[Douluo] Bibi Dong is the King of the Sea

Xiao Zi looked at her so-called past life, playing it over and over again, and recalling it over and over again. Suddenly she felt that she was just like that, nothing special, just a small and powerless survivor among all living beings. That’s all.

Suddenly, I suddenly remembered that I had clearly entered the door of this life, so why was it the previous life that was displayed? Then I understood, am I still a little unable to let go? For Xiaozi, the first twenty-five years were her previous life. A car accident ended the first eighteen years of happy life, and the next seven years were a nightmare. For seven years, Yang Zi has been a "dead person" for seven years, because after all, the police station has given out the death certificate for "Yang Zi". In the next seven years, he almost lost himself, not sure who he was and what he should do. who?

After a year of confusion, the situation got better. I really don’t want to think about what happened after that... Now, until Xiao Zi arrived in this strange world, arrived in this disgusting cave, and was buried Twelve years of memories are recalled again. This feeling is indescribably disgusting. I clearly want to forget it, but why do I remember it so clearly... It feels like there is nothing worth remembering in this "different" world, except for my mind. There is really not much about what happened to Zhongyuan, and about what I actually experienced in this world, almost nothing.

Suddenly, the illusion disappeared. I don’t know why it disappeared. These illusions seemed to be just to let Xiao Zi see herself from the perspective of a bystander. Then, another door appeared, a door truly called "This Life", and I walked in without any hesitation. He didn't care about what was around him, and he didn't want to know what was going on. His mind was empty, and he felt like there was nothing left.

There is a familiar feeling, as if I have entered another world again, and I am the only one left in this world. I am lonely, lonely, and desolate. If there were not seven years after the previous life, maybe this life would have been caused by it as early as a few years ago. I feel lonely to death. I don’t talk or talk. It’s not that I don’t want to talk, I just don’t know who to talk to and how to talk. I have almost forgotten the feeling of opening my mouth to speak. I was originally worried that I might have lost my pronunciation function, but now that I think about it, I don’t have to worry at all. Because it doesn't matter at all, no one will care, no one will care, so, it doesn't matter.

It's just this level of loneliness, it's nothing, I can endure it. Xiao Zi also has another advantage, that is, she can endure it. She can force herself very much. As long as Xiao Zi wants to endure it, she will be able to endure it.

As I walked and thought, a fog gradually appeared in front of my eyes. It seemed that I couldn't see anything, and it seemed that I saw everything but failed to transmit it to my brain to analyze what I saw. It seemed that he fell into a subconscious coma, and then fell down and fell into a deep coma. A coincidence worth mentioning is that the place where Xiao Zi lay down was a bed. It turned out that inside the door called "This Life", there was a room with windows, like a hotel-style men's room with all the facilities but it seemed very simple and impersonal. It was a pity. Outside the window, well, there is a wilderness, a wilderness as vibrant as spring, but Xiao Zi is unconscious and can't see it.

... Opening his eyes, Xiaozi thought that he was not dead yet, but suddenly he felt that someone was watching around him. This sudden feeling of being watched was very uncomfortable, and he suddenly sat up with his hands on the ground. I looked around vigilantly, but found that there was nothing, no animals, no plants, no living things. It was all white, but I was shocked by the magnificent scenery. My heart was shocked by the magnificence of this land, and my eyes were blown away. This land is filled with magnificent snow-capped mountains.

Empty and lonely, as if all this is yours! But something felt wrong. He looked at himself suddenly and found that his hands were so small, but he could hold himself up. Before he had time to think, he looked at his left index finger out of habit. Fortunately, his storage ring was still there. It's not that this ring is very precious, but the things inside are very important. I have traveled all over the world for so many years and collected a lot of things that are useful to me, and of course, there are also a lot of daily necessities. He took out a pair of dressing mirrors, leaned against the stone, prepared himself mentally, raised his eyes, and observed himself carefully. Sure enough, he was no longer himself?

A gust of wind blew by, and the wind blew her bangs apart, revealing the confused and fragile eyes that made me want to hold her in my arms and say, "Don't be afraid, you and I..." Once again, it's no longer myself, so this time, again How long will it take to adapt to your new self?

This body is so small. I felt it and realized it was a girl, about the height of a two-year-old baby. It occupies less than half of the fitting mirror. No wonder it was so difficult to hold the mirror up. The first thing I saw were the eyes. It was really surprising. There was an aura of death in these eyes, but there was no "corpse aura" in my original eyes. It was a very contradictory pair of eyes, but there was a lifeless feeling in the flexible eyes. It's really puzzling. Even he was startled, and after trying hard to adjust for a while, he hid the despair and lifelessness in his eyes until he looked up and saw Gu Jing Muha's eyes.

The random rotation is like a mass of rich black water floating in the clear lake water, and the black water will not dissipate. It's like a sketch. You know you need to highlight the eyes, but you just can't do it. After you do it, the eyes no longer feel the same. I am very good at recognizing people. Now I can't see any expression in the eyes of a two-year-old girl. People say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, so my window has been painted with a layer of black paint and I can't see it. From inside the window, you can't see outside the window. The predecessor of this body is surprising, or is it because of its own reasons?

Deep but light-colored double eyelids quietly cover the top of the eyes. The child has not opened them yet, so it is difficult to tell whether they will be almond eyes, double eyelids, red phoenix eyes, or something else. The slender eyelashes like cattail fans are long and curved and black, very delicate and spiritual. It seems to leave a light shadow on the eyelids. Looking up, I see my favorite black hair blowing in the wind. The soft bangs are blown in front of my eyes by the wind. I also like the length that reaches the shoulders. It feels very smooth.

After all, even if the task requires it, Xiaozi will not perform any chemical processing on her hair. At most, it will be trimmed. As for perming and dyeing, it is absolutely impossible and should not be even thought about. Hair is your final bottom line. My teammates at that time also laughed at me for not knowing fashion, and also doubted what I was insisting on. My body was dedicated, but my hair was not. I was really a weirdo. Yang Zi just smiled indifferently and said nothing.

However, what they don't know is that the reason for not making any changes to the black hair is because this hair is like their mother's hair. I can only remember the past through this method. He stroked his hair with his hands, as if he was missing someone. Yes, his hair was of good quality, and it felt cold to the touch. He stroked it with his fingers and it was smooth with a comb. He looked at the black hair in the mirror. The hands are white on the outside, how should I say, crystal clear white, the fingers are almost as long as the palm, the thin fingers are not fleshy, but very skinny. However, at this time, Xiaozi alternates hands and feels each other. This is indeed the hand of a child. It's so soft. It looks so bony, but it feels like it has no bones. It must be very smooth and comfortable when your skin is touched by this soft catkin. This feeling really made Xiaozi envious.

The face is still the same, except that the facial features have shrunk and are not opened a little, there are no other changes. The forehead that is not suitable for bangs still looks very comfortable, and the eyebrows are still the familiar willow eyebrows, which are perfectly curved without the use of an eyebrow pencil. The ears are small, and the earlobes are red, which must be frozen. There are also no decorations, but there are still piercings in the ears. The soft earlobes feel very comfortable to touch. If they move, it's okay. They are conscious and can move.

The nose is still not flat, small and exquisite, very delicate and straight, but the scar on it is gone. I didn't expect that the face without the scar would look so delicate. Fortunately, I didn't have plastic surgery in my previous life. The small face as big as a palm reveals an unusually mature expression, which is very strange, but also has an indescribable strange harmony. The lips are still the same diamond-shaped lips. They curl up without pouting. From the side, they look like they are asking for a kiss. They are perfect. The color is very healthy. There are no chapped lips that are common in snow-capped mountains. Just apply a little lip gloss. It will show very nice colors.

Try to make an expression and bite your lower lip, perfect, very cute, as long as you don't look into those eyes. The ears are also small, and the plump and round earlobes seem to indicate that it is time to wear some accessories. Um? There is actually a mole here, small, shallow, and inconspicuous. The position of the jaw bone is still the same as before. Suddenly he laughed at himself, as his whole face only showed his lips, because that was the only place where the light could be seen. Unexpectedly, he almost didn't recognize the face that was not covered by scars. The whole face is very delicate, and any one of the facial features is also very delicate, as if these facial features were specially made for this face.

Looking down, the fragile neck, which can be broken with one hand, is particularly beautiful. The porcelain white skin seems to be more eye-catching than the snow-capped mountains behind him. It seems that this body is really not afraid of the cold, as it is not wearing a scarf, and the collarbone is looming under the clothes. Alas - Xiaozi sighed, why are you so thin? I'm only two years old and I already have a collarbone. Is it true that the family doesn't give me food? Other people's children are still two years old and still holding a milk bottle in their arms.

Probably not. It looks like he is quite rich in this outfit. After all, the clothes are very expensive. They are not particularly high-profile clothes, but low-key but luxurious. He is also a tasteful person. The clothes are in the style of Hanfu. They seem to be specially tailored. The thin body is very tall and straight, as if it contains endless power. The more Xiao Zi looks at this body, the more satisfied he is. It is very good. The white outfit looks like it is like a snow mountain. It blends into one, with a coat like a windbreaker placed next to it. The shoes are also very exquisitely made, as if they are specially matched. They are also silver-white and have the shape of riding boots, which are very suitable for mountaineering.

This body seems to like the color white very much, but Yang Zi doesn't like it very much. Because white is too dazzling and not suitable for me. One of the teammates in the team also likes the color white. He once said to himself that white is the best match for two kinds of people. One is a very pure person. This kind of person wears white clothes and looks like a fairy. It is the purest color in the world and is best worn by children. There is another kind, which is me. He only said half of what he said. Xiao Zi, who was still new to the world, wanted to ask him what kind of person he was, but he seemed to know what he wanted to ask him. He shook his head, tapped Yang Zi's head, and imitated Yang Zi. His classic signature move is just a slight smile.

After reading it, I put the mirror away. My eyes were a little dizzy. I was not used to the dazzling white on the snow-capped mountains. I put on my sunglasses and leaned against the stone to rest for a while. After all, I had to fight for revenge just a few minutes ago. Who can I thought that now I could lie down on the snow-capped mountains so comfortably and watch the scenery. Even Xiaozi needs time to change, time to sort out some things, and time to adapt to himself.

What’s the way forward? Do you want to live? After all, I got to this point with the determination to die. Survive? How to survive? Reason, Xiao Zi needs a reason, a reason to continue living! The sky gradually darkened, and I kept looking up at the sky as a habit. The dim moon reflected my heart, and suddenly I felt like crying. People often say that looking at the moon will make you miss your loved ones, so what should you do? Who are you missing?

If there is no one around a person, it is easy to feel lonely; but if there is no one in one's heart, one will feel empty. But what if there is no heart? My chest felt empty. The first star appeared, then the second, and the third, until the sky was filled with starlight, illuminating the snow-white earth. I want to sleep, but I can't. This place is too strange and not familiar at all, no matter who you are, you can't sleep peacefully.

It’s strange, even though it’s a snow-capped mountain, I really don’t feel the cold. Carefully feel the differences in your body, as if something is rotating inside your body. I turned it over in my mind and it was "Mu Yi".

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Did you find out? This chapter is also a memory. Xiao Zi is still in the cave...

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