My Eyes Are Mutated

Ye Huan put the original share of Wanzu back to its original place, and stood there quietly, silently feeling the mutation of his eyes.

The warmth of his eyes became heavier and heavier, like two hot fireballs.

Ye Huan was able to bear it at first, but in the end, she couldn't help groaning.

The eyes of both eyes became more and more hot, and the fireball turned into a small sun, as if to burn through Ye Huan's eye sockets.

When the eyes of both eyes became more and more scorching hot, like the scorching sun, the pure white vitality in Ye Huanqiao's acupuncture point became full of energy.

The white vitality in the acupoints rushed to the eyes, turning into a trace of coolness, combining the increasingly unbearable heat of the eyes.

After discovering that the vitality in the acupoints could synthesize the heat in the eyeballs of his eyes, Ye Huan began to intentionally guide the vitality in the acupoints and let them enter his eyes.

With the neutralization of vitality, the high temperature of both eyes and eyeballs is still the same, but it is not so fierce, making it possible for people to persevere.

The vitality in the acupoints was exhausted very quickly, and the vitality in the acupoints opened by Ye Huan was about to be exhausted, and Ye Huan was worried about what to do next.

The eyeballs of both eyes were suddenly shocked, and an invisible giant force grew in the eyeballs, and the eyeballs were separated.

Ye Huan's eyes became heavy pupils.

When the eyes were separated, the terrifying high temperature before was swallowed up in an instant.

Ye Huan blinked and touched with his hand, everything was the same as before.

But Ye Huan knew that her eyes were different from before.

Ye Huan really wanted to see how far his eyes had improved compared to before, but after looking at the sky outside, he gave up the idea.

After looking around to make sure that there were no abnormalities or traces left, Ye Huan walked out of the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Building.

...

Outside the martial arts building, the gate.

The two old men would look up to the sixth floor of the martial arts building from time to time.

Ye Huan registered to go to the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Building. The two of them didn't really care much, but because Ye Huan was from the vitality martial artist department, they paid more attention.

Every year, new students are interested in the original Wanzu in the sixth floor of the martial arts building, some are purely interested, and some think they are the sons of heaven, and can discover the peerless exercises and shocking battles from the original Wanzu. skills.

But no matter what kind of thoughts the students came here, after the initial enthusiasm, they would quickly leave the sixth floor of the martial arts building, and generally would never come again.

Because those students who have entered the sixth floor of the martial arts building will find out.

Those ten thousand races were almost blind to them.

Except for a few Ten Thousand Races that they originally knew, most of the Ten Thousand Races they didn't know at all, let alone discovered something from the Ten Thousand Races.

Generally, students will come out within an hour after entering the sixth floor of the martial arts building. Some students who have studied Wanzu before will not stay for more than three hours.

After Ye Huan entered the sixth floor of the martial arts building, the two bored old men were betting on when Ye Huan would come out from the sixth floor of the martial arts building.

The round-faced old man guessed that Ye Huan would come out within an hour.

The thin old man bet that Ye Huan could stay for three hours, and he was a student of the vitality martial artist department, so he should have some patience.

The thin old man's remarks were mocked by the round-faced old man.

After that, the two old men waited while looking at the sixth floor of the martial arts building, ready to see who would win.

Half an hour, an hour.

Ye Huan did not come out from the sixth floor of the martial arts building, the thin old man smiled, this time he won.

"What are you proud of, maybe you won't be out in three hours."

The round-faced old man said aside.

"Jealous, you are jealous."

The thin old man said proudly.

After two hours,

Three hours later, Ye Huan still hadn't come out of the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Building.

The two old men looked at each other and saw the unexpected look in each other's eyes.

Is that Ye Huan really interested in Wanzu?

Otherwise, how could it be possible to stay in the sixth floor for so long.

Four hours, five hours, six hours...

A morning passed quickly.

The two old men looked at the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Building. There was no surprise in their eyes, and some were only in shock. What did the little guy do on the sixth floor, why did he stay for so long.

...

It was getting late, and the Martial Arts Building was about to close. Looking at Ye Huan on the sixth floor, who still had no sign of showing up, the two old men looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They changed the time Ye Huan came out of the sixth floor again and again, but still couldn't guess.

"That kid probably fell asleep on the sixth floor."

The round-cheeked old man guessed.

The thin old man looked at him with a look of approval. Apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

The sixth floor only has Wanzu Original. How could a young man be so interested in Wanzu Original that he stayed in the sixth floor for a day.

Just when the two old men were about to go to the sixth floor to wake Ye Huan, the door on the sixth floor that the two old men wanted to see finally opened.

Ye Huan walked into the elevator door, looking really sleepy.

The two old men looked at each other and strengthened their previous thought.

That boy Ye Huan slept on the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Building, and he slept all day.

Whether it is the two old men who have never come later is not sure, but Ye Huan is definitely unprecedented.

Ever since the martial arts building was built, I have never heard of anyone sleeping on the sixth floor.

"You actually stayed in the sixth floor for a day, how was the harvest?"

When Ye Huan passed by the two old men, the thin old man spoke sarcastically.

"Yes, the sixth floor is really good."

Ye Huan told the truth, because his orifices were exhausted, he felt a little tired and yawned involuntarily.

The thin old man was speechless.

Of course it is very good, the sixth floor is very quiet, it is really suitable for sleeping.

The thin old man complained wildly in his heart.

Ye Huan left.

"The kid will come back tomorrow, can you let me in?"

"Let in, why not let in, there is no rule in the martial arts that you can't sleep on the sixth floor."

The round-faced old man smiled and said, in fact, he was quite puzzled. Ye Huan's body was depleted of vitality, and sleeping should not consume his vitality. The round-faced old man was actually curious about what Ye Huan was doing on the sixth floor.

Maybe after the kid comes a few more times, he will be able to see some clues.

The thin old man looked suspiciously at his companion, always feeling that his companion had noticed something but was hiding it from him.

The thin old man decided that when Ye Huan came over next time, he must observe carefully, maybe he could find it too.

After Ye Huan returned to her residence, she fell on the bed and fell asleep.

After looking at the original Wanzu for a day, and adding that his eyes changed again, Ye Huan's energy and energy were consumed enormously.