Marvel's Planeswalkers

"Speaking of invitations." Kreacher lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said: "Boss, a few days ago, Nebula led Thor, Steve and other Avengers to borrow a spaceship, saying that they were going out for an outing and camping. Seeing that they were all armed to the teeth, they might also hold a hunting activity."

"For the sake of past friendship, Kreacher agreed."

Kreacher looked at Li Feng timidly, as if worried that Li Feng would blame him for making decisions on his own.

Seeing Li Feng's calm face, Kreacher relaxed and said with a slightly excited expression: "But who knew that they would get into the spaceship and head straight for outer space, without even inviting you to participate in the outing."

"It's too bullying, and the boss was not invited to the team building."

Kreacher complained for Li Feng indignantly.

"."Li Feng: What the hell is team building, only ghosts would go outing and camping in a spaceship, but you guessed it right, these guys really planned to hunt, and the one they hunted was the lonely old man Thanos.

As for the invitation letter, it would be a ghost series if it was given.

So far, he has only saved Nebula and Stark's life, and established a small friendship with Thor by "transferring the fire of civilization".

For the rest of them, let alone friendship, I'm afraid they haven't even established the most basic trust.

Invite him, a stranger, to play together? Haha, not installing a hidden camera at his door is already giving him enough face.

Li Feng touched Kreacher's "dog head" to show that he should stay calm, and turned his thoughts to another matter.

The spaceship borrowed a few days ago? It is very likely that Natasha has already embarked on the return journey.

He narrowed his eyes like a fox, stroking his chin to calculate the ins and outs of the incident.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a brilliant idea sprouted.

Since Thanos is dead, can the body be recycled? .

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. He completed the idea and decisively opened the portal to Titan.

A few minutes later, Li Feng returned to Earth, whistling, holding Thanos's head in one hand and his huge body in the other.

It can be seen that this guy is in a good mood at the moment.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Blitz looked at the bloody corpse and was a little confused.

The specialty brought back from the other world is the body parts, or the kind that is dismembered into pieces.

What he brought back in a hurry is also the body, or the kind of body parts separated.

If he didn't know Li Feng well, he would suspect that someone was suffering from necrophilia.

"Nothing, just thinking." Li Feng looked around and saw that everyone was listening like a curious baby. He smiled mysteriously with a bad taste, and said: "I won't tell you yet, you will know when the time comes. By the way, remember to bring popcorn, this show is so exciting."

After that, Li Feng carried Thanos's body back to the RV.

This thing must be handled while it is fresh, otherwise it will become a pile of rotten meat after a long time.

"???" Blitzcrank felt anxious and wanted to pry open Li Feng's mouth to find out the truth.

But his delicate skin was no match for Li Feng.

He had no choice but to roll his eyes in secret and start to complain crazily in his heart: Are you happy to be naughty? Let me be naughty.

Until Li Feng's back disappeared completely, Blitzcrank had to put away his curiosity and focus on invading the satellite and looking for the Stark family on their honeymoon.

Five years later.

By the lake, outside an extremely delicate tent, Stark was confronting a group of humanoid creatures with only the upper body and a blue body.

The two sides were deadlocked for a long time. Stark exhausted his last bit of patience and shouted with a rage: "Get out of my way, I want to see my daughter."

The humanoid creature remained unchanged in his attitude and said coldly: "The master has ordered that no one can enter the Morgan Cabin without her permission. Sir, this is private territory, please leave."

As he said that, the humanoid creature extended his hand and politely asked Stark to get out.

My dear, this is my home. Stark was so angry that his liver was about to explode. He bit his back teeth and roared: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. I am your master's father."

"Look at you with dog eyes? Are you sure? I didn't expect you to have this hobby."

While speaking, the humanoid creature rubbed his head into a dog's head, and then widened his eyes, which were originally the size of green beans, into the size of basketballs, and said: "The dog's eyes can see clearly, you are indeed the master's father."

"Huh?! I didn't notice it before, but now I look at it with dog eyes, and suddenly I find that your face is a little ugly. Hmm~ It makes people feel like vomiting inexplicably."

The humanoid creature turned around and spit out a pool of blue vomit.

"." Stark's forehead veins jumped wildly, his fists clenched, and his face was grim: "For the last time, let or not."

Is this the limit? . The humanoid creature pursed his lips, put his face in front of Stark, and said disdainfully: "Want to hit me? Come on, hit here, hard."

Stark's whole body was stiff, his right hand was raised several times, but finally fell slowly.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight, but the other party's backing is too strong. A slap in the face will definitely start a criticism meeting.

When Stark thought of the mother and daughter fighting with full fire, he already imagined which sofa he would sleep on at night.

When the humanoid creature saw Stark was defeated, his mouth cracked into the appearance of a happy Husky, and he said proudly: "Orders are orders, don't say you are the master's father, even if the master's ancestors come, it will be useless."

If the mentally retarded lamp genie was not afraid of teaching his daughter in the tent bad things, Stark would not only want to curse, but also want to strangle this unfortunate thing to death.

Even if the other party is his daughter's most beloved toy, he will strangle it.

That's right, the humanoid creature is the genie in Aladdin's lamp, and it is also the gift given by Li Feng when Stark's daughter was born.

Considering that Morgan (Stark's daughter) had not yet been weaned at the time, Li Feng deliberately took out the elf soul to train it and set it into 'Morgan's exclusive nanny' mode.

In this way, this thing is much more reliable than the robot nanny designed by Stark.

You may not be able to tell stories, make milk in the middle of the night, or change diapers in the middle of the night, but the robot nanny who knows how to do elves will also.

However, when faced with headaches and fever, the robot nanny can only give guidance, but does not dare to buy medicine online, let alone take medicine in private.

The elf, on the other hand, was different. He started to cast spells directly. After a healing spell, he ensured that Morgan recovered on the spot, and then continued to howl for milk.

For another example, when facing a crisis, the robot nanny can only predict and remind him. If Morgan pretends to be deaf and continues to go his own way, the robot nanny can't do anything.

And are elves dangerous? Destroy it first, he said.

Comparing the two, Stark finally abandoned the robot nanny and replaced it with a magic lamp genie that did not need to be recharged.

But he never imagined in his wildest dreams that the elf was still a fool.

Whenever I receive an order, I will just keep my head down and carry it out to the end, and I don't know how to adapt at all.

"Okay~ You win." Stark, who had a splitting headache, sighed, rubbed his temples and shouted toward the tent: "Morgan, come out quickly, your mother is calling you to go home for dinner."

After shouting for a long time, until his throat began to smoke, Stark saw the tent curtain being opened by a small hand.

He glanced inside the tent through the curtain, and his heart immediately became sour:

Hey guys, space tent! ! ! .Don’t ask, it must be another toy Morgan got from Austin.

No wonder Morgan didn't respond when I called outside for a long time. It's not because he pretended not to hear, but because the space was too big and he really didn't hear me.

Stark, who was amazed, was about to enter the tent to visit and look for creative inspiration. When he turned around, he found that Morgan was stepping on colorful clouds.

"This is..." he frowned and said uncertainly: "Austin's flying prop? Wasn't it pitch black and ugly before? Why did it become colorful?"

As he spoke, there was a faint smell of paint coming from the tip of his nose.

"You're hiding in the tent just to color it?" Stark said suddenly.

"Hehe~ I'll name her 'Marshmallow', isn't she pretty?"

Maybe he was too excited to get a new toy. Morgan jumped up and down and said with pride: "Uncle Austin said this thing is very fast. He also said that dad is a weakling. The Mark 42 suit he made can only reach Mach 8. Even if you want to eat marshmallows, you can’t eat the taillights.”

Stark takes an arrow in the chest.

I won’t say who is faster between Marshmallow and Mark42. It is true that neither is faster. This is a fact, and there is no point in refuting it.

But Morgan was belittling him both inside and outside his words, yet he was close to Li Feng. What was going on?

How come the little cotton-padded jacket we promised is leaking?

It’s really difficult to raise a child this time. Stark, who still wanted to struggle, took Morgan’s little hand and said gently while walking towards the cabin: “There are thousands of roads, safety is the first priority, driving is not standardized, and relatives will burst into tears. So, Speed ​​is of no use, driving safely is the real thing.”

"No, Baby Smurf will protect me." Morgan turned to look at the elf.

The elf understood instantly and immediately showed off his tendons.

Is that what I really mean? Feeling so tired, Stark's eyelids twitched slightly, and he forcibly changed the subject and said, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Morgan replied instantly without thinking, "I want to eat Uncle Kreacher's cheeseburger."

I also want to eat Stark's footsteps, and the secretions in my mouth are like a surging river.

Having been neighbors with Li Feng for five years, he could only taste Kreacher's cooking skills. On the contrary, Morgan was favored by Li Feng and would go to have a feast every once in a while.

Good guy, that is a food that strengthens the body. It makes him feel depressed because he is greedy.

Stark pondered for a moment, then led Morgan towards the RV and said, "Let's go find Kreacher."

The two of them had just walked a few steps when they suddenly heard the roar of a car in the distance.

After a while, Steve, Natasha, and Scott got out of the car.

Well, the meal plan failed. Stark had a premonition that something big was going to happen. He motioned for Morgan to go into the RV, turned around and said, "Xirin, do you have a problem with me?"

On the other side, Li Feng heard a knock on the door and opened the car door to see Morgan standing at the door with a flat mouth. He hurriedly hugged him and said, "Hey! Who bullied our little princess? Tell your uncle and he will help you vent your anger."

"It's Dad," Morgan said a little aggrievedly: "I wanted to have lunch with Dad, but I almost walked over to you, but several uncles and aunts showed up. Dad had to go home to greet them, leaving Morgan alone."

The god was so lonely. Li Feng rolled his eyes, scratched Morgan's nose, and shouted: "Kreacher, prepare a children's feast,"

After speaking, he looked at the cabin through the car window.

After confirming that the people coming were Scott and the other three, he was extremely excited: when the flowers all withered, it finally started.