Chapter 1335 The fat in memory is not him

  Yang Dianfeng stood at the door and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes.

   Suddenly, he raised his sleeves and sniffed under his nose.

   "Strange, where does the fragrance come from." Yang Dianfeng was a little suspicious.

  The smell is very similar to the smell in his dream last night.

  Did he have hallucinations for that dream last night?

  Actually, when he got up to take a bath this morning, he felt a faint fragrance of fragrance on his body. Later, when he returned after changing his clothes, the fragrance disappeared. But at this moment, wearing his coat, how could it feel like nothing.

  Yang Dianfeng was a little confused.

   But this coat was not worn last night. The little boy put it on the bedside for him to wear in the morning.

  He just had a dream, and he didn't really hide a girl in the bed.

how can that be possible? ?

  "Young Master Yang, please come with the little one." Xiao Si saluted him respectfully.

   then led Yang Dianfeng into the backyard, stepping into the backyard, he held up the baby cat like a white ball in his arms.

  The rich aura is sealed in the courtyard, which makes people feel refreshed.

   never show up.

   A man in a mysterious clothes stands with his hands alone, and is watering the little fairy grass in the center of the gathering spirit formation.

   "I thought you would not come to see her." Lu Huaijiang turned to look at him.

  Yang Dianfeng did not dare to look at him directly, and carefully glanced at the fairy grass behind him.

   "She just went to a nap."

  Yang Dianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

   "I won't come again, I'm afraid she will hit me in the future." Yang Dianfeng seemed to have recovered a bit of childishness in his words, and he always lowered his head unconsciously in front of her.

   "Is she okay now? When will she be reshaped?"

Lu Huaijiang shook his head: "I have overlapped seven or seventy-nine spiritual gathering formations to help her practice. The aura here is not much better than it was in the void space before. What she lacks now is not aura, but an opportunity. ."

  "If an opportunity comes, it can turn a dragon into a dragon. If you don't encounter that glimmer of secret, probably..."

  Probably will always remain in this form.

   "If you need anything, tell me. I can find it in the Three Realms." Yang Dianfeng whispered.

   Raising his hand and gently stroking the fluff on the ball, it can be seen that the heart is extremely unstable.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the tender green leaf trembling.

  The tightly wrapped petals suddenly spread out little by little, revealing the small flower fairy curled up in it.

   Seeing her familiar face, seeing her unreconciled and unwilling face, Yang Dianfeng wept when she watched it.

   Secretly raised his hand to wipe his tears, feeling a little scared.

  Sure enough...

  The little girl opened her dim eyes and turned into a human form and fell beside the fairy grass. Looking straight at Yang Dianfeng.

  Yang Dianfeng's palm stroking the ball quivered, his lips pressed tightly, and he took a step forward.

   then knelt at her feet.

  The white cat landed on the ground and gave him a confused look, "Meow?"

  Lulu glanced, the white cat looked at her dumbfounded.

  Lulu looked at Yang Dianfeng again, she had already known many things during this period of time. Naturally, I also know that this is the little fat man who has accompanied her all the years.

but…

  Looking at the figure, she seriously suspected that she was more chubby.

  In her fragmentary memory, she knew that there was a little fat man. But how did she remember that Xiao Pang Dun had two croissants?

  Where did she know that in Lu Huaijiang’s narrative, she was added one after another by the beauty filter. Be beautified!

   "Get up." Seeing that he refused to get up, Lulu lifted his hand slightly and he was lifted up.

   "It's weird, why are you entangled with hostility and godly breath? Hey, there is also the breath of virtue... the breath is mottled, what have you done?" Lulu stared at him with wide eyes.

  (End of this chapter)