Tian Miao didn't think about it anymore, but made a voice transmission with the creator god: When you are ready, you can start to go back in time.
This small world is already riddled with holes, and what the fool just did was to destroy it and reset it. It's like building blocks, set them up, knock them down, rebuild them, knock them down again, and keep building. However, in the process of pushing down, the building blocks will be damaged, and the damage will continue to accumulate, and will eventually collapse. The best way now is to let the Creator expend strength, let the time go back to the beginning, and she will correct it from the beginning.
The ability of this employee is really spicy! I should have focused more on it just now, but they are all fools anyway.
Tian Miao couldn't help but complain again.
After receiving Tianmiao's voice transmission, the creator god began to look back in time in that small world, and then looked up and saw his excited son standing in front of him.
"Why?" The Creator asked slowly.
"Miaomiao! Is it Miaomiao! Miaomiao, she, she, she..." The person who spoke was the good-looking "fool" who was kicked over by Tianmiao just now. His true identity is the Son of the Creator, Hill.
The Creator did not answer, but took a sip of tea slowly. I sighed in my heart that oriental tea is really a good thing. The taste is fragrant, the taste is sweet, and most importantly, it is very suitable for pretending at this time. When others are in a hurry, I take a sip of tea slowly, ah, this feeling is really cool!
"You are talking, Father God, are you right?" Hill asked eagerly.
"Call Dad!" The Creator put down the teacup and glanced at Hill. I don't know why, but hearing someone call my dad has a weird sense of accomplishment. Although the person in front of him should have been called his father.
"Dad!" Hill blurted out, hurried forward, and slapped his hands on the desk of the Creator God, "You mean, what the hell is going on? It's her, isn't it, is it her?"
The creator god slowly picked up the teacup again, and said slowly: "Have you seen it?"
"I've seen it." Hill nodded, seeing the look of the Creator God, Hill's heart finally calmed down, but the surprise in his heart became bigger and bigger.
"Did you speak?" The Creator asked again.
"I, I... don't dare. I was afraid that I was dreaming, and I ran away." Hill lowered his head in annoyance.
"Progress!" The Creator snorted coldly.
"Then tell me, what's going on?" Hill raised his head with a worried tone. If it wasn't for his own father, he would have to force a confession.
"Miaomiao doesn't remember everything from the past. So, don't act rashly." The creator god is no longer the leisurely look just now, but has changed a dignified attitude, "Let me tell you directly, you are in her eyes. I'm a stranger now." The creator god remembered Tianmiao calling him Uncle Xi, and suddenly felt his heart was broken, alas, Miaomiao was the handsome Uncle Astor at the beginning.
Hill frowned: "I don't remember, what do you mean?"
"Literally. Isn't it enough for her to appear in front of you again?" The Creator sneered, "I also won the opportunity for you. If you are stupid again, then you should really dissolve in this world."
Hill lowered his head and fell silent. After a long time, he finally looked up at the Creator, with complicated eyes and a grateful smile on his handsome face, "Father, thank you. Thank you... Let me meet her again. This time, I will take good care of it.”
(End of this chapter)