Early morning. About seven o'clock.

It's like three or four quilts on a dog day, hot, very hot, and heavy, very uncomfortable.

Mu Zhaoling was still on the bed, his eyes were closed, his face was full of pain, and his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

"Hmmm......"

He let out a groan of pain.

Normally he would have gotten up by this time, but now, it felt like he was in the mire of a nightmare, his consciousness couldn't think more, he just struggled with instinct, trying to wake himself up.

The expression on his face became more and more hideous, and he opened his eyes in pain, and under the instinctive struggle, he finally regained consciousness.

Dizziness, the face and body are emitting amazing heat, and the breathing is uncomfortable and short, which is not as simple as being sick.

Enduring all kinds of physical discomfort and gritting his teeth, Mu Zhaoling tried to struggle out of bed.

Probably sick. The connection between consciousness and body has become unusually weak, and the brain has signaled the body to act, while his hand has only moved back weakly.

He has cultivated for millions of years, and his will has long been indestructible, and this is the time to put it into effect!

Forcibly and continuously moved his right hand under him, supporting the mattress, and his body was trying his best to go up, his body was unprecedentedly weak, and it became extremely difficult to move like this, and even because of his hard drive, his brain was congested, and his eyes were dark for a while.

"Hah....ha....huh... Ha ......"

He finally stood up, he leaned against the head of the bed, the exercise just now seemed to have used up all his strength, and now he couldn't even breathe in and out.

The picture that the eyes saw was also dizzy, and it took a while for it to return to the level where it could see clearly.

There is a vanity mirror on the table next to the bed, and you can tell what you are embarrassed by looking in the mirror.

His body became very sluggish, and it took a lot of willpower for Mu Zhaoling to turn his head around.

Inside the mirror.

It was a big fierce face, full of flesh, and the grinning appearance that even a demon could frighten.

Mu Zhaoling smiled, smiled from the bottom of his heart, and looked very happy.

That's him, the real him, not like a, that's the 'real' him, a majestic body more than two meters tall, muscles bursting all over his body, a thick neck with green tendons, and bronzed skin really like steel skin......

"Hahaha......"

It's uncomfortable, yes, he's very uncomfortable, but he's happier, and his laughter, rough and noisy, this is what a real man should look like.

The strong feeling of discomfort could not suppress this extremely intense joy, and although his eyes began to blur again, he still struggled desperately.

Like a poor man who has found a life-saving straw in a desperate situation, his voice is uncomfortably happy, "I'm going to... Take a picture ......"

The drag from his body and consciousness made him unable to speak completely.

"Can I re... Hang on...... 5,000 Years ......"

- I guess it means, "In the days to come, looking at this image will make him last for another 5,000 years."

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Mu Zhaoling fell off the bed.

His consciousness no longer senses his body, but he still sends an unusually strong signal of action - he wants to take a picture of himself!

After talking on the phone last night, he casually threw his phone on the sofa in the living room, although his mind is not very clear now, but the vague information is enough for his instinct to act.

Falling from the bed, he was lying on the ground.

And that was just the beginning, and he had to climb out of the door, down the stairs, and onto the couch.

"Huh... Ha... Hah..."

His arms moved forward a little bit, his feet moved a little bit forward, he was confused, and he couldn't feel the presence of his limbs, but just like that, he still acted with willpower.

All Mu Zhaoling could clearly feel was his will now, so he didn't know that his body was undergoing special changes again.

As he struggled violently forward, his body began to shrink at a faster rate than that.

- He's getting younger.

After climbing a distance of four or five meters, Mu Zhaoling finally touched the door.

The distance between the doorknob and the ground was about one meter and a half, and he didn't have to stand up, he just raised one hand to get it.

But this simple action is too difficult for him now.

With difficulty, he raised his hand, grasped the doorknob, and twisted it - only his own hand moved.

He really couldn't exert his strength.

“... Muscle ......"

It was a subtle sound at first, then it grew louder and more resolute.

"Muscle... Meat...... Muscle ......"

"Muscles......" pain, unwillingness, and grievances, all of which made Mu Zhaoling involuntarily shed tears, even if his eyes were white, even if he was scarred, this was an obsession he could never give up.

"That's my muscle!!"

Marvel... It happened.

He actually twisted the handle.

The door was opened, and by this time, he had changed from a super strong man with broad shoulders and a round waist to a handsome young man with a lean body.

His bedroom is on the second floor, Zhu Xuan's bedroom is also on the second floor, his destination is the living room sofa on the first floor, and Zhu Xuan's breakfast time has passed.

Hearing a strange movement, Zhu Xuan came out of the room.

This time she didn't float, she just stood barefoot on the floor.

"Huh?"

The cute little head tilted, and the magical scene in front of her made her very curious.

Djinn God, what's wrong?

I vaguely felt that it was because of that thing, but she hadn't gone through this stage, so it was hard to make a conclusion.

At this time, Mu Zhaoling's body has shrunk to the appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old, which is very magical, with this stage as the boundary, it seems that the person who has shrunk before and after is not the same person.

If it was the 'Giant Spirit God' that shrank before, then the one that is shrunk now is the 'Mu Zhaoling'.

Weird.

Tears wet Mu Zhaoling's face, although his eyes were open, he couldn't see anything, his willpower could hold on any longer, but... He can't contact him, his consciousness can't connect with his body.

Extremely unwilling, very painful.

Then, with a feeling of remorse, along with consciousness, he fell into darkness together......

- Looks like I won't be able to wake up for a while.

Zhu Xuan looked at Mu Zhaoling, who had become a child, suspiciously, and the other party did not become smaller after shrinking to one meter two, it was a pity......

Scold...

The corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her height was more than 20 centimeters taller than the other party, and she was a little happy.

Floating to the side of the giant spirit god, this guy is so cute and confused after becoming a child, and different from the previous gloomy girl image, this is happy, and there is a feeling of being blessed by the world all over his body.

Even she has a sense of joy at seeing cute children - and it's definitely not just because of her appearance.

"Concrete cute ......" light and melodious voice.

Lord Zhu Xuan really knew it, and after only observing it for a few minutes, he discovered the incredible truth.

"Different stages represent different people's beauty......"

The wooden spirit of Zhengtai's appearance is really cute, and her soft face is like a soft cloud, and she is curious when she doesn't pay attention to it.

Driven by curiosity, Zhu Xuan raised her little foot and poked him twice in the face.

"Strange feeling. ”

Warm and delicate, this skin is indeed worthy of the saying of 'human beauty'.

"Hmph. ”

Keeping her expression on the three nothings, her feet rose from the ground, and she floated back to the room.