Chapter 2 Mental Riot
"The female mistress is looking at me like this, is she planning to send me to the correctional facility to keep Yun Miao company?"
Feng Yan didn't care about his current miserable appearance at all, instead he asked with a smile.
The correctional facility is a subsidiary of the Federal Association for the Protection of Females, and is specifically used to punish male beastly husbands who disobey discipline and harm their female masters.
The Yun Miao that Feng Yan mentioned was the one Jiang Wangyue discovered was the one she had offended the most in the original owner's memory. He had been in and out of the correctional facility three times within a year after their marriage.
This is the fourth time.
Jiang Wangyue suddenly felt his head hurt even more.
Or should we destroy it?
Jiang Wangyue, who was frowning and thinking, did not notice Lan Xue's complicated look at her. When she looked up, he instantly returned to his original appearance.
The most urgent task is to get Yun Miao out of the correctional facility. Jiang Wangyue operated the terminal on his wrist for a few times, then looked at Ji Li with an apologetic look in his eyes.
"Could you please come over? I'm afraid they won't let me go."
Ji Li's eyes moved slightly, then he nodded silently and jumped directly from the floor-to-ceiling window with a big hole in it.
Jiang Wangyue's face was suddenly filled with black lines.
Why don’t you all like to go through the door?
The cold wind that poured in from the hole made Jiang Wangyue shiver, and she quickly opened the wardrobe next to her that occupied an entire wall.
The moment all kinds of fancy and colorful clothes appeared in front of him, Jiang Wangyue felt that his eyes were strongly polluted.
The original owner is here with her to dress in dopamine?
After finding a dark green home outfit that was barely acceptable, Jiang Wangyue walked out without even looking at Feng Yan who was leaning against the wall.
Lan Xue turned around to look at him, and asked with a smile: "Do you need help?"
"You'd better serve your mistress."
Lan Xue didn't care about the sarcasm in his words. She lightly brushed off her coat and turned away.
The wound on Jiang Wangyue's neck was not deep. Lan Xue took out a small treatment device and leaned over slightly to clean the wound for her.
A strand of snow-white hair hung in front of her eyes. Jiang Wangyue moved her fingers, but still restrained the urge in her heart.
She used to scoff when her classmates said that most flower growers were attracted to white hair, but she didn't expect that she is really attracted to it now.
Jiang Wangyue's gaze moved to Lan Xue's open collar. From her angle, she could see his collarbone and a little bit of his pectoral muscles.
So white.
Whiter than those people on earth who claim to have fair skin every day.
I can’t imagine how beautiful this white would look if it were stained crimson.
"Madam, it's done."
The clear voice brought Jiang Wangyue back to his senses instantly.
She raised her hand and touched her neck, which was smooth.
It’s a pity that there is no anti-snake venom serum in the starry sky, otherwise Jiang Wangyue would definitely give himself another injection.
The sun rises very early on the Central Star, and when Ji Li and Yun Miao returned, the sun was just rising.
Jiang Wangyue's eyes passed across Yun Miao's pale face and lingered briefly on the black and gold military uniform.
Her words immediately made Yun Miao misunderstand her meaning, and his slender fingers touched the buttons of his military jacket.
Under Jiang Wangyue's shocked gaze, he took off his coat and shirt, revealing the crisscrossing whip marks on his body.
At the same time, a cold voice rang out, and Yun Miao asked coldly, "Is the female master satisfied?"
Jiang Wangyue sucked in a breath of cold air. Those whip marks were still bleeding, my big brother!
She quickly grabbed Lan Xue's hand and asked, "Is there a treatment cabin at home?"
"have."
"quick--"
"No."
Yun Miao put on his clothes slowly and interrupted Jiang Wangyue coldly.
"The Legion still has military matters to attend to, so I won't disturb the Lady."
This was the excuse he always used to evade the original owner, which often made the original owner furious but helpless.
But this time, as soon as Yun Miao turned around, Ji Li reached out to stop him.
"You have been suspended. This is an order from the Marshal himself."
Yun Miao blurted out "Impossible" and his face turned ashen in an instant.
He was abandoned.
Jiang Wangyue looked at his clenched fists and quickly tried to comfort him, "It's okay, let's heal our wounds first. It will be the same if we go back after we're healed."
If you have something to say, just talk it over and don't use violence. She can't beat a grumpy little lion.
Yun Miao, shrouded in endless sadness, could not hear Jiang Wangyue's words at all. In his eyes, there were only distorted human figures and sharp sounds.
The darkness from the depths of his spiritual sea instantly submerged him, gradually eroding his sanity.
The first person to notice something was wrong was Ji Li, and his face suddenly changed.
"Oh no! Yun Miao's mental power is rioting!"
What?
Before Jiang Wangyue could react, the violent mental power that was coming at him swept through the entire living room and gradually spread to the entire house.
Ji Li spread his wings and tried to subdue Yun Miao.
But Yun Miao's true form is a Frostfang Ice Lion, one of the strongest fighters in the interstellar space. Ji Li, who is not known for his fighting power, is no match for him at all.
"Bang——"
Ji Li fell heavily to the ground.
A giant beast shadow faintly appeared behind Lan Xue. He stared at Jiang Wangyue who was in the center of the storm, but did not move.
cold.
This is Jiang Wangyue’s most real and only feeling at this moment.
The white snowfield is endless, the blizzard is raging continuously, and large flakes of snow are whistling past in the strong wind.
Jiang Wangyue squinted his eyes slightly and looked around, while stretching his body which was almost frozen.
This is probably Yun Miao's spiritual sea, which is really worthy of his original body type.
So the question is, how can I use my mental power to help him sort out his spiritual sea?
Jiang Wangyue was very anxious because of the rapid hypothermia of her body.
Dead brain, think quickly!
"Buzz—"
In a place that Jiang Wangyue couldn't see, circles of transparent ripples spread out from her.
outside world.
Yun Miao had been subdued by Feng Yan and Ji Li who jumped out of the basement, but he was still struggling hard despite having lost his mind, and the violent mental power around him was even getting stronger.
Lan Xue placed Jiang Wangyue, whose hair had frozen and whose body was beginning to be covered with frost, on the sofa, turned around, took out two inhibitors and stabbed them into Yun Miao's neck.
Yun Miao's struggle paused, and just when they thought the inhibitor had taken effect, a deafening lion roar almost dragged them into a state of mental disorder.
Feng Yan and Ji Li, who were thrown away, looked at the white lion lying on the ground in horror.
Could it be that Yun Miao's mental strength has collapsed to the point where he can no longer maintain his human form?!
Lan Xue turned her head to look at the sofa first, and her pupils suddenly shrank after seeing the situation clearly.
Jiang Wangyue, who originally had only a little frost on the surface of his body, was now completely frozen!
It's over.
Federal iron law.
If the female master dies, the beast husband will die with her.
Feng Yan drew out a sharp blade that glowed with a dark purple light, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Since they were all going to die, why not let him kill this woman with a knife, so that...
Ji Li held him down, "Wait! Look! Something's wrong!"
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