Chapter 231 It’s overturned

"What's the matter? That's between me and Wan'an, it has nothing to do with you." Xie Junchao sneered, leaving only an indifferent look on the clone, and turned around and walked out of the room.

"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about?" Wan'an wanted to help, but he could only call the Yi game system in his heart.

[The car overturned, what else could it be?] The Byou system didn’t take it seriously.

"Forget it, I have a headache just talking to you." Wan An felt a rare sense of powerlessness.

She specifically told her clone to stay in the room and flew to the living room to see Xie Junchao and Mu Gang out.

"Little Nightingale, stay here alone and be safe." Mu Gang knew that only Wan'an and Wu Ling stayed at home, and he was a little worried.

He raised his hand and simply mentioned Dane and his accomplices one by one: "I will take these two bird thieves and hand them over to the city lord's palace."

"I'm fine, don't worry." Wan An replied.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xie Juan approaching her, raised his hand and gently touched the feathers on her head, and whispered: "Then you are at home, wait for us to come back."

"OK OK." Wan'an nodded repeatedly.

After Xie Juanchao and Mu Gang left, Wan'an returned to the room and released his clone.

The clone left Wan'an's room and wandered around the living room, eyes full of curiosity.

"Little Nightingale, is this the table?" the clone reached out and touched the tabletop and asked.

"Yes, it's just an ordinary wooden table." Wan An saw him asking and thought the table's material was special.

In the end, judging from the results, it is just a table made of extremely common wood.

The clone smiled and did not answer, instead focusing on the vases placed in the living room.

He made a selection and found that the few vases left in the living room were all earthy gold, which did not suit his preferences and aesthetics.

Thinking of the crystal vase filled with flowers in Wan'an's room, he picked up an earthy gold vase and returned to the room, his eyes falling on the flowers covering the entire round table.

The flowers were all placed in crystal vases by Xie Junchao and placed on the table, bright and beautiful.

With a smirk on the corner of the clone's mouth, he reached out and took out the red rose placed in the middle by Xie Juan.

Pull the red rose out of the crystal vase and put the champagne rose you brought inside.

Carrying this bottle of champagne rose, the clone specially placed it on Wan'an's bedside table.

As for the red rose that he took out, the clone put it into the earthy gold vase that he brought, and then placed it back in the middle of the table.

There are many flowers on the round table, and there are also many crystal vases. This unique earthy gold vase is hidden in the center and cannot be found unless you pay special attention.

After finishing all this, the clone turned back to the living room with satisfaction.

I didn't see Wan'an in the living room, but I heard a noise from another room.

The clone spread out its long legs and walked towards the room.

The door to the room was open. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Wan An and a crow on the bed, surrounded by various snacks and toys.

"Little Nightingale, the human bed is so comfortable." Wu Ling rolled back and forth on the bed, the affection radiating from his whole body could not be hidden.

"Is this the crow?" The clone looked at the shiny black bird and stepped over curiously.

"It's called Wuling." Wan'an introduced.

"I am the Lord of the Undead." Wuling jumped up from the bed, shook his head and emphasized: "But now my name is Lord Death!"

"I am the Lord Death, and Little Nightingale is the Lord Mountain God. Isn't it a good match?" Wu Ling stood on the bed and flapped his wings, looking at the clone with his small eyes.

Thinking that humans couldn't understand what he said, Wu Ling looked back, sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, it's hard for us to communicate with a stupid human like you who can't understand the language of birds."

"Whether you are worthy or not is not your wishful thinking." The clone walked to the bed and sat down, raising his hand and gently pushing Wu Ling's head.

Wuling was pushed by him and staggered into the quilt. It opened its eyes wide and roared: "Stupid human being, you actually dare to attack the noble God of Death! You are dead!"
Chapter completed!