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

Yan Feng:......

He saw and heard clearly.

Shi Muyun, a lunatic, planned to bury the two of them together.

All those words that praised him as a gentle and elegant gentleman are withdrawn!

Yan Feng still couldn't help but want to say.

His Lord God is always reassuring.

The madman’s character never collapses, it’s so beautiful!

Seeing that Yan Feng never responded to him, Shi Muyun would have misunderstood.

He actually comforted him seriously and said: "Yan Yan, you don't have to worry or be afraid. I will use my spiritual power to protect you in a while and put you in the hole. Even if the rocks fall down, you will be suppressed." It's just me. You just stay with me, you won't get hurt."

He said and touched Yan Feng's head again.

Then he added: "Didn't I ask you a few days ago? Didn't you say that you won't feel uncomfortable even if you don't breathe? Then there won't be any pain. Just sleep with me on weekdays. It's no big deal."

Get some sleep on your bullshit!

I usually take a nap and when I open my eyes, you feel hot.

This time when I slept, my eyes were cold when I opened them.

It might still smell bad.

Can this be the same! ?

Although he knew very well that after Shi Muyun died, he would also leave this world with him. But Yan Feng still felt that he needed to express his complaints and dissatisfaction properly because the other party was blind and deceived the bird with his eyes closed.

So Yan Feng widened his eyes and asked Shi Muyun, "Have you forgotten the agreement I made with you?"

He asked a little abruptly.

But Shi Muyun understood what he meant.

The smile on his face was still gentle and serious, and he said: "I still remember that after I die, I will give my soul to you, and the two of us can be together forever."

Yan Feng didn't understand: "Since you still remember it, why are you doing this?"

"Just in case."

Shi Muyun explained to him: "Even if I give you my soul, your identity is still the sword spirit. If you don't hide this sword and the sword is picked up by others, wouldn't you be someone else's sword spirit?" ?"

This is something Shi Muyun is unwilling to accept no matter what.

So before the nightmare comes true, the safest way is to find a way to hide the sword completely so that no one can find it.

Shi Muyun had obviously thought about it for a long time and had thought about all aspects in detail.

He held Yan Feng's hand and kept describing to him a beautiful picture of the future.

In his plan, Yan Feng is still the sword spirit, and he is a ghost like a wandering soul who can follow Yan Feng or go to a slightly farther place.

He will practice as hard as possible.

When he has cultivated to the point where his soul can be transformed into a physical entity and looks no different from an ordinary human being, he can go to nearby villages and towns to buy the food and ingredients he likes for the birds.

"But I haven't practiced Ghost Dao yet, and I don't know if it will be a little bumpy. So my plan is for ten years. At least in these ten years, I may not be able to make you the food you like. But I I guarantee that after I finish cultivating, you will be able to live the carefree life you have now."

Shi Muyun said it very seriously.

Yan Feng no longer knew whether he should show helplessness or laugh out loud because of his deep love.

I could only continue to listen to Shi Muyun's story.

He said: "After I cultivate my physical body, I can hold the sword again. When the time comes, I will take you with me, and no one can take you away. But before that, in order to prevent you from being taken away by others, I can only find a way to bury you deeper. Don’t be afraid, I will always be by your side and will not let you feel lonely."

These few words were spoken slowly, and Yan Feng completely understood what he meant.

He also felt Shi Muyun's determination.

In short, it is definitely not something he can change with a few words.

After choosing to give up, Yan Feng could only obey in a dumbfounded manner.

Reaching out and pinching Shi Muyun's cheek, Yan Feng said, "Then you can't break your promise and stay with me well?"

"Okay," Shi Muyun nodded.

He led Yan Feng to the huge pothole, and then chose a relatively flat position. He lay down on his own, and as promised before, he used his spiritual power to create a groove around himself.

Protect your spiritual power around the groove to ensure that when the rocks collapse, the groove will not be hit or crushed.

After doing this, he put the long sword in his arms into the groove with a look of reluctance.

He reached over and touched the sword.

Shi Muyun murmured: "Yan Yan, I hope my eyes can regain their brightness after death. You always say that you are very beautiful, and I also know that my Yan Yan is the most beautiful woman in the world. But I will still be curious after all. .I want to see what you really look like."

What is written between the lines in his words is full of deep attachment.

Yan Feng felt sour and uncomfortable in his heart.

He just reached out and took Shi Muyun's hand, asking him to put his fingers on his face.

Just like he always does.

Using the touch of his fingertips, he slowly traced the outline of Yan Feng's facial features.

Because I can't see it with my eyes.

This was the only way he could understand Yan Feng's appearance.

Shi Muyun's hand followed Yan Feng and touched his forehead to his chin.

Then he moved closer to Yan Feng.

He seemed to want to kiss.

It's a pity that with his current strength, he can't do this again.

Yan Feng understood what he was thinking, so he took the initiative to get close to him and kissed Shi Muyun on the lips.

He smiled when he saw the other person.

That smile is extremely satisfying.

He said: "Yan Yan, hide quickly, my time is up."

"Also, don't be afraid, we will meet again."

When he finished the last sentence, Shi Muyun's breath faded.

At the same time, the earth began to vibrate continuously, and the surrounding rocks collapsed. This was Shi Muyun using his last spiritual power to cause an earthquake that was enough to bury this deep pit.

Shi Muyun had closed his eyes and lost his breath.

Yan Feng sat on the spot and looked up at the surrounding rocks that were beginning to collapse and fall.

I couldn't help shaking my head.

He felt that the madman's brain was still not very useful.

If all the rocks are smashed down, won’t all the corpses be smashed to pieces?

Even if the soul is retained by then, how tattered and scary will it be?

"As expected, I care about you the most."

Yan Feng muttered.

Then he raised his hand and waved.

Next to Shi Muyun's body, a transparent coffin appeared.

The defense of the coffin was a little higher than the one he gave the sword. The rocks won't destroy the coffin, and there's no need to worry about his body being left intact.

After doing this, he put the long sword on the side back into Shi Muyun's arms. Yan Fengcai lowered his head and kissed the other person's lips again.

He said, "Good night, I'll see you later."

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(In this world, I have been revising the text because of the lock-down, so I didn’t write long because of my bad mentality. I will write well in the next world and ask for rewards if I don’t give up!)