663 Real World 7

Only recently, the disease has been so frequent.

"If you can find the cause, you may be able to solve the cause of Young Master Feng." Xue Shenyi said, touching his gray beard.

Feng Guanshi frowned, thinking hard.

On weekdays, the young master is either practicing or practicing, and what he eats is all things from the past, and there is nothing special about it.

"Shen Doctor Xue, I'll show you the diet list of the young master in a while, and you can see if there is anything wrong."

"That's fine too."

Just as their conversation was about to end, the door of the secret room opened again, and a stern man walked out.

The people who were guarding the outside saluted respectfully when they saw the person coming.

"Little Lord."

Feng Lihen was wearing a silver windbreaker, his long black hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, and the slight dampness on his forehead not only did not make people feel decadent, but instead looked a bit domineering and wild.

Feng Lihen said to Feng Guanshi, "Don't disturb me if I have nothing to do today."

"Yes."

Feng Lihen left the secret room and returned to his bedroom.

During this period of emotional restlessness, but could not find the reason. This feeling of being out of control is very bad.

Feng Lihen restrained himself from falling into a deep sleep and falling into that strange disease, but the more he resisted, the more irritable he became.

There seemed to be a voice deep in my heart calling him.

Feng Lihen meditated, suppressing that uncontrollable emotion, but when he closed his eyes, everything gradually went out of control.

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[Ding, this system is online, please raise your hand to welcome the host. 】

Bei Yutang ignored it directly.

囧, its host is not cute at all.

[Host, are you going to start the mission? 】

"Hmm. Begin."

Bei Yutang finally reacted.

[Okay, the transmission starts. 】

Bei Yutang glanced sideways at the boy Mo, who was already sleeping beside him. When he retracted his gaze, he closed his eyes.

【Ten, nine, eight, seven...】

After a while, Bei Yutang opened her eyes and found herself in an adobe room. If she hadn't known that she was on a mission, she would have thought she hadn't left.

Bei Yutang lifted the quilt on her body. Although the quilt was mended, it was clean and refreshing, but when her eyes touched her hand, Bei Yutang was stunned.

It was a pair of very rough hands, generally speaking, the hands of labor, with many cracks on the hands.

She looked around subconsciously and found that the house she lived in was very clean, not even a few decent pieces of furniture.

With just such a glance, Bei Yutang probably also knew that the owner of this body who threw himself into it this time had a family background that was no worse than Muzhitao's.

[Does the host accept the plot? 】

She looked at the bright sun outside, and the yard was very quiet, so no one should disturb her.

"accept."

As her voice fell, a huge message entered her mind.

After a quarter of an hour, her message was accepted.

Bei Yutang wiped off the thin beads of sweat that overflowed from his forehead.

[Ding, is the host troubled by the headache and headache every time he receives information? Now your good news is coming, this system has specially launched a pain reliever pill that can eliminate headaches. After taking it, it has no side effects and can be used for life. 】

【Host, do you want a pill? 】

System Jun's old problems started again.

"Shut up." Bei Yutang said this harshly, not from the heart, but out of his mouth.

System gentleman:  …

It found that its host was in a bad mood.