Qiu Yan pulled He Xiaoman, who was as straight and stiff as a robot, and kept folding her into a chair and sitting on the bed, and then told her a very long story.

The rough content is that the center point of each star field (or its universe) is a civilized star with at least level seven or above.

Only such civilized stars can evolve their own parallel space, one and two, two and four, until endless.

It seems to be a vicious cycle. The higher the civilization of a planet, the less people will have the desire to reproduce. Almost all civilized stars above level seven are vast and sparsely populated, and the barrier below also has various resources. Therefore, the busy people of this star decided to use barbarians to control barbarians and use people from the world to manage the world.

Qiu Yan is the first group of homeowners promoted from the parallel node world after this star field has just become a civilized star.

The star field indirectly controls parallel spaces through these homeowners.

At the beginning, the homeowners who were selected worked diligently, and some even called the people of this star as the main god.

But as time passed, they gradually became familiar with each other and the awe of the owners of the Shanjie Realm disappeared little by little. They found that this person was actually just like this.

So the homeowners who have accumulated a lot of materials and experience in the stanza began to think that they should not have. Once they positioned a certain stanza, they had the ability to become the actual controller of that stanza.

The management class of His universe discovered that the derivative realm of their planet might have become a tool for these house owners to evolve skills, enhance their abilities and make money, so the families in charge of this star field began to think of countermeasures.

If the homeowners who have mastered certain resources are killed by real swords and guns, if they unite, even if they will not collapse this star domain, at least they will cause time and space turmoil to severely damage this star domain.

Several of the most powerful homeowners were planted with tuberculosis.

Of course, the tuberculosis in the aristocratic families in this star field is just a contract imprinted on the soul.

When the tuberculosis gradually showed its hideous face and the owners began to become weak one by one, everyone realized the insidiousness and cunningness of His universe.

So the owners looked for a way out, and they even thought that they would temper their souls through the thunder of the catastrophe in the world of higher cultivation.

"This is a solution that is not a solution. At least in a short period of time, we old guys will not suffer so much. So every time we are surviving, we are going to die."

He Xiaoman's face was still pale, but he finally had a little idleness and joked with Qiu Yan: "For example, Chai Lingxun?"

"Yes." Qiu Yan stretched out his hand to touch her ink blue hair: "It's just drinking poison to quench thirst."

"The reason you are my only child is that when I realized that the bond between tuberculosis and my three souls could not be removed, I dug a soul to nourish you. Your soul is stronger than ordinary people, so it is difficult to be born safely, but as long as you survive, your soul can carry a powerful magic weapon like Yihongmiao."

He Xiaoman had a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "So I was born to detoxify you?"

Qiu Yan's teeth were chewed with a "crack, crunch" sound. After a moment of silence, he said, "I really want to beat you up."

He Xiaoman turned his head and sent his cheeks like snow to Qiu Yan.

Seeing the little bastard looking fearless and determined to take his own virtue, Qiu Yan suddenly poured out with his anger and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"You are half right. I can treat you as a magic weapon similar to the cultivation world. You will become a magic weapon of Yimiao. This will be easier for me and more convenient to use. You don't have to reach out to ask for it like a beggar."

"Then why don't you do this? Didn't you say that everything is safest to control in your own hands?"

He Xiaoman seemed to vent all the anger he had seen with Zhang Caihua before on Qiu Yan, and he was like a middle-aged man in the rebellious period and was constantly fighting.

Qiu Yan seems to have a particularly good temper today.

A pair of bright eyes stared at He Xiaoman: "Why else can you do it? You can't do it."

If you can do it, can you little girl jump up and down in front of me and provoke again and again?

There are some things that He Xiaoman himself cannot see through.

When Qiu Yan completely cut off his way home, he must have sent this puppet He Xiaoman in this ancestral world, and those ordinary people would not notice any difference at all.

You may find that the only difference is the Ghost King and the Four-tailed Black Nightmare, and the Ghost King is as smart as you will naturally not pick out this thing that is not beneficial to everyone.

Although I was a little worried when I saw this "He Xiaoman", I have to admit that she accompanied Zhang Caihua on behalf of He Xiaoman. I believe that when Zhang Caihua is old and weak, she will be extremely considerate in front of the bed and accompany Zhang Caihua through the entire journey of life.

It's all about happiness to take her last breath.

He Xiaoman is more sensitive and can easily bring immeasurable danger to Zhang Caihua and the people around him. He is often pulled into the dungeon by the survival game. The substitute can accompany Zhang Caihua for 24 hours when He Xiaoman cannot take care of both.

It is indeed the most perfect arrangement.

But it was also the arrangement that made He Xiaoman feel like he was stuck in his throat.

Seeing that the little girl figured it out, Qiu Yan no longer stayed too much. He had a way to gain the movements of the Ye family and the Feng family, and the same was true for others, so leaving was the greatest protection.

"If you want to live, stay for a few more days. Just think that you have a vacation. You have worked too hard during this period, but you don't have to."

Listen to this tone, it’s like Huaishu Castle is his, the old house... Well, the old house is not his, but the tree house is.

Before He Xiaoman could respond, Qiu Yan had disappeared.

On the night of check-in, He Xiaoman waited for the first guest.

Yu Min, who was out for a walk, brought the Ghost King and a big black cat with a size comparable to a lynx.

Four years have passed, and Yu Shenghuan has grown into a young man with a treacherous head.

"Hello, you are a new resident, right? Take my son out for a walk. I used to live in this room and walked to you unknowingly. It's really annoying."

There were other tenants in the corridor. Although Yu Min was rude and polite, she smiled and squeezed her eyes to prove that there was no gap for the past four years.

He Xiaoman nodded and let out the door: "Well, welcome, come in and sit down."

I didn't expect that the four-tailed Black Nightmare would grow so big, but I don't know why this guy seemed to be a little more alert to him.

The Ghost King was still very cold: "Xiao Hei said you have a very dangerous aura. What mess did you do? It told me to leave you quickly."
Chapter completed!