Quick Travel: The little cannon fodder is pretending to be good again

[Host, if we really have to fight, will you use your main character?] 999 held his chin with his hands, his eyes full of anticipation, [Host, will you show your own Dharma image?]

"999, do you want this plane to collapse directly? Or do you think that the other characters in this plane are trash?"

[No, 999 has no bad intentions. He just wants to see the host's appearance again.]

Yu Yan was speechless. Then you just wait. A small character in the plane is not worthy of her showing her true form. A fallen angel is not worthy of it.

Besides, are Meng Po and the others dead? If she doesn't help, it will only make the number of people in the underworld increase.

They will be busy then.

Yu Yan yawned, tiptoed out of bed, and opened the curtains on the balcony. At this time, the full moon above her head had become a blood moon, and there was black air lingering around it.

[Host, is this okay?] 999 held his chin with his two claws, [Everything in the system mall is free in the next plane, no points required, just take a look, okay?]

"Speak with your tongue straight. You're a Husky, not a cat. Why are you being so coquettish?" Yu Yan rubbed his arms, and chicken skin was about to fall off.

999 lowered his head, [Okay.]

I can't see the host's appearance, so sad~~~

"What's going on with Hu Li?"

[I am still trying to convince his brother, but I think it is a bit difficult. His brother seems adamant, so I guess we can only take it by force. Although we haven't collected all four treasures, no matter which one of them we get, if the fallen angel absorbs our spiritual power, it will be disadvantageous to us.]

"So what if he absorbed spiritual power? He's just a salted fish that has turned over." Yu Yan yawned and tiptoed back to the bed.

Maybe he felt a little hot being hugged by her, so Song Chi turned over with his back to her, stretched his feet out of the quilt, kicked the quilt, and felt cool instantly. Not long after, he turned over to face her, put his legs on her stomach, and did whatever he wanted to feel comfortable.

Yu Yan: She is just an emotionless, temperature-controlled humanoid pillow.

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The next morning, Yu Yan went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and Song Chi was still asleep.

"My dear, it's time to get up."

Song Chi took a deep breath, pulled the quilt over his head, and tried to avoid getting up.

"It's time to get up and go back to Yi Village. If it's any later, the paper figurine won't be able to hide anymore."

A hand stretched out from the quilt, made an OK gesture, rolled around on the bed, performed a set of Tai Chi, and then lay on the bed holding the quilt, groaning and unwilling to get up.

"You don't sleep at night and don't get up during the day. I've spoiled you." Yu Yan patted him on the butt, took out clean clothes from the closet, picked up the person who was playing tricks, unbuttoned his pajamas, and helped him put on his clothes.

"Yanyan..."

"It's no use being a spoiled child," Yu Yan pinched his nose and shook it gently, "Go brush your teeth quickly, and we'll go back to Yi Village after breakfast."

"No, I still want to sleep. It's only half past six. I'm so sleepy. Please let me sleep a little longer."

"My dear, it's already half past eight."

He buried his head in Yu Yan's chest and said, "No matter what, it's half past six."

Okay, if you said half past six, then it’s half past six.

She carried him horizontally downstairs with one hand, packed the red date porridge, custard buns, and boiled eggs into an insulated food box, disappeared from the kitchen, and appeared in Yicun's bedroom.

The paper man Yu Yan and the paper man Song Chi stood on both sides of the bed. Yu Yan waved her hand, and the two paper men floated and finally fell to the ground.

"You sleep a little longer. I'll go check on Chu You, Su Ling and the others."

"No, you stay here with me."

Yu Yan touched his forehead. It wasn’t hot. Why was he suddenly so clingy?

"Baby, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"