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Sang Luo's tone was sarcastic enough, and the content of her words was like adding fuel to the fire, which would have been very harsh to the ear under normal circumstances.
What’s more, it fell into Ji Congwu’s ears.
He sneered sinisterly, and then made a move that surprised Sang Luo as well—
As if unable to bear the uncontrollable physiological tears in his eyes, the man stretched out his equally pale fingers, and without any warning or hesitation, dug out his eyes with his backhand.
The system screamed: OH FUCK AAAA ...
“Is he crazy!!!”
Sang Luo narrowed her beautifully shaped eyes, her amber pupils sparkling. She sat up slightly straighter and curled the corners of her lips in interest. "Interesting."
system:"……"
This isn't interesting, this is terrifying!
The man in black expressionlessly gathered water to clean the eyeball in his hand, and his movements even looked very elegant.
After the cleaning was completed and the water disappeared, he pressed his eyeballs into their sockets.
The spots of blood that had overflowed from around the eye sockets flowed back.
In a flash, when he opened his eyes again, there was no difference from before.
No one could tell it had been taken off seconds ago.
Except for the burning dark red at the edges of his pupils, as if it were the flames of hell, he stared intently at the girl opposite him who was watching a show.
"Excellent." Ignoring the other party's murderous gaze, Sang Luo clapped his hands gently and gave the other party generous praise.
She was telling the truth.
The system's heart was beating wildly as it advised, "Host, stop provoking him."
Although the villain had no expression on his face, his emotions could be seen in his eyes - murderous intent and anger that could not be suppressed.
It felt like he was probably thinking of a hundred ways to kill the host in his mind.
No.
Ten thousand kinds.
He had been enduring it, only to suffer several losses at the hands of the host.
Even if the level is raised again, he is still cautious and unwilling to fight the host head-on.
If she keeps provoking him, he might not be able to bear it anymore.
Once the two sides fight, he will definitely know that the host is injured.
The system quickly presented these situations to Sang Luo over and over again.
Please, ancestors, take it easy!
It turned out that the system's guess was correct, and Ji Congwu was almost about to take action.
But he held himself back the moment he was about to make a move.
Past experiences and antisocial personality have given Ji Congwu abnormal endurance.
He is the kind of person who can spend a long time planning carefully in order to achieve his goals, and then secretly admire the final result created by his own hands like a ghost.
Day after day, year after year.
His endurance and willpower were trained to the extreme.
Ji Congwu had been insulted before, but he always took the most satisfying revenge afterwards.
But he frequently lost control here in Sang Luo.
Logically, he should be more in control.
But it has the opposite effect.
The main reason was that Sang Luo never took him seriously from the beginning to the end.
She didn't care if it angered him.
Her overwhelming strength is the basis of her arrogance.
Ji never calmed down, the murderous intent and anger disappeared from him.
He stared at Sang Luo, his deep pupils, whose dark red had faded away, looked like the purest obsidian.
"Your Luoshen Castle is now an unowned land. Aren't you worried that something unexpected might happen to it?"
Ji Congwu's voice is actually very superior, deep, magnetic and full of texture.
In a small space, it feels like the gorgeous sound of a cello being played in a concert hall.
Before the end of the world, if you were a CV, you would definitely be at the top of the pyramid and be loved by countless girls.
His previous behavior pleased Sang Luo. She was in a good mood to talk to him and was very friendly. "What kind of accident could happen? My servants are not fools."
"Really?" Ji Congwu smiled meaningfully.
Sang Luo stretched, showing off her soft and attractive body. The man's eyes did not linger on her body for a moment, as if the breathtaking figure was air.
"If I were you, I'd be more honest and stop thinking about threatening your master all the time." She parted her red lips and spoke lazily in a long tone, "Be careful, you won't be able to bear the consequences."
She stood up as lightly as a cat and walked up the stairs slowly. When she reached the fifth step, she turned back and said, "Believe me, if there is any problem with Luoshen Castle, you will definitely regret it."
The fiery figure disappeared on the second floor.
Ji never took his eyes off.
There are three bedrooms on the second floor of the villa, and Sang Luo naturally chose the largest one - Sang's father and mother live on the first floor.
She went straight into the bathroom.
The conditions here are obviously not comparable to those in the bedroom of Luoshen Castle, or even the top-floor apartment of Moonlight Cottage.
No bathtub, only a shower.
The advantage is clean and simple.
Sanlo turned on the shower.
The system chirped, "Although you warned us just now, what if the villain really goes directly to Luoshen Castle?"
Ji never mentioned Luoshen Castle, it was clear that he wanted to steal our crystal.
The system heard it.
Sang Luo let the water flow slowly and steadily wash over his body.
Without a bathtub to bathe in, she can directly control the water system to clean herself without taking off her clothes.
After that, you can also wash clothes at the same time, and then decompose the water flow again and disappear.
This is a lazy method she invented herself.
Who would have the energy to precisely control their supernatural powers just to bathe in this way?
But standing under the shower and washing like this is also a unique experience.
Sang Luo did not answer the system. She closed her eyes and took out shower gel and shampoo from the space.
The system just watched her without doing anything, and used its mental power to control the pouring of an appropriate amount of shampoo on her hair. Then it used its mental power to condense two invisible hands to rub her hair instead of her own hands.
“…”
It was stunned.
Developing mental power to such an ability, just for washing hair... He is worthy of being Sang Luo.
"He doesn't dare." When they were almost done washing, Sang Luo suddenly said.
The system paused before realizing she was answering its earlier question.
"..." It sang a counter-tune, "Why not? The villain must also know 'space folding'. He knows the exact location of Luoshen Fort and can get there directly in a short time. You can't use space folding now, so you can't go back."
"When the time comes, he'll just wave his hand and Luoshen Castle will be gone!"
Sang Luo suddenly said "Huh", and the system was waiting for her next words.
……No.
Sang Luo changed into a light green silk nightgown and controlled the evaporation of moisture in his hair.
In the blink of an eye, the wet hair became fluffy and dry. She applied hair oil on it and said:
"Your villain is scared to death of me. Before he completely controls me, he will only bluff and say a few words to vent his anger."
The system was silent: "Are you sure he doesn't hate you to death?"
Sang Luo: “Is there any difference?”
The system thought, what a huge difference.
It really didn't see that Ji Congwu was afraid of his host in any way, and what he really wanted to do was to tear the host's tendons and bones apart.
As for bluffing?
...Who is bluffing now?
etc……
control?
"What control?" The system was a little confused.
After applying the hair oil, Sang Luo put a facial mask on her face. She walked out of the bathroom and sat in the only wooden chair in the bedroom.
The invisible hands formed by spiritual power began to change the bedding like a hardworking house elf.
"Why do you think your arch-villain Baba came to visit?"
Sang Luo promised Sang Tuo to fulfill the agreement, so his behavior would naturally be similar to that of the original owner.
Her purpose was just to take the two elders of the Sang family away.
So when he met Ji Congwu at the city gate, Sang Luo was too lazy to pay attention to him.
As long as Ji Congwu was always around her, she would not waste any extra energy on doing anything to him.
She can't kill him, so why should she bother with that?
But he came up to me on his own initiative.
System: "...Isn't this a gesture of goodwill and peace?"
It thinks so.
He paid her a visit, brought a box of fruit, helped her teach the man a lesson (although he was too cruel, it was in line with his villain character), and chatted with Sang's parents.
No matter how you look at it, it's a gesture of goodwill and a request for peace.
But the host started off by being sarcastic and cryptic, and that attitude... would make anyone furious.
With the character of the villain, what do you want?
...Naturally, the hatred between the two sides continued to deepen.
To sum up, if the host's attitude was a little better, things would definitely develop in a different direction.
"Ask for peace?" Sang Luo smiled softly and sweetly, as if hearing a nonsensical joke. "If I were Ji Congwu, I would fight him till death for the rest of my life."
system:"……"
The system was in a complicated mood: "Are you basing your judgment on the villain's personality, or on your own judgment of his actions?"
Sang Luo smiled but said nothing.
After a moment, she said, "Tsk!" "Sure enough, it's easiest to just kill him."
The system brought the topic back to "control".
"Of course it invades my brain." Sang Luo bent his finger and tapped lightly on his temples.
The system became nervous, as Ji Congwu's mental power was at SS level.
In the fight with the higher-dimensional being, Sang Luo's spirit suffered the greatest impact and he has not recovered yet.
She deliberately used her two hands to do things for herself. In the eyes of the system, she was a spendthrift, and the system didn't worry at all about whether it could bear the burden.
Now, facing an SS-level intrusion, it's like the top-notch safe has become an ordinary security door...
"Can you stop it?" it asked uneasily.
Sang Luo played with the ends of his hair and said slowly, "I don't know."
system:"!"
Ancestors, it’s already this time, can we be serious?
Seeing that it was so panicked that the database seemed to be trembling, Sang Luo rolled his eyes elegantly: "I'm not panicking, why are you panicking?"
system:"……"
I'm panicking because you're not panicking.
Sang Luo yawned. She was indeed not as energetic as before.
If she was sleepy before, it was because she wanted to sleep.
Now it is the body that has to sleep.
The bedding is made.
Sang Luo lay down on it.
Although the bed was a bit hard, it was much better than the accommodation conditions in the car.
The system watched helplessly as she fell asleep without any burden.
I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.
If the villain comes up to launch a sneak attack...
It directly set its scanning range to downstairs, keeping an eye on Ji Congwu's whereabouts.
Ji Congwu has been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, and it seems that he is also sleeping?
The system is not accurate.
Sang's parents were chatting happily with an old man in Villa No. 8 opposite, and they kept mentioning Sang Luo.
Sang Luo's return has invisibly made the two old men look much younger.
Thinking of Sang Tuo, the system sighed.
The host told the two old men that Sangtuo was recuperating in Luoshen Castle, and how would he explain it when he took him over?
If I tell them the truth, can the two old people bear it?
But the host must have a way... right?
The system focused its full attention on Ji Congwu.
This is the most uncontrollable danger.
Its ancestor was not on guard, so it had no choice but to let it come.
If Ji Congwu makes any unusual movements, it will wake up Sang Luo immediately.
The sun gradually set and the light in the room dimmed.
Ji Zongwu, lying on the sofa, didn't move at all from beginning to end, like a sculpture blending into the darkness.
It was completely unlike its host who was sleeping soundly and tossed and turned in bed several times.
What was a little strange was that Sang's parents had been staying at Bian Linan's house to reminisce with Old Man Bian.
The system could only guess that perhaps Sang Luo had hinted something to them, reducing the time the two old men spent with Ji Congwu.
Just as I was thinking about it, the system suddenly received a communication from the senior.
It turned out that the senior had completed another mission and had heard about the host's great feat of beating back the higher-dimensional being, so he came specially to congratulate it.
I am so envious of the system, the senior has completed another order!
The senior comforted it: "Although I am efficient, your quality is high. You are an extraordinary host."
The system thought: That’s really unusual.
Senior: "As you know, the System Bureau receives countless small worlds. When a small world has problems, it will choose a host and then send the system to assist in completing the task to repair it."
System: “Hmm.”
Senior: "Then you should understand how huge this data is. And among so much data, your host is the only one who can make higher-dimensional beings helpless, and even fight them back. For this reason alone, you are lucky to be her system."
The system melancholy relayed today's events to the senior: "She's injured now, and her strength has been greatly reduced. If we're not careful, she could easily fall over."
Senior: "Think carefully about your host's behavior."
system:"?"
The senior patiently said, "Since she's so relaxed, she must be well prepared. Your host will never allow herself to be invaded by the enemy."
The senior paused and said, "Based on my experience, she's most likely setting a trap."
After hearing what the senior said, the system suddenly became enlightened. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the senior's analysis made sense.
Seeing that the suggestions were almost complete, the senior turned to throw out another piece of news: "There are many diamond-level systems in the bureau who have applied to the Lord God to exchange you."
The system, which was full of Sang Luo's thoughts, seemed to be jolted by a strong electric current. It jumped up and said, "What!"
Theoretically, a host is only bound to one system during the completion of a task.
There is no such thing as returning the product if you don't like it.
The system is not cabbage.
The host has the right to complain, but almost no host will use this ability.
The host and the system have a cooperative relationship, and the system characteristics of different worlds and systems are different.
No system wants to harm the host, and every system will try its best to complete the KPI.
This results in a friendly relationship between the host and the system in most cases.
Even if there are a small number of people with whom the relationship is not good, the host dare not complain.
The system has the power to erase everything, and it is unwise to offend the system.
Unless the host doesn't want to live.
In history, there have naturally been hosts like Sang Luo who didn't want to live at the beginning, but they are rare.
Those who encounter this type of host are either senior systems with rich experience;
Or it is a special type of system that is not that intelligent and only acts according to programmed instructions.
Unfortunately, the system has neither of these two characteristics. It is a newly born system with no experience, nor does it belong to any special category. It has high intelligence - it is no different from humans.
A novice system with zero experience encountered a host who didn't want to live at the very beginning, and was finally controlled by it.
It is God's will and it is only natural.
Sang Luo is famous in the system bureau. By assisting such a host, and finally succeeding in the mission, the rewards received from the system will be no less than that.
The system is a novice system. At this time, it is a normal operation for a senior diamond-level system to apply to replace it.
——No matter where you are, it is normal to grab cases.
However, this kind of situation is rare, and the Lord God will judge based on the specific circumstances.
And it often happens between senior systems.
The system was a novice system that was on a mission for the first time. The senior system realized Sang Luo's extremely high value and made an application, which was somewhat bullying to it.
…
The system was like a bolt from the blue. The entire system was stunned. They never expected that such a thing would happen to them.
How can it compare to the senior diamond level system?
Senior: "Don't you think your host is difficult to serve? Isn't this a good opportunity to withdraw?"
The system said urgently: "How can it be the same? She is my host! I can't give her to another system!!"
No matter how difficult it is to serve him, he has worked so hard to assist for so long. Now the senior system wants to come and take advantage of the situation. Bah, it’s wishful thinking!
The senior sighed.
The system was so flustered by the sigh that it was at a loss. "Did the Lord God agree?"
Senior: “Of course…”
The system felt a sinking feeling in its heart.
Senior: “No.”
system:"……"
After all, he was still too inexperienced. The senior shook his head and said, "It's just that I didn't agree this time. Your host is very special, and many eyes are watching you. If you want to be bound to her forever, just think about your complaints in your heart and don't say them out loud."
The system's IQ seemed to have been recharged this time, and it quickly understood: "Can our communications bureau see it?!"
It shouldn't be.
Its communication with its predecessors was private, so there was no reason for the System Bureau to know about it.
unless……
No, no, no, how could it doubt its predecessors.
Senior: "Remember, the Lord God knows everything."
"!" No matter how low the system's IQ is, it can understand the meaning of this sentence.
It was slow to realize things, so as long as the Lord God wanted to, the words it and its predecessors said to the host would be known to the Lord God in a matter of minutes?!
In other words, the Lord God will determine whether or not to change Sang Luo's system based on its attitude.
The system is about to cry.
It understood that if it were not for the existence of a higher dimension, the Lord God would definitely not focus on the host.
It quickly expressed its stance silently, saying that it would do its best to assist the host.
By the way, it also revealed that the host had a bad temper - what it said was the most factual, without any exaggeration.
Only if it has fully understood the host's personality and temper, changing the system may backfire.
After expressing its stance, the system felt its consciousness become hazy and confused.
By the time Qingming comes again, its communication with its predecessor has ended.
At the same time, it gets a very clear message: the last time
The system, which was originally a little confused, suddenly became as clear as day.
——It was absolutely certain that this was left by the Lord God!!!
The last time, does it mean give it one last chance?!
The system, which was afraid of the end, could not help but get excited:
The Lord God actually pays attention to me!
After Sang Luo woke up, the system did not tell her about this.
It seemed as if Mr. and Mrs. Sang from Bian Linan's family said goodbye and came back on time.
Sang Luo took out the ingredients from the space, and Mother Sang showed off her cooking skills and made four dishes and a soup.
Ji Congwu went to another bedroom on the second floor.
If we say that before, Mr. and Mrs. Sang regarded Ji Congwu as a servant, it was because of [cause and effect].
So when they ignored Ji Congwu - or simply didn't see Ji Congwu as a person - it was Ji Congwu's own fault.
"Lolo, where is Xiao Ji?" Mother Sang suddenly remembered that her beloved daughter seemed to have brought back a servant.
Sang Luo said casually: "Let's go."
Father Sang kept picking up food for Sang Luo.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was joyful.
After eating, she arranged for the two elderly people to go back to their room to rest.
They haven't had a good rest in the past six months. They have been on edge and suffered from insomnia for a long time.
Now that the tension was removed, they fell asleep almost as soon as they touched the bed.
Before going to bed, Mother Sang was still telling Sang Luo to go to bed early as well, and she was full of concern for him.
But now the concern is solid and happy.
Both my daughter and son are alive and well, and my daughter has become so strong that she has enough ability to protect herself.
Even if these two old people were to meet their ancestors now, they would die without regrets.
After settling Sang's parents, Sang Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
The expression of the original owner disappeared.
Even without these details, it is clear that she is different from the original owner.
The original owner was actually a very simple rich girl, spoiled but not very cunning.
You can see through it at a glance.
Sang Luo is different.
No one could tell what she was thinking from her eyes.
She was like a hazy mist.
It's so light that I can't see or catch it.
The difference between the two can be seen at a glance by those who are close to them.
Sang Luo returned to the second floor and glanced at the bedroom where Ji Congwu was.
The invasion was fifty percent successful.
It's quite fast.
It was worth it for her to quietly let go.
Ji Congwu is a cautious and suspicious person.
If she let him go too obviously, it would be too easy for him to invade and he would only become suspicious.
Only by giving the other party a proper amount of slackness and making him think that she is lax will he seize the opportunity and loopholes and act in full force.
With a faint smile, the girl swayed her slender waist that could be held in one hand and returned to her room gracefully.
“…”
The man standing by the window in the bedroom merged into the darkness, and every move of Sang Luo was covered by his mental power.
The smile she showed when she looked at his bedroom before entering the house naturally caught his eye.
Ji Congwu's brows were furrowed with wrinkles that he himself was not even aware of.
Immediately, he angrily calmed down the fluctuating emotions caused by Sang Luo's smile.
After an unknown amount of time, he "saw" Sang Luo lying on the bed and sleeping again.
Her defenselessness made the villain suspect that she had already discovered that he was invading her brain, and she pretended not to know in order to take advantage of his trick and set an ambush.
Whether it is true or not, it fully demonstrates her confidence.
Being overconfident is arrogance.
In the end times, arrogance can be fatal.
In order to ensure 100% success, Ji Congwu also wrote a talent that can add a good luck buff.
In the early hours of the morning, seventy percent.
He waited patiently.
Sang Luo's brain seemed to be reinforced with a layer of anti-theft lock that was not very complicated.
If the other party does not resist, Ji Congwu can easily unlock the door and break through it with his mental strength in an instant.
But since Sang Luo couldn't find out, Ji Congwu had no choice but to use the most gentle and unnoticeable method to slowly "pry the door open".
Time will naturally lengthen.
When Sang Luo fell asleep and relaxed, the locked door would have more loopholes.
Another long time passed.
It was a few minutes to four in the morning. The night sky was as dark as ink, with no stars or moon. The base was pitch black.
In the darkness, Ji Congwu slowly opened his eyes, and the inhuman dark red at the edges of his pupils gradually darkened.
With the blessing of good luck, the lock in Sang Luo's mind was gently "opened" by him.
He didn't "open the door" immediately.
Although after pushing the door open, he can completely control Sang Luo.
Two minutes later, he pushed open the door.
The next second, a terrifyingly huge torrent roared and rushed towards Ji Congwu!
Sure enough, an ambush was set for her.
Ji Congwu curled his lips silently.
He pushed back with even stronger mental strength.
It was like two angry S-level monsters fighting each other madly.
One end devours the other with great speed.
Obviously, the one representing Ji Congwu is the door opener and has the advantage.
The side representing Sang Luo began to fall apart.
It wasn't long before it was completely devoured.
The so-called ambush has been cleared, and now we can enjoy the fruits of victory.
The monster representing Ji Congwu took just two steps forward when something strange happened!
Once again, a "monster" exactly the same as the previous one rushed out from the front with a roar, and it was even bigger and more powerful than the previous one.
Then the second and third ones jumped out.
Ji Congwu: "..."
This is a sign of spiritual power. He just devoured such a big one, and now two more appear?!
In an instant, Ji came to a conclusion.
Not only did Sang Luo awaken his psychic powers! His level was even higher than his!
And he never discovered this from the beginning to the end.
Or rather, he discovered it, but was influenced by Sang Luo.
——Because her mental power was higher than his, she guided him unconsciously without him noticing.
Damn it.
The man, realizing he had fallen into a trap, retreated angrily.
It's too late.
The roaring beasts surrounded him.
His brain became a book that could be read, being ruthlessly unfolded amidst the turbulent waves.
And he was powerless to stop it.
Ji Congwu was born in a twisted family.
His father is a scumbag who commits all kinds of bad deeds such as domestic violence, alcoholism, and gambling.
His mother suffered from this kind of oppression for a long time and developed mental problems.
She could not do anything to Ji Congwu's father, so she vented all her resentment on Ji Congwu, who was just born.
By abusing the season from nothing, I can gain a sense of pleasure and clarity.
When Ji Congwu's father found out about this, he found it interesting and joined the group.
When he was three years old, one of the couple died from drunkenness. He fell and his neck was hit by broken glass, causing a ruptured artery.
A man mistakenly took medicine with alcohol, which caused shock and death.
The police received a call with a dry boy's voice mumbling "Mom and Dad are not moving".
When the police broke into the house, they quickly determined that the couple in the house were dead.
In the corner, I found a scarred little boy, like a kitten.
Next to him was a cell phone with a broken screen, and there was hardly an inch of exposed skin.
He looked at the tall policemen with confused eyes.
The little boy was immediately taken to the hospital, where the doctor who treated him was shocked and angry.
In addition to the new wounds, there were also countless old wounds on his body. It can be said that he was abused when he was a baby.
It's a miracle that he is still alive today.
After conducting a trace examination and a forensic autopsy, the police concluded that both his parents had died in an accident.
No one sympathizes with this couple who are worse than animals.
After the little boy received treatment and recovered from his physical injuries, he was sent to a local welfare institution.
The director of the welfare home knew his situation and was also aware that his parents had not even given him a formal name.
So I decided to give him a name and let him share her last name.
The dean's surname is Ji.
The little boy looked at her and slowly uttered three words: "Ji Congwu."
Ji Congwu seemed normal in the welfare institution, but he grew up abnormally.
At the beginning, the dean felt sorry for him and treated him very well, treating him like his own son.
It wasn't until she accidentally discovered Ji Congwu expressionlessly tearing off the head of a baby bird that she felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
She began to pay attention.
There are many children in the welfare home, so quarrels and fights are inevitable.
But none of the children had any conflict with Ji.
Children's intuition is the most authentic.
Those children were afraid of Ji Congwu.
The dean realized that perhaps Ji Congwu had mental problems as he had been brutally abused by his parents for three years.
Adults think that he will forget as he grows older.
Obviously, he didn't.
After serious consideration, the director decided to invite a psychologist to the welfare home to talk to Ji Congwu.
The psychologist concluded that Ji Congwu was very healthy and had no problems at all. He was a sunny and lively little boy.
This result did not comfort the dean, but made her even more horrified.
She didn't know why, but she was certain that Ji was never pretending. His disguise could even fool a psychologist.
At that time, he was only six years old.
Not long after, an older child had an argument with Ji Congwu over the bed.
Because of the age difference and body size difference, Ji has never played before.
The dean came forward and asked the older child to apologize to Ji Congwu.
Two days later, the older child accidentally fell from the third floor and broke his right leg and two ribs.
The dean didn't want to doubt it, but he couldn't help but think that way - it was Ji Congwu who did it.
She didn't know what to do.
Then, she made a wrong decision.
She found Ji Congwu and asked him directly if he had done it.
After a few seconds of silence, Ji Congwu faced her and nodded frankly in acknowledgement.
The dean could hardly breathe.
At this time, she did something wrong again, and she reprimanded him harshly - in fact, she did nothing wrong. This is almost the reaction of normal people in this situation.
But in Ji Congwu's eyes, he answered the dean's question, but the dean scolded him angrily.
Even when he saw his indifferent expression, he threw the water cup at him.
He didn't hide.
He kept staring at the dean.
Those dark eyes seemed to be connected to the depths of hell, staring at people so hard that their scalps tingled.
The dean even felt that if he had a knife in his hand, he would rush over and kill her in the next second.
After that, the dean told the other children not to conflict with Ji Congwu and to stay away from him.
Ji Congwu suffered from cold violence for a long time.
Although he didn't seem to care.
…
It was a painful feeling to have his brain turned over, especially his dusty memories of the past.
Ji Congwu mobilized all his available consciousness, causing a terrifying storm in his brain, and used self-destruction to drive out the giant beast that was madly devouring him.
"Heh." He vaguely heard a dissatisfied breath.
The expulsion was successful.
Sang Luo appeared behind him and kicked him into the corner.
The lights come on.
The wooden chair in the room was moved behind her. She leaned in and sat down, tapping her toes lightly, watching coldly as the man in the corner struggled to stand up on the ground.
His face was so white and transparent that the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth looked very bright. This was also the only bright color on his body.
"Very angry?" Sang Luo opened his lips coldly, a mocking arc on his lips, "Unfortunately, you don't have the qualifications."
After a while, the man's hoarse voice sounded faintly: "Why?"
He asked why Sang Luo let him go.
If she hadn't withdrawn, his brain would have been destroyed by him just now.
"Let me think about it." Sang Luo frowned slightly, "Maybe you can still be of some use. After all, you are a rare SS-level psychic, and you are quite capable of fighting."
There was silence on the other side. After a moment:
"I will not be your servant."
Sang Luo sneered: "You made me stay up late at night, how are you going to compensate me for this loss?"
"what would you like."
"Not much," she said reasonably. "All your companion gifts."
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