After the good boy went crazy

a few days later.

Huanji was painting quietly in the study room of the log cabin.

Since writing the love letter, Huanji feels that he still has some talents waiting to be discovered.In addition, Brother Yan Jin often practiced calligraphy and painting in the past, and the phantom festival was always there at that time.

So under the influence of his ears and eyes, Huan Ji also understood a little bit.

It's just that he hasn't tried it.

Because he was worried that the paintings he made would be ugly, and he would be laughed at by the god brother.

But now he doesn't worry about that.

【Host! ] A small white light suddenly came in from the window, and then returned to Huan Ji's body.In the next second, the voice of the system came from Huan Ji's mind.

【Um? 】

0321 was about to speak, but he was surprised when he saw that Huan Ji was actually painting.

Huan Ji is drawing Hanyan, and it looks very similar.

Lifelike.

Although it can be seen from the writing that it is a bit rusty, but one can tell at a glance that the person in the painting is Han Yan.

【Can you still draw? 】The system was stunned.

【……Only a little. 】He thought the system would say that he didn't draw well.Although it's really not very good, but this is the first time Huanji has painted, so he explained it for himself after hearing the words.

[This painting is too similar! 】The system exclaimed.

Huan Ji paused, and said: [...Really? 】

【of course! 】

[But it is still far behind Brother Yan Jin. 】Huan Ji said sadly.

【Which Chaos God is Brother Yanjin? 】

[My third brother, the God of Wisdom. 】

【…】The system rolled its eyes, and said: 【Comparing this with the God of Wisdom, you must be no good.I just said why do you often feel inferior, and compare yourself to the boss in this field when you just learn something, isn't that inferior? 】

Good guy, just learning to walk and competing with the sprint champion.

That must have been a blow!

But this is no wonder for Huan Ji, after all, these brothers are his references.There is no one else except my elder brother, but the godbrothers are the strongest in various fields, and it is normal to feel inferior.

[Your painting should not compare with your third brother, the God of Wisdom, but it will definitely beat him when compared with your brother Jiayang!Haha you have no idea how abstract his paintings are. 】

It's almost impossible to tell the appearance of a person!

But Gayan is very satisfied.Every time I appreciate myself and then write my name with a swipe of a pen, which means that this peerless painting is made by him.

Huan Ji was not comforted when he heard this.

He said in a deep voice: 【No, Brother Jiayang is the strongest among all the brothers, so you are not allowed to slander Brother Jiayang. 】

[Who slandered him? ] The system stared.

Huan Ji remained silent.

In the end, the system threw out the evidence directly. It was a picture Jia Yang drew for the system back then, which was too ugly.The system was so angry that it almost got into a fight with Jia Yang, but the system didn't throw it away, but put it away.

Huanji glanced at the painting.

He studied for a while, and then said slightly: [Perhaps there is some meaning in this painting by Brother Gayang, but you didn't find it. 】

[What meaning can it have?It's just an egg! 】The egg is nothing more than the drawing is not round!

【This is exactly the cleverness of Brother Gayang. You haven’t researched it for so long, so you can see the profound meaning in Brother Jiayang’s painting. 】Huan Ji sighed softly.

【? ? 】

It may be that the tone of Huan Ji's words is too serious, and the system is a little suspicious of whether there is any real meaning.So it dubiously looked at the twisted egg, and began to figure it out.

The room became quiet again.

Huanji continued to draw with the brush, and he had to think carefully every time he wrote.

After two hours of work, the painting is finally finished!

Huan Ji looked at the cold flame in the painting, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Just when Huanji was going to find Hanyan with the painting, he saw Hanyan leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile.He leaned there quietly, not knowing when he came.

"Cold flame."

Hanyan slowly walked towards Huanji.

He had actually arrived early, but he was serious about watching the Huan Ji painting and didn't bother him.And when Hanyan walked to Huanji's side and saw the painting and realized that the painting on it was actually himself, his eyes froze for a moment.

"How? Do you like it?" Huan Ji said to Han Yan.

"Ah."

Han Yan stared at the painting, raised her finger slightly to touch it, but was afraid of dirtying the drawing paper, so she just looked at it quietly.

"If you like it, I will draw it for you every day."

Han Yan chuckled lightly and said, "Okay."

Huan Ji's eyes also curved.As a husband, he naturally has to meet all the requirements of his Taoist companion, and seeing Han Yan so happy now is also full of sense of accomplishment.

"Go." Han Yan suddenly held Huan Ji's hand.

Phantom Festival doubts.

Although he was a little puzzled as to where Hanyan was taking him, he still followed Hanyan out.

Han Yan took him to Fengyu Mountain.

It was already night, and the small lake in Fengyu Mountain seemed to be glowing faintly under the moonlight.No, it is just glowing, with countless faint fluorescent lights swirling around the small lake and the woods.

These fluorescent lights are the fat bugs from before.

Hanyan was caught again.

At that time, those fat worms had just gone back to their 'home' after going through a lot of hardships, and Han Yan caught them all back before eating two bites of leaves.

The scenery of Fengyu Mountain is very beautiful.

Because the leaves on Fengyu Mountain look like light-colored feathers, the scenery is very beautiful when blown by the wind, not to mention there are a group of flying fireflies now.

"Do you like it?" Han Yan said against Huan Ji's forehead.

"Hmm." The corner of Huan Ji's mouth slightly raised.

Han Yan slightly encircled Huan Ji's waist, then kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Then he moved his fingers.

Those fireflies emitting a faint blue light instantly turned into a light red light, not only that, the surrounding trees were also tied with red concentric knots.

Huan Ji stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

Suddenly, two sets of red wedding dresses appeared in Hanyan's hands, and he whispered to Huanji: "Today, you and I will get married again here."

Huan Ji's throat moved slightly.

He looked at the wedding dress in Han Yan's hand, and slowly took it over.

But Huan Ji still hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Han Yan said to Huan Ji.

Huan Ji pursed his lips.

Although as a husband, you have to satisfy the desires of your Taoist companion.But...the bridal chamber lasted for so long a few days ago, Huanji hesitated a bit.

But he was afraid that Han Yan would be disappointed.

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan with frowning eyes, and after hesitating for a while, he said: "Can we get married again tomorrow?"

Han Yan looked at Huan Ji and asked, "Why?"

"We just separated this morning." Huan Ji said very implicitly.

Han Yan seemed to understand something.

He held back the corners of his raised lips, and whispered next to Huan Ji's ear: "This time it won't be long."

Huan Ji is relieved now.

Because Hanyan will never change what he promised him.

He happily changed into his wedding dress.

But Huan Ji doesn't know at this time...the time this time is indeed not very long...because the next marriage is coming soon.Hanyan seems to want to make up all the previous bridal chambers, almost every day is a new wedding place.

Phantom Festival: "..."

Huan Ji couldn't count how many wedding dresses he had worn.Although somewhat helpless, Huan Ji did not refuse.

They are together almost every day.

As long as it is something done between lovers, the two of them have done almost everything.

Including... some childish little games.

For example, now, the phantom sacrifice fell into the lake.Although drowning should not happen in the Great Desolate God Realm, Han Yan's expression changed.

But after Han Yan went down, he found that Huan Ji was blinking at him.

The two surfaced.

Hanyan first checked the phantom sacrifice, and was slightly relieved when he found that he was fine, but still looked at phantom sacrifice silently.

Huan Ji saw that Han Yan was not happy.

He pressed Han Yan to the stone, held his shoulder, and laughed softly.

There are many more such things.

The phantom sacrifice seems to have liberated the nature, but the price of playing tricks on Han Yan is not small.But precisely because of this, the Taoist couple contract between the two became deeper and deeper.

But the happy time is always short.

After hundreds of years passed, Genji sat under a tree and was holding something to the system.

【Help me and give these to the god brothers. 】

Although they are all small gadgets, Huan Ji likes them very much.He purposely bought these and saved them, intending to give the system to the god brothers after his death.

There was also a letter in it.

Because he was worried that the godbrothers would blame Han Yan, Huan Ji wrote a letter specially.

He didn't want Han Yan or Brother God to be hurt.

[You help me tell the godbrothers, just say that I am very happy in the last time, this is the happiest time in my hundreds of millions of years. ] When talking about this, Huan Ji suddenly rolled his eyes.

He never smiled like that.

There was a slight relief in this smile.

He is no longer afraid of falling.Although he still wants to spend more time with Hanyan, it doesn't matter, it's fine now.

0321 flew out of Huan Ji's body.

It looked at those things, and although it didn't say anything, it could be seen that it was a little sad.

"Thank you too, 0321." Huan Ji said while looking at the system.

0321 sighed.

Holding those gifts, it said with a weak tone, "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

"Okay, so... anything else?"

Huanji thought for a while and said something, and let him pass it on to the godbrothers.

After the arrangement, the Illusion Festival went back to his and Han Yan's cave. This was his last night with Han Yan.Because the phantom festival felt that the catastrophe was coming.

The Chaos God will sense it before it falls.

There are also phantom festivals.

Huan Ji personally cooks a meal for Han Yan, in order to prevent further poisoning, this time Huan Ji tasted it himself after cooking.In the end, I was still worried, and then simply used my strength to remove the potential toxins inside.

This should be fine, right?

Phantom Festival pondered.

While Huan Ji was thinking, there were light footsteps outside.

It was Hanyan who came back.

Huan Ji immediately went out to greet him, and after seeing the cold flame, Huan Ji said in a low voice: "Today I cooked a few dishes." After he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "This time I will definitely not be poisoned. "

Han Yan quietly looked at Huan Ji's smiling eyes, and said, "Yes."