I practice martial arts, and it’s normal to be invincible billions of times, right?

Back at the hut, Yan Fei hugged Wen Shuya and started kissing again.

In contrast, Lin Qingyu can only be regarded as a peck.

Wen Shuya slowly pressed against his chest, and looked at Yan Fei with a charming look.

"What, little handsome guy, are you still going to eat your sister clean?"

"How... I am a gentleman.

Wen Shuya covered her mouth and smiled: "A righteous gentleman... Little handsome guy... What decent gentleman would put his arms around a girl's waist and say that?"

Yan Fei reacted and quickly let go.

As a result, Wen Shuya laughed evilly: "Look at your little appearance, let me tell you, kiss my sister, I have to listen to my sister in the future." "

Hmm... You can listen to it if you agree on it.

Yan Fei pretended to muttered deeply, and the amusing Wen Shuya slapped him.

Looking at the time, it was already approaching, and Wen Shuya pulled Yan Fei.

"Let's go, my sister will take you to dinner. The

two of them left the hut and walked towards the small white building not far away.

The campsite has a picnic spot and a canteen, and it is usually only available in the evening.

The two walked to the cafeteria, Wen Shuya ordered two set meals, and then sat by the window with Yan Fei to watch the scenery.

Looking at Wen Shuya's side face carefully, she is indeed delicate, this change of clothes always makes Yan Fei feel that Wen Shuya is a minor.

As the saying goes, you look at the scenery, I'm looking at you, so that's it.

"Yan Fei, do you think there really is a god in this world?"

Yan Fei paused, and said slowly: "There should be, I think there are at least immortals."

Wen Shuya turned her head and looked at Yan Fei, there was a slight light in her eyes.

"My ancestors are gods, in other words, I have the blood of gods in my body.

This sentence has no beginning or end, so Yan Fei doesn't know what to say.

The bloodline of the gods, this is too, although some people can fly to immortals, but it is a bit too nonsensical to directly say that they are the descendants of gods.

Wen Shuya saw Yan Fei's doubts, smiled and stretched out her hand.

"I know you don't believe it, but this world is not real, my ancestors have seen the real gods, the gods who created thousands of worlds, and he has become gods.

The more Wen Shuya said, the more confused Yan Fei became.

Wen

Shuya said as she spoke, looking at the hut between the two.

"The painting, the person with his back to it, is my ancestor. "

Now Yan Fei is completely blindfolded, and Wen Shuya is a member of the legendary mysterious family

?" "Sister Wen, then you are the one who is particularly rich and powerful?"

Yan Fei was shocked and burst out of a sentence, but the result was negative.

Wen Shuya shook her head: "No, in fact, I have almost nothing to do with that family, you know, the first in the genealogy of that family, he is not an ordinary person, he has many lovers, my ancestor, is just one of them."

Yan Fei frowned, he didn't mind Wen Shuya's identity, after all, two hundred years ago, they all said it.

What he really felt unhappy about was that the man who was said to have saved the world did not give his bloodline a good home.

This is something he cannot tolerate.

He spread his hands and pretended to be relaxed: "Sister Wen, why are you doing it, it's so heavy, what are you still thinking about a scumbag, besides, two hundred years have passed, it doesn't matter if you forget the scumbag ancestor."

Wen Shuya forced a smile and waved her hand: "Hmph, you still say that other people are scumbags, you have been galloping with your little girlfriends during this time, right?

Yan Fei stuck out his tongue: "I'm hungry and thin, God is galloping on a horse, and I also share the prosperity of the world." As he

spoke, the waiter brought lunch to the table, which interrupted the conversation between the two that was gradually becoming more serious.

After eating, Yan Fei and Wen Shuya went back to the hut to rest.

Yan Fei lay on the bed and carefully looked at the abnormal painting.

He had just passed by other huts and noticed that there were paintings of this kind hanging in other houses, although the ones on them were different.

But the style is all this weird style of painting.

In this kind of place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the green waters and green mountains hang this kind of strange and bizarre paintings.

Yan Fei really couldn't imagine what kind of mentality this "hidden rich" was.

Looking at the person carrying the knife on the painting, Yan Fei felt a burst of fear in his heart.

This person doesn't look like a human being, maybe he has seen it for too long, Yan Fei even thinks that this person is a demon in human skin.

The knife in his hand was also extremely weird, with a blood-red blade and a black hilt.

The so-called "god" in Wen Shuya's mouth does not seem to be the same as the god in the impression of normal people.

If this is really a god, it is also an evil god.

Because there is no divinity in this god at all.

As she spoke, Wen Shuya walked up the small staircase with a bath towel.

She saw that Yan Fei was still studying this painting, and she was also interested.

Ever since she told Yan Fei the story behind the painting, he has been looking at the painting.

Yan Fei was watching before she took a bath, and Yan Fei was still watching after the bath.

She sat next to Yan Fei and half lay down beside Yan Fei.

"Little handsome guy, have you come up with anything?"

Yan Fei shook his head thoughtfully

, "This painting is so evil, the more I look at it, the more panicked I become, I always feel that the people on this painting will jump out and cut me." "

Hehehe..." Wen Shuya covered her mouth, "Little handsome guy, you are too good at YY, how can it be so terrifying."

Yan Fei shook his head again and again: "Ever since I said he was a scumbag, I always felt that he was going to cut me."

Wen Shuya stretched out her hand and pulled his face: "Okay, don't look at it, I don't think someone wants to cut you again." The

gaze was detached from the picture, and Yan Fei was relieved from his thoughts.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a large area of snow white, which almost scared him to jump.

"Sister Wen, what are you doing, what about your clothes!" Yan

Fei was like a flustered rabbit, his eyes avoided him, and he would turn around and peek.

But Wen Shuya couldn't be amused, and the silver bell-like laughter accompanied by the trembling of the petite body occupied Yan Fei's vision and hearing.

"I just took a shower, are you still wearing a coat after taking a shower?"

Yan Fei remembered that when he looked at the painting just now, he seemed to have heard Wen Shuya say that he wanted to take a bath.

It's just that I'm too obsessed to care at all.

Look at Wen Shuya again, holding her head with her arms, half-lying on the bed and laughing at him.

"Na, little handsome guy, do you want to take a lunch break with your sister, or let your sister take a lunch break?"

Yan Fei only felt that his nasal cavity was hot, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his nose and ran down to the second floor.

"Sister Wen, go to sleep, I'll go outside and ride a horse again."

Seeing him fleeing, Wen Shuya laughed again.

"This little guy has a thief's heart but no guts. "