In the flight field, Ji shuttled wantonly in the spiritual sea, and the pitch-black points of light fell down from the spirit body, constantly swallowed by the golden waves rippling around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The consciousness of belonging to the local is assimilating the foreign invaders step by step.

With some purpose, Zhang Yu did not resist and let it be devoured.

Now that it's already in, follow the previous plan...... Oh no, it's a word of plan.

Just like before, Zhang Yu didn't make any plans at all, and everything he was doing now was just conjecture.

With instinct to do a crazy idea.

The spirit is different from the body, and it is not something that can be transformed by transformation.

There are many ways to train the body, such as leather whips, dripping wax, steel ball pulling, electric shocks, and ...... Even if you like something a little heavier, the Iron Maiden is not out of the question.

But the spirit is different, the spirit is the embodiment of the heart and consciousness, and it is a mixed existence of the outlook on life, the world, and the values.

It is easy to change a person's body, but it is impossible to fundamentally change a person's spirit.

You can kill her, destroy her, destroy her will.

But if you want to carve it as you want, and reshape it while retaining its original character, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Besides, she is not a weak ordinary human being......

So...... It's a bit of a hassle.

If you want to shake the consciousness of a spiritual body that is far beyond human beings, comparable to that of a Jindan period monk, it is still a little more difficult for the current Zhang Aotian to challenge.

Swimming against the current, Zhang Yu could clearly experience the purest will.

Slaughter...... Destruction...... Crazy...... Lazy......

The good qualities of the weapons of war are all gathered on him, and he can hardly find any flaws......

He instinctively wanted to say this, but—wait! laziness?

Sensing a certain sluggish fluctuation, Zhang Yu couldn't believe his eyes, "lazy ......"

After perceiving this fluctuation that should never have occurred, the plan in my mind was mostly set.

The previous devouring is a pre-creation for the current invasion.

Although he has detached himself from his own spiritual body, Zhang Yu can still echo with those spiritual particles that have been assimilated by him. He had already noticed this when he first came in.

It can be said that after realizing this, the original script was quickly rewritten.

With the help of the mole, Zhang Yu felt that she could rest assured and boldly cast a wave of in her sea of consciousness......

As for how to do it and what he needs to do, Zhang Yu couldn't be clearer about how to operate Yunyun.

In the original world, he had never worked as a political commissar.

Thinking of that time, he couldn't help but sigh a little, but now is not the time to remember.

Shaking his head, although he really wanted to continue to experience the pleasure of slashing meat, but time waited for no one, he was slightly concentrating, he was ready to throw - the memory is ready to kill!

That's right, what Zhang Yu did was not too complicated or too high-minded, in fact, it was just a memory killing.

Of course, if you want to call it 'Marquee', no one will stop you.

Memory killing can be said to be an inherent skill that runs through every time and space, from the ultimate villain to ordinary passers-by, and Zhang Yu, as the Nth generation descendant of Aotianliu, naturally belongs to his heart.

Its main functions are spiritual deterrence, friendship assistance, forcible explanation, and forced immortality......

This can be described as a super god-level skill, powerful enough to reverse the laws of time and space, of course, the most terrifying is far more than that.

Excluding these, the memory killing has an effect comparable to the legendary elixir 'Chicken Soup for the Soul', which can instantly make a person understand the truth of the world and turn it from evil to good......

Zhang Yu is now launching a memory kill, not to clean up his filthy heart like a silt pool.

According to his current state, even if he pours a bucket of chicken soup for the soul, it is probably useless, and the main god is still very authoritative in this regard.

Since it's not for yourself, then the answer is very clear - Flying Field Hime!

That's right, this bowl of chicken soup for the soul is prepared for the white-haired murderer nicknamed 'Flower on the Other Side' of the Southeast China Sea.

Of course, this bowl of chicken soup is highly poisonous......

Someone's memories are not a good thing, they are simply toxic, men are silent when they see it, and women are in tears when they see it.

Zhang Yu wasn't worried that she wouldn't drink, her consciousness would devour and recycle all other spiritual bodies on its own.

All you have to do is to give her a copy of your life experience, so as to create mental confusion.

He can find his essence through his huge mental fluctuations in chaos, that is, the driver.

If the battleship can't be overturned by itself, can't it be that a foreign mother can't deal with it by herself!

As the saying goes, 'capture the thief first captures the king, shoots the man first shoots the horse', Zhang Yu knows it well.

What the?

Is she a deep-sea dweller? a monster who can tear tanks by hand?

Hand tear tank...... If I'm not mistaken, I can do that one at home......

I can ten Lori in such a dress!

Thinking lightly, Zhang Yu felt inexplicably ashamed, and always felt that he seemed to have gone astray.

Well, forget it, let's start pouring chicken soup, that's it.

Here's a chicken soup for memories:

Zhang Yu feels that if he has a sister, give her a so-called 'life talk', and the follow-up story will be the development of youth love comedy, and his life will not be so boring.

But unfortunately, he doesn't have a creature like his sister, which combines many complex contradictions......

Whether it's a real sister, a righteous sister, or a godsister.

Needless to say, this makes him feel quite regretful, he also wants to recognize someone else as his sister, he has also been to the orphanage to do charity work, but I don't know why it is always not as good as he wants.

Why does everyone look at themselves like a hanti-hentai?

Why did I say that when I wanted to adopt, those pink little Loli were like guillotines one by one?

Why is it that every time I donate to charity, the old dean is like a generous person?

All of this made Zhang Yu very incomprehensible at that time - wasn't it just that there was an assault squad of a special armed forces team ambushed outside the door, wasn't it just that there were a few people carrying Barretham heavy sniper rifles at 24 o'clock on the left and the triangle building over there, really, making a fuss, and it wasn't you who were aiming.

I didn't panic, you panicked!

This was the time when he had not lost his memory after returning to China, and as a first-class terrorist, he was in the spotlight almost as soon as he returned home.

Its attention is comparable to that of dozens of giant pandas.

The Ministry of State Security is really afraid, this person is not only mentally ill, the problem is that the IQ is also high, and the force value is even more outrageous. What does this make people do!

Can fly...... Shielded...... Can divination......

The heart of the countermeasure bureau is broken, so in the case of surveillance, it is better not to provoke or not to provoke.

For the sake of the fact that he is still a patriotic young man, it is best to give him the green light, if he has the energy to make a few big news about the aircraft building that day, it is not himself who is unlucky in the end......

The first reaction of every veteran of the decision-making meeting when he got his information was that it was fake, and then he was shocked to the point of numbness.

At the age of seven, he graduated from primary school with a general majority, with 3 major demerits and 5 probations, and was specially allowed to graduate because of his excellent academic performance.

At the age of 13, he once again dominated the whole subject......

Well, I'm sorry, he scored -10 points in the ideological and moral column, and the teacher who corrected the paper couldn't help but score a negative score when he was angry.

Well, after the re-education of the school, he still successfully graduated, and he did not do ideological and moral ......

In high school, at the age of 16, a family member died, he took a year off from school, and at the age of 17, he won the first place in the school again in the entrance exam.

During class, the teacher knocked on the table and asked: "In the Second Jin Dynasty of the Celestial Empire, there was an emperor named Emperor Jin Hui, he was born with intellectual defects, so he made a lot of jokes, such as saying that there was a natural disaster and famine at that time, and there were many people who died of hunger, and there were ministers who played this matter, Emperor Jin Hui thought about it for a while, and said, 'The surname is no corn to satisfy ......hunger', may I fill in the blanks, what is the next sentence?"

The man with the eyes replied: "The surname has no corn to satisfy hunger, why don't you die?"

This is the outbreak of the second disease, the surface is cold and the heart is sullen, the name is 'rhubarb'.

A non-mainstream replied: "The surname has no corn to satisfy hunger, why don't you go and grab it?"

This is a second commodity who usually doesn't study economics well and has no brains, so let's call it 'two stupid'.

The teacher smiled noncommittally at their answers, and turned his gaze to the window in the penultimate row of the class, knowing that he would be able to answer, and the school god who dominated the whole grade was not covered.

He didn't disappoint him.

Looking at his teacher's expectant eyes, in the curious eyes of the female in the class, he slowly stood up, with a serious look in his eyes, and then the teacher heard his incomparably flat voice:

"The surname has no corn to satisfy hunger, why don't you eat?"

At the moment of "......", the teacher who was about to praise him was silent, and even thought that he had auditory hallucinations.

-- You shitty dad is 10,000 times more fucked up than the previous two combined!

It seemed that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, and a literary girl timidly said, "Why don't you eat minced meat?"

For a moment, the teacher instantly had the urge to burst into tears, pointing at the young man with confusion and incomprehension on his face and shouting: This is the correct answer! What the hell is your answer! Emperor Jin Hui is an idiot, yes, but he is not a tyrant without humanity!"

recalled that it began to speed up here, and Zhang Yu could no longer take the initiative to control it, so he could only drift with it.

It's not that he doesn't have anything to recall, on the contrary, there are a lot of things to recall, and now this situation is just that the mental body is too weak to observe on its own.

In the spiritual world of Flying Field Ji, Zhang Yu's invading spirit body is already better than nothing, and even the simplest form cannot be maintained, but the effect is immediate.

The original golden waves of the ocean are now emerging in many black spots, and as the waves continue to rise and fall, the chaotic memories are constantly being absorbed by its own devices.

On the control console of the power room, the flying field Ji was still staring at the figure in the picture that had not moved since just now.

Before she knew it, the azure halo under her feet had turned into a strange red, and it continued to spread upward, as if she had been infected with some virus.

"...... this?"

The flying field Ji who was watching silently only felt a pain in his head, and an inexplicable memory appeared in his mind.

Before she could react to what was happening, her mind was unconsciously forced into it.