Bo Feng himself didn't even realize it.
Ever since Su Yan left, that woman has been constantly on his mind.
One minute she's angry, the next she's even angrier.
As a result, his expression became cold and aloof.
The doctor told him to rest more.
He lay there for three hours without closing his eyes.
Every time I close my eyes, all I see is that woman's image.
Damn it!
Su Yan got into a taxi.
His expression remained largely unchanged, but his gaze was fixed on the view outside the window.
Little Flower spoke up quietly.
"Host, where are you going to sleep?"
"go home."
Which one?
No. 8 Jinlin Road.
Upon hearing this address, Xiaohua knew it meant returning to the small villa where she had stayed with Bo Feng.
"Huh? Didn't the host say he was going back to his apartment?"
"I've changed my mind."
Su Yan spoke frankly.
Little Flower
"Women are so fickle."
As if remembering something, Xiaohua couldn't help but ask...
"Host, why do you say that the person behind Bo Yu is Sang Luo?"
"kindness?"
"You asked the challenger Bo Yu who her backer was, and you said with certainty that it was Sang Luo."
Su Yan gradually regained her memories.
It's talking about what happened at the restaurant earlier.
"Just a guess."
Little Flower
"······"
The flame of excitement gradually died down.
Sangluo, one of the nine main gods, is known for his thousand faces and is hailed as the most perfect substitute.
It ranks 6th among the nine main gods.
How convincing is her costume?
It's like a perfectly replicated mirror.
His tone of voice, his movements, his demeanor, every frown and smile, he could do it almost perfectly, no, more than perfectly.
In the world of antiques, the most ironic saying is that fakes can look more like the real thing than genuine articles.
This sentence perfectly describes her.
Her most impressive feat was disguising herself as a spoiled rich kid who grew up pampered by her parents. By indulging in a life of debauchery, flirting with beautiful women, and watching striptease shows, she managed to get those parents to send their own son to prison after three months. She then inherited all of their wealth and squandered it all.
This story was told for a long time after she became a chief deity.
Xiaohua couldn't help but ask
"Host... is it very likely that you will encounter it in the future?"
"perhaps."
"Xiaohua has a question."
"ask"
"During your tens of thousands of years as a supreme god, aren't you afraid she'll impersonate you and become the head of the supreme gods?"
Little Flower was very curious.
After all, Sangluo is known for his ability to imitate more than 100%.
What if the other main gods all think that Sangluo is the head of the main gods, and the host has never liked to argue? Wouldn't that be the end of us?
Su Yan lowered her head, looking at the wound on her hand, and spoke softly.
"She can't beat me."
The little flower remained silent.
No matter how things change, this skill level remains unchanged.
As expected, its host is the strongest.
Compared to Sang Luo, and looking at Bo Yu's ability to imitate, it seems rather clumsy.
While chatting with Yi Tongzi, they quickly returned home.
Back home, Su Yan cooked some noodles and ate them.
I had originally planned to have lunch with Bo Feng today.
As a result, he got into a car accident, and without eating, he went straight to the hospital.
Then, he was angered by Bo Feng's indifferent attitude and returned home.
Even though I'm angry, I'm still hungry.
She placed the painting on the table.
Sitting at the dining table eating noodles.
A little while later.
She picked up her phone and called Assistant Zhang.
His temper flares up inexplicably, and so does this car accident.
Why did it crash into the bridge pier when it was perfectly fine?
For those most familiar with Bo Feng's daily life, you should ask Xiao Zhang.
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