"Still a little confused"

Ziyin looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel amazed.

"What's wrong?" Zizi looked at Ziyin beside her, she usually had Christmas, but at least Ziyin wouldn't say anything, although the shopping street is indeed a little lively now, but there won't be anything you don't understand.

"I don't understand why that old fellow of Jehovah has so many festivals, even in my own territory, which I consider as customary." Ziyin glanced at his mouth, although Yahweh was very famous among the gods.

It's just that Ziyin has seen this God no matter what he says, and he is a bad old man at all, and what he created the world has nothing to do with him at all. If there's one of the biggest things he's done.

There is no doubt that he has created seven extremely powerful opponents on his side.

None of the Seven Demon Lords are much more powerful than the Yahweh's guy, and originally they were all God's angels in the heavenly realm, but who knows what kind of nerves the old guy of the Lord had to ask the seven archangels to visit the human race.

In the end, there were seven powerful demon kings, and even if they did something wrong, they still had to say that they were right in that circle. It was so angry that most Star Emperors were itching, and the most important thing was that the fourteen Star Emperors had made the greatest contribution to the human race.

And in the human world, it's all Christmas, Halloween, and whatever. And there is not a single festival about the Star Emperor, and Yahweh has plagued countless worlds, so that so many worlds have his legend appearing.

"Hehehe, maybe it's because God and his old man have done a lot of good things, someone knows." Zizi looked at Ziyin's expression of envy and jealousy, it was a god, and even the god emperor didn't have a festival of his own, but this product was indeed a bit unpleasant.

Ziyin pursed her lips. "That old guy did all the good things that only caused us trouble all day long."

"Cause trouble"

"If it weren't for that old guy going crazy all the time, I would be so miserable? If he hadn't gone crazy, he wouldn't have released the Seven Sins Demon Lord and the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God, and the hell was caused by that guy. ”

Jehovah said that it is okay to say that the root of all evil, and that the demon king of hell is Satan, but Satan is seven. That is, the seven archangels who were driven down, and the seventy-two pillar demon gods originally followed Lucifer into hell.

"He always shamelessly came to our world to preach what God created the world, even if the world was blocked, this guy is like a moth into our world to preach some religion."

Ziyin kept gritting his teeth, but there was a trace of anger on his face, "If it weren't for that guy's strength being passable, he would have been cut down earlier, and a high-ranking god would be annoyed to this extent." ”

"Hehehehe" Zizi smiled reluctantly, just scolding God's people at Christmas. It is estimated that only consonants can do it. "Snow is falling"

The snow had mostly stopped in the morning, but now it's also night, and the snow is falling from the sky again. Zizi stretched out her little hand, and a trace of snowflakes fluttered on Zizi's hand.

"Snow?" Ziyin took off the golden eyes on her face and looked at the snowflakes that were gradually scattered in the sky, "By the way, Zizi?" ”

"Huh?" Zizi turned her head to look at Ziyin beside her.

"Do you know why snow is white?" Ziyin stretched out his palm, and the snow scattered on Ziyin's palm. Gradually, the snow began to melt and turn into drops of liquid. "Maybe it's because it's forgotten its color."

Ziyin's eyes were a little distracted. Isn't he just like snow, Ziyin originally lived a normal human life because of fake death, a normal life, there is no hell, no heaven and no royal domain.

I'm an ordinary person, and I don't even think about whether I can kill someone, and then because of the forced memory shackles, it is impossible for me to do anything out of the ordinary. And after waking up again. Anything reverts back to its original identity.

What a powerful identity this is for the Broken Army Star Emperor, and what a noble honor this is for the strongest martial god. It's just that this is also a kind of responsibility, a responsibility that I can't shirk, and I am inherently different from others.

You are strong, and you are a kind of madness in itself: you are weak. It's a mistake in itself.

He is indeed very strong, and he can even be said to be an invincible existence. It's just that those weak beings now need to protect themselves, what is the king?

If it is said that the emperor who oppresses the people and lives every day in the wine pond and meat forest and looks at his subjects as livestock, he is a tyrant; If you say that the emperor who lives his life every day and doesn't care about his country at all is a faint king.

So what are you?

The emperor who guards his subjects, but his own subjects do not know that he exists, but instead embraces the one who makes trouble everywhere and proclaims what he has not done in other people's countries.

Those who gain popularity by deception gain the love of their subjects.

So what are you? Ziyin is undoubtedly disgusted with God, and a guy declars himself everywhere by deceiving him. It's just that this guy hasn't done anything to benefit humanity at all.

He had almost brought the human world to extinction, bringing disaster to Heaven and the Imperial Realm. If it weren't for the terrible price paid by the Fourteen-Star Emperor of the Imperial Domain, then the human world would have collapsed long ago because of this guy.

And this guy shamelessly brainwashes human beings and declares what he has done, but as long as the people in this circle basically know.

'A mere hypocrite'

"Wow~Wow~" A cry came from nearby.

"Crying?" Ziyin came back to her senses and glanced at the surrounding environment, but now Ziyin was on the street, a noisy environment nearby, but this cry was so clear in Ziyin's mind.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyin?" Looking at Ziyin who kept scanning the surroundings, Zizi looked at him suspiciously.

"Zizi, did you hear the cry?" Ziyin held Ziyin's small hand, and drops of sweat fell from Ziyin's head, and Ziyin could hear it very clearly, and there was indeed a cry.

It's just that no one in the nearby streets is aware of it, and they still walk on the streets.

"Crying?" Zizi looked at her husband suspiciously, it was impossible to hear the cry clearly in such a noisy street.

"That's right, it's a cry, or should I say, a baby's cry." (To be continued.) )