After Becoming a Little Sister

She raised her head and gulped down one liter of the blended drink, then crumpled the bottle into a ball: "It's useless."

Momentum girl shrank her neck, not knowing whether she was talking about herself or the old lady who was punched and flew away by her.

"Boss, you—cough, that aunt is so powerful, why haven't I seen it before?"

Momentum Niuzi changed the subject and said something that was quite confusing.

Whether the mother's monster is strong or not depends on who she is compared with. If the power girl fights with her, she will be crippled in one face-to-face. She is a master.

But the more expert she is, the more strange she is, why does this person usually go?

Why is it that TPC is now recruiting heroes from all over the world, and it is the dark world for its own use and it is the world's big conscription, but it has never seen such a big hand appear?

"Of course you haven't seen her before. She has lost the version and is still playing single player - the plot needs it, understand?"

Alia was unhappy with her mother's fault, and there may be a little bit of reason in this regard.

Everyone is saving the world, either fighting monsters or aliens, but you are still wandering around and not in a group.

I don’t want Xiaojia, I don’t want the stars and the sea, I really don’t know what I’m busy with, who is I always showing the outdated personal heroism?

Everyone else has opened a new dungeon and a new main line, but you are still refreshing the title of Hand Village Little Overlord. Is this called retirement or a leisure life player?

Momentum Niuzi nodded thoughtfully: "Oh..."

"Oh what, after a while, who do you contact and recruit her, and find something to do. Europa was smashed by her, and now she comes back to torment me non-stop, is it appropriate?"

It's not a problem to toss Europa, if it is broken, it will be broken, and Alia doesn't care how many aliens kill.

The feet and teeth of the car and boat shop should be killed if they are innocent, and the same is true for the alien species. None of the alien species that can survive to the present is clean.

The only difference is that if she is dirty to the bottom or if she is sensible and wants to surrender and atone for her sins, like Prince Iris, Alia is willing to spend a lot of money to buy horse bones to give her a way out.

My mother blamed me for tossing and tossing for so long, doing all the dirty work, the dark world and even the Ninth Bureau and TPC followed behind to negotiate terms.

If you can negotiate well, come over and be a younger brother, five insurances, one gold, two days off, plus meal allowances, the old sins are forgotten, and they will be written off.

If you can't reach an agreement, just close the door and release your mother's monsters. Life or death depends on your ability. If you can escape-then make two more shots.

After doing this for so long, the chances of the other party raising their hand to salute the French military salute have greatly increased, which can be regarded as the contribution of the mother monster.

"No, boss, is this suitable for you?" Dongli Niuzi scratched her head: "Auntie is your mother, what should we do?"

"You can manage it as you want, do you want me to teach you?"

"...Okay, let me ask, can you give me a consultant or something, Auntie is also very capable, you can teach us."

"I can't teach it. She hasn't come out that way, and she is walking alone." Alia curled her lips.

It is already a consensus that the mother's monster cannot be copied. While Qingyu Feima is the only case, the evolutionary route is also the only case.

"Which way? Which way? My auntie unscrewed my arm in one fell swoop. This ability...is passed on to my son or daughter?"

"What a mess, I mean that among the current prototype routes of biological evolution and civilization, her route is not suitable, and you can't learn it."

Aliya counted with her fingers. At present, there are four or five career lines.

Aliya herself is the first one, and her psychic power is soaring.

But spiritual energy feeds back to the physical body, evolution until ascension, etc., are too far away and ethereal.

Flesh and flesh are weak, but spiritual energy is not the same?A total of four are currently taking this path.

Arya herself, the soul of the Legion Master and the body of the cherub.

Then Lieutenant Colonel Lin, the dragon knight, the soul of the giant dragon Ah Jin, and Lieutenant Colonel Lin's soldiers and kings.

The red dragon soul of the Red Dragon Queen is paired with the successors selected by successive generations. Judging from its performance, it failed to touch the threshold at the beginning, and now each generation is getting weaker.

The last one is C Meow Xiao Moli, but the puppet cat Yiping itself is not a soul specialization, neither the exaggeration of the legion leader, nor the natural tyranny of the dragon, so even if the fusion is transformed, it can only be a cute one The cat girl used has no research value.

This is also the reason why Alia has not received much attention from scientific research forces, because everyone has studied it and found that this way is not feasible, so they are too lazy to bother her.

Every time a strong man is produced, a giant dragon has to be killed. What is the difference between this and every time a lipstick is produced, a pug must be castrated?

No business, no killing, save the puppy, let go of the little lipstick...

The second path is that of the fairy sister, a native born and raised natural evolutionary, who can expand her mental power after her physical strength reaches a certain level.

Theoretically, the fairy sisters of the two worlds are all innate by bursting into spiritual power, and they are genuine land fairylands, and their spiritual power can be called divine sense.

The earth version of the fairy sister's divine sense is domineering and tyrannical. It is the trump card of AOE.

Blue Star's version of the gentle fairy sister has exquisite and complicated spiritual thoughts, and she can use grass, trees, bamboo and stones as swords without stagnation.

These two bugs are not at the same level as the other warriors on Blue Star who took advantage of the development of mental power.

This is like the gap between the Mathematical Olympiad and the national exam, like the gap between the third year of high school and the third year of high school.

It's like the gap between the so-called famous writers who can write yellow poems in a dignified way, and the Internet code word dogs who can't even boast about the country's goodness...

But tricks also have the advantage of tricks, that is, mass production is possible, so everyone's focus is basically on this road.

Mass production is good!Mass production is great!It's a good thing if it can be priced at the price of cabbage!

There is even a special triple jump tutorial now - first rely on Mei Ge's series of super soldier serum to strengthen the body, and then use clever tricks to develop spiritual power.

In the end, he combined the two, tried to sneak into the sequence of natural evolutionaries, and boasted that he had a great power.

Of course, this level of natural evolution cannot be said to be innate, and the fairy sister can easily chop it off with one sword, but it is also much stronger than ordinary people.

It is impossible to say that in the future, there will be a heretical sect and an orthodox Xuanmen. Mrs. Jin and Little Taoist Liguang are called Xuanmen orthodox.

This kind of power girl is called heresy. There is a big gap in the early stage of quick success, and a large gap in the later stage of development potential. It depends on everyone's own choice.

But normal people—or the vast majority of people who are more rational than emotional, will choose the path of heresy, after all, it is too easy.

Putting 5000 million and one billion in front of you, there is an 5000% chance of getting 80 million, and a 0.1% chance of getting one billion. Which one should you choose?

In the end, it was my mother who blamed this path, which was the most difficult, but rather tyrannical path.

"She wants to use martial arts to enter Taoism. In the early years, the blood of the Mo family's Ren Xia was killed. Who are you going to kill?"

"Ah, auntie didn't do anything wrong, did she?"

"It's me who committed the crime. What are you afraid of?" Aliya sneered: "Besides, although she is not good at being a mother, she is good at being a hero, and there is nothing that should not be killed if her hands are contaminated. It can be regarded as a skill..."

Aliya looked between the lines for a long time, and finally found that the last reference object that her mother blamed was the elder sister of the fairy sister.

The warrior who directly killed fifty A-level executives and 150 B-level executives in the First World War, and killed two hundred Qing court backgrounds before exhausted.

Heaven and earth do not worship Lu Yanzhong!

With pure killing skills and physical strength, it is possible to counteract the inner family's profound arts such as the White Head Taixuan Jing.

Sister Shenxian probably won't be able to achieve such a record in a single fight, so it's outrageous.

If Aliya is not psychic, she can be regarded as that kind. After all, she is a master who can tell a few words. She was killed by the army.

It's a pity that psionic energy is so easy to use, it's already in the shape of soul energy...

"No, this can't be called Wufu." Alia rubbed her chin, and deduced the future limit of her mother's monster: "It must be called Wufu."

Martial arts location two pins out of life and death calamity, straight into the innate, this may be the way that the world did not worship at the beginning-is this really dark blue adding some anger to open the genetic lock?

"That's not right. If I can really achieve the original ability, I should be the one who flies upside down and lies on the ground and pretends to be dead." So Alia felt that she could do it again, and raised her head on her hips: "As expected of me! I really Great!"

After that, Aliya stepped forward, ready to see her own mother's strange situation, and then see if she would hit her twice.

"It means I—" Alia said halfway, she suddenly turned her head, and at the same time raised her hand to push the power girl away.

A ray of black light passed between them, sinking into the wall not far away with a sharp whistling sound, piercing through the masonry.

Then there was no movement again...

Momentum Niuzi was still in shock: "What?!"

She turned her head and looked over there, and it wasn't some magical weapon that went into the brick wall, it was just a broken steel bar...

Alia narrowed her eyes, walked to the gap in the wall, and looked inside.

In the deep interior, only the beam of light from the outside penetrates in with smoke and dust. The brightness that originally looked like the outer wall of the courtyard is just the decoration of the studio.

Looking in from the outside, the interior is an empty studio. It seems that no one has rented it here, and some equipment for the set is piled up.

A mess visible to the naked eye spread from the breach to the green screen a few meters away, and was rolled into a ball by the hanging green screen.

no one...

"What?" Aliya looked up and looked around: "It's a good match, are you still planning to fight an ambush?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a strong wind falling from the top of the head, and a red shadow suddenly grabbed Alia's waist, but it was a judo sleeping technique of fighting.

What Aliya is good at is the killing skills of opening and closing. Give her weapons or give her room to exert strength. The more she fights, the stronger she becomes, and the more frustrated she becomes braver.

Judo, however, is a technique of restraint and exertion, which is just suitable for learning, and it can be described as cunning in a life-and-death battle.

If Aliya wanted to break free from her, she would either break her limbs or beat her to death.

The girl in the red dress just decided that Alia couldn't bear such a heavy hand anyway-this was pure shamelessness.

Wrestling techniques such as Zhanyi Eighteen Falls have never been considered formal martial arts techniques. He Jinyin locked the big brother, and the big brother should not be convinced.

If he was beaten head-on with Ben Lei Shou or something, he would probably recognize it. Back then when the devils and muscular men swept across the Asia-Pacific, didn't the elder brother's teacher also kneel down honestly.

However, just when Aliya frowned and was about to shake her away with force, the movement of the girl in the red skirt to hold Aliya tightly froze suddenly.

The former stared at the latter's neck in astonishment, stopped the movement of his hands, let go after half a second, and took two steps back.

Aliya turned her head and was very dissatisfied: "How old are you, do children fight? If you can't fight, you spit and step on your toes?"

Using this fighting technique during sparring is even more pretentious than spitting and stepping on toes, but it can be used when dividing life and death.

Of course, if you have time to tangle when life and death are divided, it is quicker and quicker to just poke your eyes and kick your crotch—or draw a gun on the spot.

Aliya looked at the mother monster at this time, the red dress was still the same, the body was covered with dust, and the clothes were worn a lot, revealing the skin that could not see the scars at all.

She glanced up and down a few times, and was slightly relieved to see that the other party was not seriously injured.

My mother, however, just looked at her with a subtle expression, and her eyes trembled, with a look of disbelief.

"What do you want?" Aliya raised her chin: "Haven't you seen a master? Didn't my good sister beat you like this back then?"

The girl in the red dress took a deep breath and calmed down: "Master, she—has never hit me like this."

"...It's because you haven't beaten you like this before that you developed your willful temper!"

In fact, what my mother learned strangely was the education method of Sister Shenxian. In the early years, Sister Shenxian spent a lot of time traveling outside, and only the three children stayed behind.