I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

The transmitted blue light lit up, and Chen Yu's body appeared in the presidential office.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the President sitting on the office chair, holding his cheeks and looking at him with a smile.

Her blue hair was tied into naughty twintails with a ribbon, and she was wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam that she had accidentally complimented last time.

The woman stood up, revealing her perfect figure wrapped in a fitted dress.

The translucent fleshy feet are exposed under the skirt, and the beautiful and delicate jade toes poke out playfully from the sapphire blue stiletto sandals. Underneath the thin threads, the crystal pink and blue toenails are still clearly visible...

Wu Mingkong frowned slightly and asked, "Bao~ what are you carrying in your hand?"

Chen Yu put the box on the coffee table, and the thing transformed into an exquisite food box.

He smiled and said: "Oh, I guess you probably haven't had time to have dinner at this hour, so take some time to ask someone to prepare it."

It turned out that he had been waiting for half an hour because of this.

The softest part of Wu Mingkong's heart seemed to have been gently rubbed, and his beautiful eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist.

She rushed forward like flying and hugged Chen Yu's waist.

"Uh!"

Chen Yu almost spilled Mapo Tofu on the coffee table.

Madhu, this woman has no martial ethics, so she came to sneak attack!

The ball hasn't even started yet, so he hits someone with the ball!

"Baby, after the war, let's get married." The woman bit her ear and murmured with tenderness and sweetness.

Chen Yu almost laughed.

"Damn it, do you dare to set up such a flag?"

He felt that His Excellency the President was a little too serious, so he took her to a seat and explained his origins concisely and clearly while eating.

Wu Mingkong was silent throughout dinner.

It wasn't until the end that he laughed at himself in despair: "I'm so stupid, really."

"I should have thought a long time ago, how could such a perfect fairy man appear out of thin air..."

Chen Yu: "Pfft."

Wu Mingkong's sad feeling was abruptly interrupted, and he stared at him angrily.

"Sorry, this is the first time I've heard this statement. I live in Bengbu."

Chen Yu revealed to her his true identity as a foot-picking man in his "hometown" with a bad taste, which shattered Wu Mingkong's image of a little fairy man into pieces.

It made the woman's toes touch the ground in embarrassment, feeling like she was beeping.

"Yuzu, do you want more?" The guy smiled and shook his big feet on the coffee table.

"Hey! You evildoer has broken my Taoist heart! I will fight with you!"

The two were wrestling on the sofa.

Wu Mingkong hadn't had a good rest recently. After a few fooling around, he lay down out of breath and acted like a dead dog.

"Xigou, can you do it?"

With a sarcastic expression, Chen Yu gently took the curved arch of the foot and pressed it against the Yongquan point through the light silk as thin as a cicada's wings.

While he was rubbing gently, he slowly penetrated the internal energy from the soles of her feet into the meridians of Wu Mingkong's body, eliminating the hidden injuries on her body caused by staying up late for days.

The woman felt as if her whole body was soaked in a hot spring, her limbs felt indescribably comfortable, and she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of contentment.

I really like my harsh-tongued but super gentle husband!

Chen Yu felt sorry for the woman who was too tired from spinning, so he wanted to use physical therapy instead of playing ball.

How could Wu Mingkong be willing to obey?

Maybe in a few days this guy suddenly snaps and runs away?

"Help me up, I can still fight!"

The president is trying to get off the couch and become the master.

Chen Yu firmly grasped the initiative and said, "Take it easy, you are young."

Fierce confrontation is obviously not possible.

Chen Yu felt that if he were to be more serious, he would omit all the feints and tests, and just hit the breakthrough and kill the stumbling old guy in seconds.

In order to prevent the situation from being too one-sided and spoiling the interest of both parties, he decided to stop fighting.

Slow down the tempo, play more back-to-the-basket attacks in the three-second zone, and try not to make strong breakthroughs.

Wu Mingkong suddenly chuckled, "You are just focusing on health care. It's too obvious to fish for fish!"

She felt that she had adapted to the rhythm, and she saw the opportunity and tried to fight back.

"Innocent!"

Chen Yu increased his speed a little and easily blasted this overestimating aunt to the point where nothing was left.

"I'm letting you play, do you understand, auntie?"

This guy was as arrogant as a crow from the East Star. He smiled evilly and patted my aunt on the face to humiliate her.

"What did you just say? If you lose in a duel, you will be punished."

"No! No!" Wu Mingkong resisted a little.

"Scamming? Scream!"

"Dad..." the woman called softly, covering her face in shame.

Careless! Never accept a messy bet next time!

However, the lesson was completely forgotten in the blink of an eye.

The next day he refused to surrender and fought again, but was defeated miserably.

This time I was forced to wear cat ears and learn to meow...

Ever since he learned that the male god does not belong to this world and will eventually leave, Wu Mingkong has been obsessed with her every day.

Love sinks to the dust, and then blooms there.

Even if she was accused by political opponents of using power for personal gain and mobilizing too many resources for her boyfriend, she did not avoid suspicion at all.

As long as Chen Yu speaks, she can play flight attendant, teacher, nurse, ballet dancer at any time...

There are also various kinds of white silk, pork silk, high silk, gray silk, blue silk...

Even if they are busy until early in the morning and are so tired that they can't lift their hands, they still have to fall asleep hugging each other.

Caressing the smooth hair of the girl in his arms, Chen Yu suddenly understood the direction he really needed to advance to the fourth level.

He wants to be promoted to a [Plane Walker], master the ability to travel freely between planes, and even project clones across planes.

Only in this way can he comfort the girls from all over the world who love him.

I can no longer be controlled by Lilith.

Who knows if that guy will leave on August 15th after meeting the conditions for promotion?

But there are also differences between the four levels. The gap is still huge!

He can be promoted to [Dharma God] or [Rune Master] in the blink of an eye, or he can use magic to cultivate [Earth Immortal] with his original Chinese and Western five-element magic circle.

You can also go in the direction of psychic technology. With a little more "source", it's easy to achieve spiritual ascension or mechanical ascension with weak flesh and blood.

Choosing a cross-dimensional promotion direction is the most difficult thing, and it cannot be solved with krypton gold.

He needs a chance, a chance to understand the secrets deep in the endless ether sea.

'Strange, it stands to reason that by borrowing the power of the hourglass of luck many times, a genius like me should be able to gain some insights from it. Why hasn’t Mao realized anything until now? '

There are so many things going on right now, Chen Yu has no choice but to put this matter aside for the time being.

The five-man Autobots, the "King of Calculators" created by Grimlock, have finally landed, just waiting for him to inject his soul into them and "enlighten" them.

Optimus Prime was also present in person, with sharp electronic eyes, afraid of missing any details.

But he couldn't see anything.

Chen Yu took out Frostmourne and waved it casually, causing invisible waves to ripple out.

The five vehicles began to deform.

ah? That's it?

How could it be simpler than giving life to a teleporting source of fire?

"It was a very simple matter in the first place. You just took a blind detour."

With the support of Yuan Chengzhi, a lich who studies souls conscientiously, Chen Yu speaks with force.

To be honest, both Optimus Prime and Grimlock instinctively reject the human soul and directly put it in a can, transforming themselves into Autobots.

but……

Glancing at the slightly cute but normal Bumblebee next to them, they could only endure it.