Crying hotly by myself every day [future]

The temporary house looks simple, but there is a lot of space inside. Basically, there are simple furniture, such as beds and various tables, chairs, water cups and kettles. Perhaps it is because someone rested here yesterday. The whole room looks like Still very clean.

After Zhou Baizhe looked around, he said to the man: "The environment here is not bad, you can rest here."

The man nodded slightly, and put the plant in his arms on the table, his eyes fixed on Zhou Baizhe like a solitary eagle, deep and bottomless, as if there was a turbulent tide surging.

Zhou Baizhe felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, he hurriedly dragged the teapot aside and hugged it in his arms, he stuttered and said, "What do you think I am doing?"

The man knocked on the table with his good-looking hands, made a rhythmic sound, and said casually: "Tell me about yourself."

Zhou Baizhe was taken aback, "What are you talking about me?"

The man's handsome and sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his sharp black eyes suddenly lowered, and powerful spiritual power surged towards Zhou Bozhe in an instant. The cold breath seemed to be able to invade the soul, and he almost couldn't help sneezing.

It's so, so fucking cold.

"Stop, stop! I, I say it's okay, stop attacking me with mental power, my king is going to freeze to death." Zhou Baizhe couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly shook the leaves, trying to expel the cold air in his body.

Suddenly, the cold air disappeared, Zhou Baizhe just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but in the next second, the man leaned forward slightly, and a powerful breath came over his face.

Zhou Baizhe froze instantly, straightened each root, and the leaves stood up in a snap, like a cat with its hair blown. If he had eyes, he would have stared like two black beads.

Seeing that Zhou Baizhe seemed to be frightened, the man rubbed his forehead helplessly, stepped back, and restrained the breath he released unconsciously.

Zhou Baizhe took a deep breath, sat down, and the leaves trembled unconsciously. Seeing this, he quickly thumped and shrank each leaf inward.

The man slowed down his voice and asked, "What is the mental power you mentioned?"

Zhou Baizhe was taken aback for a moment, and asked back, "You don't know?"

The general, who has always been admired by all interstellar supernatural beings, nodded calmly without any shame.

Zhou Baizhe couldn't believe it, "Could it be that you don't know that you just attacked me with mental power?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his surprise flashed across, "Oh? Is this spiritual power?"

Zhou Baizhe was silent for a moment, he couldn't even bear envy, jealousy and hatred.

On the ancient earth, almost everyone knew about spiritual power, but the man in front of him was so powerful that he used mental power to attack himself before.As a result, the other party now tells me that he doesn't even know what spiritual power is?

It's like a very good person who has martial arts without knowing it. When someone asks him why you are so good, the other party replies: "Ah, I just have more strength."

How pretentious this is, how irritating... I can't even feel jealous, and I'm left with a lot of hot peppers.

Simply tired.