Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

The illusion is shattered, and everything returns to reality.

Fu Siqian opened his eyes and saw a translucent face. He backed away in fright and almost fell to the ground.

Liu Shu twirled twice in the air and said joyfully, "You finally woke up, did you succeed?"

"I've said it will be fine, and you still make a fuss." Little Sword Spirit snorted from his nose, and groaned, "Since you're awake, why don't you let go of me!"

Fu Siqian ignored it, and leaned over to check on Feng Tinghan's condition.

Liu Shu squatted next to Feng Tinghan with him, propping her chin and muttering softly: "It's been so long, why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Fu Sigan swept his eyes away, and the little sword spirit seemed to be aware of it, and hurriedly separated the relationship: "Don't look at me! I don't know what's going on!"

The quiet and sleeping person is obedient and soft, completely different from the illusion. Fu Siqian narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Will a person's personality change in the illusion?"

"I know this. In order to achieve the effect of confusing the real, the illusion created by the magic weapon is generally not much different from the personality of the person who enters." Liu Shu tilted her head and asked curiously, "Did something happen in the illusion? His Has your personality changed?"

It's not just a change, it's a different person.

Fu Siqian once suspected that the Feng Tinghan he knew before was a fake, and the real Feng Tinghan might have traveled through time like him.

And Feng Tinghan might still be a domineering president in the real world.

Very domineering, domineering kind.

Otherwise, how could this person say such ridiculous words as "man, you are playing with fire".

Fu Siqian thought for a moment, and then asked: "Could the person in the illusion be a fake?"

Liu Shu looked at Fu Siqian, then at Feng Tinghan who was lying on the ground, and said cautiously: "Maybe maybe, I'm not very clear about this."

Fu Siqian was speechless for a while: "Didn't you just say you knew?"

"Listen to her nonsense, she herself is a half-hearted weapon spirit, how could she know such secrets." The little sword spirit made a face at Liushu, and said arrogantly, "There is no such thing as my uncle about the divine sword." If you don’t know, let me go, and I’ll tell you what you want to know.”

Fu Siqian thought for a while, then raised his hand to release the restraint. He held Sanqiu and pointed at the sword spirit from the air, with a strong sense of threat: "I'll ask you to answer, do you understand?"

Jian Ling was so stuffy, he looked at the sword in front of him, nodded reluctantly, swallowed the original greeting, and acted as an answering machine.

"Will Excalibur Illusion change a person's character?"

"will not."

Fu Sigan frowned unobtrusively, and continued to ask: "It's like changing a person in the illusion, which is very different from real life. Is that also real?"

"Yes."

"So what's real is fake?"

"Of course it's not fake."

"..."

Fu Sigan had a complicated face, answering this was like not answering.

Seeing his complexion, Jianling quickly explained: "There is nothing fake, everything is real. Reality is real, and the illusion created based on reality is also real."

Fu Siqian looked at the person lying on the ground, and a new idea suddenly popped up in his mind: "Is it possible to see the future in the illusion?"

Sword Spirit looked blank: "The future?"

In his imagination, Feng Tinghan who became the God Lord should be extremely brilliant, probably similar to Feng Tinghan who held a nine-section whip in the illusion, just as proud and domineering, just as wanton and arrogant.

So, could that be Feng Tinghan in the future?

"By the way, I almost forgot." Sword Spirit hurriedly flew to Feng Tinghan's side, holding a white ball of light in his palm, and sent it to his forehead, "Phew, it's a good thing we made it in time."

"What are you doing?!" Fu Sigan put his hands on Feng Tinghan's forehead, blocking the sword spirit's movements.

Sword Spirit snorted heavily: "Excalibur Illusion is different from ordinary illusions. Forcibly recognizing the master is a forbidden technique. It is opened by Excalibur and naturally ends with Excalibur. If you still want him to wake up, don't stop me."

His hands were tender and soft, Fu Siqian's ears felt hot, suddenly thinking of what happened in the illusion, Feng Tinghan bent down on his shoulder, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his earlobe.

"It's too late to delay it any longer."

As if being scalded, Fu Siqian quickly withdrew his hand, watching the sword spirit send the white light ball to Feng Tinghan's forehead, the white light ball sank into Feng Tinghan's forehead little by little, and disappeared in a few breaths.

As time passed by, Fu Siqian sat aside, silently looking at Feng Tinghan.Sanqiu struggled non-stop, Fu Siqian was thinking about something in his heart, and didn't pay attention, he slapped him directly, just right on the blade of the sword, and a bloodstain was drawn on his palm immediately.

"hiss".

Fu Siqian took a deep breath, looked down at his palm, he really lost his mind, why did he just pat Sanqiu directly.

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind, wearing a white jade bracelet, was thin and white, and directly held Fu Siqian's wrist.The warm breath pounced on the side of the neck, sweeping all the senses in an instant, and asked helplessly in a deep voice: "Why are you so careless?"

Fu Siqian froze, turned around, and the hands on his wrists tightened a bit, Feng Tinghan sighed: "Master, be good, don't move around."

Feng Tinghan lowered his head, rubbed his fingertips against Fu Sigan's palm, and then took out a small bottle from Chaosi. He didn't let go, bit the stopper of the porcelain bottle with his teeth, and poured the powder on the wound with his eyes down.

A hot tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand, and Fu Sigan was sweating on his forehead. He remembered this. The trauma medicine given by Yin Ci was very effective, but it was more irritating. He also used a fixing spell.

Beside them, Liu Shu and Little Sword Spirit gathered together and whispered.

Liu Shu rolled her eyes: "What are they doing?"

Little Sword Spirit snorted: "Human beings are like this, greasy and crooked."

Liu Shu nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Why are you so tired?"

Little Sword Spirit was taken aback by the question, waved his hands indiscriminately, and said falteringly: "Why do you ask so many questions, don't read it, children can't read it!"

"Why can't children watch?"

"Why do you have so many why?"

……

It is not appropriate to say that they are whispering, at least Fu Siqian heard what they said clearly.

Xu Shi was stimulated by the phrase "tired and crooked", Fu Siqian withdrew his hand forcefully, and gave Jian Ling a sneaky look.

Feng Tinghan laughed: "Master, are you shy?"

Fu Siqian: I'm ashamed of you, uncle, ha ha.

Feng Tinghan pressed his neck, his eyes touched the Sun-shielding Sword on the ground beside him, and he asked in confusion, "Why is there an extra sword?"

"You don't remember this sword?" Fu Siqian looked at him suspiciously, "Then do you still remember what happened in the illusion?"

Feng Tinghan tilted his head, his eyes were blank: "Illusion? What illusion?"

"Excalibur forcibly recognized its owner just now, and you were pulled into an illusion."

Feng Tinghan pointed to himself: "Master, are you saying that I was pulled into an illusion? Is there any? I don't have any impression at all."

Liu Shu nodded heavily: "Yes, it's dangerous. It was your master who entered the illusion to wake you up. It's almost impossible for the two of you to wake up."

Feng Tinghan was taken aback when he heard the words, his face full of disbelief: "Master, is it true?"

Fu Sigan nodded, he wanted to ask about what happened in the illusion, but Feng Tinghan didn't remember that he had entered the illusion.

What is this, run away after playing hooligans?

"Then what do you remember?"

Feng Tinghan thought for a while, and replied: "I remember that I was waiting for Master outside the Hall of Sages, and then Master gave me peach blossom cakes. This is the first time I have eaten this kind of pastry. I hope I can eat it in the future. Yes Yes, the peach blossom crisp is sweet and soft, it melts in the mouth, with a faint fragrance of peach blossom, one bite..."

Hearing this, Fu Siqian felt his forehead twitching, and couldn't bear to interrupt him: "It's ok, peach blossom cake, right? I'll take you to eat it some other day, ok, can we continue?"

Feng Tinghan smiled sweetly, nodded obediently and said "Yes".

Fu Siqian: "..."

MD foodies!

"Then Master brought me to the Cangbing Pavilion, and met a spirit called Liushu."

Liu Shu rushed over suddenly, her eyes sparkling: "I'm here!"

Fu Si has black lines all over his head, what kind of kindergarten visual sense is this, it's terrible.

Feng Tinghan smiled silently: "I didn't find a suitable nine-section whip in the Cangbing Pavilion. Master said that he would take me down the mountain to find it, and then..."

Fu Siqian: "Then what happened?"

"Then I don't know what happened. My head suddenly hurt, and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I saw Master slapping Sanqiu and scratching his hand." Feng Tinghan pursed his lips, seeming a little puzzled , "But Master, why did you shoot Sanqiu?"

There is no reason, money is hard to buy, I am happy, will it work?

He didn't remember anything that should be remembered, and remembered what should not be remembered better than anyone else. Fu Siqian rolled his eyes in his heart and automatically ignored Feng Tinghan's question.

Now that I have basically figured it out, Feng Tinghan doesn't remember everything about the Divine Sword Illusion, and he can't tell what it's like, wanting him to remember but not wanting him to remember, Fu Siqian frowned and looked at Sword Spirit, with a dull tone: "God Will Sword Illusion erase memory?"

Sword Spirit scratched his head: "I don't know about that either."

"Didn't you say you know everything about Excalibur?"

"I know everything about Excalibur, but it's the first time to forcefully recognize the master, and I don't know what side effects it will have." Sword Spirit shrugged, "But now I know, forcibly recognizing the master will cause people to lose their memory."

Feng Tinghan tugged at Fu Sigan's sleeve, pointed at the sword spirit and asked, "Master, what is this?"

Sword Spirit raised his chin: "This uncle is——"

"Irrelevant things." Fu Siqian said casually, "Don't worry about it, let's go, go down the mountain first or go back to the Broken Jade Palace?"

"Listen to Master."

Sword Spirit: "..."

As the two left, the glazed lamps went out one after another, and the Cangbing Pavilion returned to silence.

In the dark room, the Sun-shielding Sword emitted a faint halo. The white light became darker and darker, and the sword body turned into pitch black again. Then it spontaneously flew back to the wall and returned to its original appearance.

"Are you going to bed again?"

"The illusion is shattered, and the sun is hidden." Jian Ling smiled softly, "Liu Shu, don't be afraid."

"flow--"

"Shhh, good girl Liu Shu, you go to sleep, and I'll be back when you wake up."

The last light in the Cangbing Pavilion slowly went out.