Itsuki felt a little difficult to breathe, probably the sequelae of getting out of the dark memory, but her consciousness was very clear, and she had a feeling of satiety after a night of extremely high quality sleep, and her mastery of this body had inexplicably improved several steps.

She clearly felt that she had been sleepy before, and her body temperature was too poor to support her awake activities, and instinctively chose to repair herself.

Itsuki didn't know what she was doing, but there was no doubt that she looked terrible, as her face was in close contact with the ground, and the smell of dust was digging into her nose with her breath.

A slightly surprised male voice came from his ear, "Oh my God, you're actually awake, how are you feeling now?" ”

Someone squatted next to her to look at her who was lying down, although it was a high-paste image, but Izuki could easily hear that it was Xiao J who was talking.

"Stab, come here, she's awake." Little J shouted in one direction.

The man who was called came over with a damp breath, and as he approached, Yiyue smelled a faint fishy smell that immediately made it harder for her to breathe.

She put a hand on her shoulder, and he seemed to be about to help her up, but the moment that hand touched her, the stuffy pain in her chest escalated into colic, and Izuki screamed uncontrollably.

It was a vent of the extreme collapse of the spirit.

Her five senses became extremely sensitive for a moment, and her mental power spread out for a moment, but for a moment she had sensed everything around her, everyone was leaning on the stone steps to watch their captain fight, and she was lying under the stone steps where she would not be affected by the battle.

Her internal organs were like being pricked by countless needles, and she couldn't think about why she had such a big reaction, so she instinctively crawled as far away from the stab and the other team members as she could.

"Don't touch me!" She shouted in a bit of a breakdown

Almost at the moment when she spoke, the sea-blue figure who was about to elbow Zhan Changran's side paused, the rhythm of the battle was chaotic, and Zhan Changran seized the opportunity to jam her arm and capture her, so that the fight that had lasted for more than forty minutes could be suspended.

"Don't touch her." Even if the navy blue figure was caught, there was no consciousness of a loser at all, and his voice was as calm as if he was giving an order, "Let go of me." ”

Thorn looked up at the girl, not wanting to irritate her, and slowly withdrew the hand that had touched the toddler.

And obviously, Zhan Changran won't listen to her a word.

The girl was silent for two seconds, as if suppressing something, and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you again, and you know very well that you can catch me only because I don't want to spend energy on secondary deconstruction." ”

Zhan Changran sighed, the touch in his hand was not like ordinary people, what he was holding only looked like a wrist, but it felt like an invisible position, except for the feeling of repulsion like the air being compressed, there was no slightest temperature.

After a while, the hand that was clamping on the girl's wrist was released.

"Miss Yi, I hope you don't force us to take coercive measures." Zhan Changran lowered his hand and warned coldly, "The existence of special does not mean that we have no way to treat you. ”

"Of course, Mr. Zhan." The girl straightened her clothes, put her left hand lightly on her right shoulder, and made a greeting with grace and restraint, so standard that she could not find the slightest mistake.

When she put away her hostility, the meticulous routing, the appropriate version and the high-end material of the military dress made her whole temperament bright and noble.

But Yiyue looked at her and trembled even more.