taking a hammer and smashing it down can repair the car that was originally smashed into scrap iron?

nonexistent!This woman's singing could only make him feel more uncomfortable and disgusted.

But this does not prevent him from raising the mentality of playing with the opponent - the stealth version of the kamikaze seems to have slowly stopped, hanging down the high-temperature stabbing blade in his hand, his body bent down, and the originally condensed evil spirit It has also become much calmer.

Seeing this scene, Sea God Bo Ji was a little shocked, but the Great Sun Empress standing behind them looked up at the ceiling and sighed helplessly.

Silently counting the time, she let go of the two long swords that were dragging backwards in her hands, and raised her hands to cover her ears——

Mikayue Zongjin and Fudu Yuhun fell towards the ground. At this moment, it seemed that time began to slow down.

The stealth version of the metal monster bent down, with a grinning expression on the corner of its mouth, and a body that had already approached a lot suddenly propped up, and the high-temperature stabbing blade in its hand stabbed at Alia mercilessly. face—

dead!

Poseidon Poseidon jumped up her legs violently, with white flames erupting from her feet, and kicked at the opponent's high-temperature stabbing blade, trying to force it back.

Perhaps it was because the little Taoist nun Liguang sensed something was wrong and took the initiative to cut off the hospital's power supply. The hospital, which was originally brightly lit, fell into darkness again just at this moment. The backup power supply and emergency lighting had not had time to switch over, showing Out of the last blackness before dawn.

"Touch—"

"Dingkang——"

In slow motion, the long sword finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

At this time, Aliya's expression was still holy, and the song just sang at a place where the tone was changed——

So she sang softly, raised her small face, and turned towards the stealth version of the kamikaze with a compassionate expression. The last remaining image in the latter's line of sight was the moment when the darkness came. Above, the shadows criss-crossed to reflect the greatest malice of mankind.

Maybe... an illusion?

The high-temperature thorn blade emitted orange-red light in the darkness, and Poseidon Boji's mechanical prosthesis had a blazing white trail, but an instant before this intertwining, there was wind.

A sudden, swirling wind.

The orange-red high-temperature stabbing blade has already pierced Alia's face, burning her hair dancing in the wind. Under the curly hair visible to the naked eye, is the girl's expression illuminated by the faint light. .

It's not an illusion - she's laughing!

Outlining the corners of the mouth, with the most malicious, heart-chilling smile!

The smile seemed to widen, the corners of the girl's mouth pulled, opened, and inhaled——

The high-temperature scorching, distorted air was pulled indistinctly above the high-temperature thorn blade, rushing towards somewhere.