Pei Ji, with his messy gray hair, looked the most well-behaved and innocent among the men who were coming at him aggressively. He bit his lollipop and even tilted his head in amusement, smiling sweetly at Ban Shu.

"Sister, can you explain?"

“…”

A handsome man in a gorgeous red robe was holding a sword in his arms. His eyes were extremely charming. When he saw Ban Shu, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Shu Shu..."

He was dressed in extravagant and complicated clothes, which made him stand out from other men.

It seems like the villain of a fairy tale drama, the Demon Lord, has walked into the wrong set.

But he is obviously much more handsome than those male stars in the entertainment industry.

"Mo Dan."

Panshu still remembers him.

Mo Dan's eyes were red as he said "hmm" in a hoarse voice.

Mo Dan never thought that he would see her again.

He had thought, thought she was truly dead… Now that he saw she was still alive, Mo Dan had never felt so relieved. Although she was dressed strangely and looked a little different from what he remembered, and even more stunningly beautiful now, Mo Dan knew the moment he saw her that this was his Shu Shu.

It can't be wrong.

Chen Que hugged Pan Shu tightly with red eyes, "Sister..."

Before Pan Shu could react, Chen Que was pulled away by a strong force. The young man's face was gloomy and ugly, "Who told you to touch her?"

Pan Shu was helpless: "Sheng Ye."

Sheng Ye's eyes suddenly turned red, "You still remember me... I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago..."

Sheng Ye said in a humble tone.

But it is a true portrayal of all the men present.

What they fear most is not that Panshu doesn't love them. After all, Panshu doesn't love anyone. Everyone is on the same starting line, and no one is nobler than anyone else.

But, what if Panshu forgets them.

To her, they were just strangers whose names she couldn't even remember, and that was more painful than killing them.

Pan Shu opened the door and said with a headache, "Go in and talk first."

"Host, you are back."

The system came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of noodles, still wearing a pink piggy apron. "I just learned..."

But when he saw the man behind Panshu.

The smile on his lips froze instantly.

Ban Shu: “…” She forgot there was another one hidden in the room.

"Who is he?" Pei Ji collapsed.

The system slowly took off its apron and glanced at Pei Ji with disdain, "Who am I? Do I need to tell you?"

Mo Dan looked around the room with a strange expression. "The spiritual energy in this world is so thin that it's as difficult for ordinary people to cultivate. But here, Shushu... the spiritual energy is even more abundant than in the world of immortal cultivation. It seems that the heavens also favor Shushu."

After reaching a certain level of cultivation, Mo Dan was already able to see the power of luck in everyone.

These men are all blessed with great fortune.

However, Pan Shu's luck is stronger than anyone else's. Mo Dan can't think of any other reason except that she is favored by heaven.

Pan Shu was stunned.

She didn't know that.

Mo Dan saw the clothes on Ban Shu and frowned strangely. "In your era, do women wear so little?"

"Tsk, old antique."

Sheng Ye sneered.

"Shut up." Mo Dan was not a good-tempered person. He raised his sword and pointed it at Sheng Ye's eyebrows with murderous intent.

Even the temperature dropped a few degrees.

"Shouldn't you give us an explanation?" This time it was Shen Wang who spoke.

There was a faint crimson at the corners of his eyes, as if he had just cried. From just now until now, he was so quiet that he seemed to have no sense of existence, but once he opened his mouth, he easily attracted everyone's attention.

Chen Wang spoke each word with great emphasis: "Who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

His weary brows drooped, and for no reason he looked even more gloomy.

"Cultivation, ancient times, interstellar, modern times..." Chen Wang closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he spoke a few words with difficulty. "How many worlds have you been to? Am I just a so-called strategy game to you?"

Mo Dan's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled.

yes.

They are just glossing over the truth.

Who wouldn't care? Who wouldn't want an answer?

Are they really just a trivial game to her?

These men had already met each other before Panshu came back, so it was easy for Panshu to reveal what he had done.

Pan Shu curled her beautiful red lips in annoyance, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked lazy and nonchalant.

"yes."

She smiled softly, "It's just a game."

Ruthless and cruel.

It was like a sharp blade piercing their hearts, causing them to bleed profusely.

The pain is so severe that I feel like I am suffocating.

"You people are quite greedy," Pan Shu sighed, "Why do you have to have my love? You love me, so you force me to love you back with the same love. But the truth is, I'm sorry, I don't love any of you."

Even though she said such cruel words, her tone was still gentle.

It's as gentle and sweet as saying "I love you".

"Ban Shu."

A low, elegant and intoxicating male voice, like a cello, came faintly from the door.

When he saw the man in the room, Chi Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You guys? Are you cosplaying?"

Chi Yu has disappeared since Pan Shu was discharged from the hospital. Firstly, he knew that he would not be able to say much to Pan Shu if he stayed there, and secondly, he had important matters to deal with.

After the matter was settled, he came to look for Panshu several times, but was unsuccessful every time.

There's nothing surprising about it.

She loves to play.

It was a pleasant surprise that we caught her this time.

Chen Wang's eyes were red as he asked, "Which world are you her target for capture?"

"What?" Chi Yu frowned, "Are you okay? I'm her serious ex-boyfriend, what kind of crappy strategy target is this? Can you even speak?"

He walked towards Pan Shu, his frown slightly loosening. "What are you up to now?"

Ban Shu: “…” This time it really isn’t the case.

Chi Yu stared at Mo Dan with interest for a few seconds, then looked at Chen Que, who was wearing the imperial robes. "Hey, who are you cosplaying as? It's really realistic."

"Why is your sword still emitting black air? And it feels so cold. Is cosplay so professional now?"

Mo Dan's pupils slowly turned red, like blood.

The smile on Chi Yu's lips froze, "...What the hell?"

Pan Shu quickly pulled him away and said, "Alright, stop talking."

Didn’t you see that Mo Dan wanted to kill someone?

No tact at all.

Chi Yu stared at Mo Dan thoughtfully for a few seconds, then said calmly, "Do you like this kind of guy? He looks like he has pink eye. Don't get infected."