Han Feng looked ahead with an expressionless face, and in front of him, a cyan giant wolf knelt with low eyebrows. And the background is the sun, moon and stars that complement each other.

The whole picture is concise and profound, especially the eyes of the gods at that time, which are vividly portrayed, and it seems that from the picture scroll, you can see through people's hearts.

That's right, this is a treasure that was collected by the National Museum of China a few years later.

It is said that the painting itself was written by Han Feng's son Ao Zheng, who was just a simple graffiti work at first, but was later discovered by Han Feng and was able to appear in people's field of vision.

And according to wild historical legends, it is precisely because Han Feng injected divine power into this painting that the connection between the characters, the background, and the story appears to be integrated, and the whole painting is full of awe-inspiring power - anyone who sees this painting is sure that the gaze of the gods on the picture has penetrated into their hearts, even if there are hundreds of onlookers, they will feel the same way.

Therefore, this "True God and Beast Map" has always been in the collection, and it has never been reproduced in the world. And its value, no one dares to measure it in money.

Since this map was settled, there has never been any loss or damage to any collection in the National Museum of China. You know, that's thousands of national treasures!

It's just that the protagonist of the painting, the true god Han Feng, didn't have so much consciousness at that time - Yan Jun was busy enjoying the happiness of "convincing people with virtue" at that time, where did he have the leisure to take care of the feelings of the onlookers?

Even the cyan giant wolf in the painting only dared to lie low in front of the gods, motionless and silent.

Even if it went on like this, Quest would be willing—at least, the gods wouldn't abandon their family!

However, the picture is always dead. And how many people can really understand the story behind the camera?

…………

"You and your family, stand up!"

Han Feng smiled and said softly, but all the members of the Quest family clearly heard the will of the gods. When more than five hundred sturdy green wolves appeared in unison, it was estimated that anyone would feel the panic in their hearts.

In the eyes of these werewolves, the gods still maintained a faint smile. And the yellow-clothed boy who might turn into a golden dragon at any time still held God's hand, smiling faintly, and did not say anything unusual. Even the middle-aged man who was able to release the bat from the fan and almost exhausted the patriarch to death was still standing quietly behind the god without any hostile movements.

The most unexpected thing for the wolves was a woman. If there is no problem with the previous introduction of the gods, she should be the woman of the gods. If you stand in the position of the Wind Clan, you should call her the housemother - the housemother surnamed Tang.

In fact, not only did the werewolves not expect it. Even Han Feng, the god in their minds, was greatly taken aback.

Seeing Tang Yue'er slowly walking into the wolves, the crazy brother couldn't react for a while.

Sister Yue'er's attitude towards the Feng Clan is not enthusiastic, but Han Feng has always known it very clearly. But what is the reason for her to put herself in danger regardless of her own safety today?

Any green wolf could take her life with just a slight opening of its mouth - if Han Feng wasn't there.

But the reality is so bizarre. The ferocious and bloodthirsty werewolves, after transforming, did not go as crazy as usual and pounced on them, but followed the steps of the Tang master's mother, bowing their heads one by one, like a puppy that was domesticated at birth, obediently accepting her gentle petting.

Even if some of the green wolves were too tall for Tang Yue'er to reach their heads even if they stood on tiptoe, these smart guys would lie down so that the slender hands of the Tang master could touch their heads......

Until many years later, these green wolves who had been touched by Tang Yue'er and survived would puff up their chests proudly, hold their heads high, and say loudly whenever they thought of this scene: "I want to ...... back then."

Under the incredulous gaze of Han Feng and the others, Tang Yue'er leisurely took a turn among the wolves.

She walked from beginning to end, and then slowly walked back again. The journey was not very long, but in this short time and distance, the werewolves actually had an inexplicable emotion for this weak petite human from the bottom of their hearts.

Admiration, attachment, affection, love.

This qiē happened for no reason. It's not because they want to pray for the forgiveness of the gods, nor because of the need for survival, in short, the unruly werewolves on weekdays all bow down under Tang Yue'er's slender hands without exception.

What is especially puzzling is that later Han Feng once let the werewolves of Lyoante also get close to Tang Yue'er, but they got a completely different treatment - Sister Yue'er directly ignored their existence!

The only thing that can explain this unreasonable phenomenon is Tang Yue'er who turned around, looked up at Han Feng, and said categorically:

"They're related to me!"

After a period of silence, Tang Yue'er spoke again. It's just clinging to Han Feng's ears:

“…… They belong to me. And, you know, Feifei already has a WindClan ......"

When Han Feng heard this, his heart jumped. Looking up at Sister Yue'er's delicate shoulders, hundreds of pairs of shining wolf eyes were full of affection and obedience.

The crazy brother sighed secretly, not because of the competition between his two mothers-in-law, but because of the silent mourning for his complacent "convincing people with virtue" just now - Nima's, finally had a chance to show his character, but he was gently taken away by his mother-in-law, I ...... Bear with it!

Uncle can't bear it, and aunt has to endure it!

The crazy brother took a long breath, turned his head to look at Zhao Feifei who was teasing the little rabbit in the sun "next door", and nodded heavily:

"I understand your thoughts. But ......"

Han Feng also put his big mouth close to Sister Yue'er's small and crystalline earlobe:

“…… When I went to inspect the wolves, I didn't think about the danger. ”

Tang Yue'er was standing beside her husband at this time, and she was naturally very safe. But when I thought of the inexplicable walk among the wolves just now, I felt a little afraid in my heart.

However, the obedience and suppleness of those green wolves don't look like they're pretending! And, if you look back on it, the feeling of being in the wolves at that time was really peaceful, peaceful, and home......

Sister Yue'er couldn't explain this strange feeling, but just subconsciously glanced at Zhao Feifei in the distance in the sun, and then smiled coquettishly without a trace:

"Danger? Is there a more dangerous place than staying around? ”

PS: Don't say much, bury your head in code words, and strive for a change today! Ask for support!