The apocalypse of natural disasters: If you want to go crazy, turn into a dragon first!

Liu Yi calmed down and tried to feel this new yet familiar power.

It was the original life-related wood power, but not entirely. This power also evolved after she was rehatched.

She stared at a piece of wild grass that was broken by a lump of ice, and her heart was moved by the scene.

Inject the supernatural power into the broken end of the grass, and light will flow and it will grow rapidly.

The broken grass became whole at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the broken leaves grew back.

Immediately, her small eyes, as big as green beans, stared at Xiaofeng again.

He accidentally lost his left arm in the duel with the black hole. Although he was disabled, she would not despise him, but she would blame herself.

If she hadn't overestimated her own abilities, she wouldn't have suffered the backlash of the space, harming herself and implicating Xiao Feng.

If her powers allowed, she could help him regrow his severed limbs.

Liang Zuan saw what the little girl was thinking, and without caring whether she had no experience or not, he took the initiative to come over and try.

The process of using supernatural powers to regrow severed limbs is not simple and requires extreme concentration and mastery.

First of all, she had to get her brain into a state of extreme concentration, which consumed a lot of mental energy.

Then, Liu Yi must also imagine the physical form that Xiao Feng needs in her mind, while connecting her own consciousness with her supernatural powers.

After all, she was a sixth-level Chilong, a leader among psychics, and her mental strength was not bad, but some scenes could not be imagined alone.

She was afraid that the arm she made for him would not look good, so she said, "Take off your shirt."

"it is good."

Liang Zuan could already feel the new and strange power flowing in his body. Even though he instinctively rejected the invading power, he was willing to follow the little girl's wishes.

The clothes fell to the ground, revealing a thin body.

His bones and muscles are clearly defined, his lines are smooth, his limbs are long, and he is full of strength and beauty.

Her small eyes carefully observed his right arm, which was deeply engraved in her mind. Her supernatural powers also began to move and gradually flowed into his body.

His palms and fingers have neat lines and slender fingertips, which are more suitable for holding musical instruments and swords than holding kitchen knives in cooking.

The light flows, outlining the outline with the life-related supernatural powers, and then injecting new supernatural powers.

The phantom arm gradually took on substance, growing and expanding.

Under the rays of sunlight, it displays amazing beauty.

The severed arm grew out unnoticed, it is tender and soft. If it wants to be as strong as the right arm, it needs actual combat training.

When everyone saw Liang Zan's new arm slowly growing out of his wound, they were all shocked.

So far, no one with super powers has ever been able to restore a severed limb to the point where not even a wound can be seen.

Liu Yi has a sense of aesthetics and is very precise in every step, not a point more or less. However, it is this pursuit of perfection that consumes more of her mental energy and new abilities.

She felt sleepy and tired while working, and when she finished, her little head drooped and she fell into a complete sleep. Since her nostrils were as small as needle tips, ordinary people could not see her breathing.

"Xiao Yi!" When Liang Zuan's left arm was healed, the broken part felt numb and itchy. When he recovered, he opened his eyes and saw the little girl falling to the ground exhausted.

The little dragon cub, as thin as a pencil, lay limply on the gravel, its snow-white scales dull, its life or death unknown.

He had finally regained what he had lost, how could he bear to lose it again?

Loneliness has engulfed his entire world these days, and the pain in his heart is beyond words.

My mind is constantly filled with the little girl's voice, smile, and every moment we spent together.

Memory is like a sharp knife, piercing the heart again and again, and the pain tells him that he was the one who lost her.

He finally found her again, and had a new start and a chance for happiness. How could she disappear from under his nose again...