After walking all day in her embroidered shoes, Feng Jiuyan's feet had blisters on them. Some places even had their skin rubbed off, and it was painful to touch them lightly.

She used her mind to inject the spiritual spring water from the space into the foot bath bucket, plugged in the power, and waited for the water to heat up before soaking her feet.

While waiting for the water to boil, Feng Jiuyan used his consciousness to scan the room where daily necessities were kept.

The room may not look big from the outside, but it’s a whole different world inside.

It is boundless and as big as the largest warehouse of a certain Wo supermarket.

The room is filled with all kinds of daily necessities, including electrical appliances, clothes, fabrics, sanitary napkins, toilet paper, instant noodles, skin care products, furniture and other daily necessities.

This was what Feng Jiuyan had looted during the last six years of the world.

The space has an automatic classification function, so Feng Jiuyan does not need to classify it herself.

She found very comfortable and soft sports shoes that were suitable for long-distance travel, and took three pairs according to Madam Feng, Feng Jiuli, and her own sizes. She also found needles and thread, cloth, scissors and other things.

Feng Jiuyan first made the brand new cloth look old, and then used her mind to sew the cloth onto the sneakers. In a moment, three pairs of sneakers were disguised with rags.

She looked at the three pairs of shoes rising in the air with satisfaction. The surface of the shoes was no different from the cloth shoes of the Great Yan Dynasty. No one could tell that these were fake cloth shoes mixed in from modern times!

At this time, the water in the foot bath tub had already heated to about 40°. Feng Jiuyan put her feet into the tub and began to soak them.

"Tsk, spiritual spring water is spiritual spring water. The wound doesn't seem to be as painful as before. Moreover, the fatigue in my feet has been greatly relieved." Feng Jiuyan muttered to himself.

After soaking for about half an hour, Feng Jiuyan dried his feet, pricked the blisters with a sterilized needle, applied the ointment to the wound, massaged until absorbed, and put on socks and disguised sneakers.

Hmm, it's quite soft.

She tried to walk a few steps and felt very comfortable, as light as a swallow.

Feng Jiuyan was very happy. This way, the journey of exile would be much easier.

Looking at the two pairs of shoes, one big and one small, on the ground, she decided that she had to find an excuse to help her mother and brother wear the shoes.

The time in space is different from the reality outside. One hour in space is only one minute outside.

Feng Jiuyan stayed in the space for an hour and a half, but in reality only one and a half minutes had passed.

After making sure that there was no one around, Feng Jiuyan came out of the space with an idea.

She took out the high-definition night vision goggles from the space and put them on, and she could move freely in the darkness.

Suddenly, she heard someone whispering not far ahead.

"Big Head Brother, Big Head Brother, you, you——"

"Oh, you little bitch! Who was it that begged me not to hit you just now? Don't forget that Master Meng ordered me to teach you a lesson. Do you want to be beaten, or do you want to serve me well?"

Oh, it turned out to be a pair of wild mandarin ducks having a secret meeting.

Moreover, it was half-reluctant, half-voluntary and half-forced!

Feng Jiuyan had no curiosity about these things, but... the voices of this pair of wild mandarin ducks were very familiar to her.

With a turn of foot, Feng Jiuyan quietly approached the place where the wild mandarin ducks were having a secret meeting.

Gently push aside the branches that block the view, and the face of the wild mandarin duck is revealed.

I saw a woman with her hair loose and her clothes taken off, revealing her beautiful chest.

A man was buried in front of two towering mountains, gnawing on them in ecstasy.

The woman called out softly, and the man kept talking.

She half-opened her eyes, her eyes were charming and she looked affectionate.

Only in this way can she suffer less physical pain.

In fact, she hated it very much!

If it weren't for that bitch Feng Jiuyan, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

Back then, she was also a popular girl in Beijing.

But now, she was humiliated into mud.

She will definitely let Feng Jiuyan have a taste of what it feels like to be bullied!

Feng Jiuyan curled her lips and said, "Tsk, the woman is indeed Feng Zirou."

And the wild man is Wang Datou.

Feng Zirou is also a weirdo. In order to avoid being beaten, she actually sells herself out to please men.

Feng Jiuyan smacked her lips. This green tea girl betrayed herself without even bothering to choose a man she could sleep with.

Tsk!

You know, Wang Datou is not a young man. He is already over 40 years old. At this age, he can be Feng Zirou's father!

When they were kissing, didn’t the little green tea girl feel that her father looked a bit like her?

And that body, wow, he's as fat as a flying wild boar.

He is short and fat, with droopy eyes, a thunder god's mouth, and a bumpy face, just like the kappa in mythological dramas.

Feng Jiuyan felt a chill. She had no sympathy for this at all. She thought it was all Feng Zirou's own fault.

This is what they call "those who do evil will eventually perish"!

Don't look at anything indecent, don't listen to anything indecent! Feng Jiuyan turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, Feng Zirou spoke intermittently.

"Big, Big Head Brother, can you agree to one of my conditions?" Feng Zirou held down Wang Datou's big hand with her snow-white hands.

"Let's talk about it after we're done. There's no point in asking someone to do something halfway! Be good, let go and let your brother take good care of you."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuyan stopped walking away.

Well, I have to listen to this live sex show tonight!

She wanted to see what evil tricks this little green tea girl Feng Zirou was planning!

So Feng Jiuyan took out a small stool from the space and sat down, chewing a piece of beef jerky in his right hand.

"Big Head Brother, you, just agree to it! Okay, wuwuwu——"

Feng Zirou sobbed, and the beauty's tears made Wang Datou feel even more itchy.

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