A whole day passed like this, and Aunt Luo was here to take care of everyone.

But she didn't dare to move them at will, among them, Tang Xun, Lao Gao, and Xiao Stunned Zi Although the three of them were in a coma, the painful expressions on their faces were really miserable.

It's as if he was being Ling Chi, and the painful look is as if the body has been divided piece by piece.

Aunt Luo was afraid that an accidental touch would make them even more painful.

So Lan Xia, who was the first to wake up, woke up and saw such a scene.

Aunt Luo stood at the door and looked cautiously, and her red eyes made her look a lot haggard.

On the ground, there were a lot of people who had fallen down, and it was very crowded to have so many people in the originally small space.

Twisting his neck, Lan Xia still felt a little uncomfortable.

The ability in the body feels like it's really enhanced, but it's not too noticeable.

Lan Xia, who couldn't figure it out, stepped out of the messy ground and stepped on the empty ground three times and two times.

With a silent gesture to Aunt Luo, Lan Xia walked up the stairs back to her room.

As soon as she fell on the bed, she went to the meeting with Zhou in a drowsy manner.

I don't know why, although I've just woken up from a coma.

She just felt tired, sleepy, and tired, and unconsciously wanted to rest for a while.

What she didn't know, however, was that the reason why she didn't feel a noticeable change was because both abilities in her body were in a state of excitement at the moment.

However, the T virus antibody and Zhou Qiao's efficacy are fighting with each other and dissolving each other.

To be exact. At the moment, her body is a battlefield.

The next day, when Lan Xia rubbed his eyes and opened them, he was stunned.

What the hell happened last night?

It was so messy that even the windows of the floor-to-ceiling windows were broken.

The shattered glass shards were still scattered on the ground.

The wooden cabinet was already crumbled. Except for the bed, which was still in good condition, all the furniture was gone.

Is this a robber coming?

Lan Xia stood up messily in the wind, or was she sleepwalking?

Her sensitive nose moved, and she smelled something very unusual.

Lan Xia frowned, that aura was familiar with a strange feeling, very strong.

Probably yes

Lan Xia stretched out his hands, and the fire ability slowly condensed in his palms.

However, this time. The familiar flames did not appear, replaced by blue flames filled with a netherworld aura.

Staying quietly in the palm of her hand like a ghostly fire, she could clearly feel the power contained in the flickering flame.

It's better than her previous red flames!

His face twitched. Lan Xia withdrew the flame expressionlessly.

Sure enough, she was still too naïve yesterday, and nothing has changed significantly.

What a change this is!

Anyway, this ghost fire is too panicked!

Although it looks powerful, it has an eerie atmosphere. There are still some acceptances that can't be accepted.

Standing by the bed for a long, long time. Lan Xia is struggling to digest the reality of her ability mutating into a ghostfire.

Condensing the blue flame again, Lan Xia found it quiet, but at the same time seemed to be more intelligent than the flames before her.

It gave her the feeling that, well, very obedient, a 'I'm very good' feeling.

I stretched out my other hand and touched it, but it was unexpectedly warm and comfortable.

It's not as eerie as it seems.

I didn't feel the slightest cold feeling, it was like a well-behaved and obedient child.

It also rubbed Lan Xia's palm on its own, a little itchy.

Lan Xia looked at the flame in his hand amusedly. This time it really brought her an unexpected surprise.

Touching it, Lan Xia recycled the ability.

I thought about it for a moment. She still started working on her spatial abilities.

If the ability was really activated, she was really looking forward to the spatial ability being detransformed.

I originally wanted to use an infinite loop, but I didn't know that as soon as the spatial ability came out, it was uncontrollable!

The strong spatial blade directly cut off the wall of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lan Xia hurriedly withdrew the spatial ability that had been released into his body, and stepped forward to look at the neat cut marks.

She clearly felt the spatial ability just now, which was different from the previous white ability, but an energy close to silver.

Ice cold, with a little soothing, cold, noble taste.

So far, both abilities have been greatly improved, but something has gone wrong with the spatial ability, and they don't listen to the command!

Lan Xia was depressed to find that she now seemed to have two more children in her body.

A bad boy, a good boy.

This visual sensation simply made her drunk!

One cute, one cool, is she going to take the rhythm of a child!

Wait, how do you feel so good in spirit, and you don't feel like you're in any condition at all.

Only now did he feel that something seemed to be wrong with his body, and Lan Xia silently lifted his clothes.

After unwrapping the bandage, she couldn't figure it out at all.

The abdomen is smooth and flat, and there are no marks at all.

He reached behind his hand and touched the same place, and sure enough, there was no trace left as if it were his abdomen.

Is Zhou Qiao so powerful?

Not only can it activate abilities, but it can also cure all diseases?

Lan Xia is now a question mark in her head, and now she can't understand this situation.

Xun'er's ability can only stop bleeding and reduce inflammation for her deep wounds, but why did her wound heal overnight?

The mutation of the ability, the healing of the wound.

Could it really be that Zhou Qiao's medicine played such a big role?

For some reason, although it seems that it is a good thing to be happy about, she just can't be happy.

It seems that in the dark, something has long been out of its original orbit.

Some things don't seem to be as simple as they seem.

Lan Xia sat on the bed worriedly, she was now feeling unstable in her heart.

Was she overthinking, or was she overthinking something?

Annoyed, he grabbed his hair, and Lan Xia paused violently.

The hair was as smooth as the finest silk.

Stunned, is this really her hair?

Even when she used to have long hair up to her waist, she never had such delicate and smooth hair with such careful care.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, Lan Xia clearly saw his reflection through the broken glass.

Immature and green, but the face is unusually ruddy.

More delicate, hydrated and smooth than before.

Touching his cheek, for a moment, Lan Xia was really puzzled, and even a little afraid.

Is this really her? (To be continued......)