Yiren's non-human chat group

Looking at the evil spirit of the speedsters who turned their heads and kept talking trash to the stog behind them while speeding up, the cake "Xiao Yiren" felt a fire in his heart.

"Wow wow wow wow~ (You want to race after pissing off the abbot?! Come to hell!

)"

Although the cake "Xiao Yiren" didn't know what the abbot was, it didn't stop him from punching the evil spirit of the speedster on the windshield with a cream cake punch.

"Ah...what is this! I can't see the road in front of me now?! But I feel so good now! So good!"

It feels like I’m about to take off!”

Howling loudly, the evil spirit of the speedsters even stretched out its long tongue and said "lu la la la" hard, with the apple jam cream on its head, letting out unbridled laughter.

"Ah! The apple-flavored gasoline is so suitable. I'm so excited!"

"Hi, right! I'll make you high!"

Seeing the arrogance of the guy who hit him, the cake "Xiao Yiren" was really furious, and the red jam on the entire cake became two brighter colors again.

Under extreme anger, Cake Xiao Yiren even burst out his own potential. His originally dead spirituality was beating like boiling grease, and his originally underdeveloped consciousness instantly became complete.

The arm that was originally covered in cream suddenly turned into hard chocolate, reflecting a strange black light under the sunlight that had just appeared in the sky.

The strips on the arms made of chocolate were like blood vessels, which were constantly expanding, contracting and expanding. Cake "Xiao Yiren"'s arm holding the hood suddenly exerted force, and his thick arm was suddenly lifted up. Then Cake "Xiao Yiren" was

He stretched out an index finger and inserted it fiercely into the temple of the evil spirit of the motorcycle gang.

"Eat shit, you!"

Although the fingers are made of chocolate, they appear to be extremely hard at this moment. Even the shell that can barely be broken by bullets was directly penetrated by the cake "Xiao Yiren", and a sad howl suddenly resounded in the empty space.

On the road.

"Ah ah ah - it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"You deserve it, you damn bastard!

"

However, the wailing did not last long, and the cake's pride did not last. Creatures like evil spirits cannot be solved with simple physical attacks.

The next moment, a feeling similar to the rebound of rubber was suddenly exerted on the finger of the cake "Xiao Yiren" that was twisting crazily in the temple of the evil spirit of the speeding gang. A huge burst of elasticity suddenly hit, directly

He just flicked Xiao Yiren's fingers away. A proud smile suddenly appeared on the face of the evil spirit of the speedster gang pretending to be in pain.

"I lied to you, your attack has absolutely no effect!

"

The next moment, there was a harsh sound of friction between tires and the ground. Suddenly, the car body of the evil spirit of the speedsters that was rushing forward suddenly tilted. A bad premonition also poured into the heart of the cake "Xiao Yiren".

Although the cake "Xiao Yiren" had just been born, he didn't even understand what the thing that bumped into him was? But the little spirituality belonging to Xiao Yiren, who was constantly transforming and enriching his wisdom and strength deep in his body, enriched him even if he was a beast.

There is also an intuition that cannot be matched.

Therefore, without any thought, the cake "Xiao Yiren" instantly slapped his hands on the hood in front of him, using the huge force as a lever along the front wheel, forcefully causing the rear tires of the evil spirit of the speedster to move towards

It rose up, and at the same time, the cake "Xiao Yiren" also used this force to suddenly fly into the air.

Similar to the premonition of the cake "Xiao Yiren", although under the influence of the strength of the cake "Xiao Yiren" during the period, the rear tires of the car controlled by the evil spirits of the speeding party suddenly flew up for a moment, but the next moment the car landed again and the rear tires directly seemed to be...

It spun like a top.

Look at that crazy posture. If the cake "Xiao Yiren" was still on top just now, then I'm afraid it would be thrown out like water stains on the barrel of a gun. Will it fly out of the viaduct or fall on the road?

It's really hard to say...

However, the rising speed of the cake "Xiao Yiren" was completely neutralized by the acceleration of gravity. After his body reached the highest point, he suddenly realized a problem - he was not the real body, and he seemed to be unable to fly.

Touching his chin, well, it should be where the chin is. The face of the cake "Xiao Yiren" is blank, so what should I do next?

…

At this moment, Xiao Yiren, who was looking at the history that had happened, suddenly covered his face...

Xiao Yiren: "Please, you make me look stupid like this."

Looking at the cake in the historical void that contained no trace of what a human should be like, and only had some shapes that imitated his "Creator", Xiao Yiren could only pat his chest to comfort him that this thing had nothing to do with him, and then continued to read.

Of course, I also fished out a plate of peach cake from the space and ate it while looking at it...

"My little bit of spirituality plus external stimulation? It's okay, it's reasonable. I finally understand how this thing was born..."

"So what happened to stog?"

With a peach cake stuffed in his mouth, Xiao Yiren glanced at Xiao Yiren, who was a hundred miles away, holding a stog, playing with cakes and falling in love with an angel.

"The funny guy never lets me down?"

…

My vision once again came to the hole in history.

Cake "Xiao Yiren" now has good news and news.

The bad news is that he didn't solve his own landing problem. The good news is that someone helped him solve the problem.

Covering his eyes with his hands, he wanted to wait quietly for himself to fall to the ground with a snap, and then be crushed by the police car from Nowhere. The cake "Xiao Yiren" was smashed into creamy tire marks on the ground, but after landing, he did not feel the brokenness and feeling that it should have.

Feeling crushed, he immediately carefully moved his arms away, and his big bling eyes scanned the surroundings carefully.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the rapidly retreating scenery around him and the roaring wind on the surface, Cake "Xiao Yiren" finally confirmed that his life was safe and couldn't help but take a picture of himself.

He thought it was a place on his chest to show relaxation, although he himself didn't understand the meaning of this action.

But after he calmed down, Cake "Xiao Yiren" looked at the driver's seat next to him, and then he saw a purple-haired goth girl with loving eyes staring at him like a slut.

Cake "Xiao Yiren": "..."

"Why do you feel like you've just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den again?"

Immediately following his spiritual instinct, the cake "Xiao Yiren" raised his arms directly in front of him, like a little girl who encountered a pervert.

"Don't come over, otherwise I will call..."

Hearing the statement that the cake "Xiao Yiren" could not be more iconic, stog almost subconsciously made his own response.

"You scream, even if your throat breaks, no one will care about you."

But she reacted in the next moment and realized that her speech seemed inappropriate. She threw the steering wheel directly to the green zombie dog at her hand, and then leaned her figure towards the cake "Xiao Yiren"

, looking at the vigilant look on the cake "Xiao Yiren", he cleared his throat with some embarrassment, and then said:

"Ahem~, don't worry, I'm not a good person..."

"Well, I can see it..."

stog: "..."

It seemed that he had discovered something was wrong with his words. Stog quickly covered his mouth and changed the topic. Of course, the red hearts in his eyes did not decrease at all, and even tended to increase...

"Oh, no, I'm sorry, I just said it wrong. I am an angel. I am a good person. We have the same enemy. You can trust me."

"You don't want us to have a conflict and let that hateful guy run away..."

As Stog spoke, he pointed at the evil spirit of the motorcycle gang in front of him that was spinning wildly and howling at the same time. The meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Cake "Xiao Yiren"'s mood gradually stabilized.

Although "Xiao Yiren" himself didn't understand the cake, he also felt that there was something strange about the purple-haired girl in front of him. It seemed to have a strong smell of nuclear wastewater.

However, the instinct derived from spirituality that "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" and "loveliness is justice" still made him believe Stog's words for the time being.

The only problem was that he found that the words spoken by the purple-haired girl in front of him seemed to be very similar to the language he had just learned from spirituality, but it was a little different. It seemed to have a bit of a dialect. He could understand it, but he didn't know.

What should I say...

Wrinkling his non-existent eyebrows slightly, Cake "Xiao Yiren" opened his mouth slightly, and then his spiritual stimulation allowed him to learn the skills of using this dialect, and he said with some stumbling:

"Hello, I, I believe you..."

Since he was just born and has just learned to speak, the words "Xiao Yiren" of the cake have a rich milky flavor that is completely consistent with his appearance. This strange meaning makes the cake "Xiao Yiren" feel tired, so he just said

After a few words, he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

However, the cake "Xiao Yiren" felt boring, but the slut opposite me didn't feel that way.

The moment she heard the cake "Xiao Yiren" speak, Stog felt a cupid's arrow shot into her heart. Almost instantly, this angel with a disorderly lifestyle began to beat faster, and her fair cheeks were visible to the naked eye.

The speed instantly became red.

Then in the next moment, a dense whole emerged from stog's hair, forming a heart shape in mid-air.

"Ahhhhh - I can't help it anymore."

The next moment, Stog rushed directly in front of the cake "Xiao Yiren" and got into the car directly.

And when he was suddenly knocked down, feeling the heavy breathing that was constantly hitting his face, and Slim who was constantly bullying him on his chest, the cake "Xiao Yiren" looked confused.

.

"Where are the teammates you promised? The enemies of your enemies are your friends? You promised that you are a good person? Why did you directly attack me when the enemy is still in front of you?"

Of course, although the cake "Xiao Yiren" is confused, his actions all depend on his spiritual intuition. He feels the restlessness and excitement coming from the spiritual world, and the "Be honest, kid, I tell you, I advise you not to break my

"Good thing" command, he could only lie obediently in the spacious car, letting stog's heavy breathing hit the cream on his face, motionless, like a large doll...

There is no doubt that the cake "Xiao Yiren"'s appearance of letting you pick up shoes has further aroused stog's inner desire, which can be seen from her increasingly heavy breathing and the pink hearts in her eyes that almost fill the whites of her eyes.

Clues.

…

Looking at the situation in the historical hole, Xiao Yiren from the outside was really dumbfounded.

Damn, this is a bit outrageous, there are actually people in this world who can have a passion for desserts.

emmm…

Of course, those made by teachers who specialize in dessert appearance design do not count...

Different from those ridiculously beautiful dessert models that are made like figures, the cake of "Xiao Yiren" is not just a simple prefix, it is really the real thing, in the shape of a birthday cake.

The prototype is completely a cylindrical cake. Even if it is infected by spirituality, the whole cake still looks like a pillar, with the addition of a chocolate triangle hat, sugar-covered monocle and chocolate limbs.

It's really hard to imagine someone being in love with something like this...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! People cannot, at least they should not...

"But stog seems to be an angel and not a human being..."

"That's okay..."

Silently waving his hand, he miraculously wiped away all the Coke he had sprayed all over the floor. Then Xiao Yiren picked up the popcorn in front of him and continued to read.

"Well, it turned out to be a reversal on the spot. This is really something I didn't expect."

After understanding the rough love-hate relationship between the cake "Xiao Yiren" and stog, Xiao Yiren couldn't help but cast another glance at the cake a hundred miles away, which was now hundreds of feet tall and had a high-speed rail ghost hanging on its body.

Looking at the thing that looked like a King Kong, and then at the historical hole, this small cake that was only 1.7 meters tall, Xiao Yiren sat down patiently and continued to read.

"Then what made him grow up to be what he is now?"

…

The vision returns to the historical hole again...

Although the current atmosphere between stog and cake "Xiao Yiren" is very good, with stog's character and the simple folk customs of Fallen City, it seems that it is not strange for one person and one cake to do some raw cake actions in public.

But don't forget that the two are still fighting. This fast and furious battlefield is obviously not for the two of them to be intimate.

I don’t know if it was because of an accident, or even the evil spirit of the motorcycle gang couldn’t stand the sour smell of love between this person and a cake. A violent jolt directly interrupted the strange atmosphere between the two, and Stog’s head slammed hard.

It hit the left car door, and the spontaneous girl was hit so hard that she almost lost her balance and was thrown out of the car.

Seeing this situation, Cake "Xiao Yiren" also took this opportunity and quickly sat up from the car seat. He breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief. At the same time, a sense of spiritual regret also slightly infected his mood. He felt inexplicably unhappy and dared to let go.

He began to search for factors around him that affected his performance.

Immediately, his eyes were locked on the evil speedster in front of him who had stopped spinning like a self-examination spinning top.

Almost instantly, the spirituality in the cake "Xiao Yiren" spoke.

"Use an Italian cannon and fuck that son of a bitch!"

Almost instantly, the appearance of the cake "Xiao Yiren" changed drastically. The legs made of chocolate instantly twisted into a spherical shape. The chocolate tricorn hat on the top of the head opened the hole, and the entire body of the cake stood upright. It was huge.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the evil spirit of the motorcycle gang in front of him.

"Grandma, how dare you spoil my good deeds! You're eating my Armstrong Spiral Jet Armstrong Cannon!"

"