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Chapter 586 Deja Vu

After the mist dissipated, Manshu was in disbelief. He blinked several times and stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He put his hand on his forehead and began to review what he had just seen.

In other words, it was this bad wood that did it?

He actually stole her energy stone? !

Unforgivable!!!

Manshu kicked the tree under his feet hard twice, his eyes blazing with anger, and he wished he could chop the tree into pieces like firewood.

"come out!"

When Si Yao was half asleep, he heard a "dong dong dong" sound that seemed to come from the third floor. However, he was too sleepy to open his eyes. He simply covered his head with the quilt and was unwilling to move.

Feng Cheche opened his eyes drowsily, looked at Si Yao who was curled up in the quilt and only looked like a fox, then looked in the direction where the "dong dong dong" sound came from.

QAQ, he just finished watching a horror movie behind Kuikui, and this sound is so scary!

Feng Cheche looked around and aimed at the quilt on the bed. He remembered that the protagonists in horror movies always hid in the quilt, so it would be fine if he hid in the quilt, right?

Si Yao was halfway through his sleep when he suddenly felt his stomach a little cold. He reached out his hand and subconsciously touched the side, but found nothing. When he opened his eyes, he saw the windmill, which least needed to be wrapped in a quilt, wrapped in the quilt, motionless, with only a piece of vine sticking out.

Si Yao: ...

If you had told me you needed a blanket earlier, wouldn't I have given you an extra one? Do you still need to fight for a blanket in the middle of the night?

A little white fox rolled over on the bed, turned into a human form, casually put on a nightgown, opened the closet, and planned to take down a quilt.

The moment I opened the cabinet, I heard a breaking sound above my head.

Before he could even react to what caused it to break, he was hit by a pile of dirt and rocks.

When Si Yao struggled to climb out of the rocks, he looked at the giant mangosteen that buried him in confusion, and looked at the pile of mangosteens in a daze.

A mangosteen is about the size of four or five fists, twice as big as the ones she had seen on StarNet before.

Si Yao silently pulled his lower body out and stood on a pile of waste rocks. These rocks were made of special materials, specially modified to be radiation-resistant. They were not heavy, but weren't their load-bearing capacity a little too poor?

Si Yao stood up and walked around, determined the location, turned out the windmill wrapped in a thick blanket that was buried under the stone, picked it up in his hand, and shook it back and forth.

It was not until a few loud voices came to his mind, "Stop, stop shaking, I'm awake," that he was hung on a wall that had not collapsed.

Then he slowly took out two elves pretending to be dead from the pile of mangosteens nearby.

Manshu's eyelids were still shaking, but they were still tightly closed, with a poor acting that showed that he was not awake as long as I didn't open my eyes.

The other one should be the newly born mangosteen elf.

Si Yao tried to sense it and it was obvious that the coma was caused by exhaustion of energy, and there was even a little deficit.

However, this elf has fairer skin than the other elves. He wears a rather exaggerated dark purple dress with lace on the chest, dark purple pumpkin pants on the lower body, and a pair of black boots. His short white hair is just above his ears, and his bangs are a little curly. He looks very cute.

The dark purple hat on his head had fallen into the pile of mangosteens.

Si Yao squatted down, took the small hat from the mangosteen and hung it on his hair.

Only then did she look at Manshu, who was lying on the side pretending to be dead, in silence. She discovered that only half of the time, Manshu was very well behaved and rarely willing to talk. Most of the time, he stayed quietly and made people worry-free. But now Manshu has completely changed his previous temper. How could he be so worry-free?

"Tell me, what happened that made you tear down your home?" Si Yao said speechlessly.

Feng Cheche weakly opened his eyes and looked at the messy scene here. He always felt that this scene was familiar.

He seemed to have done this kind of thing last time?

Feng Cheche paused for a moment, closed his eyes decisively, moved his head to the side and stopped looking here, to prevent Si Yao from seeing this scene and suddenly remembering what he had done before.

Si Yao didn't notice Feng Cheche's movements, and directly raised his hand to pinch Manshu's little face that was pretending to be asleep, and pinched it hard twice, "Don't pretend, I know you are awake."

His acting was too poor, his eyelids kept trembling, and he looked like he wanted to open them but was afraid to do so.

Manshu opened his eyes reluctantly, looked at the bad guy lying next to him, kicked him and kicked him away for a long distance. Then he supported his body and sat up on Si Yao's hand, smiling at Si Yao in a flattering manner.

She decisively decided to file a complaint herself, pointing at the unconscious bad guy and saying, "He! He stole Manshu's energy stone, the one he just gave me! That's too much, and he's not willing to give it back to me!"

Manshu curled his lips, turned into a mist and bounced into the air, magnifying the entire process of the theft to Si Yao.

"Look, he's bad! A robber! Vicious!" Mansu said word by word, with disgust written all over his face.

Si Yao looked at the unconscious Xiao Shanzhu. She looked well behaved on the outside, but why did she behave so... It was frustrating.

Strange, why did she suddenly have an idea? Did she feel that this matter seemed familiar?

Has she experienced something similar?