Sisfiel's Unforgettable Journey

Sisfeld wanted to laugh out loud, and he tried to suppress the laughter with his mouth flattened, making a puffing sound from his mouth when he was holding back a laugh.

It can't be blamed on him wanting to laugh, because it's so funny, I really don't know how there are such funny people in this world.

It took him more than ten minutes to read all the applications with more than ten points. If you don’t read them, you don’t know. Don't believe this is true, but see what this is?

What do you want? As soon as you let go of your bastard, all the younger brothers come running, and the beauties will be there at the beck and call. What kind of exchange is this?

Why do you want to have a golden finger, space system and the like?

Why do you want the female pig's feet to die, and the male protagonist and supporting actor will accept them all?

What are these things?

Sisfeld rolled his eyes in embarrassment, and was speechless at the whims of these people.

Do you think you should be swollen when you meet these whimsical people?I really don't want to bother with those people!

In the end, there were only five or six names recorded in the notebook of the underworld (combining Sisfel's evaluation of those people and their good or bad moods, and their future crossing paths also have their own good and bad), and the other Sisfel Er really doesn't like it, he doesn't have enough power and wants to greedily want a bunch of things, this kind of person, Sisfield spread his hands and said, I am not a fool, why bother?

Although potential is useless to non-humans like him, it might be useful after collecting it, right?So the potential is not enough to wear?Wait for when I am willing to let you wear it.

In different places and at different times, the person whose name was written on the notepad fell into a coma and fell asleep for various reasons is not within the scope of Sisfeld’s consideration (Hey, don’t you think this is scary? It’s very similar to those notes Ah convex!), those people have been guided by their own wishes to the world they want to go to. As for the aftermath, Sisfell said that he is only responsible for sending them there. By the way, if he is in a good mood, he will be satisfied Those people's requests, others?

So what, are you still dreaming?Still want something more?Honey, look at the sky outside, it’s already dark, so you should go back to sleep~~

He is the god of life and not an unlucky guy who wipes people's asses, so he just needs to be a bystander. Although Sisfield said that he really didn't have the idea of ​​peeking at others, but when it came to reality When you are bored, you can only pull these out and watch them as TV dramas, right? (So ​​you actually want to peek, right?)

The underworld memo pad seemed very happy because he was finally useful. He flew into the air and slapped the pages of the book. The gold utensils that collected some wishes and powers were also happily flying around him, rubbing against him from time to time. his face.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, let's start preparing." Sisfair jumped out of bed and walked to the north side of the bedroom. There was nothing on the wall on the north side of the bedroom. Sisfel concentrated on writing, He drew a huge door on the wall, divided the wish power collector into two, and pressed them in the center of the two handrails of the door respectively, and then he removed the red gemstone from the golden arm ring on his right arm (of course, afterward Sfeier pressed a ruby ​​up again, otherwise it wouldn’t look good!), and pressed it directly on the top of the gate, and there, the golden device of wish power on the armrest and the ruby ​​full of power of faith on the top of the gate suddenly burst out. The dazzling strong light, after the strong light, the door that was originally just painted on the wall seemed to come alive, and gradually protruded outwards, finally forming a huge gorgeous silver door supported by the power of faith and channeled by the power of wish. White gate.

Of course, Sisfell knew that this door had not been completely successful and could not be opened. After all, although the power of faith was sufficient, the power of will was too little. really open.

Sisfell was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and was very happy looking at this gorgeous door: "Well, it is really gorgeous!"

I don't know if this gorgeous sound is talking about the door or about himself. After finishing everything, Sisfell lazily lay back on the bed, playing with the poor golden utensils that were left behind, smiling very happily happy.

Lucy, Hades, wait, wait until I can open the passage... Sisfil knocked on the gorgeous door casually, his face full of depression.

You say that I am a god of life, but I can tear apart the space very easily, so why can't I go back?It's really annoying to have to go to such a trouble to get such a door.

I don’t know at all. In fact, this is some unknown reason (actually, the author’s mother is making fun of it) so that he can’t go back before the time is up. Sith Phil can’t figure it out. It’s actually a very simple thing, but it’s so troublesome. .

So, in fact, there is still a reason why Sispher could not find his way back, and if he knew this reason, he would definitely go berserk!So this must not let him know.

Thus, Sithfield, kept in the dark, always thought that his own strength was not enough to tear through the time-space barrier of the super plane, and he still blamed himself.

Throwing the gesture collector into a different space, and keeping it for later use, Sisfel glanced at it when he bought the latest smart brain, and said it was a new type of helmet as a gift, and then glanced at it. The smart brain that he opened suddenly remembered the game that Zuo An said he was also playing, and decided to go in and have a look.

But...Sis Phil touched his beautiful wing ears, looked at the helmet in his hand, and twitched the corners of his mouth, protruding, why should I put it on?Sithfield, who didn't want to look like Xiaobao, had no choice but to move his wing ears, and tried his best to gather them tightly against his ears, and then carefully put his head inside.

Obviously, this helmet seems a bit small (mainly because his wing ears are really in the way, but unfortunately people don't want to change the shape), so Sithfield feels a bit cramped, but it is still tolerable. Once the helmet is put on , When the power was turned on, his eyes suddenly went dark, his whole body went numb, and a roar burst out of his mouth.

"Damn it, I'll wear it even if I play a game, bastard!!!" Who the hell is kidding me~~~~ This rippling ending...

My mother spread her hands: I didn’t tell you that this was actually my idea, hahahahahaha~~

Sithfield's body gradually dissipated into a spot of light on the Tianjie big bed, leaving only the helmet that fell on the bed because of the lack of force. In the forest outside the villa, Sen, who was playing with the tree spirit, seemed to feel something and looked up. Looking in the direction of the villa, he tilted his head puzzledly: "Father?"

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