What's the use of thinking about these things?

The time that has passed will never come back again. The fact that she can wake up in this world countless light years away and continue to live is a miracle in itself. It is absurdly true and truly absurd. There is nothing else that can compare to her existence.

Which surprised her more?

As soon as he thought about this, Feng Shu's mood suddenly calmed down.

The master is no longer here.

Senior brother is no longer here.

The once galloping arena has disappeared.

The Feng family, which she loved and hated in the past, has also disappeared.

Only she survived across thousands of light years.

In her limited life experience, nothing was more extraordinary than her rebirth. Whether it was secretly embroidering her wedding dress or being forced to experience the erotic dream of King's Landing, nothing compared to her experience of going from death to life.

Worth mentioning.

Feng Shu closed his eyes and his mind started to work automatically.

No matter how many times she has experienced it, Mengmeng is still puzzled and fascinated by her way of practice.

"Hey, I don't believe you really haven't thought about it at all. Looking at your past memories, you obviously loved that donkey rolling to death, but it doesn't make sense to be so crazy emotionally but so restrained in action.

I see that you are not the kind of person who doesn’t always mean what you say and do. How come you say one thing and do another without really meaning what you say?”

"Actually, you don't love that man that much, right? Although I have never been in contact with a real person, but judging from your memory, that donkey rolling around is a bit weird and not like a human being."

"Are you really unable to hear what I'm talking to, or are you just lying? You always bother me when I obviously don't want to pay attention to you, and I can't stand you. Why are you still silent now that I've talked so much? I'm so patient.

What a cruel, cruel human being."

In view of the master-servant contract, it has no way to crush her with absolute strength and easily obtain her thoughts like before the contract was formed. It would be fine if she was a careless person, but on the contrary, she is a defensive person

It is extremely high, and now its status is reversed. She is its master and its servant. When she is unwilling to reveal her own thoughts, it really can't do anything to her.

Even if you still have the strength to achieve your goal with force, you will certainly encounter backlash, even revenge from her. No matter how weak it is, she is still its nominal master. As long as she has a little understanding and wants to punish it,

It's simply not too easy.

Mengmeng Su Ri'an was unwilling to give in, but for the sake of safety, she still convinced herself not to annoy her too much, so as not to cause trouble and make herself suffer in the future.

It stayed quietly in the depths of Feng Shu's sea of ​​consciousness until the figures of Su Yihang and Zhuang Dun suddenly appeared in the room.

"Since we can't find out, what are we doing here now?"

"Hair, blood."

"Boy Su, I'd better leave first. You can investigate as much as you like, don't drag me into trouble."

"Mr. Zhuang, you still owe me a lot of favors. I need you right now. Wouldn't it be too boring to just leave?"

"You brat, you want to kill me. You know she's weird, but you still let me stroke the tiger's beard. You're asking me to die."

"No, since you have accepted us as your servants, you will definitely not kill us without asking us to do anything. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Nothing will happen, nothing will happen, nothing will happen. Why don't you do it yourself?"

"Because I don't owe you a favor, but you owe me, so I have the final say this time."

"A guy who talks shamelessly will never know how he will die in the future."

Although he was aggrieved, Zhuang Dun still carefully observed and stretched out his hand towards Feng Shu's head.

The goal is to collect at least three hairs.

Naturally, Mengmeng would not let him succeed. It knew that these two humans could not have no ideas at all, but it thought that the small punishment before would make them realize that the situation was not good. Now it seems that it obviously still underestimated the knowledge of humans.

The courage to work hard after shame.

"ah!"

"Boom!"

The two of them suddenly fell to the ground. They couldn't even hold their heads and call for help. Their whole bodies were twitching.

The physical pain was bearable, but what frightened them was that it was as if something had been taken away, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness stung. After a while, the two of them were like dead dogs, and their bodies were limp and unable to lift them.

Their breathing was so low that it was inaudible. If their chests were not still rising and falling, to anyone, they would be just two corpses.

Mengmeng did not threaten them with words this time. After absorbing part of their memories in an instant, she stayed in the depths of Feng Shu's sea of ​​​​consciousness and watched the changes. If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Well, to be precise, it is not moving.

Even if the servant moves, it will not move.

After about two hours, Su Yihang and Zhuang Dun looked at each other, got up and quickly left her room.

"I told you not to provoke her, but the stimulation I received before was not obvious enough? She obviously really has a backing. Fuck, it's been a long time since I've seen you, and I was actually raped by a little girl here."

"Drink tea."

Compared to Zhuang Dun's dark expression, Su Yihang looked like he was sincerely happy.

Zhuang Dun took the tea and drank it, "She has once again proved that she is a tough one. Why are you so happy? Maybe we will always be inferior to others. Don't tell me you really like being a slave that much."

"Being inferior to others? You think too much."

Su Yihang narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

Zhuang Dun snorted, "That's fine, what are you going to do now?"

"Do nothing and wait and see what happens."

"Since you weren't planning to do anything in the first place, why did you bother to alert the enemy?"

Su Yihang glanced at him and said, "You still know how to alert someone? You have a good culture."

"What? Only a little kid like you who is the master of the pavilion is educated?"

"I don't dare. Ginger is still spicy when it's old."

Zhuang Dun curled his lips, "I don't know how you learned it, you always come up with a bunch of strange metaphors."

Su Yihang smiled but didn't answer.

The red and blue seals suddenly lit up in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the eyes of the two people who were talking casually went dark. Without any preparation, they fell down softly and lost consciousness.

To be precise, Zhuang Dun completely lost consciousness. Three seconds later, Su Yihang opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

"who?"

Su Yihang looked around and didn't find the source of the sound. As for the person lying on the ground, he was stunned and reached under his nose to try.

"Are you talking to me?"

Mengmeng observed for a long time and found that he was carefully observing Zhuang Dun, showing a high degree of alertness.

The appearance is the same and the voice is the same, but this Su Yihang's eyes, tone and expression are completely different from the previous Su Yihang. Because the abnormality is too obvious, even the dullest person can distinguish it, let alone it is not dull.

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A wisp of black mist floated out from Feng Shu's sea of ​​consciousness, went straight through the wall, and rushed towards Su Yihang. He instinctively realized that something was wrong and turned his head to avoid it, but the black mist turned around and disappeared.
Chapter completed!