I want to be happy

midnight.

In the quiet guest room, Sha Ling, who had been sitting at the window gazing at the universe, sighed slightly. Tonight is the last night in space. It is said that they will arrive at Donghua Star at noon tomorrow.

Sha Ling's plan was to find a way to take Liu Yilin away as soon as the spaceship arrived at Donghua Star.

But before that, he wanted to get something in Cheng Wendong's mind.

To hypnotize Cheng Wendong silently and steal his memory without leaving any traces, it is just a piece of cake for Sha Ling.

However, in my heart, I was inexplicably a little uneasy.

Sha Ling took a deep breath, he knew what he was upset about, he was afraid of hearing some news that he didn't want to hear.

It is what it is, some things don't exist if you don't want to face them.

Sha Ling closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze became firm and indifferent.

Leaning against the window, once again, letting his mind wander among the stars, feeling the vast and vast pulsation, there was no trace of anxiety in Sha Ling's heart, and he seemed to have forgotten his own existence...

"How long will it take us to reach Donghua Star?" Liu Yilin asked casually as the blue planet was already visible to the naked eye.

In the reception room, there were still Cheng Wendong, Liu Yilin, Sha Ling and Luo Xiaomo.

Cheng Wendong said: "There is still about an hour."

Sha Ling got up suddenly and walked in front of Cheng Wendong.

Sha Ling has always performed well.They are all ordinary people with no martial arts cultivation, Cheng Wendong doesn't mind his approach.

Only this time, he was destined to make a mistake.

"Captain Cheng, I have something to ask you." Sha Ling's voice was clear and bright.However, there is an indescribable meaning, as if there is a wonderful aroma that makes people drowsy.In a daze, Cheng Wendong thought.

His eyes, however, have been firmly attracted by Sha Ling's eyes. Sha Ling's eyes are like the most beautiful gemstones in the depths of his pupils.Exudes a magical charm.

Suddenly, Cheng Wendong didn't know where he was, but he felt that his body and soul were soaked in the hot spring, so comfortable that he wanted to groan.

Sha Ling's demeanor was indifferent, and a ray of spiritual thought shot directly between Cheng Wendong's eyebrows.

In an instant, his divine thoughts flooded into Cheng Wendong's sea of ​​consciousness.

but.Very unexpectedly, what greeted him was not Cheng Wendong's memory, but a loose net.

This net is composed of some lines of light, not very tight, and has a rough net structure, but it makes Sha Ling's heart tremble.

This is clearly a mental defense net!

Spiritual defense is like a spiritual lock, which can block mental attacks and sneak attacks.It's a pity that this person's mental lock is too sparse.It can't prevent the intrusion of Sha Ling's divine sense.However, the emergence of the net that Sha Ling personally taught to the members of the Natural Sect immediately made Sha Ling feel the presence of the sect members.Since he was born, the surface of the earth is very different, and the habits and scenery of the human world are also very different from before, which makes Sha Ling feel a sense of absurd strangeness.

Until now, seeing the appearance of the defensive lock, witnessed the traces of the existence of the doormen.This gave Sha Ling a sense of reality for the first time.

This world is the real world he lived in, and his disciples may still be alive.

Now that Cheng Wendong was confirmed to be related to the sect, Sha Ling's actions became more cautious.Spiritual thoughts go through that net.Enter Cheng Wendong's memory world.

A moment of effort.

Sha Ling snapped his fingers.

Cheng Wendong's body trembled slightly, as if shivering.His blank eyes suddenly became clear and sharp.

Strange, what happened just now?He seems to be in a daze?

Cheng Wendong was full of puzzlement. With his physical and mental strength, it was impossible for him to be in a state of distraction. Could it be that he was tricked just now?

That's not right, Cheng Wendong's gaze swept across Liu Yilin and Sha Ling sharply.

Sha Ling sat on the sofa with a tired expression, stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead, not knowing what to think.

And Liu Yilin looked at him with a slightly weird look, but the look was fleeting, and Cheng Wendong couldn't grasp the meaning in it. "Hey, both of you, the long journey is coming to an end. We have arranged a comfortable residence for you two in Donghuaxing, and we hope to satisfy you." Cheng Wendong said, his eyes still sweeping back and forth, wanting to find something .

"I hope so." Liu Yilin lowered his eyelids, and felt sympathy for this strong man of the same eighth rank. The poor man was hypnotized under the blue sky and broad daylight, but he didn't realize it.

Deep down in his heart, he was happy for Sha Ling's toughness, which meant that his chances of escaping had increased, and he was also terrified by Sha Ling's methods. If Sha Ling dealt with him in the same way, would he be able to escape?

In short, he secretly warned himself that this young man named Sha Ling must not be easily offended.

"Thank you." Sha Ling raised her head, her face was still full of tiredness, but she looked at Cheng Wendong with a faint warmth.

Looking at Cheng Wendong, Sha Ling's mind flooded with memories: The disciples of the ancient martial arts sect, the ancient martial arts sect, evolved from eight ancient martial arts families. Sha Ling is very familiar with the names of these eight ancient families.

In Cheng Wendong's memory, there are some top-secret information that military spaceship intelligence brains will not record—Mr. Lu Rui, who is honored as the "Father of Genes", was also a member of the Ancient Wumen.

Although this Mr. Lu Rui had passed away in 6 in the East China Alliance, his great reputation, a stroke of glory in the East China Alliance, still made countless disciples of the ancient martial arts proud of it.

In Cheng Wendong's memory, there are very few fragments that are useful to Sha Ling. Even the names of the eight great families that evolved into the ancient Wumen only occupy a negligible corner of his memory.To Cheng Wendong, the names of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families are just a piece of history that every student who enters the Ancient Wumen must remember, just a few lines of words.In comparison, the method of cultivation, the process of practice, the teacher, and fellow students are more important things.

Other familiar names are Li Shouyu, Bai Tiezheng, Jiang Qianhai... These people are seniors who are honored every year in the ancestral hall of the family.

... The senior who used to talk and laugh at Yanyan, still thinking about whether he would exchange more practice methods in the future, the last meeting, the conversation in the belly of Qilian Mountain, is still vivid in his memory...

And Lu Rui, how come he... the life span that can be extended by the alchemy period is only a short two to three hundred years?

Then, father, mother, Li Zi, Zhao Wang, Wu Gu...

Perhaps, this is not true, because Lu Rui is not a senior of the ancient Wumen, and even this can be mistaken, so the news of his death may not be real?

Thinking of this, Sha Ling seemed to have a glimmer of hope in his heart.