Nine days away, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the fairy atmosphere is ethereal, and the imposing buildings can be faintly seen in the void, which is very ancient Greek mythological style.

This is the residence of the descendants of the gods located above the Six Realms, and you can meet the great gods with a smile and a peaceful smile, wearing robes, and a noble temperament everywhere.

If they don't carry vegetables in their hands, or don't stand on the street and talk to other people's parents, or don't carry schoolbags, then they can be worshiped as gods and statues directly in the temple of the human world, and they are particularly lifelike, full of emotions and six desires.

At this time, it was dusk, and the solemn bell of the Imperial Capital Seminary resounded throughout the Imperial Capital of the Divine Realm.

As soon as class started, Yan Zigao rushed out with his schoolbag on his back, and when he arrived at the alley, he took out a ribbon from his schoolbag and pointed it at the ribbon: "Meow, you can come out." ”

Then the ribbon turned into a white kitten around the aperture, lying in Yan Zigao's hand, stretching his waist lazily.

Seeing the kitten's white little belly, Yan Zigao reached out and poked it a few times, but the kitten's front paws held his fingers and didn't pull it out.

"Hey, Azusa." A boy's crisp voice came from behind.

Yan Zigao turned his head to see that there were three or four children who looked to be only seven or eight years old, with curly hair, different hair colors, and faces.

It's the classmates in his class who play well.

Yan Zigao said dissatisfiedly: "You guys are so slow, did you bring it?" ”

The brown-haired single-eyelid boy who walked ahead took out a headset from his schoolbag and said, "Here." ”

After approaching one after another, the three children all pulled out something from their schoolbags, and Yan Zigao saw that there was bubble gum......

"Nacheng, today Christmas, let's go to the garden that I haven't dared to go to." With a small impulse of excitement in his eyes, Yan Zi happily encouraged a few friends who were hesitant.

The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and finally the all-ticket guò - go to the garden of the Lord God to walk the pet~

"Uh, that's high." In front of them was a wall that was almost high into the sky, and four adventurous little kids stood underneath and began to make trouble.

Yan Zigao waved his hand, and seemed to command with confidence: "Let's look separately and see if there are any holes." ”

Hole?

What else could it be besides a dog hole, and a quarter of an hour later someone trotted to inform everyone that they had really found one...... Dog hole.

So this group of children, under the leadership of Yan Zigao, the nth little nephew of the Lord God, got into the secret garden of the Lord God from the broken dog hole.

As soon as all the children climbed in with excitement and excitement, they were amazed by the endless sea of flowers in front of them, and their mouths grew up and sniffed the pleasant fragrance in the sky greedily.

The small objects they each carried jumped down from the children's hands, and before jumping to the ground, they turned into various spiritual pets, including small pink pigs, mammoths, two-ha dogs, and the little white cats of Yan Zigao's family, and a few little masters began to play in the sea of flowers.

Running, rolling, chasing and fighting, when Yan Zigao was tired of playing and lying on the ground, he turned his head and was startled-the lilac lavender was overwhelmed!

Yan Zigao's brain instantly stirred: "Hurry up, it's miserable to be discovered." ”

A few friends seemed to have fun, and when they looked back, they turned out to be such a dilapidated scene, and they hurriedly ran to the dog hole one by one.

Lining up from the small holes one by one, Yan Zigao was at the end, so anxious that he was about to cry, because he felt a sudden pressure in the air.

Fine sweat appeared on his forehead, but the little fat man in front of him was still blocked at the entrance of the hole and couldn't get out!

"Eh, hurry up!" Yan Zigao jumped and urged, and the little fat man finally held his breath out.

As soon as Yan Zigao bent down, before he reached the entrance of the cave, his collar was lifted, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a handsome and unparalleled face breaking into his eyes.

It was a month ago, when he was about to enter school at the age of 100, that his mother took him to meet his uncle who was the main god!!

Uncle of the Lord God rarely showed up, so his little nephew only saw him for the only time when he was still a hundred years old.

After dealing with the matter today, Gongjing Xun wandered around the garden to check the man-eating flowers planted a few days ago, but he didn't expect to find a few 'little mice' that destroyed the flowers and plants.

Or a little mouse that can drill a dog hole.

He looked down at the puppy hole, and shook the little round child in his hand.

The child raised his moist eyes and looked at him pitifully, his pink face was cute with a flush, his small nose was touched, and his full pink lips were pouted aggrievedly at this time.

"Uncle ...... Lord God" also whispered a pleading voice in a soft voice.

Gong Jingqing, who was originally annoyed, really didn't want to start with a child for a while, and asked with narrow eyebrows slightly raised: "You spoiled the flowers?" ”

Although he is not the only one, but he does have his share, the honest Yan Zigao is almost crying: "Yes." ”

Will he be locked up in the Colosseum, where he is said to fight with murderous animals for the nobles to see?

It's bloody, he's so cute, he's sure to be dismantled and eaten by a lion, then he won't have to go to school, he won't be able to play, he'll be turned into carrion in the belly of a bird/beast......

Such a conjecture frightened Yan Zigao hugged the arm of the main god uncle, and cried and confessed: "Uncle, I was wrong!" No...... Don't throw me to the lion to eat...... Eat! ”

Hot and round tears slipped down one by one, falling on Gongjingxun's sleeve and revealing his arm, cold and piercing.

"Okay, it's okay not to let the lion eat it." Gong Jingxun simply held the child's buttocks with his empty left hand, and put one hand behind his back, so that Yan Zigao was at eye level with him.

Hearing that he would not be eaten by a lion, Yan Zigao suddenly passed the rain and cleared, wiped away the tears that had lost the beads, and looked at the main god of Fengshen Yuxiu and solemn with watery eyes, and asked in a choked voice, "Really?" ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, he grinned and approached the cheek of Uncle Lord God, and made a moist kiss: "Thank you, Uncle Lord God!" ”

"But you have to plant all the flowers that you have destroyed."

Gongjing Xun accepted Xiaomeishen's closeness with peace of mind, and threw out the punishment of letting Yan Zigao be a flower girl in the next second.

……

As a result, the friends of Class C of the first year of the seminary recently discovered that the new generation of beauty god Yan Zi disappeared as soon as high school ended.

After secretly following the curious child a few times, he stood outside the solemn and grand palace of the main god, and quickly and frightened turned around and ran.

I wiped out that Yan Zigao came to find his uncle, and they were making a lot of fun.

However, the nephew of the main god is as many as ten seminaries, so why does Dumeishen, a very chicken-ribbed little nephew, get his favor?

It's so hidden!

This is almost becoming a topic in the private world of the gods, and he has more and more respect for Yan Zigao.

At this moment, Yan Zigao was rolling up his sleeves, revealing his fleshy little arms, holding a flower shovel with three short figures, and holding a flower shower in the other hand to volunteer in the garden. The little white cat squatted to the side and bit its tail to play.

Gongjingxun stood comfortably in the corridor not far away, watching with satisfaction the little children sweating profusely and chattering about planting flowers.

I don't think there's anything wrong with using child labour.

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Merry Christmas, with easter eggs to be continued.

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