"Mom, is there really a god?" The little girl took the maltose, put her fingers into her mouth and sucked it, as if she wanted to lick clean the trace of syrup between her fingers.
He stared at his omniscient mother with big curious eyes.
The mother standing aside, holding a book, saw her daughter's cute and innocent appearance, put the book away, touched her daughter's soft hair and spoke softly.
"Yes, there were many great gods in ancient times, and they all sacrificed themselves to protect the human race." Looking at her daughter who seemed to understand, the woman remembered that she had asked her mother the same question when she was young. Her mother was gentle.
Speaking of, that story passed down by word of mouth.
Legend has it that during the reign of the Yellow Emperor, there was a monster named Chi You. Its body was as big as a hill, and it could create hurricanes with its breath. It was later killed by the combined efforts of the gods.
There is Master Cangxuan who can shape people from earth, Master Lei Ze who can transform into lightning, and the Sword Fairy who can defeat all magic with one sword. There is also Master Chiyuan who can turn into flames.
They each have magical powers, and in the end they fight the demons and die on the ancient battlefield.
The woman couldn't help but purse her lips and smile when she thought of this. She had also imagined that she could be like the sword fairy, holding a sword with one hand and cutting through all kinds of magic. But later, as she grew older, she realized that these myths were lies.
Even if it's not a lie, those gods are still too far away from them mortals, and they can't even look up at them.
After losing their childhood, women also get married, take care of their husbands and raise their children every day, sit and repeat the things they do every day, and they also look down upon it. When I was a child, I dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with a sword, but when I grew up, I found that home is the real end of the world.
So women put away their past fantasies and peacefully care for their husbands and children. Occasionally, when they think of their childhood dreams of sword fairies, they will cover their mouths with their long silk sleeves and chuckle.
Perhaps, after seeing the essence of life clearly, still loving life can be regarded as a heroic performance.
"Aw." The little girl smiled sweetly. She could never tire of hearing the stories about the battles of the gods, especially the stories told by the storyteller in the Gou column. In normal times, his mother would definitely take her to listen to a story, but
During this period, it is said that the war in the imperial court was tense.
For safety reasons, the woman did not take her daughter out of the house.
This story has been circulating for thousands of years and has been engraved in the hearts of every Chinese person, but perhaps they would not have thought that the story in their eyes had really happened.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
"Lord God, are you just sitting here?" He Yun'er asked. The gauze covered her beautiful face, but it couldn't hide her charm. Her tall figure stood out even among the men.
The fair skin shows a healthy color. The deserted temperament gives people a desire to conquer.
To put it simply, she is a beauty in the world, but not a sexy beauty, but a stunning beauty who can be seen from a distance but not played with.
"Let's do it." He Wu's lazy voice reached He Yun'er's ears. He Yun'er exhaled and found a relatively clean stool to make it under the attention of everyone.
Her sitting posture cannot be said to be grand and majestic, but it is also different from the coquettish posture of other ladies. Instead, she straightens her body and sits there coldly, occasionally picking up a rough tea cup and taking a sip of tea.
The red lips looked so alluring when they closed together, and the men present wished they could become the teacup in the beauty's hand so they could taste the beauty's rouge and gouache.
He Yun'er didn't pay attention to those men who thought with their lower bodies. If the gods hadn't asked to come to the human world to see how the people were doing, she would definitely have lived at the foot of Taixu Mountain.
Speaking of He Wu, it is necessary to mention the jade pendant hanging on He Yuner's waist. Yes, that is He Wu.
The last time he dragged Honkai Will to fight on the moon and detonated the Honkai Core, he was also bombarded from the front. Honkai Will was only sealed.
He, He, was in a worse situation. His body was divided into several parts, and the only one that was conscious was his head.
Fortunately, the mind was successfully teleported back to the teleportation array set up early in the morning, and was finally picked up by He Yun'er who woke up.
In order to make it easier for He Yun'er to carry it with him, He Wu froze his mind in eternal black ice and placed it next to Fu Hua in Taixu Mountain, while he was encased in a jade pendant and hung on He Yun'er's waist all year round.
He Wu looked around. This time he did not take the lonely king with him when he went down the mountain, otherwise he would probably be chased by a group of officers and soldiers again. The last time he took the lonely king down the mountain, the lonely king was so curious that he knocked over several stalls.
Moreover, he was attracted by several desperate young masters, not only the lonely king but also the stunningly beautiful He Yun'er, so he couldn't help but make some frivolous remarks.
Seeing that He Yun'er ignored them, they started to take action. After He Yun'er got He Wu's permission, he killed the leading young master with a sword. It was said that he was the bastard of the prince.
However, He Yun'er doesn't care about these. She only cares about what the Lord God thinks of her.
She did not personally participate in that battle, but the scene after the war also illustrates the brutality of the battle.
In her eyes, the god who was more powerful than the sky almost died, leaving only his conscious body and his master, whose life or death was uncertain, and disappeared on the battlefield.
Zhu Dancangyun and others are all dead.
Even Xuanyuan Ji, a mortal, died on the mountain to seal Chi You.
"It should be the Ming Dynasty now." He Wu asked as he watched people coming and going.
"It should be that the people in the mountains fought and killed for territory. I don't know how many people died, but it doesn't matter how many people died."
"This land will not change, it will just change the flag and change the person in power." He Yun'er said softly, looking at the ground, perhaps the ground he stepped on, countless people had died.
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"Yes, my little Yoona can understand it, why can't they understand it? Can't they just sit down and have a nice chat and drink tea? Fighting and killing is so boring."
He Wu chuckled and sighed pretending to be melancholy.
He Yun'er's pretty face turned red. He Wu's words, "My little Yun'er" really touched her heart, and the corners of her mouth turned up uncontrollably.
Maybe, a girl can't help but be happy for a long time even if she hears the casual words of her lover.
He Wu smiled and secretly cursed himself for committing a crime.
I am an old man who has lived for almost 100,000 years, and I have defeated a "little girl" who has only lived for 4,000 years.
There is a generation gap of three years, and I don’t know how much generation gap there is between the two of them.
It's simply committing evil.
Of course, He Wu was just thinking about it in his mind and definitely not spitting it out. After all, he believed that as long as he didn't break the window paper, He Yun'er would never break it.
Just like Fu Hua, don't agree or disagree, and keep a distance that's neither too far nor too close.
Sometimes, He Wu feels like a scumbag, just like a green tea man (Qie Ge: Yes, you are)