The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

Shen Mian's desire to kill is real, and it is definitely not a joke about "XX knows how happy we are?"

When she mentioned the oil lamp, it was the first time she looked at Lan Yan seriously.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey.

Who can say for sure?

Shen Mian sneered. She had hardly stopped since she traveled through time.

Countless emergencies kept coming over the course of a day and a half, forcing her to make choices that could cost her her life in the shortest possible time.

No breaks, no pauses.

Exhausted, nerves frayed.

The empire, the royal family, the secret manipulator, the Lan family and Lan Yan...

The Shen family manor, Shen Li and his son, the stewards, the insensitive farmers...

In this twisted world, even those who are exploited are like predators in the dark...

Everyone wants to eat some flesh and blood residue from Shen Mian...

This world is not an AVG game. There is no pause button, no guide, no player forum, and no SAVE LOAD.

There is no chance of a comeback, and failure means death.

Now there is a silly person who is getting horny. At this time, he jumps out and says he wants to sleep with Shen Mian.

it is ridiculous.

It’s as ridiculous as a smart toilet and ice cream co-branded.

It's so ridiculous.

Countless messy thoughts intertwined.

Shen Mian smiled at Lan Yan, and Lan Yan's mind wandered.

Go to hell, you idiot.

……

After some inspection.

bad news:

1. Whether it is height or weight, Lan Yan has a crushing advantage over Shen Mian.

2. The only martial arts that Shen Mian has ever been exposed to is the twenty-four-position simplified Tai Chi that is required for college sports...

Shen Mian truly misses his strong body that could run three thousand meters.

Good or bad news:

1. The superpower system of a person with superpowers does not fully develop until he is sixteen years old. Before that, he was no different from ordinary people.

2. The sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside the window is deafening, and there are almost no other people around the Shen family. Therefore, whether the Shenmen Sharks are being killed or being killed, this is a perfect silent crime scene.

good news:

1. Lan Yan obviously hasn't exercised seriously. I don't know where he went to military school. He looks weak as hell.

2. Shen Mian can make use of the little octopus's innate ability - "Weapon Refining".

By burning sanity points, imaginary weapons can be materialized.

But its requirements are much more stringent than [Information Mimicry].

First, the details of the weapons are required to the extreme.

If you want a kitchen knife, don't just think about its general shape, otherwise you will only end up with a puddle of soft octopus cakes.

Engineering drawings are the most basic requirement.

Natural materials are simple, but artificial materials are troublesome. It is necessary to know the composition, production and forging process clearly.

Coincidentally, I studied financial management at Shenmian University, so I happened to be stumped.

Second, [weapons] are not limited to ordinary hot and cold weapons, but can also be weapons powered by special energy such as supernatural powers, mental power, etc.

But again, you have to know the complete working principle in detail.

Shen Mian, who has only been wearing it for a day and a half: Isn’t this a bit overwhelming?

In addition to these requirements, this ability extremely consumes sanity points, which is related to the size, quantity and complexity of the weapons.

Don’t even think about cool play methods like [Unlimited Sword System] and [King’s Treasure].

A pair of palm-sized scissors costs 10 sanity in a quarter of an hour.

Hmm... The limit of Shen Mian's current knowledge of physics and chemistry is to make a pair of iron scissors that are so dull that they can only cut paper and pinch your hands.

What does it mean to travel half a lifetime and still be illiterate when you return?

In summary.

Don't even think about going head-to-head with this idiot.

Give up?

No, Shen Mian sneered.

Rubbish novels turn me into a psychopath, and I will turn the whole world into a madhouse!

Go to hell!

……

The storm outside the window is still roaring.

The girl held the oil lamp in her hand and walked towards Lan Yan.

Lan Yan understood and wanted to hold the girl's hand, but the girl gently avoided her, leaving only the feeling of the hem of her skirt brushing against her palm.

The girl walked to the window and stared out of the window casually. Under the light, she had an unusual beauty.

Outside the window, scarlet rain washed over the ground, lightning followed one after another, and the strong wind almost uprooted the house.

Everything in the world is falling.

Lan Yan felt itchy in her heart and wanted to get closer, but she was afraid of falling into the scheme of this scheming 12-year-old girl.

The girl seemed to be thinking aimlessly, and Lan Yan thought disdainfully, what could such a fool who was eaten to death by him think about?

I'm afraid I can't wait to devote myself to it.

The girl's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, and her tone was slightly trembling, sounding like fear and excitement.

"Brother Yan, I'm very confused right now. Can we talk about it tomorrow... tomorrow? I'm so scared..."

The voice was very soft, but the rejection was obvious.

The annoyance of being repeatedly thwarted in his plans, the annoyance of being rejected when he wanted to flirt, suddenly rushed into Lan Yan's mind, burning out the last string of his sanity.

It makes no sense at all with a creature like a woman who doesn’t know how to appreciate others!

He strode directly in front of Shen Mian, grabbed her chin, and pressed his fingers tightly on the girl's soft skin. His eyes were full of madness and distortion, and he scolded her harshly:

"Bitch, please put on a good face, you want to climb on top of me? Do you think you have any other choice? Do you think the Shen family still wants a useless fake fake like you? Or are you a little bitch who can't let go of Varan? Old drunkard?"

"I haven't taught you a lesson for so long. Have you forgotten what it feels like to be beaten?"

The two of them were very close, almost nose to nose.

Shen Mian smiled at him.

Are you begging for mercy?

Not quite.

But Lan Yan felt a subtle surrender, and calmed down a little. He loosened the hand holding Shen Mian's chin slightly, and said: "You have been so sensible..."

If he had ever focused on his fiancée for a moment, he would have discovered that his melancholy and cowardly fiancée had never smiled like this before.

But he doesn't, never has.

The girl lowered her head and her voice sounded muffled.

He could only vaguely hear some vague words about life, fun, etc. He could only frown and put his ear closer: "What did you say?"

An oil lamp was shining on his head.

Lan Yan subconsciously hid in the opposite direction.

The oil lamp was thrown in a slightly biased direction, so Lan Yan could easily dodge it.

Rather, this light was just to divert his attention and change his standing posture.

The girl raised her head suddenly, her eyes colliding like flint, bursting out with flames of hatred and determination:

"I mean, is it that much fun to manipulate other people's lives, bitch!"

Shen Mian used a standard knee-raising posture of "curling the humerus left and right", and used iron kneepads with countless diamond spikes embedded with bezel craftsmanship to give Lan Yan a fatal blow.

Perfect hit.