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Chapter 273 Evil Thoughts

She woke up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, rushed to the bathroom immediately, brushing her skin from head to toe dozens of times, and even bleeding from some fragile places.

She wants to kill someone.

Who to kill?

King's Landing.

She knew that the sudden idea of ​​killing him was actually unreasonable, but who said that killing someone must be justified? There are many love, hate, and love in the world for no reason, and life and death for no reason.

She just disliked him, what's wrong?!

Feng Shu cursed in a low voice, finally calming down a little. He put on his clothes and wanted to fall asleep again. Seeing the wrinkled bedding, he once again wanted to kill someone. Finally, he tore all the bedding into pieces with his bare hands, and then he returned to the bathroom and soaked himself in the bathtub filled with cold water.

She sank, holding her breath, feeling the trembling of her limbs, and the darkness in her heart was endless.

What's wrong with her? Where is the problem? Or is there something wrong with the bubble I saw before? Judging from Fengqi Sect's meaning, that thing looks like a living thing.

Feng Shu's thoughts gradually moved away from Jun Lin's body and turned to Bubble's body.

"Mengmeng? Are you here?"

"Mengmeng is not here!"

Mengmeng's voice seemed particularly aggrieved for some reason.

"Here you come back? What's going on? You always run away when you need you, but you're on call when you don't need you." Feng Shu's tone was not very good.

"Don't call me if you have the ability!"

Mengmeng burped, "Good intentions are treated as donkey's liver and lungs, hum!

Who am I working hard for and whom?! I wouldn't have helped others if I had known it. I was just so happy. I was obviously not a guy who could recognize people or their estranged people. No, I know beasts or their estranged..."

It seemed like it wanted to fall asleep.

Feng Shu frowned, "Since you haven't left, what's going on with that bubble? Don't tell me you don't know at all, it will make me doubt whether the status of the so-called Feng family guardian beast is really so worthy of respect."

"You are the old man, your whole family is the old man! If you know, you won't tell you, bad guy!"

Mengmeng was furious and ran out of her sea of ​​consciousness angrily, rushed directly outside to cause damage.

The room was soundproof, so naturally she was not afraid that Fengqi Sect would hear the movement here. She let it vent and soaked for another twenty minutes before slowly cleaning the water marks. She looked at the purple body in the mirror for a long time, put on her clothes with a gloomy face, and wrapped her head from head to feet.

I don’t know if she should say she is disgusted or Junlin is disgusted.

Well, her reason is still there, so she naturally knows that it has nothing to do with Junlin. She just vented all her dissatisfaction on him because she had a nightmare. This is called venting anger.

She rarely gets angry, let alone vents her anger on others.

But it is obvious that she and Junlin have a disagreement, perhaps the kind of person who is born in a strange way in the legend?

Feng Shu reluctantly admitted that it was wrong that he wanted to have a sudden idea of ​​killing someone was like that dream.

"Don't think!" She pinched her arm hard, took ten minutes to blow her hair, barely packed her emotions before opening the door.

The room was even more messy than before. The mattress she had already torn once, and the object that was originally large, has simply turned into debris, and even the strips were difficult to maintain.

Other decorations such as cups, vases, tables and chairs were all turned into slags by Mengmeng.

She looked around and found a erratic fog-like body at the corner of the bed, black, sometimes thick and sometimes faint, sometimes weak and sometimes solid.

After Feng Shu cleaned the room, he packed all the garbage and threw it into the space button.

"Tell me, why are you in a bad mood? Just because I messed with you just now? I haven't had any quarrels before, so why are you so angry?

There are all things here. What if the principal and grandfather come to check tomorrow and find something wrong?

He wouldn't believe that I was destroying it, and he would definitely think of you. Do you want the tall image of your Feng family guardian beast?"

"Who wants anyone to take it, I think I'm interested?"

The sphere mist jumped up.

"I just want to ask you, what did you recognize the bubble under the sea before? Are you alive or dead? Will it make people have nightmares? It looks good to have good defensiveness. Can you get out the people inside and tell me the way to control the in and out? I want a self-defense thing. I can't control the mecha yet, and it's inconvenient to rely on others when I go out."

Reason came back, and Feng Shu naturally returned to his usual calm as he spoke.

"It is alive, and I dare not touch it easily. Do you think it will make you have nightmares? Even if you have the ability to get people out, it will have the ability to lock you in.

I don’t want Hongmeng to be a life imprisonment because you are involved! You can go as far as you go, and you will take a detour when you see it in the future. Don’t even know how to die in the end. This is my advice to you!"

Maybe I was really afraid of the bubble, and the foggy body suddenly collapsed, and suddenly disappeared from Feng Shu's eyes like a real smoke disappearing.

"Is this hidden from you again because you encounter something terrible? If you have the ability, you will never hide from you for the rest of your life."

Feng Shu searched around the room, but didn't find it, and there was no clue. Even if she thought about it now, she couldn't think about it, and she didn't want to think about it anymore. As long as she thought about the previous situation, she would jump directly to the nightmare just now, and her heart would immediately have evil thoughts. She didn't want to be plagued by distracting thoughts, so she began to practice boxing over and over again.

But as she practiced, she became so irritable that she wanted to continue to destroy.

"So, Feng Shu, you are not a good person after all."
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