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

With Yan Feng's repeated comfort, his time finally came to an end.

When all the strength in his body was drained and his body fell crookedly on the seat behind him, Yan Feng finally smiled at Qi Fangyun, and then closed his eyes calmly.

When he first saw him like this, Qi Fangyun did feel an uncontrollable tension and anxiety.

But he soon calmed down.

Because he realized that the promises Yan Feng had made to him before were indeed not lies.

Because the feeling of dizziness also appeared on him.

He didn't even have a chance to react before he fell down along with Yan Feng.

My eyes closed involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, Qi Fangyun found himself in a strange yet familiar place.

And in front of him, the person he had been thinking about day and night and was reluctant to let go, was looking at his face quietly with a happy smile.

Eyes facing each other.

Yan Feng said to Qi Fangyun happily in a tone of seeking credit: "Qi Fangyun, look, I didn't lie to you, we will be reunited soon, right?"

He wasn't even given the chance to grieve.

This reunion really came too quickly.

Because he had returned to the divine realm, all the memories that had been suppressed slowly returned.

But Qi Fangyun had no time to think about all that. When he saw Yan Feng, he subconsciously stretched out his hands towards him.

It was not until I held the person in my arms that the tension and worry in my heart finally disappeared completely.

He had not lived a happy life.

I spent the first half of my life thinking about how to die.

The rest of his life was spent in fear of the inevitable death of his lover.

And it was not until this moment that he was finally able to completely let go of all his worries.

He could finally take a deep breath.

Qi Fangyun took two deep breaths.

There was finally a smile of complete relaxation in his eyes.

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This time the fusion was a little more troublesome than expected.

After all, soul fragments are not ordinary humans.

After the fusion was completed, Yan Feng rested for two full days before he felt that he had finally returned to normal.

Xie Chengan has always been by his side.

Seeing Yan Feng wake up, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips. Then he asked him with a smile: "Baby, do you feel any discomfort? I have been constantly transferring divine power to you these past few days. Your physical condition should be much better than before, right?"

It does feel a lot better.

Yan Feng stretched his limbs.

His hands and feet felt relaxed, and the pain in his waist was completely relieved, but he leaned lazily on the bed and still didn't intend to move.

He just kept lying there, staring at the ceiling for a long time, and then with a self-destructive attitude, Yan Feng poked the man beside him and said, "Don't you know how many soul fragments there are?"

Xie Chengan smiled and asked back, "Does my wife find this kind of game a bit annoying?"

Yan Feng widened his eyes.

For a moment I didn't know how to answer.

Because his family god was quite crazy, he was afraid that if he said this, Xie Chengan would tell him directly that the remaining soul fragments were all unimportant. As long as his wife didn't want to go, there was no need to collect those soul fragments. Let them fend for themselves and it would not have any impact on his situation.

So they just looked at each other nervously.

Yan Feng didn't answer anything.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to understand what he meant.

He tilted his head and thought seriously for a while, then slowly smiled. His blood-red eyes were filled with intense tenderness and attachment. He said, "Baby, I have carefully felt it, and there should not be many soul fragments left."

"Although I really want to tell you, there are only a few words missing. If you don't collect them, it won't have any impact on me. But..."

"I know you won't agree, right?"

A question that you ask even though you already know the answer.

How could I agree to such a thing?

But there aren't many left?

Yan Feng's eyes brightened.

He was finally about to reach the end of this process of repeated separation and reunion.

When thinking about this, Yan Feng's mood became a little more excited than before. He climbed up from the bed as quickly as possible, waved to Xie Chengan, and said: "Then I will continue to do the task now, and it should be finished soon!"

Xie Cheng'an smiled but said nothing.

Yan Feng immediately became nervous: "You weren't lying to me just now, right?"

"No, I just think my wife is very cute." Xie Chengan chuckled and shook his head. He said, "He doesn't like working, but he can't bear to let me go. After weighing the pros and cons, he still chooses me. This kind of look is particularly fascinating."

No matter what Xie Cheng'an is put on the scale with, the winner will definitely be Xie Cheng'an.

Is there anything to consider about this kind of thing?

Yan Feng pouted.

He glared at the other person with considerable dissatisfaction.

Then he simply transformed himself into a bird, flapped his wings and flew out.

The bird has a small head.

Can't hold too many things.

So once he has made a decision, it is usually not easy to change it.

Therefore, he did not stop Yan Feng's behavior, but let his soul return to the rosary, accompanied Yan Feng, and followed him to the entrance of the small world.

Familiar location.

The familiar red panda opened his arms again and used his chubby body to stop Yan Feng's actions.

Fortunately, the bird braked obediently this time.

Looking in the direction of the red panda, the latter also said obediently: "Boss, the next world is a little different, I will inform you in advance!"

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows.

Bird has seen many storms.

What could be something slightly different?

Then he heard GunGun say, "Boss, your identity in the next world... is the nightmare of the gods."