Even though Jiang Si had already guessed it in her heart, upon hearing Lingyan's plea, she instinctively blurted out, "No, Lingyan, you can't do this. You can't make any decisions for Aying."
“Wipe away his memories, reshape his memories, and tell him that he is not your companion spirit, but a sentient being with his own consciousness. It is unfair to him for you to make decisions for him like this.”
Aying is different from Jiufeng. Jiufeng is obsessed with finding his partner and seems to be brainwashed by his people, obsessed with immortality.
The old, immortal vampire loved his blood and forced him into a contract.
She believed that if it was good for him, good for you, good for me, and good for everyone, then she took action to format his memory, reshape his memory, and make him cute and cuddly.
Ah Ying is the companion spirit of Ling Yan. They have known each other for over 2000 years, relying on each other. One of them is dying but doesn't tell anyone, while the other keeps it a secret for him. One wants to die with him, while the other wants him to live.
It would be easy to wash away, format, and reshape his memories, but that would be unfair to him, unfair to a pure spirit like him.
He was willing to die for him, willing to die with him. He was not a coward who clung to life, nor was he the kind of person who would do anything to survive. Therefore... she was unwilling to erase A-Ying's memories.
The light in Lingyan's eyes suddenly went out, like dark clouds obscuring the moon. "I know it's unfair to him, but I just don't want him as my companion spirit anymore."
If Jiang Si hadn't overheard their conversation, and if she didn't know about their relationship, she would have believed what Shu said.
"Really? You really don't want him as your companion spirit anymore?" Jiang Si asked, pressing him further, wanting him to tell her that he was decaying and his body was failing, wanting him to rely on her more. "He has been your companion spirit for over 2000 years. You're saying you don't want him anymore? Really? Or is there some other reason? Tell me."
Her spiritual eyes drooped, concealing all the pain within. Her body trembled slightly: "It was me who didn't want him anymore. For over 2000 years, I was fed up, I was disgusted, so..."
“Don’t say such things.” Jiang Si interrupted Lingyan: “Say such hurtful things, you will be in pain if you say them, and Aying will be sad if she hears them.”
"Don't presumptuously make any decisions for Ah Ying. If you really don't want him, if you're annoyed or fed up with him, just tell Ah Ying directly and have him come over and tell me that he wants to erase his memories."
"Owner……"
“You are my tree.” Jiang Si almost blurted out that she could rely on her, that she could tell her that even if she died, she shouldn’t be afraid of hurting her, that they could face it together. But the words stuck in her throat. “You have lived for more than 10,000 years, seen too many changes in the world, and seen through too many people’s hearts. You already know that dying is the easiest thing, and living is the hardest.”
"How difficult it is to find a friend or partner who trusts you wholeheartedly, depends on you, and would even risk their life for you!"
Ah Ying is his symbiotic spirit, his soulmate, friend, partner, and confidant. He can live for him and die for him. He only has eyes for him. How many people can have this kind of affection?
If her willow branch were to become an adult, and she were to die, unless the willow branch itself wanted to live, she would surely perish with it. This is the meaning of symbiosis, and this is the highest law of the shared existence of life and spiritual power.
"Think about it carefully yourself." Jiang Si couldn't bear to look at her tree. She was filled with sadness and pain. She said as if she was trying to escape, "A Ying likes my space and can absorb the spiritual energy in it. I'll let him stay in the space for now. I'm going back to sleep."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without looking back, leaving Lingyan in the kitchen with a willow branch wrapped around her neck, her eyes red and glistening with tears.
Jiang Si was furious. The thought of Ling Yan erasing A Ying's memories and giving her to Ling Hong made her even angrier. She stepped onto the back of the roc and headed straight for the plant pod. Holding a thin willow branch, she made Ling Xi move aside and started whipping Ling Hong.
Ling Hong: "!!!!"
Why did you hit him?
Didn't we already beat him up?
He was pinned down by this stinky snake and didn't do anything or run anywhere. What's going on now?
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Tool tree, oh tool tree, how pitiful.
It's pathetic, it even went up and smashed it.
Why is it that while all the other trees are lush and green, this one is a flamboyant red?
He's so arrogant, who else should we punish but him? He deserves it.
Jiang Si whipped Ling Hong's naked body until it was covered in blood.
There were many wounds, and beads of blood were oozing out.
Ling Hong stood in the tree pit, her eyes blazing with fury, gritting her teeth: "You madman, what did I do to you that made you rush over and hit me?"
Jiang Si raised an eyelid. "I'll slap you if I want to. So what? You want to bite me?"
Ling Hong roared in fury: "Damn it, let me go! I'm not Ling Hong if I don't bite you to death!"
Jiang Si clicked her tongue and said, "You little rascal, you really think highly of yourself."
Ling Hong was so angry that her eyes almost popped out: "Let me go! I want to eat your flesh, drink your blood, and plant my roots in your bones so you can be my fertilizer."
Seeing his demeanor, Jiang Si snapped her fingers, and the mental power suppressing Ling Hong vanished instantly.
With the suppression of spiritual power gone, Ling Hong was overjoyed and pounced on Jiang Si to take her life.
However, he overestimated himself. Before he could even touch Jiang Si, his neck was caught by the willow branch that was being smoked by Jiang Si, and then he was kicked away and fell heavily to the ground.
Before he could even get up, his head hit a heavy weight, and Jiang Si stepped on him, shoving him into a muddy pit in the plant pod. He ended up with a mouthful of mud, his hands and feet thrashing about like a turtle that had flipped over.
Jiang Si stepped on Ling Hong's mud-covered head, crushing it from every angle: "You little brat, I told you not to think so highly of yourself, but you insisted on being so confident, forgetting that in front of me, you are nothing!"
Ling Hong: "!!!!"
His head was shoved into the mud, his mouth was full of dirt, and he could only make muffled noises, unable to utter any other sounds. He could only wave his hands and kick his feet to show his pain and discontent.
Jiang Si stepped on his head from the front, then picked up a thin willow twig and whipped Ling Hong's muddy bottom hard from behind: "You little rascal, do you know you're nothing now?"
Ling Hong was completely naked and had his buttocks slapped; his tree was no longer clean.
What a disgrace! What a disgrace!
He hated it, but he couldn't overturn the ginger shreds that were stepping on his head, and his buttocks were burning with pain from being whipped.
Ling Hong became extremely aggrieved, stopped kicking and struggling, and began to sob.
Ginger shreds: "???"
Isn't that arrogant?
She only gave him a few slaps; his buttocks are so fleshy, it's not like she could kill him. Yet he felt wronged and started crying.
Jiang Dandan: "???"
Oh ho, the tool tree can't beat them and is starting to cry?
This is a very scumbag and womanizing move.
From now on, if Jiang Dandan, the king of the biggest fish pond in the entire galaxy, does something wrong, he should lose face and throw away his self-esteem. He should cry and cling to someone's leg at the slightest disagreement, regardless of his image, as long as it works.
Jiang Si moved her feet away and shifted them to the side.
Ling Hong sat up from the ground, no longer resisting, no longer arrogant, and no longer talking about drinking blood and eating meat. She hugged her legs, spat out the mud from her mouth, and began to complain like a child who had suffered countless grievances: "Waaah, no matter what I do, you don't like me. You only like Ling Yan. You hit me and scold me. Why?"
"I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted a companion spirit, I just wanted freedom. Am I wrong? Am I wrong?"
"I did nothing wrong, it's all your fault! Why do you all have companion spirits while I don't? I want a companion spirit too, to hug, kiss, and lift you up high, waaaaah!"
Ginger shreds: "???"
Is this thing some kind of serious illness?
Is there something seriously wrong with your brain?
And they were hugging, kissing, and lifting each other up high?
Whose companion spirit is so attached to its tree?
Forget it, I've already hit him and vented my anger, let him play by himself.
Let's go.
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
As expected, none of the people my aunt knows are mentally sound.
Look at this tree, red as an egg. It's clearly a villain, yet it's so pathetic in its villainy. With that kind of intelligence and skill, I wonder if it did something crazy to become a villain.
My aunt is such a powerful person. If I were her lapdog and her little follower, I could roam freely to the stars and the sea, and create spiritual fruits at will.
I really don't know what's wrong with this tree's head. How could it do something so stupid?
As Jiang Si left the plant pod, the other companion creatures and Ling Xi pointed and whispered at Ling Hong, who was holding her small and pitiful body: "Ling Hong, we're not talking about you, but you're really naughty. Why did you provoke your master? He's so powerful, killing you would be a piece of cake for him."
"Exactly! Is it so hard to admit that our master is powerful? Our master is powerful to begin with. All of us companion spirits combined can't beat her, let alone you!"
"As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. If you can't win, you should abandon the darkness and seek the light. A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on. There's no shame in that. Linghong, don't be too proud, or you'll be the one who gets hurt."
"Yes, yes, Ling Hong, look at you, you're over 2,000 years old. Everyone else's trees are blooming, but you've been beaten until your butt is all bruised. Aren't you ashamed?"
"Quickly take a picture. It's rare to see Linghong's buttocks bruised. Let's keep this as a memento."
One of the companion spirits gave a warning, and the other companion spirits opened their personal computers and slapped at Ling Hong in a frenzy.
Ling Hong sat on the ground, trying to turn into a tree, but found she couldn't. She was then pushed and fell face-first to the ground, her bruised and battered bottom sticking up in the air...
Jiang Si didn't go back to her room, but went to the cockpit and stuffed Jiang Dandan under the little Peng bird's belly along with the olive-green egg.
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
What's the meaning?
What's the meaning?
It is a dragon egg, a dragon egg, a dragon egg.
What does it mean to incubate it under a bird's belly?
A majestic dragon, weighing tens of tons. Was it hatched by a bird?
Are you kidding me?
Jiang Dandan felt utterly humiliated and tried to run away, but the little roc spread its wings and pressed down, pinning it firmly under its belly and incubating it along with its own egg.
Jiang Dandan: "..."
It's over. The Dragon has lost all face and dignity.
Jiang Si sat in the conductor's chair, her hands clasped over her stomach, gazing at the vast expanse of stars before her, a deep sense of defeat washing over her. She was an all-around powerhouse, and after living for so many years, she couldn't even save a single tree. What use was her all-around ability? Utterly useless. The two babies inside her seemed to sense her discomfort, churning and tumbling within her.
When Agares arrived, he saw his young wife, pregnant and huddled in the command chair, looking thin, small, and utterly insecure.
Agares walked over silently, condensed countless small balls of spiritual energy, placed them on her body and stomach, and took out a thin blanket from his spatial storage and covered his little wife with it.
He sat down to the side, turned on the holographic projection, and worked on the analysis of the war on Planet Kor while searching for information about the rebirth of decay.
Jiang Si, who was more than five months pregnant, slept until the next day. After getting up and washing up, she slipped into her spatial dimension.
After a day and a night of nourishment in the space, Ah Ying's skin was as smooth as jade, her hair was flowing and glossy, her lips were rosy, and she was full of energy, as if she had inexhaustible strength.
Jiang Si looked at A Ying, who seemed completely transformed, and asked, "How are you feeling?"
Ah Ying raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes bright and lively like a spring breeze: "I feel great, my whole body is full of energy, and my mental energy has been sorted out."
"I just used my mental power to pick fruit here. I picked millions of kilograms of fruit, and I didn't feel tired at all."
When Jiang Si heard him picking fruit, she looked into the distance and saw that there were indeed mountains of fruit. He picked millions of pounds of fruit without getting tired at all, which showed that his mental energy had truly been sorted out.
Jiang Si draped her hand over his shoulder and poured out her spiritual energy to examine and analyze his body, discovering that his body was indeed full of power, just as he had said.
A thought flashed through Jiang Si's mind, and she left her space with the Spirit Eye, appearing in the bathroom. She opened the bathroom door and said, "Go find the Spirit Eye and see if his body will get better because of your abundant spiritual power."
Ah Ying's eyes lit up: "Yes, Master, I'll go right away."
Ah Ying ran out happily as she spoke.
Jiang Si lifted her foot and walked to the door, but before she could step out, her stomach cramped, her heart ached, her legs gave way, and she fell heavily to the ground with a thud.
She then collapsed to the ground, her two unborn babies becoming increasingly active. Jiang Si, her face pale with pain, cried out with difficulty, "Agares, Agares..."
"Smack!"
Jiufeng was bound to the spot where Shu Xubai had disappeared, her long hair disheveled, her upper body naked, a needle hanging from her arm's artery, blood dripping from the tip, the blood falling to the ground and disappearing...
An elder from the Phoenix Clan's Elder Council slapped Jiu Feng hard across the face. After so many days of studying his blood with no progress in achieving immortality, his temper had flared, and his resentment had returned: "Clan Chief, I've already had people investigate. That filthy Vampire never left the Temple. Tell me, where did you hide him?"
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