"Awesome, senior brother."
Na Yi sat on the swing with her legs crossed and whistled at Guang Baek who was passing by.
When Guangbai heard the sound, he immediately stopped walking towards the Taoist temple.
Of course, even now, he can already exercise the power of guarding all realms in the name of an elder.
Guangbai still feels that his master may not really regard him as a real disciple...
It is not an easy thing to obtain the real approval of the elders.
Guangbai has already experienced the trial of dreams. It is not difficult to imagine how many endless years the elder has experienced in the long years that even ordinary things can hardly imagine.
In those years, He must have seen all the kindness and honor and disgrace in the world, all the betrayal and separation.
He is just one of thousands, but he never dares to say that he can be the only answer.
As for his junior sister...
The Chosen Son of the Chaos Faction doesn’t have much to say...
I have experienced practical training during this period, especially my contact with online players.
Guangbai already has a full understanding of this largest unstable group among comprehensive network players.
It's hard to say that the Chaos camp is all docile, but provoking them for no reason is obviously throwing flint into a pile of explosives.
"I am just performing my duties on behalf of the Master. Even if I am majestic, I should treat it as the majesty of the Master."
Guangbai looked at Nayi and said.
When he was called into the Emerald Dream by the elder, although he was young, he also experienced quite complicated experiences.
Although in terms of physical lifespan, it is difficult to judge the seniority between him and Na Yi.
After all, hybrid protoss is also a protoss, and their lifespan is quite different from that of humans.
But there’s no harm in talking about each…
From the inside, Guangbai regards his junior sister as a younger sister who has not grown up.
Or from a psychological point of view, it is unlikely that there will be a chance to grow up?
"It's so boring."
"Master is not here, why are you always making official remarks?"
Na Yi curled her lips and said.
Guangbai smiled and said nothing, just cupped his hands:
"I will go and report the battle situation to Master first."
Then he walked into the Taoist temple again.
Nayi tilted her head and looked at his leaving figure, feeling a little unhappy.
"Damn it, Master, when will you let me go out and play!"
Na Yi complained.
But the surrounding void was calm, without any boiling or noise coming and going.
"You bunch of cowards!"
Na Yi said angrily.
But soon, she found new fun:
A friend who is a gamer on the Internet brought her an exotic gaming device...
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"call……"
When Guangbai came out of the Taoist temple again, most of the day had passed.
He looked around and saw no sign of Na Yi.
Thinking again of Master's instructions just now, I couldn't help but exhale slowly.
Guangbai naturally knew that the person in the Taoist temple was not the real elder, but a mortal incarnation of him.
He is the elder, but the elder is not just him.
For matters that some elders think are trivial, Guangbai can just report here directly.
Of course, the things that the elders consider "trivial" are all things that make Guangbai's scalp numb.
For example: a world is defiled and invaded by minions of evil gods, or there is a supernatural disaster that exceeds the processing limit of the current plane.
What does walking on thin ice mean?
Guangbai now feels a little nervous even when he goes out.
With the power of the elder's magic weapon, he has taught numerous evil gods a lesson.
He no longer has the time and energy to pay attention to the turmoil of those mortal things.
What he needs to interfere with is the peace and survival of one or more worlds...
Those fanatical and expectant eyes made Guangbai feel on pins and needles.
He did not develop any arrogance or arrogance. He only deeply felt that his strength and virtue did not match his current position.
He is not a god, not even a legend.
He is just a lucky mortal...
Perhaps, this is a longer trial...
Occasionally, Guangbai would think like this.
From confusion to joy, then to confusion...
Guangbai feels that he is a lucky guy. He never thinks that he is the son of destiny.
He was just lucky...
But one day, he can no longer take any chances.
I have to work harder and be more careful.
Guangbai thought secretly in his heart.
He knew that what he was saving was not pale words or dead stars.
There are countless intelligent lives that even his eyes cannot see the end of...
This is a great pressure.
Master, why do you think someone as small as me can bear such a heavy responsibility?
Guangbai couldn't help but look at the sky.
It was as if at that moment, he was able to see through the endless overlapping dream world.
Through the thick brass gap like a wall of crystal wall system, I saw the orange figure outside the vast void...
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What the elders call small is important. - "Guangbai Ji", January 18, 1st Year of the Emerald Era
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The layout behind the scenes seems to be quite a troublesome thing.
But if you just hide behind and catch fish, it would be very satisfying...
Although the things Guangbai is currently dealing with are not of much significance.
But Yi Chun, nestled under the World Tree, could still feel an indescribable sense of comfort.
Probably, to him, this is something more valuable than being a chess player.
Of course, it cannot be said that Guangbai's actions are ineffective.
In the plane in Yi Chun's timeline, Yi Chun has never been involved in the internal conquest.
But at least the overall harmony and maintenance of life can be guaranteed.
To put it simply: The Void God's endless BB will most likely skip here, and the Burning Crusade will not be able to burn it here.
The problems they often encounter are usually caused by the failure of their internal civilization...
This is an extremely common thing for intelligent life.
The birth of wisdom means the twins of creation and destruction.
What Guangbai interfered with was a plane outside of Yi Chun's timeline.
This kind of interference can be regarded as a kind of external territorial expansion.
For a being like Yi Chun, developing territory does not require the intervention of a flag or administrative organization.
In the opposite plane, there is no interference from beings with similar concepts.
After Yi Chun or an individual or object that has a strong relationship with his timeline had a certain influence on him.
The timeline of this plane will gradually and naturally be contained and contained by Yi Chun's timeline.
Maybe, it's time...
Under the World Tree, Yi Chun's divine consciousness suddenly felt a little throbbing.
Since he awakened from ignorance, he has been extending his ordinary nature and concepts.
The timeline of the multiverse is rolling forward, intertwined in endless time, accumulation, immersion...
Now, it's about to bloom...
This chapter has been completed!