This evil god is wrong

In the end, Busujima broke the atmosphere that was gradually sliding towards freezing point.

"What's your origin?" Busujima asked calmly.

"..." After being silent for a while, Feng Zhan said sullenly: "The dream body is attached to the personality."

"Is that so...I understand..." Busujima clenched the handle of the knife tightly, a gleam of joy flashed between his brows, "It turns out that Master Yuge still remembers me, which is really pleasant news."

"..." Feng Zhan, who had already guessed about the situation, asked in a deep voice, looking at the joyful expression in the sadness of Busu Island: "Are you a real human being?"

"Ah~, yes, I am a real human being." Busushima smiled gently, and turned to the distant flowers, "Come with me, I will tell you the reason, and teach you the real way of swordsmanship, after all In a way, you are my sister."

"..." Feng Zhan followed silently.

She glanced around, only to realize that the white-haired beauty named Sierra just now had disappeared.

"Is Master You Ge okay?" Du Dao, who was walking in front, asked without looking back.

Feng Zhan chuckled lightly, "...Heh, that's good, I've been eyeing a pair of quintuplets recently for fun."

"Really? Very good, as long as Mr. Youge is in good health."

Feng Zhan looked around and asked casually, "How long have you been here?"

"Can't remember, maybe 5000 years? Or 6000 years?"

"..." Feng Zhan was silent.

"What? Are you scared?" Busujima turned his head and looked at Feng Zhan from the corner of his eyes.

Feng Zhan clenched the handle of the knife in his hand, and said with lowered eyebrows: "...not at all."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Du Dao turned around and said with a smile, "We will stay here for a long, long time, until Lord Youge needs us again."

"Do people here think so?" Feng Zhan asked in a low voice.

"No, but no matter what they think, they belong here. They have no right to refuse, nor the strength to resist."

Busujima stopped, turned around and looked at Feng Zhan with a smile, "This is it, you will live with me in the future, I will teach the skills of fighting and the knowledge of surviving here."

"Don't worry about being bored, there are a lot of strong people here, you can challenge them unscrupulously."

"Don't worry about death, even if you die in battle, you will recover in the sea of ​​flowers seven days later."

"By the way, set the location of the recovery here, so that next time you randomly recover to nowhere, I won't be able to find you."

"In addition, a friendly reminder, my teaching will not hold back, so be prepared to die at any time."

Looking at Busushima's extremely gentle smile, Fengzhan's back felt unconsciously shivering.

"Heh~" The corners of Feng Zhan's mouth twisted upwards, revealing an equally sadistic smile.

Worthy of being my "sister"!This madness and sadism is too much to let go!

It seems that this long time in the future will not be boring...

.........

In the real world, at 9:[-] p.m., in the wing room on the ninth floor of Tongque Pavilion, Yuyu Residence.

"Ichika, wake up." Hanyu softly woke Ichika who was sleeping soundly.

"Hmm..." Yihua frowned, turned around and shrank into the bed and continued to sleep.

Hanyu smiled, leaned down and whispered in Yihua's ear: "Yihua, if I don't wake up, I will..."

An insignificant sound was poured into Yihua's ears along with the heat.

In an instant, Yihua opened his eyes, looked at Hanyu with a panicked expression, "I woke up, I woke up..."

"Why are you still curled up in the bed when you're awake?" Hanyu tilted his head, looking at Yihua's frightened bunny-like expression with great interest.

"..." Yihua sat up in a hurry, and pulled up the quilt to cover her body.

"So cute." Hanyu pulled the corner of the quilt, and smiling Kazuka snuggled up in the same quilt.

"..." The touch of skin-to-skin contact made Yihua blush.

She struggled to restrain the strange feeling of numbness in her heart, trying not to show any strangeness in front of Hanyu.

"We agreed to watch TV together, Ichika, do you remember?" Hanyu asked softly, smelling the scent of Ichika's side neck.

"En..." Yihua raised her head slightly, exposing her slender neck more to Hanyu's field of vision.

"No, TV remote control." Hanyu picked up the remote control on the bedside table and handed it to Yihua, "I don't know which channel it is, you can tune it."

"En..." Yihua, who could only utter one syllable, silently tuned the large LCD TV on the opposite wall to the channel playing "School of the Dead".

Because Yihua wasted a little time waking up, the opening credits of "Academy of the Apocalypse" has already finished playing at this moment, and it has entered the official plot link.

But it was just right, Yihua casually put the remote control aside, snuggled into Hanyu's arms and watched TV quietly.

The plot unfolded in an orderly manner, and Yi Yi, who already knew the script like the back of his hand, didn't pay attention to the TV series, but kept secretly observing Hanyu's expression.

Seeing that Hanyu seemed to be looking very seriously, Kazuka's thoughts quietly diverged to other directions.

Hanyu-kun... is not a good match for a life-long trustee, but he is already the most reliable man she has come into contact with...

No matter in terms of family background or personal conditions, Hanyu-kun is impeccable, but there may be some problems with his personality.

It is not a good conduct to take advantage of the fire...

"..." Ikka clenched her lower lip, and leaned lightly on Hanyu's shoulder.

In the ambiguous atmosphere, Yihua's thoughts were a little confused.

On the one hand, she was resisting Hanyu's act of taking advantage of the fire, on the other hand, she was indulging in attachment.

That's right, Yihua knew very well that she, who had a flaw in her heart at this time, was very dependent on the warmth radiated by Hanyu.

Relying so much that I don't even want to leave Hanyu's side...

She couldn't judge how much affection for Hanyu was mixed with her attachment at this time...

Time moved forward steadily, and an episode of the TV series was played soon.

"Ha~~"

Hanyu yawned, resting Yihua's little head on the side of his head, and said, "Yihua, your acting skills are very good, it's like two people with you now."

"En..." Yihua moved her ten fingers slightly, muttering silently in her heart.

Not like two people, but just two people.

The second personality born from a dream can be regarded as the most familiar stranger to her.

"We've finished watching TV, let's continue to sleep." Hanyu put his arms around Kazuka's shoulders, ready to lead her into the bed together.

"Wait..." Yi Huaqiao blushed, struggled to break free from Hanyu's embrace, turned her head sideways and muttered: "I... have to go back tonight... my sisters are still waiting for me going back..."

"Sisters?" Hanyu raised his eyebrows and asked with his chin in his hand, "Is it okay not to go back?"

"..." Yihua shook her head lightly, "No, there is no way to explain why I don't return at night..."

"That's it, okay, I'm sure." Hanyu waved his hand, and sent a flower back home very graciously.

"En...thank you..." After Yihua thanked in a low voice, she lightly lifted the quilt, ready to put on her own clothes and go home.

But when picking up the clothes on the floor, Yihua froze.

After being stunned for a while, she turned her head to look at Hanyu stiffly, "Hanyu-kun, can you lend me some clothes?"

"Clothes?" Hanyu thought for a while, resting his chin, and then suddenly came to his senses.

He smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry, this is my problem, I'll go find you clothes."

After speaking, Hanyu got up, put on his clothes and left the room.

"click---"

The wooden door of the wing room was closed, leaving only the wing room for one flower and one person.

"Uh...uh...um..."

She shrunk back into the quilt blushing, and made strange noises from her throat from time to time.

"click---"

"By the way, Yihua, you and I can choose clothes together, just so you can choose what you like."

The door of the side room opened, and Hanyu poked his head out from the door and said.

"?!!"

Yihua came out of the quilt suddenly, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Hanyu-kun, you should help me choose, I approve of your vision."

"Oh? Really? Is it really because you recognize my vision?" Hanyu leaned against the door, looking at Kazuka teasingly.

"It's true..." The corners of Yihua's mouth twitched, and a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes.

What's going on, don't you know?

Why do I have to take unnecessary roads?

"Heh~ I'll carry you." Hanyu chuckled, entered the room, and hugged Yihua and the quilt together.

"Hmm..." In order to prevent himself from falling, Ichika restrained his embarrassment and hooked Hanyu's neck.

Hanyu smiled warmly, carrying Yihua in his arms like a gentleman, and went to the eighth floor of Tongque Pavilion to choose clothes.

After entering the side room where the clothes are stored, Hanyu placed Ichika wrapped in a quilt on the wooden chair in the center of the room, and then opened the antique golden sandalwood wardrobe, exposing the clothes in it to Ichika's view.

"Yihua, which one do you want?" Hanyu stood beside the closet, smiling warmly and beckoning to Yihua to choose carefully.

After scanning the various styles and sizes of women's clothes in the closet, Yihua looked at Hanyu and asked faintly, "Hanyu-kun, why are there so many women's clothes in your house?"

"Tell me this." Hanyu crossed his arms, leaned against the closet, and explained casually: "These eight layers of clothes were all prepared by my father before, and have nothing to do with me."

"..." Yihua looked at Hanyu quietly, not knowing how to complain for a moment.

It is very unlikely that Hanyu-kun lied, so the fact is probably as Hanyu-kun said, these women's clothes were prepared by his father.

He will prepare women's clothes in all styles and sizes. Hanyu-kun's father seems to be a great flirt...

And Hanyu-kun seems to have inherited this from his father...

Yihua sighed silently, and casually pointed to a piece of clothing in a slightly depressed mood, "Just this one, the problem of size... You should know my size, Hanyu-kun, so I don't need to say more."

"Of course..." Hanyu smiled warmly, turned around and found the same dress that matched Yika's size from the closet.

Afterwards, Hanyu took the clothes and changed them for Yihua with a smile.

.........

After a long time, Yihua, whose face was flushed as if she was about to bleed, was carried by Hanyu to the main gate of Tongque Pavilion.

Hanyu placed Yihua in front of the main entrance, "Wait a while, I'll drive you back."

"En..." Yihua leaned weakly against the door and nodded slightly.

"So cute~" Hanyu rubbed Hana's little head, then turned to drive.

.........

Not long after, a high-end black sedan drove out of Yuyu House through the side door smoothly.

In the car, Yihua, who was lying on her back on the co-pilot, gradually fell into a sweet dream while listening to the soothing music.

Chapter 47

"Yihua, wake up."

In the black high-end car, Hanyu softly called to Kazuka who was asleep in the passenger seat.

"Uh~~ha~~"

Yihua rubbed her eyes and yawned sleepily.

"are you home yet?"

Yihua, who was limp all over, didn't even bother to open her eyes, she just moved her lips and asked.

Hanyu: "I haven't arrived at your home yet, and you haven't told me the exact address of your home."

"En? Didn't I tell you?" Ichika held his forehead and looked sideways at Hanyu who was smiling warmly.