God has been dead for 300 years

UFO Metropolis gathers most delicacies in the mortal world, all kinds of shortbread, sugar people, fragrant Yangchun noodles, spicy and oily simmered rice noodles, with the help of the autumn wind, it stimulates the taste buds of the mortals.

Although Yihan is a god, he was not immune.

His stand-in is about [-]-[-]% similar to his true self, but his personality is exactly the same.

On the noisy long street, I saw this scene——

The white-clothed young man in a thin shirt has a handsome face, but the posture on his face is like that of a famine fleeing a famine.On his right hand, there are countless heavy pastry boxes piled up one, two, three, four, five layers, occupying half of the table; looking at his right hand, there are three bowls of residual Yangchun noodle soup, and the bowl of chili powder is empty. Five or six overlapped.

The shop waiter was stunned, and said to him, "Master, son, do you want to pay?"

I was surprised.

Then, seeing the waiter rubbing his humble hands restlessly, he realized what he was doing, and took out a piece of broken silver from his purse, proudly saying, "Five more bowls!"

The waiter in the shop got the money, and with a smile on his ordinary face, he rushed to the inner kitchen in a hurry.

When he came back again, the young man who was so generous that Miss Qianjin would blush when he saw him was no longer on the stool.

Not far ahead, there was a white puppy with pure white fur, whose steps were chaotic and bumping around like a diseased leg, hobbling towards the bird and animal market.

The waiter opened his mouth wide, silently put the two bowls of Yangchun noodles in his hand on the table, and helped the little boy straighten out the messy box, and said to himself, "Young man from a rich family, seeing something novel and interesting, maybe I'll be back in a while."

It's a pity that the waiter in this shop made a wrong payment after all.

From the bottom of his heart, Yihan also missed those stacks of pastries.

However, there are more urgent matters in front of us.

While waiting for the glutinous rice flour to be served, he counted the pastry boxes more than a dozen times, and when he looked up again, he saw a man in a blue gown not far away looking at the bird and animal market with admiration.

With a soft smile, there is a small pear dimple at the corner of her mouth.

Yihan has no doubt that he wants to become one of the donkeys or one of the sparrows.

Seeing the face clearly again, the song is correct.

Yihan frowned, since he parted from Geyi 200 years ago, he had no news about Geyi, searched all over to no avail, never thought that Geyi was actually hiding in Yili's boundary.

With Guan Ge's demeanor, it doesn't look like he is full of hatred after the extermination of the clan, but more like - spotless, exactly the appearance of just acquaintance.

many years ago.

The Kunpeng clan is prosperous and prosperous, and the patriarch invited all the immortal friends to meet.

There are not many lovers of demons and immortals, but there are many who intend to please Yihan God Lord, so Yihan led a group of fairy friends with Haohaotangtang, and sat at ten tables. The Kunpeng patriarch was overjoyed, Take out the fine wine that has been stored for hundreds of years and drink it together.

After drinking, some of the immortal friends were busy flirting with the little elves, and some were busy talking nonsense with those little goblins. When the cold was free, they pulled Huaying into the deep cave, and said mysteriously while drilling, "Huaying, look what treasure I found."

He held up the bright pearl in the cave, touched the huge night pearl at his feet, and sighed, "Although Yuxian Mansion is full of rare treasures, look, the night pearl of the Kunpeng tribe is even better. There are so many hidden in the cave of Gela, tsk, I love it."

Huaying Shenjun's face was cold and his heart was even colder. After hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled into a straight line, and he said neither salty nor light, "Someone clearly set a restriction at the entrance of the cave, but you are thick-skinned and dark-hearted, and your foot was crushed by someone. Now, do you call this a random cave?"

Yihan curled his lips, and argued hard, "If there is a master, why have I broken the ban for so long, and no one has come? It is clearly a masterless——"

Before she finished speaking, Hua Ying took out a fat and small half-fish doll from the innermost treasure chest.

There is a slender fish tail at the bottom, and the upper body is a human child.Her hair was slightly curly, and there was a thick horizontal line between her forehead, like a third eyebrow, dangling under Huaying's hands, feeling very wronged.

Although it is a little fatter and ugly, it is better than being clean.

Yihan swallowed back his retorting tone at once, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly dragged a bowl-sized Ye Mingzhu into the arms of Banyu Doll, like a wretched child kidnapper, rubbing his hands while stuffing it. , "Little baby, this is for you, take a bite from my brother, okay?"

Hua Ying's expression changed beside him.

Sha Shen, who was already difficult to get along with, lowered the corners of his mouth, looking more like Shura. Under such a low pressure, he even pulled his little tail, as if he wanted to pull the little guy out of Yihan's arms.

Ban Yuwa was so panicked that she wanted to run around the room, but now she screamed in pain.

Yihan cast a reproachful glance at Huaying, then said to Banyuwawa very gently, "How about it?"

The half fish doll was buried in Yi Han's chest, the blue fish tail instantly turned blood red, he stammered, "Okay, okay."

Yihan pouted and wanted to kiss.

Different from what I imagined, it was not tender and tender at all, it was more like kissing a rough chestnut.

Yihan's heart skipped a beat, he opened his eyes, and stepped back a few inches—only to see several calluses criss-crossed on the white palm, obviously caused by years of using weapons. In short, he was stolen.

Yihan looked at Huaying calmly.

Huaying snatched Banyu over and said, "This guy is the 'true Kunzi' of the Kunpeng clan, and he's still so young, how hungry are you?"

Yihan gritted his teeth and said, "You are the one who hates me and loves the little guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a touch of cloud-like warmth on his face. Yi Han turned his head to look, and saw the half-fish doll staring straight at Han Han's milky voice with big bright eyes. Stirring his fingers carefully, he said, "Little Xianjun, I, I like you."

Hua Ying's face turned black instantly.

Yihan laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, and hurriedly said that he would adopt this "real Kunzi" as his adopted son.

He was almost educated by Hua Ying with a stick.

After several years, when Yihan was free, he wanted to go to the Kunpeng clan to play with the little guy, Huaying fought him several times but couldn't stop him.

A few years later, it is said that the head of the Kunpeng clan broke a section of sacred tree on the shore of the South China Sea and turned the sacred tree into a fake kun.

Since then, with the company of Fake Kun, Ge Yi's dependence on Yihan has gradually decreased, and Yihan stopped thinking of staying in the Kunpeng clan.

now--

Although more than 300 years have passed, with Ge Yi's heart, he is definitely not like this after experiencing the disaster of exterminating his family!

Thinking like this, Yihan glanced at Ge Yi's gaze.

A dog cage.

Yihan took a deep breath.

He lifted the tablecloth and got under the table, and when he came out again, his snow shirt turned into hair, and he used both hands and feet, crawling toward Ge Yi... unskillfully.

Maybe it's because his rushing posture is too unique, with both the aggressiveness of a crab and the enthusiasm of a disabled man. All in all, he was favored by Ge Yi.

The two of them and the dog returned to Ge Yi's yard.

The flowing water is murmuring, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

There is a set of stone tables and chairs in the side courtyard.

The young master in Ruoya's clothes sat beside Geyi, and Yihan sat in Geyi's arms.

The young master in Ruoya's clothes had a calm gaze, he glanced at Ge Yi's arms from time to time, and after a while, he said, "This thing——"

Song to correct him, "Yuan Wei, it's not a thing."

Yuan Wei nodded, and said, "This is not a guy, have you thought of a name?"

Song said "uh", "Just now, the moment he ran over, I thought it was like a snowball, with black eyes, as if it could talk, it was really cute, why don't we just call him -"

Yuan Weidao said, "Xiaobai."

The song said "uh", and the wording was tactful, "Is it too common and too simple?"

Yuan Wei raised his eyes and said gently, "How could it be, it's small and white, very appropriate."

"Besides, it's almost winter, and it will be colder if you call him Xiaoxue in winter. If you call him Xiaomei, he loses his hair in winter and is really ugly. How can you call him such a dream-inducing name?" Woolen cloth?"

Ge Yi opened his mouth wide, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but praise, "You are still thoughtful."

Yuan Wei smiled humbly, and said, "Since I'm so thoughtful, sweetheart, what are you going to reward me for?"

The small dimple on the right side of the song seemed to be drunk, and pieces of morning clouds rose up, and then spread out in all directions, boiling the entire face, from the neck down.

He turned his face away, not knowing how to retract his hands and feet, and simply put the puppy on the stool beside him.

Yuan Wei's Adam's apple moved, and Chao Geyi stretched out his hand.

The two went to the wing.

Yihan stretched his arms and legs.

Quite puzzled.

He doesn't have any objection to Xiaobai, a doggy name. After all, this name is really common, and his incarnate appearance can't be said to be beautiful, so it's such an ordinary name.

It's just that the one named Yuan Wei is half human and half immortal.

What is the purpose of singing to make friends with him?

Thinking like this, Yihan jumped up and down to the wing where they were going.

He was going to listen to the corner.

First, there was the sound of clothes rubbing, and then, the sound of entering the water, sometimes mixed with a very small sound of breath, I don't know what it is.

After about half a cup of tea time.

Ge Yi seemed to have fallen, and screamed in pain.

It should be Yuan Wei who went to help him, and accidentally fell down—he took a few deep breaths.

Song Yi said, "It's okay."

Yuan Wei replied, "Take your time, don't rush, I can't wrong you."

It's been a while.

Ge Yi probably broke his leg, so he screamed even more violently.

Yuan Wei was even more flustered, and kept saying the word "relax"—probably because Ge Yi fell too painfully, and the ground was as hard as an iron plate, so he couldn't lift it up.

In the cold and fog, I always feel that things are not that simple.

Why don't you go and have a look?

Then, at the corner of the wall, the milky white puppy raised his head, quietly looked at the window with only a slight gap open, and easily jumped up.

Arriving at a high place, the inexplicable voice inside became louder.

Yihan involuntarily licked the fur on the side of his nipples, and after a moment of hesitation, he still lifted up a pink pad.

The paw touched the window.

Suddenly there was a louder roar than before.

Yihan thought he had been discovered, and his heart was flustered. He couldn't grasp the strength of his claws properly, and he pushed half of the window open, and fell headfirst.

He stood up in a daze, and saw a scene that he would never forget——

The water mist is recirculated, and the front and the back are smooth.

The real body fights with interest, and the fit is perfect.

This.

Yihan raised his claws tremblingly, and crossed them in front of his eyes.

Cursed a dirty word secretly, but the sound of "meow meow" came out, and finally in the form of a dog, it came from where it came from, and then went back to where it went.

It's really going to blind the dog's eyes!

When Yihan hid in the corner, he thought shiveringly.