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

Yan Feng heard it now.

Xie Chengan was acting out of routine to be jealous of himself.

Anyway, all these things were caused by him. Yan Feng would not sympathize with him because of this problem!

He simply sat back on his head.

The little bird shrank its head and sat very comfortably.

He used to like this.

Anyway, when I look like a bird, I'm not heavy. Although it looks like a round lump, most of it is the effect of feathers.

So it doesn't matter where Xie Chengan stays.

At first it fell into the opponent's palm, and then it stopped on the opponent's shoulder. In the end, he sat directly on the Lord God's head with his nose upright, and Xie Chengan would never say anything bad about him.

Now that I think about it, Xie Chengan really gave him too much special care...

Otherwise, if it were anyone else, let alone sitting on top of the head.

Even if he accidentally touched the hem of Xie Chengan's clothes, he would probably be destroyed directly, right?

After all, the supreme Ancestral God is a being above all others.

Not just everything in those little worlds.

Even the other gods who were born later were more than one level lower than Xie Chengan.

But such a lofty god is willing to bow his head for him.

After thinking about this issue, Yan Feng felt that his mood became better.

Then he lowered his head and nudged Xie Chengan's head with his beak. Yan Feng asked him with a smile, "How many soul fragments do you still have scattered outside?"

"I don't know," Xie Chengan replied casually: "They were too broken when they were scattered. I can't even count how many there are."

Yan Feng:......

At once.

You're pretty cool, huh?

I was suddenly speechless.

Xie Chengan chuckled and asked him: "But isn't this quite interesting? Putting aside the time of separation, at other times, you also like to experience all kinds of life, right?"

"I don't like it," Yan Feng replied simply: "Because I often encounter those disobedient soul fragments and force me to go out to work. It's really annoying!"

Birds don't like work.

Birds just like to show off.

Soul Fragment doesn't understand this kind of thing, but Xie Chengan really understands it well enough.

The food in his hand was ready, and Xie Chengan signaled to Yan Feng that he could change back to a human.

Putting the bowls and chopsticks together on the table, Yan Feng also flew to the seat opposite him. When it fell, the bird transformed into a beauty. He was wearing a light cyan gown, which was loose and untied.

After sitting down like that, Xiaoniao had already picked up the chopsticks happily.

Xie Chengan glanced at him.

The patch of white flowers on the chest can be seen clearly.

Picking up the wine glass in front of him and taking a sip, Xie Chengan reminded him: "Baby, if you want to seduce your husband in this way, it will be your husband's fault if he doesn't satisfy you for a while."

Yan Feng:! ! !

He put on his clothes as quickly as possible, and even raised his hand to change his gown into a turtleneck sweater. After he piled himself up into a round shape, with no exposed parts at all, Yan Feng started to eat again with confidence.

Yan Feng's reactions made Xie Chengan laugh non-stop.

He drank slowly from the wine glass in his hand.

Look at Yan Feng eating there alone.

After a few bites, Yan Feng raised his head and looked at Xie Chengan. After thinking for a while, he said, "You have to eat with me."

Xie Chengan raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Because it's not interesting for me to eat by myself," Yan Feng curled his lips and said, "It's the same every time the world ends. They cook a table of food for me, and in the end I eat it by myself. If you always do this, it's easy. Gave me anorexia.”

Xie Chengan:......

His baby has anorexia.

This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life.

But now that everything has been brought up, of course he will not maintain his previous state.

He also picked up the chopsticks in front of him properly and served himself a bowl of rice. Xie Chengan took two bites, shook his head and said, "This thing is not as delicious as the bird. If you really want me to eat it right, wouldn't you let me eat something I like?"

Yan Feng was speechless: "...then you'd better not eat it, I'll eat it myself."

Feeling that Xiaoniao's mood was no longer beautiful, Xie Chengan stopped teasing him.

After having a good meal with him, as if to appease Xiaoniao, Xie Chengan reminded him: "You will like the next world, and you don't have to go to work."

Yan Feng:! ! !

Looking at Xie Chengan with bright eyes, Yan Feng asked him, "Can I not go out?"

Xie Chengan smiled and nodded: "Gungun and the others have already prepared it for you, but I don't want you to go to that world yet. It would be nice to stay with me here more."

Whether it is the vast world or the realm of gods, everything that happens in the reincarnation of all things is under Xie Chengan's control.

So Gungun and the others had sorted out the situation in the small world, and Xie Chengan would of course know the situation.

Knowing that he would never lie in this regard, Yan Feng immediately regained his energy.

He didn't want to stay in the divine realm with this bastard!

Now that his body and mind are back to perfect condition, he is going to meet his next husband!

Let the bastard be jealous!

Live it!

Who asked him to beat himself to pieces like that!

Yan Feng thought to himself, pushed away the bowls and chopsticks, and happily ran out towards the entrance of the small world.

Xie Chengan waved his hand, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table were automatically cleaned and returned to their original positions.

Then his own figure faded away.

Returned to the rosary on Yan Feng's wrist.

*

When they arrived at the entrance of the small world, just as Xie Chengan said, the divine envoys were already waiting for Yan Feng there.

Seeing Yan Feng coming over, the red panda waved to him excitedly, and then repeated what Xie Chengan had just said to him: "Boss, the next world is great! No need to work anymore!"

Yan Feng curled his lips and smiled.

Master Bird already knew about such an important thing!

But for more important things, he still had to ask in advance: "What about the soul fragments in the next world? Are they ordinary people?"

"Calculated as an ordinary person," Gungun replied: "It's just that the identity he plays in that game is not quite that of an ordinary person."

This answer sounds unclear.

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows and simply stretched out his hand towards the red panda.

Gungun also held Yan Feng's finger like before.

The next second, a regular memory appeared in Yan Feng's mind.

well.

Yan Feng was very satisfied with the character design of the next world.

It is also the kind of setting where he has no worries and no friends, and he is the only one in the household registration book for several generations.

And Gungun was right.

The next world is indeed a "game".

Yan Feng's identity is equivalent to a "player" in this game world, and he is also the first cannon fodder to be eliminated from the game.

The setting of the game is that a tourist group gets lost and walks into an ancient village.

Then they encountered the reincarnation festival in this village.

It is the resurrection of the wolf god.

When night falls, those chosen by the Wolf God will turn into werewolves and begin to attack and kill other people in the village.

Only one person dies in a night.

At dawn, those survivors need to vote to decide who will be the werewolf to be hanged.

Strangulation can only be performed once per day.

If the vote is a tie, the strangulation cannot continue.

If more than one person is strangled in a day, the wolf god will directly revive and kill all the creatures in the village, whether they are werewolves or villagers.

Only when all the werewolves die, or all the ordinary villagers die, will this weird festival stop completely.

No one can leave the village until the festival is over.

Whether they are junior members of the tour group or indigenous people in the village, they are all governed by the same rules.

Yan Feng scratched his head.

He felt like he understood this rule.

But I don’t really understand it.

Oops.

It feels like I am growing a brain.

What left him speechless the most was that the identity he played in this story was that of an ordinary villager with the ability to predict.

The so-called prophetic ability means that he can spy on other people's identities.

But you can only spy once a day.

Then you can choose whether to tell others the conclusion during the strangulation vote during the day.

It seems to be a very useful ability.

But thinking about it from another perspective, by saying this conclusion, isn't he just forcing those werewolves to kill him?

No wonder he was cannon fodder who couldn't live more than two days.

Yan Feng was speechless.

The frown between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and Yan Feng asked the red panda: "What are the soul fragments of Lord God? Are you an ordinary person like me?"

"That's not it," the red panda shook his head: "It's a hidden wolf. The prophet can't detect his identity, so he can only eliminate him by voting and strangulation. So you two are opposites, but don't worry, as long as you never get out of that world. Village, you can still kill me!"

Yan Feng:......

How can I say it?

In a sense, it can be regarded as giving him the idea of ​​​​being forced to stay at home?

I'm really grateful for the setting of this world, huh?

Cursing fiercely in his heart, Yan Feng decided to judge the next situation after entering the small world.

After all, this worldview seems to be a bit demanding on brain power.

If it doesn't work, just cheat.

Yan Feng has basically simply chosen to give up.

*

Stepping into the small world, the surroundings fell into a trance for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting in a van, driving on a mountain road, surrounded by thick fog that made it difficult to see the road clearly.

"The fog is indeed a bit heavy today, but don't be nervous. Our drivers are professional and have been driving on mountain roads for so many years. There will not be any safety problems just because of a little fog!"

A woman's sweet voice sounded from the front.

Yan Feng raised his eyes to look.

It was a woman in work clothes.

She is very good-looking, with a baby face and a petite figure. When she smiles, she has two sweet dimples on her face.

She is the tour guide of this tour group.

They can also be regarded as the culprits for introducing their carload of people into the village.

Yan Feng's current position was originally in the last row, so it was not difficult to count the number of people in the car clearly.

The van is relatively small.

In addition to the driver and tour guide at the front, there were only six tourists, including himself.

Sitting in the front row was a woman dressed as a college student, and next to her was a boy about her age. The two people are leaning together and wearing the same headphones. Judging from their intimate appearance, they should be in a relationship.

And sitting behind them was a man.

He's bald and fat. Although he can't see his face, he probably looks like a very common middle-aged man.

Sitting next to the uncle was a middle-aged woman.

Wavy short hair, slightly fat figure. Occasionally, he turned his head and looked around, just in time for Yan Feng to see his face.

With heavy make-up and some domineering facial features, he doesn't seem to be the type that's easy to get in touch with.

Apart from them, there was only a man wearing a black hoodie sitting on the seat on the other side.

The hood was covered on his head. He lowered his head and remained silent. It seemed that he didn't hear the tour guide's words at all and was in a deep sleep.

Yan Feng sat directly behind him.

So he could only see the man's back.

But even so, the thousand-year attachment allowed him to see at a glance that it was the fragment of his husband's soul in this world.

Yan Feng has already read through all the information given by Red Panda. So he also remembers the characters of this world clearly.

The man’s name is Jiang Huaisheng.

Is a world-famous boxer.

The reason why he joined this tour group this time was because he accidentally killed his opponent in the last boxing match.

It is within the scope allowed by the rules of the game, and it is also the result of the opponent's own drug use. Therefore, he was not punished too much, only that he was suspended and would not be able to appear on the field for the time being.

In order to let him relax, Jiang Huaisheng's coach signed him up for a tour group.

From a certain point of view, this is also the coach who directly sent him to a dead end.

With some thought in mind, Yan Feng looked out the window again.

The thick fog in front of the car seemed to have dispersed a bit.

The tour guide's voice sounded a little more cheery and joyful than before.

She said: "Ah, everyone can look out the window now. Our driver is indeed a professional and has found a breakthrough in the thick fog. It seems that we will reach our destination soon!"

Their destination is the top of the mountain.

But looking at the direction of the car now, it doesn't look like it's going upwards.

Everyone's attention was directed toward the window.

The couple sitting in the front row muttered first and said, "This road doesn't feel right? Why are we going all the way down?"

"Isn't the place we want to go to the top of the mountain?"

"Look in front, there seems to be a light there!"

"That... seems to be a village?"

When he heard this sentence, Jiang Huaisheng, who had been lowering his head, finally raised his head.

Look at the thick fog ahead.

He frowned slightly.

I always felt that there seemed to be something disgusting in the mist.

...

(Werewolf World has a private setting, so you don’t need to correct me, just follow my rules~)