"I can only say that your mental strength is truly too strong."
Bai Yumo praised sincerely.
There are many people in this world who possess control techniques, but it is rare to find someone who can do it like Shen Wuyou, who can directly bypass levels and forcibly control without any warning.
Moreover, she had been on guard just now, yet she almost got lost in her spiritual realm.
If the ability to control other people's bodies is an ability that Manjushage possesses, then the degree to which someone with strong mental power like Shen Wuyou can directly invade the spiritual consciousness and then control the human body has little to do with the ability of the original body.
To be clear, there are three types of control techniques:
One is to confuse people's thoughts and then encourage their behavior;
One is to invade the spirit's consciousness and control its behavior;
One is to seize the consciousness and forcibly control the body of others.
And Shen Wuyou's body brings her the third and most powerful kind of absolute control.
However, due to her own efforts, she also achieved the control ability of the first two, and was able to master them so skillfully.
In this way, if one day she encounters an enemy whose level difference is too great and she cannot successfully use the third control technique, she can effortlessly use the first two methods to achieve the purpose of controlling others.
"You have practiced this move well. Its power should not be underestimated." Yan Qingli praised.
This is what is meant by winning a battle without bloodshed.
"Of course I understand, it's just that this trick is very tiring and I don't use it often." Shen Wuyou yawned, looking sleepy.
Generally speaking, she can lead the other party by the nose just by talking, without having to expend any mental energy on this.
Moreover, improving mental power is also very tiring. You must exhaust all your current mental power and then get enough rest and recuperation before you can expand the capacity of your mental power.
As for that feeling...
It is no exaggeration to say that it is like the bitter feeling of not sleeping for three days and three nights, running 800 meters with an empty stomach, and then sprinting 100 meters. You are stuck on the edge of sudden death, and it is very uncomfortable. But as a demon, you cannot die suddenly, and can only endure the torturous feeling of anxiety, fatigue, drowsiness, but unable to fall asleep.
As she talked, she became tired.
Bai Yumo is at least a sixth-level Earth Rank warrior. As a beastmaster and a leader chosen from among thousands in the entire Xuwang Mountain, his mental strength is naturally not bad.
So when Shen Wuyou used control magic on her just now, he was really serious.
Now his head was dizzy and his eyelids were heavy. He reached out his hand randomly to touch the fur of the Wind Rabbit, found a warm and comfortable place, and gradually fell asleep.
At this time, the Swift Rabbit had also completed the promotion. His body was warm and he was lazily serving as a sleeping mat for several people. He felt comfortable and satisfied. He even had no objection to Shen Wuyou pulling his ears as a mattress.
The wind is cold and the snowflakes are flying.
The whistling north wind passed by my ears, and the warmth turned into a refreshing breeze, which was very pleasant...
The Swift Rabbit shook its furry body and chased Shen Wuyou in a very cute and adorable manner. It rubbed its huge head, which was as tall as a person, against Shen Wuyou, who had just woken up and looked sleepy. Its eyes, as bright as rubies, were full of flattery.
Shen Wuyou raised an eyebrow at it without surprise and asked:
"What? You want to carry me?"
Hearing this, the big furry, snow-white head nodded without hesitation, and then looked at Shen Wuyou with eyes that were cute enough to melt people's hearts.
Shen Wuyou knew what it meant, so he cruelly broke its fantasy: "You can't hold on to my spiritual essence. If you eat too much in a short period of time, you will explode and die."
"Hmm..." It tilted its big, round, cute head, then drooped it down dejectedly, probably because it understood what she said.
But it was only for a moment, then it raised its head stubbornly, rubbed her first, and then turned its head to look at its back. The meaning was obvious.
"You still want to carry me?" Shen Wuyou asked in surprise.
You know, although this rabbit looks cute and adorable like Bai Yumo, it actually has the same bad temper as Long Aojun. Except for its owner Yan Qingli, who can ride it, even Long Aojun will be kicked by it if he wants to rub against the mount, and then breathe out with disdain through his nostrils.
But who would have thought that such a bad-tempered Wind Rabbit could be conquered by a strand of hair!
Shen Wuyou was suddenly delighted and jumped onto its back without hesitation.
You know what, the rabbit fur is so soft and much more comfortable to sit on than Bai Yumo’s panda.
"Qingli~~"
She opened her arms and hugged Yan Qingli, who was riding the Swift Rabbit, enjoying the pleasure of holding her sister in her arms. She also smiled provocatively at Long Aojun, who was staring blankly at her.
Of course, Long Aojun couldn't bear it, so he immediately exerted force with his legs, bared his teeth, and rode on the flaming horse to chase after him.
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou smiled triumphantly, hugged Yan Qingli's slender waist tightly with both hands, and teased:
"What on earth do you like about such a childish guy?"
"I also want to ask you what it is that you like about Ling Wangqing?"
Yan Qingli was really puzzled, but now that she had mentioned it first, she naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity.
The Swift Rabbit was the fastest, and in the freezing snow, it naturally left those behind it a considerable distance. Therefore, their conversation was safe, undetectable by the wind.
Hearing this, Shen Wuyou thought about it seriously, and then replied:
"Because he looks just like me, and his temperament is also my type. As for his personality... although he's a little cold, fortunately he doesn't like to flirt with other women. Although he doesn't have sweet words, he's not cold-hearted either. As long as I push him, he still knows how to care about me."
Being rejected by someone coldly may happen once or twice, but if it happens for a lifetime, like holding onto a lump of ice that won't melt, even the warmest feelings will fade away and cool down.
Fortunately, Ling Wangqing did not disappoint her.
So, she couldn't let him down.
They keep pushing and giving, and one day their wish will come true.
She was just imagining the future so beautifully, but she didn't see the solemnity in Yan Qingli's eyes...
Sure enough, it's just this kind of 'like'...
How should she tell her that this was not a kind of liking for a future lover, but a liking for someone who was suitable and pleasing to the eye?
This so-called "like" is so replaceable that she might inadvertently hurt the fragile friendship that has been built up with great difficulty between the two people.
There is no attraction of personality, no attraction of soul, no harmony of character...
Just saying "I like you" is too pale...
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