Feng Shu woke up from the cold.

There was a dull pain in my head, but my body felt like it had been run over by a carriage.

She found that her whole body was wet, and there was a distinct smell of sweat, and the mattress under her body was unrecognizable.

Her vision changed from blurry to clear, and her thoughts changed from chaos to order. She finally remembered that she had had a nightmare.

Feng Shu's fingers were slightly bent, and he slowly raised them for a long time before his right hand covered the wrist of his left hand.

Fortunately, it's okay.

There were no broken bones or flesh injuries.

It's just that all the internal energy has been exhausted.

She blinked slowly and lay there for more than half an hour before she managed to sit up, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and staggered into the bathroom to take a shower.

Normally, a battle bath would only take ten minutes, but today, although she wanted to clean up quickly, she couldn't speed it up, and bathing became a laborious chore.

It took more than an hour for her to finally clean herself up.

"Mengmeng?"

"exist."

Its voice was feeble, which reminded Feng Shu of the description of frost-beaten eggplants, wilted.

"I had a nightmare before, was it you?"

"Do you think I would deliberately torture you at this time? I'm not sick!"

It started shouting when it got excited, but even so, Feng Shu could easily tell that it was not as lively as before.

"are you sick?"

"No! You are the only one who is sick."

Feng Shu slowly started to make the bed.

"Just ask someone to come in and clean it up."

Mengmeng said angrily, "I didn't mean to say anything to you. I'm just annoyed."

"What's bothering you?"

"When you were pulled by those two forces, I wanted to help, but I couldn't put in the effort anyway. It was as if I was being suppressed by something. I could only watch you suffer. Just let it go, don't

What a waste of effort, you need to rest now."

"It's okay. It should be safe now. No one from Lu Huan came in to check, which proves that things are still under control."

"How could they know what you've been through? Those two forces are simply not something ordinary people can detect."

"Is Lu Huan an ordinary person?"

"It's very ordinary, I mean, compared with those two forces."

Although the mattresses were very light, when she dragged them out of the bed, Feng Shu still felt that the originally negligible weight had become so heavy that all the bones in her body screamed in pain.

She didn't even bother to put on a new mattress, so she lay straight on it, panting like an ox.

"I told you to stop moving, but you didn't listen." Mengmeng just muttered, and then said, "Xiaojiu, after we go out this time, let's go back to Feng's house? Let Feng take you in person to improve your strength.

.I don’t want to wait around and not be able to help at all.”

"Do you know what they are?"

Her question surprised him.

"You don't know? The red one is the weird bubble, and the black one is the cold power that we have all sensed before. I suspect it belongs to the leader of Amanda Realm. Damn it, we are caught in a trap now.

Already."

In fact, it doesn't even know what a "turtle" is.

Feng Shu frowned and thought about it, and had to admit that its judgment was probably true.

She was not familiar with those two forces, but they were not completely unfamiliar. After all, she had sensed their existence before.

"You mean, I'm not having a nightmare, but they are really... fighting left and right, almost tearing me in half?"

"Yes, they directly treated you as a battlefield. I was so angry that they could enter your sea of ​​consciousness so easily. I was obviously there, but I was ignored by them. No, I should say I was suppressed by them at the same time.

, I can only watch from the side dryly, unable to move!"

Mengmeng did not complain about her low strength this time like before, but Feng Shu also knew that ninety-nine percent of the reason was her fault. If her strength was not too low, how could it not be able to counterattack with a single move?

She didn't speak.

"Hey, I don't mean to dislike you."

As if she was afraid that she would have random thoughts, Mengmeng rarely comforted her, "Actually, you have done a good job. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago, and there would be no way he could fight back. To be honest, I was completely suppressed by their power at first.

Later, I was too selfless to watch you fight back."

Feng Shu didn't quite understand what it said, "Counterattack? It doesn't count. From the beginning to the end, although my sword didn't miss, it was like air, and it didn't cause any harm to them at all."

"That's because you fainted later. In the last blow, the bubble merged with your sword, directly seriously injuring the black group. You didn't know that the world lord's soul power was completely defeated by your attack.

It’s just that I didn’t lose my soul.”

The scene was probably really thrilling, and Mengmeng's voice was finally filled with the passion of the past.

"But after all, it is stronger. Before it collapsed, it even defeated an entire army. The bubble was also hit, and it disappeared faster than the world lord.

I finally understand the essence of "snipe and clam competing against each other". Human beings are indeed more cunning. In this competition, you are a small player from beginning to end, and you are not taken seriously by them at all.

As a result, because of your special soul power, different energy emerged after combining with Bubble. If Bubble hadn't suddenly made a sudden mistake, or accidentally hit it, it might have been swallowed by the Realm Lord.

Fortunately, the situation was the other way around. It swallowed part of it before disappearing, and in the end both sides suffered losses, and neither of them could care about you."

Feng Shu searched his memory and found that there was no such scene.

"If that force is really the Lord of Amanda Realm, it must still be on the starship now."

"Maybe he's dead."

"Not too possible."

"I think that Bubble is probably dead. You don't know, at one moment I even felt a very strange emotion. It was like..."

Mengmeng scratched her head, "It's like it knows that it might die. It wants to get close to you, but it can't find your sword anyway. There is a human word that can explain that emotion very well.

, what is it? Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

Feng Shu felt a little strange.

When it first lived in her sea of ​​consciousness, she basically couldn't grasp its whereabouts and thoughts. After getting along with it for a long time, she didn't know whether it was released to her on its own initiative, or whether it was caught by her because she didn't pay too much attention.

She still doesn't know its thoughts and whereabouts, but she can interpret its emotions relatively clearly. However, she will still get a headache from its deliberate yelling. Although the degree is not as serious as at the beginning, it is still quite a headache when it really makes a fuss.

things.

Then, she inexplicably formed a bond with it, and the situation evolved to the point where even if it unleashed its lion's roar, it would no longer give her a splitting headache. Moreover, she could now quickly grasp its emotional changes, and occasionally even

Be able to understand its thoughts immediately.

As for its whereabouts, although she had not seriously asked about it, she instinctively realized that it would be difficult for it to leave her. Even if its suppressed strength would be fully revealed one day, if the contract was not broken, it would be under her invisible control.

Wherever she is, it is there. Even if she can leave, she will know where it has gone. If she asks it to come back, it will have no choice but to come back no matter how reluctant it is.

It was as if now, she actually "saw" it scratching its head, as if it were scratching its head to find the adjective.

"I understand! 'Attachment', yes, 'attachment' means 'attachment'. Bubbles is very attached to you."

Mengmeng was excitedly spinning in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, "It's strange, do you know it? It makes me feel like I'm very familiar with you. It's not just a simple familiarity, but I've been seeing it every day for several years and chatting with it.

Countless days, countless fights, countless sleeps, crying, laughing, playing and making trouble... Hey, what's the word for this kind of situation? Let me think about it, why is it cut off?

Weird, it’s obviously a very simple word…”

Feng Shu lay quietly, remembering the scene when he saw the bubble for the first time.

She kicked it as a cuju for a long time, and because it couldn't be broken, she even wanted to drag it back to Feng's house and use it as a golden bell.

In the end, there was no way to get Jun Lin out. Naturally, she couldn't get him and Pao to the Feng family's territory either, so she had to give up the idea.

She found two tubes of mental recovery potions from the space button and drank them.

"I know! It's 'getting along day and night'. Bubbles gives me the feeling that I've been with you day and night. It's very close to you."

Mengmeng's assertion brought Feng Shu's thoughts back.

"Close?"

She didn't feel it. At that time, she only felt that all the bones in her body were about to crack, and she thought she would be torn apart by two horses by an inexplicable force.

"It's true. You may be in too much pain, so you ignore its emotions. Believe me, I'm right. If I hadn't formed a contract with you, I wouldn't be sure. I'm 200% sure about this.

Say, it is really close to you."

"I have never known anything natural. I mean, if you don't count Mengmeng, I have never seen such a living thing in my life."

Feng Shu rubbed the bridge of his nose, "It should still be in that unknown place with Junlin. It pulled me there before, but now it runs directly to us? Even if there is no attack from another force, it will do it on its own.
To be continued...