“Brother, have a safe journey!”
The Steel-Bone Monkey held a bowl of water and poured it in front of the grave with an extremely sad expression.
"Brother, what are we going to do if you leave?"
The other spirit pets lay in front of the grave and cried loudly.
Gulinaza bit her thin lips lightly, tears welling up in her eyes as she murmured, "I used to wish Han Feng would die, but now that he's really dead, why do I feel a little sad?"
Liu Chushuang's voice choked with sobs, "Me too."
Zhao Yunxi began to cry, "Han Feng is actually a very good person, he just has a mean mouth."
Yang Mi and the others remained silent, but it was not difficult to tell from their expressions that they were also filled with sadness and reluctance.
Here, the members were paying tribute to Han Feng.
Han Feng had been teleported back to the thatched hut silently.
“It still feels like home!”
Han Feng lay comfortably on the straw bed.
"Brother, how come you are still alive?"
Thatched House said in astonishment.
"What do you mean?"
Han Feng was slightly stunned.
Judging from what the thatched house said, he should be dead?
He was sentenced to death after just leaving for one day?
The thatched cottage said excitedly, "We thought you were dead and were already preparing to feast!"
Han Feng's face suddenly darkened. "Who told you I was dead?"
Are you ready to start the feast?
Are you hoping he'll die soon?
The thatched cottage said, "A goddess spirit came yesterday and told us that you were killed by the spirits of the Demon Realm."
Han Feng narrowed his eyes, "What does that goddess spirit look like?"
Thatched House thought for a moment and said, "She has a graceful figure, a cool and beautiful face, and a particularly large chest, one size larger than Yue Lingshan's!"
"Grass!"
Han Feng couldn't help but curse.
This goddess must be Sophie without a doubt.
Her purpose was simple: revenge for what happened yesterday.
Isn't it just pinching twice?
Is it necessary to be so extreme?
Too narrow-minded!
Han Feng took a breath and asked, "Why is it so quiet outside? Where did everyone go?"
The thatched house said truthfully, "Everyone has gone to the east side of the island. They've built a grave there and are holding a funeral to commemorate you!"
Han Feng's face turned as dark as a pot lid, and he walked out of the thatched hut in depression.
"Brother, aren't you dead?"
Mu Zhalan and other members were all stunned and wondered if they had seen a ghost.
"Even if you all die, I won't die!"
Han Feng snorted lightly, and then gave these guys a silence package.
The shelter suddenly fell into silence.
Although the members were banned from speaking, they were extremely happy in their hearts.
Because only Han Feng has the ability to silence people.
This also means that the Han Feng in front of him is real, he is not dead, he is still alive!
Han Feng said no more and walked straight towards the east side of the island.
At this moment, Yang Mi and others were still standing in front of the grave, completely unaware that Han Feng had arrived.
"Everyone, that's enough. I'm still alive."
Han Feng coughed lightly.
"who?"
Everyone turned around quickly, and when they saw Han Feng standing in front of them, they were all stunned.
Isn’t Han Feng dead?
Is this guy in front of me a human or a ghost?
"Brother, is it really you? Are you still alive?"
Steelbone Monkey asked tentatively.
"You are not blind, can't you see for yourself?"
Han Feng rolled his eyes.
The corners of the steel-bone monkey's mouth widened involuntarily.
Judging from his expression and voice, it really is Han Feng!
But they all repaired the graves.
Han Feng is resurrected again?
Isn't this a waste of feelings?
"Don't trust him easily, he might be pretending."
Zhao Yunxi reminded.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became alert.
There are many talents for disguise in this world.
Maybe the Han Feng in front of him really is a fake.
Liu Chushuang stared at Han Feng and asked coldly, "You said you are Han Feng, do you have any evidence?"
Han Feng was a little speechless, "Do I still need to prove that I am myself?"
"certainly!"
Liu Chushuang remained noncommittal. "There are so many scammers these days. We won't believe you unless you provide evidence."
Han Feng said calmly: "Come here, I'll give you evidence!"
"Why do you have to go there? Can't you just take it out directly?"
Liu Chushuang frowned.
Han Feng smiled slightly and said, "I can only show you this evidence."
Liu Chushuang hesitated for a moment and walked in front of Han Feng. "Where's the evidence?"
Han Feng's mouth flickered with an evil look, and he lowered his voice and said, "One time when you were taking a shower, I saw through Little Pea's talent that you are a White Tiger!"
"You are shameless!"
Liu Chushuang's delicate body trembled, and the corners of her mouth twitched with anger.
Han Feng rubbed his nose and said, "It was you who insisted on asking me for evidence."
"Why don't you just die!"
Liu Chushuang grumbled and turned back to Yang Mi and the others, "This guy is Han Feng."
Apart from Han Feng, there is no one else in the world who is as shameless as him.
"How can you be sure?"
Yang Mi looked puzzled.
Just one sentence made Liu Chushuang believe it without a doubt.
What was said?
"Anyway, he is Han Feng. If you don't believe me, go and ask him."
Liu Chushuang hesitated.
Yang Mi thought for a moment, then walked over to Han Feng and asked, "What evidence do you have?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Thinking back, you exchanged two inflatable dolls from me. They were both made based on your prototype. Does this count as evidence?"
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