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Han Zifeng still calmly set up the stall, but she was fighting with bones. Lin Xuan asked speechlessly: "No, sister, what are you playing?"

Zi Feng replied without even raising his head: "I feel that this is not a complete skeleton. Is the copy corrupted?"

Everyone was speechless. Is this sister? Lin Xuan took a deep breath and asked, "No, sister, what you should think about now is that people have used Susanoo, but you still chopped him into pieces. How should we explain it?"

Zi Feng said with disdain: "It's time to pour out the water in your head. Susanoo seems to be just a son of God, right? Their level is about the level of Li Jing and others. Although I am not a real saint, there are only a few quasi-saints who can exchange with me one for one. Above the saint, I can exchange with many. I have tried it. Who told me that my main character is a black one. We are really not on the same level."

Lin Xuan: "No, how do you want the authorities to respond?"

Zi Feng threw an old saying over: "If you have a trick, go ahead. If you don't have a trick, die. If it doesn't work, just give them some advice. What exactly does Nuwa do?"

Lin Xuan sighed, not knowing what to say. Forget it, let him think of the words himself. This sister's explanation can't be thrown out. He still threw sister's point of view to the diplomats, and then said: "So, you can do it yourself." Everyone was helpless, okay, okay, they would find a way to fool them themselves.

This time, Zi Feng said that her mood was not very good at once, so, with a revengeful mentality, she happily traveled around the world again. This time, she even visited the homes of the rich people she passed by, with one main point: pass by, pass by, can't miss it. Anyway, I'm not happy, so none of you can be happy.

When she arrived at the island country, she didn't leave anything for them, because after all, wouldn't Lin Xuan be in charge of the selection? When she and her friends came back from playing, they looked at the scattered pieces on the ground and didn't know what to say. It was fine to have sashimi, but what was the point of even taking the plates and knives?

It's ok to have sake, but what's the meaning of not even letting go of wine glasses and wine jugs? If these are tolerable, what's the meaning of buckets of hot spring water? The most outrageous thing is that there are toilet paper and condoms, which shows that they are thrifty.

All the friends sighed when they saw these local specialties. They felt that this sister's madness had not been cured, but seemed to be even more serious. Was she letting herself go? Not to mention, Lin Xuan was really straightforward. He actually handed a set of test papers to Zi Feng to do. Zi Feng just started drawing and asked after he finished drawing: "What is this?"

Lin Xuan asked professionals to start the assessment, and then Zi Feng heard a sentence: "He is suffering from mania."

Lin Xuan sighed and said, "Oh, let me give you a psychiatric evaluation. You really have mania!"

Zi Feng thought about it and tried to explain it in another way: "You should have heard of super male syndrome and super female syndrome, right? I should be in that category. Hmm." After thinking about it, she added: "Mild."

The doctor next to him corrected: "Severe."

Zi Feng's face instantly darkened. Can she not be so irritable? Unhappy, she entered the dungeon again. This time, uh, it was quite strange to look around. There was no way this dungeon was quite tricky.

Zi Feng was now surrounded by bird-like people with wings on their bodies, but looking at her small arms and legs, she should be in the camp of the naughty child, that is, she was a little angel. She was silent again. In other words, she still felt that the devil was suitable for her, right?

The main job of the little angel every day is to play in various ways under the guidance of the feeding angel. Very good, Zi Feng asked these bird people to fully understand the horror of the naughty children and the price to be paid for throwing the devil into the angel pile.

Since it was a weird copy, she turned on the melon-eating mode for all the members, and used their sacred props to exchange for her not eating his melon. She included the little angel who wet the bed, the little angel who broke something, and the little angel who was in love. In this way, she ate all the little angels in just one day.

Lin Xuan looked at the group of strange and bizarre props and asked speechlessly: "Sister, who did you rob again?"

Zi Feng calmly replied: "Birdman."

Lin Xuan: “What?”

Hu Lin: "What? Add one."

Jack reasoned: "What? Plus two, by the way, is that an angel?"

Zi Feng replied: "Yes, they asked me to be a little angel, and now I am fleecing these naughty kids. What you have in your hands are all the wool I have fleeced." The three of them nodded in unison.

Zi Feng follows the principle of having nothing to do, so she works hard to pull these angels to death every day. Her only doubt is that the whole copy seems to be fine.

Zi Feng was also wondering, could that evil cultivator, or Xu Fu, come and beat up the angel? That's unrealistic, right? Are angels that weak? How can they call themselves gods when they can't even beat a mortal? That's too much.

She waited here for five days, and then a guest came to their paradise. He was similar to the previous zombie. Although he looked like a human, he had two exposed fangs, so he was definitely a zombie.

Zi Feng followed a group of little angels, watching from a distance. They were still little kids, so they didn't need to join the battle. It was just that the archangels were a little weak. A dozen angels couldn't beat a flying zombie, so they were disgusted every minute.

What made her even more speechless was that this flying zombie actually came here with the little angels in mind. Not only that, he also planned to capture the little angels to refine them. Zi Feng was unhappy now. Now these little angels were her subordinates. If they bullied her little brother, the flying zombie would be useless.

Zi Feng calmly took out his sword, rushed forward and chopped the unlucky Taoist priest, beating him and cursing: "You bastard, there are so many big guys here, and you only bully us little ones, aren't you being naughty? Don't you really want me to chop you off? I didn't even want to make a move, but you insisted on forcing me, forcing me, forcing me..."

The flying zombie that came over was the accomplished Xu Zhixuan, but even he did not expect that a killer would suddenly appear on the angel's side. The point was, when he was fighting with the angel, although his skills were restrained, they were still effective. However, the little angel on the opposite side restrained him to death.

After a while, Xu Zhixuan suddenly asked, "Are you Chinese?"

Zi Feng said disdainfully: "Nuwa."

Xu Zhixuan immediately felt that this copy was a bit crazy. As the strongest BOSS, why did he also get beaten? Thinking about the other party directly calling out Nuwa's name, he suddenly felt a bit confused. This question is a bit beyond the scope, I really can't do it!

But while he was still complaining, Zi Feng and her enthusiastic friends had already taken down Xu Zhixuan.