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

After saying the last sentence, the light in Ji Yanci's eyes dimmed.

Then he lay down on the table and closed his eyes.

It was as if he had fallen asleep, deeply out of breath.

I didn't go directly to check on him because there was no need to do any more checks.

Yan Feng knew that his life had come to an end.

Also okay.

At the last moment, I talked to him about some things about the God Realm, but he didn't let the sadness completely engulf him like before.

Lowering his head and kissing the warm beads, Yan Feng picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the cold food.

We were supposed to be chatting while eating just now.

Ji Yanci should be allowed to eat some too.

It's like this every time when life is coming to an end.

The man prepared a meal for him, but he would not eat with him.

It was really just for him alone.

Thinking about it this way makes me feel uncomfortable.

After finishing all the food on the table, Yan Feng touched his stomach.

It's chubby to eat.

It's full.

He took two deep breaths and closed his eyes.

When it reopened, Yan Feng had returned to the divine realm.

This time it was just as he thought.

The person who greeted him was indeed Ji Yanci.

Because they agreed that when they said goodbye, he wanted Ji Yanci to see his true self.

It seems he still remembers this.

Yan Feng thought to himself, and the sad feeling dissipated a lot.

The little bird became happy again.

There was no excessive verbal exchange. After just looking at each other, Yan Feng transformed himself into a bird.

He flapped his wings and flew around Ji Yanci twice, and then landed obediently in Ji Yanci's outstretched palm.

Rubbing its own cheek with its wings, the little bird squinted its eyes, puffed out its chest, and exposed its white belly to Ji Yanci. Although it didn't say anything, just this action would make Ji Yanci feel, This is an invitation to go over and touch it.

It must feel good.

With this thought in his mind, Ji Yanci did so.

The fingertips touch the white hair on the bird's belly. The fluffy feeling is indeed very pleasing.

"Am I super good-looking?" Yan Feng asked him.

The voice sounds a little more pleasant than when it turned into a human.

Or maybe it's because of the joyful emotion that comes from the heart.

In short, it was completely different from the tone of suppressing sadness and forcing a smile before the separation.

Ji Yanci stroked the bird with his fingers, and then gave him a relaxed smile. Answering Xiaoniao's question, he said: "It's very beautiful, just like I imagined before. You're right, the only thing I think of is your appearance."

Because it is a memory engraved deep in the soul.

Even if the soul fragment enters the small world, it loses the memory of the original body as a god. But his feelings for Yan Feng have long been engraved in the deepest place.

Even if you can't remember it, you will feel it vaguely at a certain moment.

Those soul fragments may not understand this well enough.

But Yan Feng knew it very clearly.

Originally, he wanted to say a few more words to Ji Yanci, but unexpectedly, as he flapped his wings, Xie Chengan's somewhat dissatisfied voice came from beside him.

He said: "I just knew that I fell into his hands and didn't know that I would come here. Are you not worried that I will be unhappy at all?"

The dog man is jealous again.

Yan Feng snorted.

Just flap your wings and fly into the sky.

He flies high.

Dog man, don't even think about coming over to touch him!

But this place is the realm of gods after all. As the only true god here, it is too easy for Xie Chengan to control the bird.

He didn't even move his position.

He just raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The next second, the bird that was flying in the air just now appeared in Xie Chengan's palm.

Xie Chengan lowered his head and pecked the little bird's soft head, and said shamelessly: "Baby loves me so much, he already knows how to fly back to my hand."

Yan Feng:......

Son of a bitch!

Do you want to hear what you're saying?

Look at what you've done, you're still a god! It’s not a shame!

He scolded the other party in his heart.

The result was that Yan Feng's waist hurt severely.

How long the fusion took, Yan Feng didn't even bother to calculate the numbers.

He only knew that it was a period of darkness, with no distinction between day and night.

So annoying!

Lord Bird’s waist is also a waist!

Just because I'm round, doesn't mean I have no waist!

In this state of constant cursing, the fusion ended, and Yan Feng huddled in Xie Chengan's arms and fell asleep.

As expected, he still liked the warmth of Xie Chengan's arms.

Warm.

It is very similar to the fire every time Ji Yanci activates his power.

While he was sleeping, Xie Chengan had been pumping divine power into his body. Anyway, the gods are all the same. As long as the divine power is enough, the fatigue on the body will be completely eliminated soon.

As the only ancestor god in the world, Xie Chengan's divine power is endless. Even if it is not all integrated now, it will not take much effort for him to transfer enough divine power to the little bird.

I rested like this for who knows how long.

When Yan Feng opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to his birdlike appearance, using Xie Chengan's head as his own bird's nest and squatting on it to take a nap.

He looked around again vaguely.

Yan Feng discovered that he was actually in the kitchen of the divine realm.

After flapping his wings to remind the other party that he was awake, Yan Feng asked by the way: "What are you doing? Why did you bring me to the kitchen?"

"I'm cooking," Xie Chengan joked to him with a smile: "I'm going to stew a bird today, so I brought you with me."

Yan Feng:! ! !

The bird's eyes widened in horror.

Then Xie Chengan couldn't help laughing.

Of course Yan Feng knew that he could not stew himself.

But the problem is that the little bird can't hold on if he eats it another way.

Fortunately, the dog man understood something this time.

He did not continue to do any unreasonable behavior towards Mr. Bird.

He just poured the ingredients into the pot and continued to answer Yan Feng's question. He said: "In the process of giving you magical power this time, you unconsciously returned to your original shape. It can be seen that you are real. tired."

You also know that you, Mr. Bird, are tired! ?

Yan Feng angrily slapped Xie Chengan on the forehead.

Xie Chengan's smile grew wider: "Baby, don't be in a hurry to kiss me. My husband will make you something to eat. It's not just those soul fragments who can cook it. What I cook is more delicious than them. Just wait."