novelsite Chapter 405 Werewolf or good dog? "over"
Chapter 405 Werewolf or good dog? "over"
Chapter 405: Werewolf or good dog? "over"
When Yan Feng opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the divine realm.
It was different from every previous flight.
This time he said he wanted to fly, but he didn't mean to flap his wings at all.
After all, he knew that Jiang Huaisheng was dead.
As a domestic bird, it is impossible for it to survive alone after its owner leaves.
Of course, there is no pain from falling.
It seemed that before his body hit the ground, the red panda had already guided his soul back to this world.
He became more and more satisfied with the red panda's working ability. When Yan Feng opened his eyes and saw him, he couldn't help but laugh.
Out of habit, he reached over and pinched the red panda's soft cheeks. Yan Feng asked, "Gungun, you performed very well this time. You got me back in time!"
"Although, boss, I hope you don't want it to happen again." Gungun said with a headache: "Do you know that you almost fell to the ground, not just you, when the two of you jumped, the god's The lifespan of the soul fragments hasn’t come to an end yet!”
Yan Feng blinked.
Originally I wanted to ask the red panda what to do.
But then he thought about it, and he suddenly realized the problem.
The expression on his face was a little embarrassed.
After coughing lightly, Yan Feng asked with a guilty conscience: "Then...did he feel the pain of being smashed into a pulp?"
"No, we ended his lifespan early when he was about to touch the ground." Gungun sighed, and then added seriously, he said: "But if you have a plot in this regard, boss, You can tell us in advance. Then we can let him die naturally and experience an unprecedented experience. It is not impossible."
Yan Feng immediately shook his head.
Although sometimes he also felt that he should let that bastard Xie Chengan feel the pain and make him pay a price for his actions.
But when that time comes, Yan Feng will still be reluctant to let go.
Just like his god's emotions towards him.
He would also be reluctant to part with Xie Chengan.
I can't bear to let the other person be sad, and I can't bear to let the other person be in pain.
Of course he would not allow Xie Chengan to try the kind of pain that would directly shatter his body and turn his bones and flesh into powder.
Realizing that his incompetent little brain almost did something wrong again, Yan Feng felt a little sorry for Xie Chengan.
First, she lowered her head and kissed his rosary beads.
Let the red pandas and the others prepare for the new world, and then Yan Feng ran back to the small yard where he and Xie Chengan lived as quickly as possible.
It's not the same as the previous worlds.
This time Xie Chengan did not release the unfused soul fragments.
It was just that he was sitting in the yard. When he saw Yan Feng come in, Xie Chengan sighed in a very fake way and said with aggrieved eyes: "Madam, the result of your choice this time is that your husband-in-law is thrown and I feel so hurt."
He said and stretched out his arm to show Yan Feng.
He kept chanting: "Look, this meat was broken to pieces. That painful feeling, I..."
"Stop pretending, Gungun told me, you died before you landed, how could you feel that kind of pain!"
Yan Feng stared and interrupted Xie Chengan's words.
He found that Xie Chengan was very capable.
No matter how depressed and sad he was, Xie Chengan could always use these few words to easily return all his emotions to an angry state.
Sure enough, after hearing his response, Xie Chengan laughed wildly.
The apologies that Yan Feng finally showed up suddenly disappeared without a trace. Angry Birds continued to shout: "Besides, even if it is really thrown, the person who was thrown is Jiang Huaisheng! What does it have to do with you?"
"He is my soul. Everything he has experienced is also everything I have experienced. Madam, what do you think it has to do with my husband?"
Xie Chengan asked back with a smile.
Yan Feng was so angry that he stopped talking.
Xie Chengan said: "Madam, there is no need to be so angry. If you want to see him and help your husband merge his soul, I will be happy to do so. Just think of it as an apology for your choice this time, I..."
"What are you! You are a big pervert!" Yan Feng interrupted Xie Chengan and slapped away the hand that the other party had extended towards him.
Suddenly, an idea from the previous world appeared in his mind. Yan Feng sighed and said, "I originally wanted to carve a stone statue for you! If I don't carve it, you don't deserve it!"
His thoughts appeared in the small world.
And Jiang Huaisheng in the small world does not have the ability to read minds.
So when this topic was suddenly mentioned, Xie Chengan was a little confused for a moment: "What stone statue?"
"It's just like the wolf god from the previous world."
Yan Feng curled his lips and said: "Of those gods in the small world, each one seems to have a stone statue carved by his followers. I think about it, you are the master god after all. There is no stone statue of you anywhere, don't you think it's strange? Isn’t that right?”
Although he was still angry, Yan Feng couldn't help but become serious again when he mentioned this matter.
His god is the noblest of beings.
A more perfect existence than all other gods.
As a result, there were only his gods and no idols.
This just gets more and more annoying the more I think about it, okay?
Yan Feng's small head couldn't hold so many things, but now he began to think about the statue of the gods wholeheartedly, and naturally he forgot about Xie Chengan's perverted behavior just now.
The more Xiaoniao thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was correct.
The statue of Xie Chengan must be erected as soon as possible!
And just when he was trying hard to make up his mind, the god he was involved with couldn't help laughing. Reminding Yan Feng: "Honey, why don't we forget about the statue? If you are asked to do it, it is an abstract work of art. I guess others won't be able to tell who you are carving?"
He said it a little tactfully.
But Yan Feng understood.
Anger welled up again, and the little bird was furious: "You said my sculpture was ugly!"
"No, of course that's not what I mean," Xie Chengan kept shaking his head and said, "I think my wife's level is too high, and it would be bad for other people to see the artwork she created. But if it's just the two of us, Look, does this sculpture exist? It doesn’t seem to have that much significance anymore?”
Yan Feng blinked.
He felt that what Xie Chengan said made sense.
But something seems not quite right.
But he didn't give the bird a chance to continue thinking.
Xie Chengan had already come forward and hugged the person in his arms. When he led the person into the house, his figure had already split into two.
He lowered his head and kissed the obedient and silly little bird.
Xie Chengan chuckled and said, "Baby, don't think about those messy things. Think about how to fuse your husband's soul first. Isn't that more important?"