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

Yan Feng could tell that Shi Muyun was angry.

But he didn't quite understand why Shi Muyun was angry.

As Shi Muyun's sword, he offered to help Shi Muyun experience the joy of becoming an immortal. Shouldn't Shi Muyun be happier?

Yan Feng tilted his head.

He was a little lost.

But he is a bird with a beak. When problems arise, he knows to use communication to solve them.

So he reached out and poked Shi Muyun. Yan Feng asked him, "Shi Muyun, I like you too and want to be with you. Why are you unhappy?"

"Do you think I should be happy?"

Shi Muyun's voice sounded a little cold.

Yan Feng didn't understand even more.

Then he expressed his doubts.

Instead, Shi Muyun had a similarly puzzled expression.

The two remained silent for a moment facing each other.

Shi Muyun finally figured out the problem.

Pressing his forehead, he let out a helpless chuckle. Then he asked Yan Feng, "Yan Yan, you know that you can help people become immortals, but you don't know how to help, right?"

Yan Feng nodded: "To be precise, I didn't know that I had such great ability and could make people become immortals?"

He said it carelessly.

You can tell from his tone that he really doesn't understand.

Once again receiving reassurance, Shi Muyun finally smiled and felt much more relieved. Shaking his head, he sighed again, and then told Yan Feng what he knew.

According to Tianji Pavilion's algorithm, Yan Feng's sword can indeed help people become immortals.

But it doesn't mean that man and sword merge into one and become immortal at the same time.

Instead, he sacrificed the sword and used it to open the sky, and then people took advantage of this opportunity to reach the sky in one fell swoop.

Therefore the sword must break.

But in the hearts of those who only want to be ranked in the Immortal Class, even if a mere sword is broken, there will be no regrets.

In other words, in a normal person's thinking, if he can reach the sky in one step by breaking a sword, then the sword should be broken, and it should be broken appropriately.

It is precisely because of this that some people come to fight for their lives.

That's why Shi Muyun was so dissatisfied when he heard those invitations from Yan Feng.

After understanding the other party's thoughts, Yan Feng certainly couldn't say anything more about becoming an immortal. Moreover, according to his previous thinking, he only planned to take Shi Muyun to become an immortal, and then agree on a time period, and when the time is up, Shi Muyun would give him his soul.

After all, no matter how reluctant he was to let go, Shi Muyun was just a fragment of his soul.

It was impossible for Yan Feng to live with him forever in this world.

Therefore, he has the status of an immortal who has the same longevity as heaven.

It was indeed not suitable for Shi Muyun.

Yan Feng was thinking in his heart, and Shi Muyun also continued: "Yan Yan, I know that mortal life does not last long, but after all, I am a cultivator, and I will be above mortals in terms of body and life span. I will accompany you. Even if my life doesn’t last forever, I will still be satisfied.”

He spoke of contentment.

But Yan Feng knew that he was not satisfied in his heart.

If he could become an immortal with his sword, Shi Muyun would never let go of that opportunity.

But as he said, he didn't want to live alone.

If he wanted to use two or three hundred years of companionship to soothe the eternal loneliness, it would be too difficult. Shi Muyun couldn't do it, and he didn't want to do it at all.

He could completely understand the other party's thoughts, and of course Yan Feng would never mention anything about becoming an immortal to him.

Instead, he took Shi Muyun's hand and pressed his slender fingers on the rosary beads on his wrist. Yan Feng blinked and said, "Actually, we can still be together forever."

Shi Muyun smiled bitterly: "Don't say I have talent, let me work hard to become an immortal. To be honest, it is basically as difficult as a dream. I don't think I will succeed, and I am also worried if I don't succeed. , I waste all my living time on cultivation instead of accompanying you. When I die, I will definitely regret it and be miserable."

Of course Yan Feng knew this.

And what he was going to propose would naturally not be this idea.

Just smiling, Yan Feng said: "I'm not asking you to practice, and I don't intend to extend your life. I just want to make an agreement with you about things after death."

Shi Muyun frowned slightly.

This was obviously a direction he had not considered.

Yan Feng continued: "For example, after you die, give me your soul. Then you can be with me forever. Are you willing?"

In the world where Shi Muyun lives, there are already ghosts and gods. So there is no need to explain it to him as cumbersomely as when faced with those fragments of atheism before.

The development of things was exactly as Yan Feng thought.

Shi Muyun was silent for a moment, and then asked directly: "You mean, if I sign a contract with you, after I die, I don't need to go through any reincarnation, and I can become a sword spirit with you?"

well.

It is easier for cultivators to communicate.

Even those parts that he didn't explain clearly, I could take the initiative to help him complete.

Couldn't be more thoughtful, okay?

Yan Feng was deeply moved.

He nodded vigorously and replied: "Yes, that's what it means!"

Although essentially there is a slight error.

But the error is not big!

As long as the contract is signed successfully, and when Shi Muyun dies and the big memory recovery technique is successfully used, he will eventually understand Mr. Bird's good intentions!

Yan Feng thought.

Expectation was also written on his face.

Shi Muyun was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility of such a thing. But in the end, he simply gave up those entanglements.

When his eyebrows were fully stretched, he responded to Yan Feng: "Okay, I will do as you say. When I die, my soul will be given to you."

The voice fell.

The rosary on Yan Feng's wrist gave off a faint light.

This is proof that the contract between the two of them was successful.

Yan Feng relaxed.

He approached Shi Muyun's arms happily.

Originally, I thought that in order to reward the other party, it was not impossible to continue the exercise that I had not done enough before.

But he didn't expect that this time it was Shi Muyun who spoke first.

Leaning close to Yan Feng's ear, he said: "Yan Yan, although my husband also wants to touch you, you should go back to the sword now, right?"

Yan Feng was stunned.

Shi Muyun continued: "It seems that the faster the news spreads, the more annoying bugs there will be. Before today's sexual intercourse, my husband has some matters that I need to deal with with my wife."