Husband is Particularly Fierce

When the golden wingman saw this, its eyes lit up. It used its blade to cut Yuan Feiyu's skirt and cut a large piece of it off, covering Di Jiye's upper body.

As expected, if he wasn't a turbid refiner, then he wouldn't know the golden wingman's beautiful clothes transformation technique.

Yuan Feiyu saw that one side of his skirt was long enough to reach his lower leg, yet his shorts were already exposed.

But when they saw Yuan Feiyu's angry expression, the golden wingman felt that Yuan Feiyu's reaction was extremely slow. Stupid female, it took you so long to recover from being bullied.

But in his heart, he secretly planned to chat with Di Jiye when he woke up. There weren't many females as good as Yuan Feiyu anymore, if he had any ulterior motives, he would hate Di Jiye.

Di Jiye started to act like all the other men who had just gotten a fever or had taken aphrodisiac, because the heat had started to take off their clothes. Yuan Feiyu only had enough time to turn the Xue Mei's face away. Too evil.

A thin layer of golden scales slowly rose from Di Jiye's skin. That thing looked very familiar to Yuan Feiyu, his entire body was like a big steamed bun, and started to swell up, becoming about a quarter of his original size. Finally, from his slightly tilted, firm and tight outline of his butt, a tail began to shoot out.

Thus, Yuan Feiyu personally witnessed Di Jiye transforming back into that stupid birdman that she loved and hated.

A pleasant gurgling sound came from his throat as he called out to her incessantly.

Smells good your ass.

The scales were not quiet at all, and continuously fell down, stood up, crouched down, and then stood up again. As swoosh swoosh swoosh sounds rang out, the scales started to rise from his legs, and slowly, the lower half of his body turned into a golden wingman, but his upper body still maintained the image of Mixed-blood Devil Clan. However, as soon as those scales grew back, they seemed to become stuck. The golden wingman began to take out some watery medicine from the storage ring s, giving it to Di Jiye to drink.

Di Jiye began to struggle with all his might as he suppressed the cries of the golden wingman. However, Di Jiye seemed to be incomparably strong, and adding the fact that the golden wingman was afraid of injuring Di Jiye and did not want to injure Di Jiye, it was extremely flustered.

After a short while, the golden wingman anxiously said to Yuan Feiyu: "No, the spiritual energy is not enough, what do we do? If he cannot assimilate successfully, there will be a great danger. "

Yuan Feiyu said: "Then I will make some meat soup for him to drink."

The golden wingman nodded its head. Yuan Feiyu took out the Red Jade Tripod pot and started to cook the soup. This thing making soup was actually not really suitable, but it was still more convenient for Di Jiye to feed it like this.

There was some firewood under the red jade tripod pot. As for her fireball arts, to be honest, she really didn't know how to use that kind of fireball to cook soup.

Seeing Di Jiye's scales becoming darker, giving off a dull golden-brown color, the golden wingman began to sweat. He had already tried his best to input his own spiritual energy, but he realized that Di Jiye still lacked too many spiritual energy s.