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In front of us, there stood a tall man with short silver hair, a slightly thin face, and a small silver-white beard on his chin. It seems that a human being is about thirty years old, and his appearance is like a deep and serious medieval aristocrat—I know you are familiar with this paragraph, because it is taken from the front at all—needless to say, someone must have already guessed who is coming.
This tall dark protoss stood solemnly in the living room of my house. Because of his existence, the sun was hanging outside at 11 or 12 o'clock at noon, but the house was as dark as seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Combed into a state that can almost slide down a slide, every pleat of the dress seems to have been adjusted countless times, Obama may not hold a press conference as seriously as he does, this uncle greeted me with a serious face: "Hello, We meet again, this time I was sent by Father God to deliver the courier... "
Bingtis, who had lost her usual domineering appearance just now, hid behind me with a tangled face, and then poked her head out and yelled angrily: "Dad! Why are you here!"
That's right, just like many friends who have already guessed or didn't guess that they just read the previous chapters know that the 30-year-old uncle who is dressed like an old British gentleman in front of him is not someone else. It's Bingtis, the female hooligan's father, Uncle Cuvain who once warmly entertained our family in the God Realm.
I was quite surprised when the uncle appeared, but soon I felt very relieved: this time Bingtis couldn't catch anyone and claimed to be his old lady.
I also finally know why Bingtis is so flustered in the spiritual link, without him, I am afraid of Dale...
"Didn't you say that, I delivered the courier—" Uncle Kuvain looked at Bingtis with a headache, "Father God sent someone to deliver a personal letter, and it happened that I was free, so I came to have a look, or your mother I'm always worried that you've been locked up. Don't curl your lips. Look at yourself now. It's fine if you don't go home. It's fine if you skip work. It's fine if you skip work. Write a fake report. Write a fake report. Forget it, you still forged my signature, and it’s okay to forge my signature—you’ve written it wrong! You’re not guilty of raising such a big girl and being called a parent by God the Father! You have to go back with me today, Apologize to the Pantheon one by one!"
I immediately looked at Bingtis with a terrified expression, and the latter gave me a dark look: "What are you looking at! My concubine owes six reports and hasn't written them. The full attendance excellent performance subsidy has been rolled out to the end, and there must be accidents to make up the report. As for the proof of the situation, if you don’t ask Dad, go to someone... "
The father and daughter were dealing with it, when suddenly there was a sound of wings beating from the oblique side. Looking up, it turned out that the mercury lamp was flying down from the second floor, and it seemed that they came downstairs to eat in time for dinner. Seeing that everyone in the living room was not at the dining table, and there was an outsider in the house, the little puppet looked around curiously, but it was obvious that she lacked interest in outsiders. After circling the ceiling, the little puppet sat down on me decisively. Shoulder: "Idiot, dinner is ready!"
Uncle Kuvain immediately looked at the mercury lamp with bright eyes, the aristocratic demeanor that had been tossed and tossed just now fell to the ground again, and he stretched out his arms and was about to come over: "Hey, the little girl is down, come and let Grandpa hug… "
Bingdi suddenly frowned, and jumped over, if it wasn't for her own father, she might have pulled out her mace: "What nonsense! Don't you know this is a doll!?"
The uncle shrugged his shoulders in a disrespectful manner: "You won't allow me to hypnotize myself? I'll just pretend that my daughter is finally married, okay?"
I found that Uncle Kuvain really deserves to be the nemesis of Bingtis, because he may be one of the only people who can unscrupulously flirt with the black history of the gangster goddess without worrying about being retaliated. I firmly believe that Sister Bing has no guts Fighting with her father, so when Uncle Cuvain arranged Bingtis carelessly, this female hooligan shrank instantly like a little girl who skipped class in elementary school and was taken home. i
At this time, Mercury Lamp remembered who the silver-haired man in front of him was, and couldn't help but feel strange. At the beginning, the Cuvain couple were very enthusiastic about this little doll, which left a deep impression on the latter, but the reason for this enthusiasm It was obviously ridiculous, so the unsociable Mercury Lamp didn't know how to respond to this uncle at all, so he could only reluctantly nodded according to my usual teachings, which was regarded as a greeting, and then continued to pull my head and yell for food.
Uncle Kuvain found out that due to the influence of his magical daughter and the atmosphere of our family, he might not be able to finish the official speeches he had prepared before, and we happened to be acquaintances, so he sat down unceremoniously , with a wave of his hand, he took out a scroll exuding a faint golden light, handed it to me and said: "This is a letter written by God the Father, and it must be handwritten to you before departure."
"I don't even want to see it." Bingtis added sourly.
I put the writhing doll on the chair next to me, and took the scroll handed over by my uncle with a puzzled expression. As soon as I got it, the mysterious energy surged from the thing, which made my limbs feel comfortable. , I couldn’t help but be a little surprised, and said in my heart that this is indeed a calligraphy written by the Father God. Theoretically, it is estimated that every character of this thing is deducted and thrown into a different world as the language of the magic rune. I am afraid that some people will believe it—I have already decided, No matter what Father God wrote, I have to print 40 or 50 copies of this thing and hang it on the four walls, maybe it can ward off evil spirits...
As the supreme leader of the Star God Race, writing a letter by hand is definitely a great thing. Before I opened the scroll, Bingtis chirped with me many times to emphasize the extraordinaryness of this thing. It is said that Father God I have only communicated with one person by handwritten letter, and that is the God King of the Protoss. At other times, I have written orders with the lower gods, but I have never exchanged letters. Bingtis thinks this is because my identity is also a void creature , I account for one-third of the population of the entire void creature race. Father God must express his sincerity with a handwritten letter. Anyway, Sister Bing has blown this stuff up before she opened the scroll. I can clearly I can clearly hear her sour meaning, but I can even hear her determination to paste it with bricks once she finds out that I didn't put this thing with a gold border and frame it on the head of the bed.
When the scroll was opened, there were only a few lines of text on the pale gold "paper" less than a foot long, symbols that I had never seen before, not even Protoss characters, but the amazing thing was that I immediately understood what was said on this side :
"My lord Chen Jun, Zhan Xinjia, is very relieved to hear that the empire is gradually recovering, with a recent victory, and I have something to tell you—come to the God Realm when you have time, it's urgent.
Father God, Xing Chen left a pen. "
Gone.
I think I know why God the Father never writes and communicates with people...
"What did you write?" Bingtis couldn't bear it long after seeing my changing expression, and hurriedly burrowed under my elbow. As soon as I looked up, I saw Uncle Cuvain's face as if swiping the screen He passed the exclamation mark, and quickly turned to one side and held the unfolded scroll in front of this female hooligan who had no sense of femininity at all: "Can't you see it, why don't you squeeze it over?"
"Nonsense, this is written for you, others won't be able to read the content, okay? Father God is amazing, he must be afraid that my dad will peek at it."
Bingtis's father's face turned green on the spot, and I found that this uncle, who looked like an old nobleman when he was sitting still, was actually a person with a wide range of emotions.
There is nothing to hide about the scroll, but I was suddenly invited to the God Realm. Bingtis seems to have mentioned this before. The only thing that people did not expect is that the time concept of the Protoss has become normal this time. Only a few days later, Father God sent someone to invite, but neither Bingtis nor her father knew exactly what it was, and could only confirm that it should be quite urgent.
"When are you leaving?" I said while putting away the golden scroll—I was counting on this thing to ward off evil spirits, and dozens of rubbing copies will be hung in Lilina's room. .”
"Father God personally ordered that the matter is of great importance, and it is best to leave immediately." Uncle Kuvain nodded to me solemnly, then raised his eyes to look in the direction of the restaurant, "Well, it's not too late to leave after eating—not yet What about eating?"
... How do I feel that this God of Darkness is similar in essence to the lingering Uncle Wang
Bingtis is very clear about her father's true colors, and when our family went to the God Realm, we have actually witnessed the magic of the Cuvain couple, so she didn't look embarrassed at all at this time. Seeing his father, he walked towards the restaurant: "Okay, when you came over at 11:30, I guessed that you were pinching your meal..."
Everyone: "..."
The whole family had a lively meal, and this was the first return gift after the family went to Bingtis's house for several days. Uncle Cuvain was full of praise for the craftsmanship of Anveena and her sister. ,During this period, I tried to feed the mercury lamp three times and failed. The meal lasted for two hours, and finally I suspected that Bingtis’s father hadn’t eaten for three days...
When Uncle Kuvain came here, he was teleported from the World Tree Temple. This time, I followed him back the same way. Speaking of which, this is also the first time I have returned to the God Realm after the direct connection between the Shadow City and the God Realm was opened. So I was a little bit looking forward to it, but then I found that the process of teleporting from the temple back to the God Realm seems to be no different from the usual portal. The only difference is that the portal is directly controlled by Ding Dong: this is a more exciting factor. up.
Because this time is not a trip but a business, of course, the more important thing is that I am afraid that I will not stay in the God Realm for long this time, so Qianqian and Lin Xue are not interested in participating, so the people who follow are not Many, besides me and Uncle Kuvain who is going back to the God Realm, only Ding Dong and Bingtis are accompanying us. The former is going back to the Temple of the Supreme Life Goddess to report on his work and find the goddess sister to play with, while the latter is caught by her father. I apologized to the Pantheon.
God Realm, as always, is picturesque, majestic, majestic, mysterious and solemn... Anyway, these upstarts who are almost omnipotent have never hesitated to make their home more beautiful, looking at the boundless green grass, wishing you could lie down and roll They all felt that it was a sin. This time we took the through train, so we came directly to the center of the God Realm: the Brilliant Court without going through the void node.
The majestic four main temples and the giant palace of the Father God stand in front of me as brilliantly as when I left, but I searched my memory and found that the situation is still a bit different: there seems to be an extra one in the glorious courtyard, which does not seem to have any effect There are a large number of protoss with huge energy surging in and out of the square. They are all in the form of gods without exception, and this is the posture of the protoss under normal circumstances. I also carefully observed those two Head to the golden dragon and discover…
None of them touched the ground with their mouths when they landed.
"Your way of observing things is really weird." Bingtis touched me with his elbow, "But this channel is open... Tsk tsk, it seems that this time it's really a big deal. The reason why Father God came to you is The concubine roughly guessed it."
I immediately looked at Bingtis in amazement, but I didn't expect the other party to shake his head: "Anyway, you will know in a while, this thing is quite complicated, except for the high-level protoss, only the previous Xiling emperors know the inside story, Sandora should also know about it. However, this matter has something to do with the secrets of the God Realm at the beginning, so although there are many people who know about it, the only person who can really directly contact that thing is God the Father. It seems... well, You'll know when you go in."
It took me half a minute to smooth out Bingtis's grammar, and I was surprised to find that she didn't say anything!
The floating square is located in the entire Brilliant God Court. Naturally, we can’t see the face from our current angle. We can only see the divine patterns floating on the bottom of the square, which overflow with light horizontally and vertically. I feel that the square is still condensed with amazing energy. This makes people unable to bear the urge to fly to see the situation, but before this urge becomes a reality, the door of Father God's Temple has been opened, just like last time, this time the unassuming Father God pushed the door in person again out to meet guests.
His style made me always feel that I was actually visiting my neighbor's second brother, and I didn't feel like meeting a god at all.
Father God, a kind-hearted young man who looked as ordinary as the neighbor's second brother, appeared in front of me in a simple short robe that looked like casual clothes at home. He grabbed my hand kindly as soon as he came, and he was very enthusiastic: "Eat Is it gone?"
I also enthusiastically shook the other person's arm: "Here you come over after dinner—is everything all right at home?"
... Then Bingtis and her father both petrified in front of the Father God's Temple, Ding Dong jumped off my head and danced around in mid-air curiously, apparently feeling that the atmosphere was wrong but didn't know what was wrong, but the Father God didn't know anything Knowing that, he said with a gentle smile: "I learned about the customs and customs of the world you live in a while ago, so it shouldn't be a problem?"
My brain stem is about to cramp, I just replied out of habit just now, and now I realize how full of complaints the greeting from Father God is, but the bright smiling face like the second brother next door on the opposite side really makes me unable to take courage, come on Pointing out how inappropriate such a greeting happened between the two leaders—of course the most important thing is that I can't beat him, what if the Father God gets angry and decides to kill me to silence...
"Ding Dong went to find the goddess sister first."
The little thing flew around our heads for a long time, and found that no one was paying attention to me, so he came over and tugged at my ear in frustration, and told someone that he planned to go to the Temple of Life. I grabbed a bag of candy from my pocket and hung it on the Ding Dang body: "Take it and share it with everyone."
Dingdang happily spelled "Yeah!" in the air, and then buzzed away like a heavy transport plane carrying the bag of candy that was almost bigger than her... Really buzzing, this little thing brings The movement of so many "loads" flying up is at least three times larger than usual, and it must be very fuel-intensive. Maybe I should remind her to put the sugar in the portable space first.
Father God watched Ding Dong drift away, with a faint smile on his face, and said for a long time: "Every child has to grow up one day, and that Ding Dong who was flying around all day has become a goddess who is alone. gone."
I really don’t know how the Father God’s “independence” came to be. If I remember correctly, Dingdang is a famous flower in the God Realm. Basically, the four main gods and the Father God himself were all killed by Dingdang in his childhood. Small things have been entrapped. I always think that this is where Ding Dong is particularly powerful. After all, bear children are very common, but bear children who have smashed the glass of the father god are relatively rare. The same fruit knife, you can use it to peel potatoes and Qin Shihuang Can it be the same—Ding Dong belongs to the one who cut Qin Shihuang.
"By the way, what did you call me to come over?"
After Bingtis and her father also left, the father and I were left in front of the temple, so I quickly asked about the business.
I found one thing, when talking with the Father God, the atmosphere always involuntarily and quickly relaxes, even if Sandora has repeatedly emphasized the need to show respect to the Father God before coming, even if Bingtis has been rambling about meeting her for most of the day Father God is such a serious matter, I couldn’t even be serious in front of this neighbor’s second brother, and the tone of my words changed into the tone of chatting with neighbors, and the miracle is that Father God and I both It feels very normal. There are two explanations for this weird phenomenon. The first is more scientific, that is, as void creatures, there is a sense of tacit understanding and affinity between us of the same race, and the second is that Be more confident: the two dads will always have something in common, especially since the two dads are relatively quiet.
"Come with me," Father God said, pointing to the square suspended in the sky of the Glorious God Court, and then pulled me to teleport together, "I will show you a place, and you must be prepared when you get there. The environment may not be very comfortable."
The white light flashed in front of me, and I found myself standing on the high-altitude boulder square, which was exactly the aerial platform I saw in the Brilliant God Court. This square is very large, with a side length of 1,000 meters. I looked around curiously. After a while, it turns out that this square is a platform for placing portals—in the center of the square, there is a huge door of space.
It is said to be a door, but it is actually a cracked space like a spider web. Obviously, this thing is a temporary passage and has not been repaired. Many Protoss handles near this door, and a small number of them pass in and out of this door. Going out, you can see strange lights and shadows on the opposite side of the door, but you can't see the scene on the other side at all.
I still feel confused, but Father God has no intention of explaining for the time being. He nodded slightly to the protoss who guarded the gate nearby, and then walked into the crack of space first. I was slightly stunned and quickly followed.
In front of you is a beautiful crystal world.
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