Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

After Huan Chenzhi said this, he really would not lose.

Yan Feng simply relaxed his state, put his arms around Huan Chenzhi's neck and rubbed him, showing off the appearance of a little spoiled wife, leaving everything they needed to face to Huan Chenzhi. Dealt with it.

Warcraft is indeed a little scarier than imagined.

But the little bird has seen the sea monster before, and has lived happily with the sea monster for nearly 200 years.

So the monster in front of me, even though it has tentacles on its body, still exudes miasma and poisonous gas. But for the little bird, whose existence is less than one-tenth that of the siren, there is certainly nothing to fear.

He is.

Huan Chenzhi's performance was the same.

It's not because Huan Chenzhi has seen anything more terrifying, but simply because Huan Chenzhi is holding Yan Feng.

The most important person in this life is in his arms.

The feeling of being completely relaxed and at ease was enough to make him fearless of anything he had to face.

The magic sword was swung down.

That resolute state was no less than when he killed the god before.

The tentacles of the monster were completely cut off, and its fangs were also chopped into pieces by the sword during the collision.

In the end, Huan Chenzhi cut off the monster's head directly without the king or the soldiers around him taking action.

When blood spattered, he blocked it with his hand.

Yan Feng's face was clean.

There was no blood of Warcraft splattered on it.

Huan Chenzhi took a look and was very satisfied.

He leaned over and kissed Yan Feng's cheek again, and Huan Chenzhi narrowed his eyes.

He said: "Look, I protected you well. No blood was spilled this time, right?"

Yan Feng smiled.

He knew that Huan Chenzhi didn't like the sight of him being stained with blood.

Because it's like what Huan Chenzhi said.

In his eyes, Yan Feng is the cleanest, most beautiful and pure kind of little fairy.

The little fairy shouldn't be tainted by that.

At least that's what Huan Chenzhi thinks.

Lowering his head and rubbing Huan Chenzhi's cheek, Yan Feng pointed at the hem of his clothes. With bright eyes, he said: "But there was no blood spattered on the face, but blood was spattered on the body? The clothes are not even clean!"

His tone of voice was soft and waxy.

It sounds like you're being coquettish.

Huan Chenzhi's eyes immediately became darker than before.

It was obvious that he thought of something exciting. He took two deep breaths and then said slowly: "It doesn't matter if your clothes are dirty. Just take them off when you go back. But now there are several other Warcraft. Do you want to do it now?" Come back with me to change clothes, or..."

"Clean up all the monsters and then go back and change clothes!"

Yan Feng didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence and had already quickly reached a conclusion.

Are you kidding me?

Even if Huan Chenzhi didn't say it clearly, Yan Feng could already guess what it meant to go back and "change clothes", right?

He doesn't understand.

Even if Huan Chenzhi is the most powerful magician in the world, he is still just a human being.

He is not God.

Not even a demigod.

But why does his energy always scare him, a serious god, every time he does that kind of thing?

Fortunately, Huan Chenzhi did not insist on going back to exercise this time.

After all, he still has power now.

It would be a good thing for this country to speed up and deal with a few more monsters.

Taking a deep breath, Huan Chenzhi turned around and asked the king about the specific locations of other monsters.

And heard his question.

Not just the king.

Even the guards following him all showed expressions of surprise.

"High Priest, we know that you are indeed very strong. The monsters are indeed in urgent need of treatment, but if you are overdrawn, it will take longer to wait for the magic power to recover."

The king reminded with some worry.

After all, under normal circumstances, even Huan Chenzhi would use most of his magic power to defeat a monster by himself.

The remaining magic power can activate the teleportation array for him to return to the temple.

But if he continued to attack other monsters, it would be a trivial matter for him to overdraw. The greater possibility was that his magic power reserves were not enough and he died directly in the battle.

Huan Chenzhi's existence is really important to their country.

Therefore, even the king who was somewhat opposed to him in terms of political power would definitely not want to see him die like this.

The recovery of magic power is never so fast.

It is precisely because of this that Huan Chenzhi was so powerful that he had not been able to quickly clean up the Warcraft disasters that broke out everywhere in the country before.

He was powerless before.

It's different now.

Facing the king's reminder, Huan Chenzhi just chuckled and looked back at the god who was still sitting in his arms. He said: "Your Majesty the King, there is no need to worry about me. I told you that I have the protection of the gods and the magic power in my body is very strong. I will not be unable to hold on just because I killed a monster."

He said and asked Yan Feng with his eyes.

Yan Feng immediately understood what he meant, smiled and shook his head, and responded to him: "You don't have to worry about my condition, I'm fine. I'm your god after all, don't you know I'm very powerful?"

He said it easily and happily.

The expression on his face didn't look as fragile and tired as when he cried and shouted to stop every night.

That should really be no problem.

Huan Chenzhi thought for a moment and then simply asked: "Can you teleport us to the next location like before? If not, I..."

The words are not finished yet.

The scene in front of me has changed.

It was only blurry for a moment. When his vision became clear again, Huan Chenzhi discovered that they had appeared around another small town that was infested by monsters.

The priests who purified the miasma were not as fast as them. So this time only Huan Chenzhi, the king and the soldiers behind him moved their positions.

The new Warcraft is still easy and smooth to handle.

Then he stayed in this state, under everyone's incredulous gaze.

Only three days had passed, and Huan Chenzhi had already followed Yan Feng to clean up all the monsters that were rampant in their country.

Judging from the speed at which the monsters appeared and the speed at which they were cleared, I thought I would have to live and die with the monsters for the rest of my life.

Unexpectedly, the situation that had already given up was completely resolved within three days.

Even if Huan Chenzhi doesn't say anything now.

The whole country also believed it.

Their god is really back.

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"Today, in order to thank you for blessing us, I will hold a big ceremony for you. He asked me what you like, and I can give you more when I worship in the future."

The temple at night.

Huan Chenzhi held Yan Feng in his arms.

While kissing the tears at the corners of Yan Feng's eyes, he said with a chuckle.

Yan Feng was in a daze.

He wants to stop right now!

Don’t think that changing the topic will calm him down and continue exercising!

impossible!

He just loves to rest!

Don't like anything else!

Yan Feng thought in his heart.

But his voice was hoarse and his head was dizzy, and he couldn't give Huan Chenzhi a complete answer.

Then he heard the man leaning into his ear, continuing to chuckle and say: "I know what you like, and I have made it clear to the king. So you can look forward to the festival in a month. You will definitely be satisfied. .”