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The world in front of him became blurry, and An Ning closed his eyes tiredly, and just when he felt that he was about to die, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He seemed to hear a few chirps, as if they were birds.

An Ning reopened his eyes, his eyes glazed over, this was the first time he had seen the blue sky.

"It's so pretty." An Ning's eyes were misty, and he couldn't help but swallow when he saw a few small birds flying in the air.

"Is this the afterlife? Is it the place where Sanssouci dwells? An Ning sat up excitedly, reached out and touched his neck, the skin was a little rough, but there was no wound.

He couldn't help laughing, he had known that he would come to such a place after death, he would have committed suicide a long time ago.

An Ning looked around and found that this seemed to be the foot of a mountain, but why is the ground here white? And the tree is also white, with white branches and white leaves, which looks weird. And it doesn't feel like wood to the touch, it's more like bone?

The doubts in his heart turned his head and he left it behind, he was dead, what did he want to do so much, what he cared more about was whether his sister was also here.

An Ning walked towards the mountain, and at this moment, he saw a white altar on the mountainside, on which stood a statue more than ten meters high.

The statue bows forward with its left leg, kicks back with its right leg, crosses its waist with its left hand, raises its right hand, stretches its palm forward, and points its five fingers to the top of the mountain, while the statue's head rises slightly, its two eyes look at the sun in the sky, its mouth is wide open, in a perfect O-shape, and behind it, a white cloak swings in the wind, frozen in mid-air.

What the hell is this?

The corners of Anning's eyes twitched, could this be the statue of Sanssouci? Thinking of this, his little heart couldn't help but throb a little, he and his sister had believed in the gods for so many years, such a thing?

No, no, that's not true.

Forcibly comforting himself, An Ning walked quickly to the statue, only to see that in addition to the statue, there was also a stone tablet on the altar.

"Free Male God - Nicholas White."

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, it was not good that it was a god of care, An Ning took a deep look at this strange male god statue, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain, he felt that this god statue was a guide.

The top of the hill was empty, there was only a circular pool, and An Ning's eyes lit up, he had never seen so much water, let alone how clear it looked.

The exertion of climbing the mountain prompted him to pick up the water and take a sip.

Sweet, mellow, with a little coolness, An Ning licked his lips, his eyes were a little moist, he had never drunk such pure water, it was really delicious.

"If I'm alive, can I drink water like this?" An Ning sighed in his heart.

At this moment, the waterhole emitted a dazzling light, An Ning was shocked, and couldn't help but close his eyes, his right hand habitually wanted to touch the dagger on his waist, but found that there was nothing on his waist.

By the way, I'm dead! So what am I afraid of!

An Ning smiled bitterly and opened her eyes, her pupils contracted instantly.

In front of him, a man in white floated above the waterhole, looking at him kindly, and behind him, a white cloak emitted a little starlight, floating in the wind.

"Since, free male god?" An Ning looked at the man in white in surprise, this is a god?

"I prefer mortals to call me Nicholas White," the man in white's divine face shone brightly, his voice was magnetic, he looked at An Ning and asked, "Child, what is it that makes you drink water so sadly?" ”

"Me, sad?" An Ning's expression was puzzled, was he sad? It must be sad, right? After all, he died, and when he thought of this, An Ning had a little sadness on his face.

Yes, he was sad.

"Is it because you've lost something?" Nicholas looked at An Ning with concern in white, and two boxes appeared in his hands, "I just found two boxes at the bottom of the pool, a gold box and a silver box, did you lose them?" ”

An Ning rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully at the two boxes in the male god's hand, which seemed to be a little familiar, although the colors were different, but he could clearly see that these two boxes were very similar to the black box he lost, without a trace of gaps.

"What's in this box?" An Ning asked curiously.

"The silver box contains a world, and when you open this box, you will have supreme power, and you will become the god of this world." Nicholas said with a smile in white.

"What about the golden box?" An Ning's heart trembled, swallowed his saliva, and continued to ask.

The smile on Nicholas's white face was even brighter, he held up the golden box, and said: "This contains a Creator, and when you open this box, this Creator will recognize you as Lord and create countless worlds for you." ”

An Ning's saliva flowed, and he looked at the male god suspiciously, is it really fake?

Perhaps seeing An Ning's distrust, the light of Nicholas' white-clothed palm turned, and a brilliant world appeared on the silver box, where countless creatures could be seen, and at the same time, a sleeping god appeared on the gold box, and countless worlds surrounded this god.

An Ning stared blankly at the phantoms on the two boxes, intoxicated.

"Kid, which is the box you lost? Or both? Nicholas asked again.

An Ning came back to his senses, his eyes showed hesitation, he lost the black box, but the male god said that he only found the gold box and the silver box, not the black box.

So did he lose these two boxes?

The answer, of course, is yes.

An Ning looked at the male god sincerely, and said excitedly: "Nicholas God in White, these two boxes are indeed lost by me, can you return them to me?" ”

The smile on Nicholas Baiyi's face disappeared, he looked at An Ning angrily, two fires appeared in his eyes, his mouth opened, turning into an O-shape, and characters squirted out of his mouth: "Fuck, Bichi, despicable and shameless liar, how can you deceive the great Nicholas Baiyi, what you obviously lost is a black box, you can't deceive me, hateful little boy." ”

"Take your broken box and get out of this world, you're not welcome here!" The space fluctuated, and Nicholas took the same pose as the statue in white, glanced at An Ning in disgust, and disappeared into a white light.

At the same time, a black light penetrated into An Ning's eyebrows.

When An Ning woke up again, a woman's voice rang in her ears.

"Xiao Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss your sister?"

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