Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Zhixin did not hold back at all. She had never been so angry since her parents returned. At this moment, the only things in her eyes were these two damn guys.

Without any warning, Fang Zhixin suddenly raised his hand and clenched his five fingers. In his rage, his expressionless face was calm.

Dong Qing was pressed so hard that she couldn't raise her head, but she grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth. She looked down at Fang Zhixin happily: "If we die, their confused cognition will never be restored..."

Shile laughed hoarsely: "You kill me, and I won't restore their cognition if you don't kill me. Seeing how you trust each other, I'm almost sick to death. How good is it this way, no one trusts anyone, hahahahahahaha..."

"Who said there's no way?"

Fang Zhixin, who was nearby, asked back.

She took a step forward, stepped on the air and pinched Shile's cheeks. The sharp knife flashed, and half of his tongue was cut off with a painful wail.

Fang Zhixin held the bloody knife in his hand and looked at Dong Qing, his condescending gaze as if he was looking at a corpse.

Holly tilted her head, she knew it was her turn next.

Dongqing smiled sarcastically: "How cruel! It's a pity that your teammates can't come back. In their cognition and emotions, you don't exist..."

"Too many words."

A sharp blade was thrust directly into the open mouth, and half of the tongue was cut off in the same way.

In the severe pain, Fang Zhixin just waited calmly, waiting for the pain to subside.

After a while, the creepy wailing sound rang out again. Fang Zhixin broke the legs of the two men with one foot and threw them down like garbage.

Dominated by the pain, Dongqing tried hard to open her eyes and look at Fang Shaoli and others. She wondered why she could move and why she was not trapped by others.

From a cognitive and emotional point of view, she and Shile are the teammates and important people of these people. Why didn't anyone stop Fang Zhixin? Even if they noticed something was wrong, with those emotions, would they watch their teammates being tortured like this?

"Boom..."

Two figures smashed down with unwillingness and doubt, and a shadow fell, blocking their view of the people on Blue Star.

Fang Zhixin had his back to the crowd and his expression could not be seen clearly: "Although I know that you only regarded these two idiots as teammates, it is already excellent that there were no casualties even though your emotions and cognition were changed.

But I can't. I don't want to see your vaguely hostile eyes. So let's just get along with each other for the time being as the highest external commander of Blue Star Dongxia.

When you wake up, be prepared to treat me to a year's worth of meals."

Fang Zhixin looked at Mu Yuan and said, "Admiral Mu Yuan, I'm afraid we can't set off now. Can you give us some time to rest and let us stay here for a while?"

"No problem, but do you really not need help? Actually, if we show them the information from the outside world, maybe..."

Mu Yuan couldn't continue speaking. His emotions and cognition were changed at the same time. This kind of thing could not be reversed with just the little evidence from the live broadcast.

This is indeed the case. Fang Shaoli and the others clearly understood that they were afraid of being tricked, but when they saw Dong Qing and Shi Le getting hurt, they would subconsciously try to stop it. Putting aside their cognition, the emotional tug was the most difficult.

Precisely because of this, Fang Zhixin was very decisive just now. He gave up on getting along with them as teammates, activated the highest external command of Dongxia, and directly ordered several people not to move without permission.

He even threw out a bunch of binding scrolls, which pinned several people down, otherwise it would have been a chaotic fight.

Several people watched Fang Zhixin avoid their gazes and carry the two half-dead people away, feeling aggrieved.

Fang Zhixin was so angry that she was about to explode. She felt very upset and didn't dare to look at her teammates.

"What the hell is emotional transfer? This kind of stand-in joke is no longer popular, idiot..."

The girl pressed the phone to connect to a professional: "Hello, senior, your junior is in trouble and needs a brave senior to help."

Su Muqu teased: "Oh, there are still things you can't handle."

Fang Zhixin suddenly fell silent, and after a while he said, "Well, I can't handle it."

Su Muqu, who was holding the communicator, felt that the tone was wrong and sat up straight in an instant: "Something went wrong? Where are you? I'll come over now."

"The garrison base port."

Su Muqu hung up the phone, picked up his coat, and walked out with Qu Gui, who had just met him.

"Hurry up and leave. I'm afraid my schoolmate is in real trouble."

Qu Gui was puzzled: "What trouble?"

"I don't know, but her tone was wrong. She didn't even ask for help."

Qu Gui's eyes flashed: "That is indeed a big trouble."

Fang Zhixin, who was unable to contain her anger, kicked the two people under her feet again. This was the first time she felt so aggrieved since she started practicing cultivation, and her heart was aching.

She thought about it and sent a message to another person just to be on the safe side.

"Luo An, there is a problem here that needs your help. The location is the garrison port."

"Phew...perfect, that's it."

The neatly-tidy room was eerily quiet. Apart from the two people who were knocked unconscious, there was a black-haired girl who was resting with her eyes closed.

Fang Zhixin leaned back in his chair, unusually quiet. A ray of sunlight that managed to come in through the window floated on his face, and Fang Zhixin fell asleep.

Thinking too much can easily disturb one's mind. She has done everything she can. Her teammates are not fools and naturally know what they should do. All that is left is to sleep.

Instead of wasting time on yourself, it’s better to just sleep.

The people in the room are sleeping, and the people outside the room are wandering around.

"Don't go. I'm already annoyed, and if you keep walking around, it's even more annoying." Du Ruo rubbed her hair, and directly rubbed her soft pink hair into a swallow's nest.

Fang Shaoli walked back and forth, sighing.

"Did I speak too harshly just now?"

Lu Yuan is in autism: "I also..."

Bai Yuefeng looked serious: "Sorry, I should be the first one to have problems."

Zhong An calmly analyzed: "Don't blame yourself yet, it's a blessing that there are no casualties."

"Yes, I wasn't feeling very well at that time." Fang Shaoli admitted.

Du Ruo retorted: "It's already good, at least you didn't fight."

Chang Heng was helpless: "But... we seem to have offended the commander. Although she is very calm, she seems very angry."

Song Yuxi: "If I am the only one who remembers everything and has to face the hostility of my former teammates...I will feel bad too."

It would be fine if she had the same misunderstanding as them, the worst that could happen was that they would laugh at each other in the end, but her misunderstanding was normal, so the pain she felt would definitely be doubled.

Du Ruo was mad: "Ah, damn it, why should she understand our behavior? It would be better to just beat me up."

Fang Shaoli said with despair: "But if we had fought, it would have been the end. I had a feeling that I was going to be finished."

Lu Yuan raised his hand: "I agree."

Bai Yuefeng nodded: "Add one."

Zhong An took out his notebook and said, "Let's continue to work backwards. Cognitive errors can be worked backwards, and emotions can be cultivated. If we were teammates before, we can definitely find our way back. Now that we know where the problem is, let's fix it quickly."

At this point, she glanced at the closed door and said, "Don't let her wait too long."