My host is over the wall again

Chapter 395
Feng Yan ate the panacea and really disappeared into the underworld.

Because of the panacea, he slept for a short time this time and woke up not long after.

After transforming into a human again, Feng Yan inquired about the woman's identity.

The underworld, the god of the underworld.

He had heard rumors of the Underworld God a long time ago, indifferent, vicious, vicious, lazy, cruel, sinister and cunning.

But in his opinion, she just spoke a little fiercely, but she is actually a nice person.

Later, in the long years.

Only occasionally, that beautiful face would flash in his mind.

He thought he owed someone a favor.

He travels to the heavens, and happens to meet Bu Shuanzi, who stops him.

He seemed to know that there was a past between himself and Hades.

Bu Suanzi said that she went to the Three Thousand Realm.

Feng Yan thought that the time had come for him to repay his kindness.

He turned half of his soul into fragments and followed Mu Xun's soul. His soul was branded, and he would have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Mu Xun and would not hurt her.

What he didn't expect was that his souls would actually carve the shadow of women in the Three Thousand Realms.

He looked blankly at the other half of his soul who knew and loved that woman in the Three Thousand Realm.

Until she returned to the underworld and the fragments of his soul merged again.

He has memories of being with her, but because they are only fragments, he dare not really approach her.

Just treat it as a calamity!
He thought so.

Until, Mu Xun came to the Spirit Void Realm.

He was at a loss, and faced her with an indifferent face.

He couldn't figure out his feelings and treated her coldly for several days.

But she didn't seem to feel it, and she seemed to be very conniving towards him.

Finally, he figured it out.

The moment he held her hand, he realized how boring this long life is alone.

He wanted to have her by his side for the next few days, but she was really with him, and he followed Mu back to the underworld.

The origin is here, and the end is here.

On the black classical palace cushioned bed, the boy leaned over, his breath spraying on the girl's breath.

Rubbing her face with his fingertips, he landed on her body like playing a piano, and finally his hands stopped on her belly.

"Xiao Xun, let's create a little life."

Mu Xun hooked his neck, "Don't you know how to create it yourself? It's like chaos."

"That's different."

The girl's lips were attached, and he said vaguely, "I want to have a little guy like you, the kind whose blood is thicker than water."

In the room, the bed curtains are swaying, and the tent is warm in the spring night.

Outside the cave, souls from all walks of life celebrated together.

They will soon welcome a little underworld god!
300 years later.

In the heaven, a little boy hugged a cloud and looked around with bright peach blossom eyes.

"Fatty Tuanzi, I'll take you to ask for a drink."

Yun Tuan shivered.

It's a cloud, really don't want to drink.

Its white fur becomes dirty from drinking.

But how could the little boy listen? He walked slowly towards Bu Suanzi's residence with Yun Tuan in his arms.

Along the way, not a single creature was seen.

The gods from all walks of life stayed behind closed doors, wondering why this little devil came again.

Under the sycamore tree, the little old man held up the wine jar to drink. When he saw Feng Yao, he was stunned.

He had been robbed of so many drinks, but this guy still came.

"Grandpa Bu, I've come to ask you for a drink."

The little guy didn't seem to feel that he was unwelcome at all, he uttered obediently and smiled sweetly.

Bu Shuanzi couldn't bear it, he was still a child anyway, so he shouldn't be too harsh.

As a result, Bu Shuanzi's wine cellar was almost emptied, and the little guy returned to the underworld excitedly with Yi Na Jie's wine.

I won’t believe that boy’s harmless appearance anymore!

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(End of this chapter)