Chapter 1399

Jiang Pengji said, "he can't kill Zixiao."

Can't you do this without killing?

Liu she said, "be careful and smart, but you will be mistaken by smart! You can't even kill Wei CI. Where do you put his face as a 'God'?"

Falling in love with Jiang Pengji is like forming an alliance with her. You should be prepared to be killed by her at any time.

Liu she suddenly sympathized with Wei CI.

It's just bad luck. How can you look at such a woman lamely?

"You don't understand. It's better for the main body of the system to choose anyone than Zixiao." What else did Liu she want to ask? Jiang Pengji said again, "I'll find that thing to calculate the general ledger. Look at dianxiao. If anything happens to him, don't blame me for ignoring the feelings of father and daughter and even cutting you."

Liu she: "

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

At least the father has been kind and filial to the daughter for so many years. If you turn your face, can you have a little father daughter friendship?

"What are you going to do?" Liu she was barely calm.

Jiang Pengji said, "The main body of the system has no entity. Theoretically, it can only rely on special carriers, such as the yin-yang jade pendant. However, I have confirmed that the yin-yang jade pendant I gave Zixiao is not the carrier of the main body of the system. If I can't find its carrier, it will probably lose its life this time, but it's also good to recover some interest. I will invade Zixiao's spirit later and look for the main body of evil..."

After that, Jiang Pengji sat down with a knife and solemnly closed her eyes.

Before long, Liu she suddenly opened her eyes.

What did he see?

He saw a slender and plump mature woman in a neat military uniform around Jiang Pengji.

The other party seemed to see him, nodded slightly, turned into a blue light and disappeared into the center of Weici's eyebrows.

After a while, Wei Ci, who was unconsciously struggling, calmed down, and Liu she was relieved.

At the same time, Jiang Pengji's condensed spirit passed through a thick fog and saw a bright but not dazzling light in front of her.

Across this layer of light, the original chaotic and nihilistic scene immediately became a busy market.

Jiang Pengji frowned, "is this the spiritual brain of Zixiao?"

She turned over and jumped onto the nearby buildings. With a few jumps, she left the busy market and ran with the familiar atmosphere.

Jiang Pengji looked a few times and judged that this was Wei Ci's previous life, or the most precious memory in his heart.

Everyone has his own spiritual brain. Each spiritual brain is not only a virtual world, but also a reflection of the inner world.

Jiang Pengji's mental brain is very simple, full of active spiritual energy, monotonous and boring.

Weici is different. It is the first time she has seen such a specific, vivid and exquisite spiritual virtual world.

Jiang Pengji can also do this, but she can't simulate the smell of sunshine like Wei CI.

After all, she is a violent warrior. She can fight, but she has no literary and artistic cells.

"Why are you lying on our wall?"

Just thinking, Jiang Pengji heard the soft waxy voice of a child under the wall.

Jiang Pengji let out a cry and looked for prestige. She found a white fat boy with tears under the corner.

"Are you talking to me?"

Jiang Pengji pointed to herself. Can the boy see her?

Is it difficult that the boy in front of him is a very important person of Wei Ci, so he has "lived" in his spiritual world?

Jiang Pengji found that the faces of many people in the market were blurred, which showed that Wei CI had a shallow memory of them. The boy in front of her was exquisite and lovely. Her eyes under her thick eyelashes with tears were dark and bright, which made Jiang Pengji like it.

"Of course I'm talking to you - are you from a foreign country?"

The boy raised his hand and rubbed the tears off his face. His eyes were as red as a rabbit.

"Foreign countries?" Jiang Pengji looked down at her dress.

In the long lost federal military uniform, she pulled out the chopping knife and saw what she looked like now by using the reflection of the blade.

It's not the familiar face of Liu Xi, but the face she used in her previous life for more than 40 years.

Naturally, it goes without saying that whenever the Legion recruits new people, adjutants like to use her refined map to deceive Yan Kongmeng, who graduated from the military academy. Even with her cold face, outsiders will feel that she is emitting strong hormones and wearing a serious and regular military uniform. Outsiders will also feel that it is the temptation of uniform. In the words of salted fish in the live broadcasting room, she can eat by her face, but she depends on her fist.

The only difference is probably the hair color?

Jiang Pengji rolled a wisp of hair on her fingers and frowned slightly. Her original hair color was pure black, but now it is warm and flamboyant fire red. With that exotic fox face, no wonder the boy suspected that she was a foreigner——

Say——

How did her hair change color?

"I'm from a foreign country. Do you know where this is?"

The boy was a little depressed and said, "of course I'm my family..."

Jiang Pengji looked and asked him, "this is a very remote corner gate. How did you come here? Where are the servants?"

The boy looks simple, but the clothes are made of fine silk, which is not affordable for ordinary children.

I don't know which word she poked the boy's painful foot. He cried again. Jiang Pengji could only pick him up and comfort him.

The boy was not afraid of life, but felt that Jiang Pengji gave him a very warm and reassuring feeling.

Who is Jiang Pengji?

If she wants to set someone, she will certainly be able to set out every coffin where the other's ancestors slept for 18 generations, let alone a boy.

Jiang Pengji won the boy's trust with her few words.

The boy's nickname is Fushou. A few days ago, he just had his fourth birthday. His father named him a Cong.

Today is the memorial day of the boy's mother, a very neglected Teng concubine in the backyard.

Seeing that his father paid little attention to his biological mother's memorial day, the boy went to the palace early in the morning to teach tainv's studies. He was very sad.

He was holding a piece of broken silver. He had planned to sneak out of the house to buy some sacrifices for his mother, so that she would not live too lonely underground. Unexpectedly, he was short and weak. Even if he secretly got rid of his servants, he could not leave the house. It took him a long time to pile up a few stones. He couldn't reach the courtyard wall when stepping on them. Instead, he fell down, so he cried in pain for a long time until Jiang Pengji appeared on the wall.

"Why don't I take you to buy it?"

Jiang Pengji touched the boy's head. It turned out that this was Fushou.

The child is not afraid of his real biological mother beating and swelling his ass?

Jiang Pengji turned Fushou out of the house, bought paper money, candles and fruits for worship, and looked at him contentedly holding the basket.

Fushou's "biological mother" is just a Teng concubine, and the Lingpai is not qualified to be placed in the ancestral temple. It can only be placed in the small yard at the corner of the mansion.

Jiang Pengji was laughing and watching the boy burn paper money for her "biological mother". There was a flustered sound of footsteps outside.

She turned over and jumped onto the beam and the door opened.

"Fu Shou!"

The man who came in was obviously anxious and red eyed. When he saw the boy squatting on the ground, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daddy, daddy?"

The boy stood up in fear and hung his head wrongfully.

Without waiting for the man to say anything, the girl about ten years old behind the man had a frivolous eyebrow and a smiling voice.

"Taifu, brother Fushou, is this... To worship the 'biological mother'?"