9, actually peeped by God

Feng Xiaobing, who has a preliminary plan in his heart, only spoiled one person tonight, Longer.

Long'er can always give him a different feeling in bed. Whenever she is pushed to the peak by the zombie king, she can't help stretching her wings and hugging both sides tightly. Surrounded by the whole body, the warm and flexible wing flying membrane made Feng Xiaobing very happy. And the wonderful trembling and resistance to death also made him gradually climb to the top.

After

**, it was the laziness that made people relax to the bone. Feng Xiaobing lay in a wide and comfortable big **, enjoying Longer's caress on his chest. Appreciating the beautiful scenery of spring after his wife's ** is another great enjoyment for Feng Xiaobing.

"Honey, why is it so good today? It's rare to be in the world of two people." Long'er's voice also has some unsedative trembling, which makes people feel itchy.

"Because I like Longer the most," Feng Xiaobing laughed.

"You lied to the dragon, did you say that to each of your sisters? I'm not fooled by you." Long'er didn't think so, and her heart was still happy.

"Longer, tell me about the underground world again, the more detailed the better"

Although Longer was a little strange, she recalled what she knew again according to her husband's instructions. Although according to Longer, what she knew was only the tip of the iceberg, it still surprised Feng Xiaobing again.

All kinds of beautiful scenery that can only be imagined, a variety of races, cruel battles, what kind of world is that? It seems that you can't really understand it without seeing it with your own eyes.

Long Er, who finished telling the story, guessed what and asked in surprise, "Honey, you don't want to go underground, do you?"

Feng Xiaobing rubbed Long'er's head lovingly, stroked the round dragon horn and said, "You just want to go underground, and you want to go with me. Are you afraid?"

Long Er was stunned and heard that she was going back to the bloody underground world. Her first reaction was still a little hesitant. However, this time she went with her powerful husband, and her concerns disappeared.

"Wow, that's great. Seriously, I'm really a little homesick. Although it's terrible there, after all, I've lived for so long... The place where I grew up. Our dragon clan is very powerful, and my husband is so powerful that there must be no problem. Honey, that's great," Long'er, who was a little excited, hugged Feng Xiaobing and shook for a while.

"Bright, Longer, how old are you? It is said that the so-called life of the dragon clan is very long." Feng Xiaobing was gradually interested in being flirted by Longer. He asked curiously as he put his hands up and down.

"Uh, please... I'm tired of it. The girl's real age is a secret. They won't tell you." Long'er's eyes gradually blurred again, and she said anxiously.

"I'm your husband. You must tell me, otherwise... Humph"

"Otherwise, what?"

"Otherwise..."

"Wow, help, unscary tyrant~~~"

"..."

The soft light of the two moons flows slowly, and the hand-to-hand battle between human beings and dragons is thrilling.

The exhausted two sides fell asleep.

In his sleep, Feng Xiaobing has reached the magical underground world.

Suddenly, a strange warning came to the bottom of his heart, making him open his eyes.

There are people in the room.

In front of the wide window lattice, a figure stood quietly, blocking the moonlight flowing gently on the bed.

With a smooth shake, the silk satin covered Long Er's snow-white skin, and Feng Xiaobing turned over and stood in front of the bed. The great zombie king was actually peeped, or stood in front of the bed and watched, and no one believed it.

"Who is it?" He did not call out the guards. Feng Xiaobing asked in a low voice. He could quietly come to his bed. He didn't even know how long the other party had been here. If it weren't for the strange moonlight, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to notice it. This terrible strength made Feng Xiaobing more and more chilled.

"Ha ha," the man suddenly smiled and did not answer Feng Xiaobing's question. Instead, he took two steps forward and showed his face in the moonlight.

It was strange that the other party's laughter actually had a familiar feeling. Feng Xiaobing was stunned when he saw the opposite side.

"Are you my soul?"

Of course, Feng Xiaobing did not ask such an idiot, but the first reaction in his mind was this idiot's idea.

not far away is the large mirror of the landing combination. The self in front of the bed, the self in the mirror, and the 'self' in front of the window give him an extremely absurd and strange feeling.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Xiaobing licked his dry lips and asked in a low voice again.

"Ha ha, I, it's you." The man asked with a surprised face, as if he had seen through Feng Xiaobing's doubts, but there was a joking smile on the corners of his mouth.

A feeling of energy gathering and flowing flowed on Feng Xiaobing's body surface. He began to secretly accumulate strength, the same white hair and the same black pupil. Even the cynical eyebrows were vivid. If it hadn't been for his ability to distinguish the difference between reality and dreams, Feng Xiaobing almost thought that This is the self I dreamed of in my dream.

"buzz~~", without any sign, the surrounding space suddenly like a mirror broken in an instant, broken into countless small triangular fragments, very quickly and regularly rolled, re-integrated, and disappeared again before Feng Xiaobing reacted.

Feng Xiaobing's mood sank to the bottom of the valley, because all the energy around him has disappeared, and even the accumulated energy seems to have been pumped away. In addition to the power of the body, he can no longer use any external energy.

Now, the hostility of the other party is obvious, and a powerful force that he can't even understand makes himself in trouble. However, the zombie king never loses confidence, leaving only his physical strength and the strength to fight.

"Are you the person in the underground world?" Feng Xiaobing clenched his fist tightly, and an idea that he didn't dare to believe suddenly flashed in his heart.

The 'self' raised his eyebrows, and the contempt was even stronger, "People? How can such a dirty creature as a human be compared with me?

The man took two more steps forward and came to Feng Xiaobing, but he didn't care about Feng Xiaobing's clenched fist at all and continued to speak.

"However, you are an exception. You are qualified to talk to me, but strictly speaking, you are not a human, hehe. You can call me God." The man still said casually, and the same voice as Feng Xiaobing himself made Feng Xiaobing depressed.

The other party's answer affirmed Feng Xiaobing's guess. He continued to secretly test the reaction of the energy around him, as if it had never existed and could no longer echo him. Is this the strength of God? Silently, he has already taken control of everything. What to do?

"Do you want to be a god?"