[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

Warren looked at Sandra who had hugged him even tighter since he appeared, wishing he had to show a piece of her clothes, sighed helplessly, took two steps back and opened a little distance from her, and said She said: "I have no malice..."

If you believe me without me, wouldn't I be a fool!

Sandra thought of this in her heart without raising her head. The feathers on the surface of her body broke through the shackles of her clothes and skin like weeds after the rain and grew one after another, making her look like a bird wrapped in feathers. Like the ball.

Sandra, who hadn't felt the movement in front of her for a long time, and didn't hear Warren's leaving footsteps, was a little confused. Her nerves were tense as if being tightly grabbed by a hand, and then she felt a A strange touch came gently from her arms encircling her knees.

That kind of feeling is a bit like the feathers on my body, but it is much harder than my own feathers. It is obviously not the airflow of the night wind that gently rolls up the sensitive and delicate soft feathers that Sandra grows, and gently lifts her The whole crowds into some kind of wide and warm place.

Sandra didn't expect that this person would actually do it directly. After being frightened, she instinctively tried to resist the opponent's movements, which also made her subconsciously open her eyes, and saw the flying feathers that were as pure as snow.

"Now you should feel relieved?"

The snow-white wings stretched out elegantly behind the tall man. Under the dark night, short gray-blonde hair with a light color close to silver curled down to his neck, and the lake-green eyes seeped into the cold The night is like a thick forest, condensed with thick thick green that almost drips.

Sandra looked dumbfounded, as if she hadn't thought that someone had grown a pair of wings like herself, and appeared right in front of her.

Although this kind of thing is unbelievable, Sandra is unwilling to believe that it is a coincidence, but suddenly seeing the same kind of slack made her unable to suppress the pain when the wings grew, and suppressed the mournful cry and curled up again. Trembling and biting his wrist to prevent himself from making more noises so that others would discover his mutation.

Originally, she shouldn't be here to face her own mutation, but today, because Daphne was tossing into the middle of the night to receive surgery on a dog that had a car accident, she stayed in the pet shop until late after helping Daphne clean up I just left the pet shop, and when I was walking halfway, I found that something was wrong with my body, but it was too late to rush to my apartment, so I found such a hidden alley and hid myself, hoping for my own health. The mutation will not be discovered by others, and then they can go home safely and tidy themselves up.

But obviously his expectations were in vain.

The pain caused by the growth of wings is not as easy as it first appeared on her body. Sandra can almost feel the forceful growth of her skin and flesh, which should not have appeared on her body. There was a sound of being broken, and even the bones on the back seemed to make a series of creaking sounds that made people feel toothache, as if they were putting together a skeleton that could support the pair of new organs behind him.

"Relax."

Warren also noticed Sandra's current situation. He reached out and quickly supported Sandra's shoulders, patted her abnormally raised back as if to comfort him, frowned and said in a low voice: "You will hurt yourself."

Unable to bear such ravages/ravages, the texture of the wrist was torn apart by the blunt teeth, and the gurgling blood poured into Sandra's mouth, and dripped in a line along her jaw to the ground.Warren found it strange that she didn't say a word, and after breaking the head off, he realized that her wrist had been bitten by himself and was bloody.

It can't go on like this...

Although Warren himself felt strange when he mutated, he did not feel such personal pain like Sandra, and he did not understand why her mutated experience such pain, but this did not prevent him from knowing If Sandra continues like this, she may bite off her hand or bite her tongue or something.So he squeezed Sandra's cheek and forced her to let go, then shoved his wrist into her mouth and frowned.

Sandra's physique doesn't heal as quickly as his. When she is injured in this form, she even heals slower than normal people, so it's better to let her bite her hand.

Feeling the pain from her wrist, Warren thought about how merciless she was in biting, while paying attention to the changes in the pair of wings behind her.

Like a chrysalis breaking out of its cocoon.

Seeing the pair of wings with a beautiful color like the clear sky tearing Sandra's back and struggling to display, the first thing Warren thought of was the chrysalis of a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, struggling to break free from the chrysalis The comfort of the shell is only for the yearning for the sky in the future.

Sandra was in so much pain that she couldn't make a sound.

Her face was distorted and drenched in sweat, except for the blood stained on her lips and chin, her whole body looked like a white paper just picked up from the water, so wet that it was almost transparent.

The process of growing wings was not good for Sandra. She can't remember how long she hasn't felt such pain. Maybe she has, maybe she hasn't, but at least since she left there, left her past After that, she hadn't felt such a heart-wrenching feeling for a long time.

There's not much Warren can do right now.Although Sandra looks quite painful, this is a process that only she can go through, and all he can do is to help her share a little pain.

The snow-white wings wrapped around Sandra's body like a comforting one, and covered her body with growing wings and sprouting countless fine down feathers tightly, even if someone approached to look at it, they couldn't see it. There is another person hiding under the right wing.Warren could feel her hot, viscous breath against his wrist, and feel the unbearable throbbing in her throat.

But when the pair of azure wings, still covered with blood and broken cloth strips, stretched out from Sandra's back, Warren felt that this was the most beautiful mutant shape he had ever seen.

Even if he has this pair of white wings, coupled with his handsome appearance, so that he is called an "angel", he still feels that his wings are far inferior to Sandra's.

It's like the sky, but it's wider than the sky; it's like the ocean, but it's clearer than the ocean.

It is like the natural phenomena that have existed since ancient times, like the beautiful nebula rotating in the universe, like the brilliant glow of meteors passing across the sky and burning out.

It is the birth of a life and the death of a life.

Warren held Sandra's shoulders so she could rest her forehead on his own.Although the birth of the pair of wings—or rather, the process of transforming into another kind of life made Sandra extremely painful, she still maintained a trace of sobriety at this time.Years of suffering has long made her used to keeping herself awake no matter what, so even if Warren protects her under her wings, even if her newborn wings take away most of her physical strength and sanity, but Sandra was still struggling to escape from under Warren's wings and return to the "nest" where she felt instinctively safe.

Warren was hesitant to let go and let Sandra go back by herself.Although she should have passed this time smoothly and safely, he didn't know if Sandra could return to her residence safely like she used to, with their intervention.

Just as Warren was still choosing, Sandra's figure in his arms suddenly twisted, and then gradually blurred and dissipated like a wisp of cloud.He subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish it out, but only touched the newborn soft flight feathers on her pair of wings, which were not as hard as his wing feathers, and a light wind that fluttered past his wings and disappeared.

It looks like she should have escaped...

While thinking this way, Warren retracted his wings—his wings couldn't be hidden like Sandra's at will, but who made this place not the real world?

It's just that Sandra's vigilance is still so high after seeing herself like this... How should I put it, does she really grow up in this city?

While thinking about it, Warren contacted Tim and several people, and said, "I found Sandra. As you guessed it, Sandra is now about the same age as the grade we met. It should be her This grade is mutated. But now she should have gone back to her home. I will tell you the details when I come back.”

Listening to Warren's words, Tim knew that something happened to Sandra when Warren saw her - it should be a big turning point for her in the future .

In this way, there should be two confirmed guesses.

The appearance of "Sandra" did appear in this order of age.

And what every "Sandra" that appears must be experiencing something that will have a major impact on her future.And she will guide a specific one of them to her side, creating a reason for them to insert this memory of hers reasonably.

In this way, it will not be so difficult to deduce the real Sandra and find out the appearance of Sandra from it, and they don't have to fumble around in this strange world like headless chickens.

As long as there is a pattern to be found, all this can end as soon as possible.Regardless of whether Sandra led them to discover this law or the evil bird guided them to discover it, as long as Sandra can be found, he doesn't care whether he will conflict with the evil bird.

Although the magic system is indeed more difficult to deal with... But it is not impossible to deal with it.

The unfolded red hang glider silently crosses the night of Gotham like the silently spread wings of an owl. Even the bright colors that dance like flames are still submerged in the darkness of Gotham. .

The author has something to say: addicted to new pits and cannot extricate himself_(:з」∠)_

In fact, it should have been mentioned when the angel appeared before that Warren was not just looking at a mutant similar to himself when he saw Sandra.

What he saw was his past self

Ah, it should be a hundred chapters soon... I can't help but want to write a special episode _(:з」∠)_

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