Always wear fast until after the death of the original master

Suddenly, the link between the main brain and Ewexiu was interrupted, and Chu Heng and the system were basically ejected. Chu Heng had never been forcibly ejected in this way before. The witty brain is working again【System, tell me, is this a success? 】

It took a while for the system's head full of data to begin to answer what he said [Hehe, instead of worrying about this, you should worry about yourself.I have never seen any raider who can stimulate all the spiritual bodies of the raider with his own power, so as to achieve the healing of his own spiritual power. 】

[It's not that serious...] When the system said this, Chu Heng felt a little panicked [Didn't I attack many people before?So according to what you said, how did I survive until now? 】

The system shut up for a while, and suddenly wanted to tell him the truth [Actually, you, including General Ewexiu, have conquered twice in total. 】

【impossible. 】Chu Heng shook his head without even thinking about it【Don't think that I can fool me if I lose my memory. I have so many credit points, at least I have done more than [-] raids. What's the matter, our company still cares about giving warmth. 】

The system closed its mouth to retort, because the content of the first strategy was classified, Chu Heng chose to lose his memory, it changed the subject and said [Let’s talk about your last strategy target, he didn’t check the strategy record directly, You just got away with it. 】

[Then... Ewexiu may not necessarily...] Chu Heng's voice gradually fell, and he laughed dryly [It seems unlikely. 】

He got up from the nutrient tank, wanting to walk back and forth and think about where it would be more appropriate for him to take refuge next.Just sitting up, the light blue water in the nutrient tank slowly slid down the skin of his body, and there were still a few light and transparent drops on his shoulders, which were firmly rooted on his shoulders. On Chu Heng's shoulder, the light from outside penetrates in and refracts on its body. It is shimmering, and the almost transparent blue is a bit like Ewexiu's pupils.

[I'd better lie back. 】Chu Heng said to the system【Clear this part of my memory. 】

【It seems that if you erase this part of your memory, you will not be found. 】

【That's what will happen to Chu Heng in the future, I can't figure it out even if I think about it now. ] He continued irresponsibly [Furthermore, I really don’t know when he asks. I don’t know anything about his past embarrassment. It’s like a stranger. He is a dignified leader. A stranger. 】

[...Really, it makes sense. 】

【Furthermore, Ewexiu may not really look at it. ] He still has a glimmer of hope for this.

【Right. ] The system nodded and said [Besides, he looks at your strategy record, which is actually a bit like Shen Xiu knowing the things in his previous life. It's like reading a book, but it doesn't really mean empathy. 】

If such a strategy record is converted into a book, it should be about half the height of a human being.

Fortunately, the optical brain in Ai Weixiu's hand is good enough for this task. It is not so much a strategy record, but in fact, every conversation and action he has shows the movement state of his mental body at that time. Much, much more than words.

There is also a summary generated by the system every day. This "medical record" can be described as detailed.

"Remove it." For such a rigorous content, Ewexiu only said this sentence.Outside this door, two rows of people stood neatly in the narrow corridor, including his loyal subordinates, family stewards, and officials sent by the alliance. The spies sent.

Everyone is dominated by him, and everyone is waiting for his orders.

Once he wakes up, there are many things to do: deal with the backlog of things, reassure the elders in the family, and find spies, all of which are enough to make people do their best to do, which is really not small.

Ewexiu acted as if he didn't know, and with a light tap of An An'an's fingertips, another page of dialogue was flipped over. Without the notes on his mental and physical activities, only the dialogue remained, which was very convenient to read.

"Didn't it mean... like to read a book? The feeling is different." Ewexiu's thin lips were sticky, opened a small slit, and closed again.There is always something missing between the closing of the upper and lower lips.

Under the dark room, the passage where he kissed Chu Heng was glowing with a cold color, but Ewexiu felt extremely warm. His left hand involuntarily touched his lips, as if they were still warm just now. Her lips were imprinted on it, soft.

When the nose smells it, there is a sweet breath.

Even the flow of oxygen in the room is like the breath of someone pressing against his ears, bringing numbness to every part of his body that has absorbed all his nutrients.

He asked the mastermind on the side: "Why, I can feel my mood when every sentence exists? Can I hear his tone? Can I taste his taste? For every word in it--I feel empathy?"

I don't know from which blood vessel the numbness started to be presumptuous, spreading across his entire back, linking to his spiritual power along the spine, and then going down from the eyebrows, taking root in his atrium, clamoring for his own existence like a demonstration .

For such presumptuousness, what Ewexiu did was to take off all his defenses, enjoy it a little bit, and experience the pleasure brought to him by the softness behind it.

He seemed to be saying it to himself: "I remember hearing his voice, it was clearer, not as sweet and soft as it was in the spiritual body."

"It sounds good."

[Perhaps it is the sequelae of two consecutive treatments. 】The main brain studied for a long time and found a reason.

Ewexiu acted as if he didn't hear it, and tapped two pages with his fingers. Accompanied by paragraphs of dialogue, he really relived the pain of losing someone.

"The people in your company are really dedicated."

[Thank you for your praise, we are committed to treating customers. 】

"Then..." Ewexiu dragged his voice: "Shouldn't you be responsible for the aftereffects of the customer's emotional injury?"