Born Protoss.

In this life, he was God from the beginning.

It's not a Western god, it's more like the East, and in some places the boundaries are blurred, and you can't judge things from the appearance of your hair and clothes, and there is a kind of fusion beauty, and it's like an exotic bypass.

"There are one hundred and twenty clans in this swaggering mountain, what are you a prisoner of the ooli, you are so arrogant, when will it be your turn to speak, look at you, you are just a prisoner of the salamander, I'm afraid it hasn't grown up yet, right?"

The red and gold costumes are extremely luxurious, and the young man who speaks has a faint blonde hair, which is not long, only to the side of the ear, naturally curled, hooked at the earlobe, showing a bit of tactful and charming, so that the young man has a little more androgynous beauty, but the high-spirited color between his eyebrows will never be mistaken for the gentleness of a woman.

In front of the half-human-tall flowers and trees, a black-clothed young man stood there, not a solid black black This looks a little black and dirty, and this picturesque swaggering mountain is very different from a few frequency bands, and it is not as gorgeous as the golden and red young man in front of him, together with his appearance is slightly faint, slightly dark complexion, small eyes and light eyebrows, at first glance it has nothing to do with beauty at all, like a stone on the ground will not be noticeable, but he is not standing on the position of a stone, it looks extremely abrupt and dazzling.

And he himself obviously didn't realize that he was out of place with his surroundings, hearing such words, he snorted coldly, and his little eyes showed some impatience, and the gray hair that was messed up by the breeze seemed to his irritable state of mind, and said: "What are you, dare to come to me and make noise." ”

The two of them said a word, each did not give in, and soon there was a meaning of meeting each other, and both of them ignored the gray-clothed young man on the ground who had not gotten up for a long time.

They are all gods, born as gods, but they don't have to bear any responsibilities, they are about the same as people in heaven and earth, and the unusual place is that in a certain number of years, they will have their own small world, and their own development also depends on whether their own small world can grow, if they can logically become a middle world, they will have a leap to grow, if not, it will take a longer time to grow up.

However, growing up is not really urgent for them personally.

The juvenile form has been able to accomplish a lot of entertainment, and there is no need to hope for growing up, if there is anything, it is probably unwilling to let people of the same age grow up before themselves.

Cultivating the world itself is a very interesting thing, and they are very keen on it, so it has become a very interesting thing to compete with their own small worlds.

The gray-clothed boy was lying on his side at first, and he knew that he was pushed down by looking at the posture, and then changed to a sitting position, then squatting, and then moved his position sideways, and he didn't go quietly, just next to the flower tree, looking at the two teenagers, you quarreled with me, and the quarrel was fruitless, it was a small world competition.

It's pretty fresh.

The memories of the original owner are confirmed one by one, and the gray-clothed young man watched them take out their respective small worlds, using a very mysterious way that seems to take things out of the air, uh, it's not quite right, it seems to take out things directly from the hidden small space, as if taking out things from storage rings and other places, the difference is to cut through the space first, revealing a passage to take things.

That process passed in a flash, less than a second, but when the gray-clothed boy saw it, he had more associations, is this a portable small world? Or is there a portable space that can prevent the small world.

No, it doesn't seem right either.

Spatial superposition is a very complicated problem, and it is not something that can be done casually, even if it is a natural god race, but after experiencing the weak divine power in his body, he also knows that there is still a difference between gods and gods.

"My little world was given to me by my uncle, do you know who my uncle is?" the golden red boy posed, holding a glittering—uh-crystal ball, which was probably like this, but it was indeed a small world to be able to see the difference in that sphere.

The form of this crystal ball is really indescribable, it seems to be like a child's favorite marble, but it is just bigger.

The black-clothed young man sneered, and he also held a crystal ball in his hand, the pure black color, compared to the pale golden sphere of the golden red boy, it showed a bit of darkness, but there was no evil spirit, in the end, it was a god race, not a demon race, and there was still a taboo in this regard.

"It's better to compare, it's okay if it's not compared, why bother to say that these have and don't, can your uncle be able to compare with the gods?"

Although they are all gods, there is only one person who can be called a god, not only here in Zhaoyao Mountain, but also in several other places, or the whole world, and only one person can be called a god, that is, the god who single-handedly created this world.

How unbelievable that he is still alive.

Not only alive, but also alive and well, always ruling the world and controlling everything in the world.

How do you know he's still alive?

Good judgment, depending on the weather.

Strictly speaking, there should be no changes in the four seasons in the world of the gods, and the wind, frost, rain and snow also represent the mood of the gods.

If the mood is not good, it is wind, frost, rain and snow in turn, and then there is a thunderbolt or something on a sunny day, and it turns into a blizzard in seconds, and a tornado or something.

Some gods have been studying the specific knowledge of this subject, and have even carried out some gossip on this topic, such as how to win the favor of the gods, or simply anger the gods.

In general, this "everyone knows that he is there, but has never seen it" Celestial God is a very special existence, and all the current gods are said to have some blood relationship with each other.

Take the Zhaoyao Mountain where it is located now, for example, one hundred and twenty clans, each clan is said to be the bloodline of the gods, but the number is different, and the one that is manifested outside is the nine sons of the dragon, each of which is different. Among them, the prototype of the prisoner is gray and black, with scales and four feet and four toes, a tail like wings and slight feathers, narrow eyes and arrogance, which is a relatively famous arrogant protoss.

Belongs to the kind of unreasonable and high-pitched voice.

The golden red boy is Panluan, good food, good clothes, good arguments, and fighting, belonging to the second of the arrogant gods, when it comes to arrogance, he does not lose to anyone, and there is a kind of perseverance that has been defeated and fought repeatedly, which can be regarded as the kind that is difficult to do, once provoked, endlessly.

In the swaggering mountains, one of the two gods prefers the sky, and the other prefers the damp water's edge, usually they don't mix together, but now they meet, it can only be said to be a coincidence.

The gray-clothed young man squatted beside the flowers and trees, watching the two people go toe-for-tat and really take out the small world to compete, while thinking in his heart what the original owner was doing, and he had to provoke these two, it was really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

The original owner is also a Protoss, but compared to these two races of clear Protoss, his Protoss is the kind of orphan whose parents are unknown, probably a certain Protoss is greedy for pleasure, and in the end he is irresponsible.

The Protoss does not have too high discipline, except that this racial division sounds very powerful, in fact, the seven emotions and six desires are the same as people, and there are some places where there is less etiquette and morality than people, and it is simply common to mess with that, and their heirs will not be easy to get, so it makes the matter of giving birth more of a rare and expensive thing.

Generally speaking, as long as it is not particularly unbearable, it will be born, and as for how to deal with it after birth, it is different.

Those of the same race or those with high talent must of course be raised, and those with low talent of different races may be abandoned.

The original owner is an orphan who was abandoned, which sounds a little pitiful, but if you think about the fact that those clans are also free-range, you will feel that it is nothing, and besides, the so-called abandonment is just not knowing your parents, and in other aspects, you can't be hungry or cold, that is, those divine powers, you are born with them, and then you want to cultivate the method, if there is a good relationship, it's not that you can't ask one or two, and there is still a way to progress.

But it's still not easy to take out the small world casually like the two teenagers in front of him, even if for most of the gods, the small world can basically be popularized to one person, but for the part that has been abandoned and has no relatives, it is still too difficult to get it.

In order to get a small world, the original owner came up with this kind of partial method, to find two suitable candidates who are easy to be provoked, if they compete in the small world, as in front of him, he is likely to get a broken small world.

Small world competition is a very dangerous thing, this danger is for people in the small world, the two worlds will collide and merge because of the drive of their respective masters, this "fusion" is a kind of forcible grabbing, when it completely coincides, each strives to tear some "things" out of each other's small world, and the most get is naturally the winner, but occasionally the winner will be more miserable, will lose the purity of their own small world, and the follow-up training program may not be ideal.

The loser is even more miserable, the most valuable things in the small world are plundered, and for the people in the small world, it is about the same as an end times, or without upgrades, there are no valuable resources, and the surviving life can only face death in the end, even if it survives, it may change because of that "fusion" and become less likeable.

Most people, ahem, the rich and wealthy people will not want this kind of broken little world anymore, and may just throw it away, because it takes too much time and resources to cultivate, just like most people who have pets are willing to raise new good ones, not disabled ones.

The original owner was the idea, ready to pick up a broken little world and come back, it's better than nothing.

First, if you want to go or not to cultivate, or then exchange a broken small world with others for things on the side, maybe you can also use it, and the bottles that some people throw away are the source of some people's survival, so thinking about it, it seems that there are still two points of sadness.

The author has something to say: haha, whether you are deceived or deceived, it is a very good experience on April Fool's Day.

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