After Becoming a Little |

"..."

Mrs. Jin thought for a while, and threw the clothes in her hands towards Alia.

In an instant, a terrifying aura spread, and Lu Wuxia's unfocused eyes swept over, and the dead gray was full of cold killing intent.

Mrs. Jin withdrew her hand, the murderous look paused and disappeared without a trace.

Madam Jin stretched out her hand again, the murderous aura spread again, and Lu Wuxia firmly locked Madam Jin's aura.

Madam Jin takes her hand back again, and everything will be as usual...

So just now I was begging for a fight? !

Feeling the pain in her wrist, she felt like a fool.

If I didn't stop her just now, I'm afraid nothing would happen, and she wouldn't be stepped on by Xiaoya——

Wait, wasn't she beaten by Xiaoya just now?

How did Aliya, who has no power to restrain the chicken, do the scene just now?

Madam Jin suddenly thought of this incident, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Aliya who was squatting next to her: "Xiaoya, you just—"

Halfway through reaching out, she heard the strong wind whizzing behind her head. Her mother blamed a whip kick to split the rain curtain like a battle axe and slashed towards her. All her strength was used, which can be called merciless.

At this time, she only had a subconscious reaction—and at present, her subconscious reaction was not to let Alia out of her sight, nor to let others touch Alia.

Mrs. Jin threw herself forward in a little embarrassment, and rolled on a donkey, dodging the whip of her mother's monster's tomahawk, and raised her arms to block in front of her, blocking the opponent's second spin fly kick.

Mrs. Jin, who took many steps back, shook her numb arms, feeling bitterness in her mouth. The psychological shadow of her childhood really made her unable to raise the spirit to fight against the elder sister in this state. ——And to be honest, the eldest sister is the one who can fight the most since she was a child, even if she wants to fight, she can't do it!

Reluctantly waving her hand, Mrs. Jin stepped back a few steps, jumped out of the battle circle, raised her hands and performed a French surrender ceremony, expressing that she had no intention of fighting her.

My mother moved forward strangely, then stopped, blinked, and then turned her lifeless eyes back, looking at Alia quietly.

Aliya is not talking to Xiaocao now, but is talking to a decorative stone lion on a pier by the side of the road-to be honest, this person is not as good as Xiaocao.

Mrs. Jin silently estimated the station circle, which was probably within five meters of Alia as the center.

She was still thinking about testing other stress reactions, but at this moment, Ai Rulong walked forward.

And it went in the direction of Alia, holding an umbrella in his hand that he didn't know where.

This Nima? !

Mrs. Jin was startled—although Xiaoya was worried about being exposed to the rain, she couldn't get in touch with Alia at this time!Will be my senior sister... um, my own senior sister...

Turning her gaze back to Lu Wuxia, seeing her showing no intention of responding, Mrs. Jin took a deep breath, feeling that she was very hurt.

I'm so stupid, really.

I just know that the appearance of my senior sister is scary, she is very good at fighting, and the inability to communicate will last for several hours.

But I forgot that in addition to having such an incompetent mother, Aliya also has a father.

She sighed, and then saw Zhanlan running over there too.

So her heart was very tired, and she wanted to stop Zhanlan, after all, Ai Rulong is Alia's mother, but you, Zhanlan, are nothing!

As a result, before she could stop her, she saw that Lu Wuxia did not respond to Zhanlan's arrival, and even moved half of her body to let her pass.

"..."

Mrs. Jin pinched the center of her eyebrows, so she was meddling in the family affairs of their family of three... four?

The khaki-colored elder sister jumped out of the building, looked around, and then found Alia, and walked this way subconsciously.

Mrs. Jin didn't move. She felt that this should be a so-called 'family member', so not only did she not move, she even had time to yawn tiredly.

Then she heard a muffled sound, and the khaki-colored elder sister was sent flying...

"???"

Mrs. Jin suddenly regained her senses and turned her head to look over, only to see her senior sister standing in another place, and the khaki-colored Yujie who was originally standing there staggered to her feet not far away, shook her hands, and looked surprised Uncertain appearance.

It's okay, okay, nothing happened... wait!

What kind of hidden monster is this Nima? ! !

Mrs. Jin, who stared wide-eyed, only felt that her mind was going to be muddled today, and she looked at the khaki-colored sister Yu who was in amazement with even more astonished eyes.

My helpless niece directly forced my senior sister back, and even nearly injured her, stepping on the concrete pavement was broken—here came another one who could confront her senior sister head-to-head The guys who pass each other can still stand still...

Have times really changed?

While thinking this way, the khaki-colored sister Yu had already fought with her own mother monster, and the two sides were entangled in the rain, confronting each other head-on with extreme fierceness.

The khaki-colored elder sister raised her foot to sweep over, and her mother waved her fist to meet her with a strange expression on her face. At the moment of contact between the fists and feet, the bursting raindrops made short bursts like firecrackers.

Reluctantly, she turned around, and the khaki-colored sister Yu, who was out of position, gritted her teeth and shouted: "What the hell is going on?!"

"She lost consciousness!" Mrs. Jin gritted her teeth and joined the battle group, helping to contain her senior sister: "Now she can't communicate, any attack will cause a counterattack, and she doesn't let others touch Alia!"

Mrs. Jin estimated that Baili had already noticed it, and it was precisely because of this that the latter did not let the Ninth Bureau operatives intervene, so as not to cause the other party's stress response.

"Subconsciousness? Blackening—what the hell is this!"

The khaki-colored elder sister stopped the sword palm that the mother monster swept over, and the clothes on the forearm were scratched by the fingertips that the mother monster swung, and it became loose and drooped on the wrist.

A faint line of blood appeared on the arm, slowly oozing tiny blood beads, and finally gathered into a drop of blood on the wrist, dripping down, splashing a blood flower in the puddle.

Aliya, who was babbling with the stone lion next to her, sniffed, turned her head and looked over, her eyes fixed on the smudged blood flower on the ground.

The mother stared at the khaki-colored elder sister with a strange expression, and oppressed her with a stormy posture as if she was tireless, waving her fists and feet, opening and closing, like rolling thunder.

Then she stepped on the ground, crushed the blood flower that Alia was staring at, and disappeared into the puddle.

Accompanied by a cry of grievance with no toy, Aliya looked at the mother monster passing by her side, and slapped it like a paw.

In the next instant, a red figure flew backwards at a faster speed than the flying over, hitting the side of a car parked on the side of the road, and the car moved half a meter away laterally.

Everyone then looked back with terrified eyes, looking at Alia who was standing there.

She was looking at her palms, as if wondering why this was happening.

But then, she seemed to have found a new and more interesting toy, and tried to wave her delicate little fist, so she stepped forward and opened a certain opening gesture.

The mother got up from the ground and looked at Alia suspiciously, as if she didn't understand what happened.

But at this time, Aliya took a deep breath, and her momentum suddenly changed.

My mother's eyes were suddenly cold, as if facing an enemy.

Aliya looked at her own mother seriously, her phoenix eyes were sharp, her red lips parted——

"Acridine!"

"...?"

PS: I will arrive at the residence in three days, and I won’t come out when I go back. I’m so tired...

PS2: Is there a Chinese New Year red envelope to comfort my weak, injured and tired 36D conscience?

PS3: continue tomorrow

Chapter 704 0693-Bai Li's traditional arts are self-exposure (leave note

The real mother blames that she doesn't want to do anything to Alia.

Even though she is now an incompetent and furious mother-monster with absent-minded eyes, Aliya is not the blue star's first filial daughter Aliya who kisses her precious and good daughter, but after all, mother and daughter are united, and blood is thicker than water.

It's like, Aaliyah can't bear to be with her at all—

"boom--"

The filial daughter Alia turned around and pressed up, kicked up sideways, whistling like a giant ax splitting the sky.

The mother blamed the absent-minded eyes for lifting up, and her eye sockets twitched. She raised her hands to block and block in front of her, and caught off guard and ate the kick abruptly.

The khaki-colored Yujie next to her widened her eyes—isn't this the way Lu Wuxia kicked herself just now?Why is there a replay of this?

She was wondering what kind of monster Aliya was, but when she saw the other party landed, she turned around and bullied her without stopping, and approached the mother monster again.

The embroidered cloak turned in a circular arc behind it, like a blooming emperor flower, with bright flames.

The rain curtain was cut off by the cloak, and the little fist that was as delicate as a custard bag just hit the mother monster without any fancy.

The khaki-colored elder sister's eyelids twitched suddenly - this is the punch she just punched!

And how on earth did she get this feeling out of this punch?

The khaki-colored sister Yu subconsciously wanted to imitate the strength of the other party, but when she raised her arm halfway, she felt as if she was going to break the arm muscles, so she had to stop.

With the fist of the filial daughter, the mother who was in a defensive posture was so loud that she took five or six steps back before stopping. Even if she blocked it, her arms still trembled visible to the naked eye.

This punch was so fierce that it didn't have the slightest element of showmanship, but Madam Jin's hair stood on end when she saw it.

Too direct, but too strong, unavoidable.

If the previous khaki-colored sister Yu hit such a punch, it was because of her rich combat experience and intuition.

So at this time, Alia's punch is like a standard interpretation that jumped out of the textbook "Three Years of Punching and Five Years of Strength".

She just stood there, hitting her with a punch like this, it was nothing special, nothing special.

But out of thin air, he gave the impression that a punch broke the sky, and Zhongzheng was so straight that it was a mess...

"Xiao, Xiaoya?"

Mrs. Jin yelled, wondering if someone had changed the soul of the niece in front of her.

Dragon God Liya looked back, tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Jin curiously, and called softly——

"Acridine?"

The air was stirred by some kind of air wave, and the rain curtain paused for a moment, and then sloped down again.

Mrs. Jin was a little dazed. She found that although Aliya's cry hadn't stopped, it was just pleasant to hear from the beginning, and now it has become...become...

How should this be said?

She blinked and looked at Aliya's face suspiciously. It should be called stunning?