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"You weren't embarrassed at all walking your bird under the moon last night, but you're getting all worked up over this little thing today," Tang Wenlong said, shaking his head before turning and leaving.

"What bird-walking?" Zhang Chulan was stunned. Just as he was about to ask, he bumped into Xiao Xiao, who was about to enter.

"Hey, it seems you've recovered quite well. What you did last night was truly an eye-opener for everyone," Xiao Xiao said, fanning himself with a fan.

What exactly did I do last night?

You wouldn't tell anyone you were walking your bird, would you?

How could he do something so despicable?

"Stop pretending. Your dazzling woodpecker performance was unforgettable for everyone." Xiao Xiao said with a smile, seeing Zhang Chulan's surprised expression.

Upon hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Zhang Chulan was struck dumb, frozen in place as if under a spell.

He then suddenly turned around and rushed onto the stands.

"Stop talking!"

Looking at Zhang Chulan rushing over.

Xu Si and Xu San tried to stop them at the same time, but it was too late.

"You were so good at imitating the woodpecker yesterday, why are you acting like nothing happened today?"

"Jiang Mo's strength is truly terrifying; he really made you forget what happened last night."

Walking the bird? Is Jiang Mo trying to forget?

Isn't this the use of poison?

Damn!

Why did I remember that again?

Zhang Chulan's face turned deathly pale instantly, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Big brother, could you give me another one?"

She slowly walked to Jiang Mo's side and looked at him pitifully.

"That's not how you use the Forget-Me-Not Gu."

Jiang Mo shook his head, "This kind of Gu has a specific period for memory deletion."

"Moreover, the memories that were deleted last time will slowly recover after you regain consciousness."

"Repeated use is not only useless, it will actually make you mentally ill."

The Forget-Me-Not Gu I gave Zhang Chulan just now only made him momentarily lose his senses and temporarily unable to recall that memory.

However, once triggered by external stimuli, the memory will resurface.

The reason why repeatedly erasing memories can lead to mental illness is because memories cannot be maintained continuously, and the mind will gradually collapse.

Although this method has no direct killing power, its destructive power is even more insidious.

Will erasing memories again lead to mental illness?

Zhang Chulan stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning, the memories of last night slowly resurfacing in his mind.

It seems that this memory of social death is destined to accompany him for the rest of his life.

"It's alright, everyone's used to it now anyway," Xu Si said, patting Zhang Chulan on the shoulder.

As soon as he said that, another round of good-natured laughter erupted from the surroundings.

Zhang Chulan collapsed to the ground on the spot, lying face up with lifeless eyes.

From this day forward, he vowed never to touch a drop of alcohol again.

"It's no big deal."

Seeing Zhang Chulan lying on the ground with no intention of getting up, Feng Baobao calmly walked over and said, "I even watched you take a bath."

Zhang Chulan, who had been wallowing in self-pity, suddenly looked up, his face filled with terror.

"Sister Bao'er, when are you?"

"It's every time you take a shower."

"Baby!" Xu Si quickly stopped him, "You can't say things like that!"

This girl is too straightforward; she doesn't know how to be discreet at all.

If other people heard this, who knows what they would think.

Xu San stood to the side, staring at Xu Si.

The baby must have been taught by Xu Si to behave like this.

It's time to teach Xu Si a lesson.

"Next match: Feng Baobao vs. Xiao Xiao!"

The announcement to begin the competition rang out at just the right time.

Xu San also turned his gaze from Xu Si to Feng Baobao.

To his surprise, Feng Baobao didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"It'll be my turn soon, so I'll go down first."

Feng Baobao's eyes lit up, and she patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder.

He then flashed and jumped directly off the stands.

Zhang Chulan watched Feng Baobao's retreating figure with a complicated expression.

Xiao Xiao's exhalation can affect the souls of ordinary people.

But Bao Jie's physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. When these two methods clash, it's hard to say who will prevail.

"Blowing your breath won't work on Feng Baobao."

Xu Si remained calm, saying, "The baby's physical strength is what it is; it's too difficult to influence her soul."

"Xiao Xiao is probably going to suffer," Jiang Mo chuckled. "If only his breathing could be from the outside in."

These words startled Xu Si.

What's the difference between going from the outside in and going from the inside out?

Xiao Xiao's exhalation strikes the soul, blasting it out of the body and causing the person to lose control of their body.

This is destruction from the inside out.

If the harm is directed from the outside in, what kind of harm can it cause?

Just as Xu Si was pondering, the battle in the arena had already begun.

Xiao Xiaomai, holding a folding fan and smiling, arrived at the arena.

Feng Baobao also stepped forward a few steps, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Does the young lady seem unaware of the dangers of blowing her breath?" Xiao Xiao asked, gently waving his folding fan.

They came up here without any preparation.

Isn't this courting death?

"I know, Xu Si said you can blast a person's soul out."

Feng Baobao said earnestly, "I just don't know what will happen after it's blasted out. By the way, your nose is quite big!"

Xiao Xiao paused in his movements.

A big nose is a standard feature of a storyteller, but it's a bit embarrassing for a young woman to say it so bluntly.

"The competition begins!" the referee announced.

Xiao Xiao immediately composed himself and snapped his folding fan shut.

"Behold my supernatural powers!"

Xiao Xiao formed a hand seal with his left hand, and a breath of energy was exhaled from his nostrils, turning into white smoke that drifted towards Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao instinctively stepped back, but was still enveloped by the aura.

"Xiao Xiao's breathing is too slow," Wei Duoduo in the stands shook her head.

"I thought it would be a fierce attack, but it turned out to be as slow and methodical as a storyteller." Zhuge Qing was also somewhat disappointed.

The moment the white smoke landed on Feng Baobao, she swayed.

"Success?" Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up with joy.

However, the next moment, Feng Baobao simply wrinkled her nose and covered it with one hand.

"It stinks!"

Feng Baobao said disdainfully, and suddenly reached out with her other hand to grab Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao was shocked and quickly retreated to dodge the first attack.

impossible!

How could anyone be completely unaffected and even retaliate?

Unheard of!

I want to see who this Feng Baobao, who avoided blowing her breath, really is.

As soon as she raised her head, she met Feng Baobao's expressionless eyes.

She raised her right hand and made a palm with her left, aiming straight for his chin.

"Oh no!" Xiao Xiao was startled.

This is to seal his nasal cavity, so that blowing his breath will backfire on him!

It was too late for Xiao Xiao to stop it.

Feng Baobao was too fast; she lifted his chin up with one hand.

"boom!"

Xiao Xiao's chin was forced to tilt back, and the aura he was about to release was all trapped inside his body.

His eyes widened instantly.

That girl is really vicious!

These energies, having nowhere to dissipate, can only backfire on themselves!

"Whoosh!"

Before he could think, Xiao Xiao's body flew out like a cannonball.

Feng Baobao stood still, looking down at her palm.

"When I was holding his chin just now, I felt something come out of his mouth and nose," she said with a curious look.