Zhou Meiqing was lying on the bed, expressionless.

Shen Yan sat on the edge of the bed and frowned.

"Mom, it's not early, you go to sleep."

"You look like this, how can mom sleep?" Shen Yan sighed.

"As long as I don't think, it's fine." Zhou Mei Qingdao.

"Are you okay?"

"Okay." Zhou Meiqing frowned, "Mom, don't let me use my brains to persuade you, you go to sleep." ”

"Okay, don't use your brain. Mom, let's get out. Shen Yan hurriedly stood up.

The door closed softly.

Zhou Meiqing stared at the ceiling, trying to keep his brain from thinking about anything. She didn't dare to sleep, because dreaming also uses her brain, which will also give her a splitting headache. She could only stare at the ceiling and not think about anything. Only in this way can she be exchanged for a moment of peace.

Meng Linfeng appeared in Zhou Meiqing's room with Ye Xinyu's soul.

As soon as Meng Linfeng raised his hand, Zhou Meiqing fell asleep.

"Without further ado, you go. Remember, these 30,000 hairs are the magic glue that your soul transforms into. You can only use half of it at a time to save people, and more than half of it will hurt your vitality. ”

"Hmm."

"Also, in her brain, you can only stay for two hours."

Ye Xinyu nodded.

"I'll send you there now."

Meng Linfeng did this, and sent Ye Xinyu's soul smaller into Zhou Meiqing's brain.

What kind of scene is Zhou Meiqing's brain!

Every nerve is like a tattered tube that will burst at any moment. Xinyu looked at the tube and said to herself, "This tube is so rotten, I can smash it with just one finger." Remembering her murder, she sighed, "I tried to outdo her, and it turns out that I am a winner if I do nothing." ”

Ye Xinyu wandered back and forth in front of this rotten pipe.

Meng Linfeng, who was standing outside, saw that she was delaying repairs, and pinched a handful of sweat: The words of the heart will not change hexagrams, right? Don't. If you don't do it, you'll only die!

"Heart Whisper, time is running out, let's do it quickly!" Meng Linfeng persuaded.

"There's no hurry." Ye Xinyu said while strolling, "I have never seen such a miserable scene, I want to appreciate it." ”

"You said it was miserable, so what else do you appreciate?" Meng Linfeng said.

"Appreciate the fruits of my victory." Ye Xinyu touched the fragile nerve tube, "If I don't do anything, I win." Thousands of years of dreams have come true. ”

"You've won now. As you just said, this is the fruit of your victory. Meng Linfeng said softly.

"Yes, I've won." Ye Xinyu smiled bitterly.

"Are you happy then?"

Ye Xinyu shook her head, she was unhappy, her heart was empty.

In order to win over Ze Tianjun, she struggled for thousands of years. But now, she suddenly felt that she was wrong. Jealousy didn't make her happy, and neither did the success of revenge. She shouldn't be jealous, she should love, but who should she love?

Emperor Li Zhidi was not her lover. He has never been her lover, so she has never been able to get his heart.

Can she still be with Meng Linfeng?

She reneged on her promise and entangled with Emperor Li Zhi for a hundred lifetimes. Now, what face does she have to get his love again?

That's it, that's it, complete this task smoothly, and let the wind make a difference. He should be his Meng Gong, and he will fend for himself in this world!

She stopped in front of one of the worst neural tubes and reached out to rip off a hair. The torn hair instantly turned into clear tape. Looking at the translucent tape, Ye Xinyu's eyes lit up, and he was excited: "Hehe, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that I was a god glue!" ”

Meng Linfeng sighed in his heart: Isn't the wrong payment for a hundred years just to refine this divine glue?

Ye Xinyu gently wrapped the divine glue around the rotten tube. After wrapping, the glue seeps into the tube and merges with the tube. In the blink of an eye, the tube was as good as new.

"Meng Linfeng, as a first-class soul in the soul realm, I never dreamed that I would become a plumber." Ye Xinyu said while repairing.

"The work of a repairman is sacred." Seeing that she finally got started, Meng Linfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Time passed little by little, and Ye Xinyu became more and more comfortable.

Looking at the repaired nerves, Ye Xinyu was very happy.

Work is joyful, helping others is joyful.

Ye Xinyu is doing more and more attentively.

Suddenly, Meng Linfeng realized that something was wrong and said, "Heart talk, there may not be much tape, save some use." ”

"Don't worry, this magic gel is made by my soul, I won't use it up, let my soul fly away."

"It's not-" Meng Linfeng wanted to speak and stopped, and changed his words: "You can only use half of it!" Remember, you can only use half of it! ”

"Got it." Ye Xinyu was immersed in the joy of labor.

An hour and a half passed, Ye Xinyu was already tired and sweating, looking at the fruits of his labor-repaired shiny nerves, a sense of accomplishment arose.

Meng Linfeng's sweat also flowed out. Obviously, fifteen thousand sticks of magic glue are not enough.