Chapter 1297: Evil King's True Eyes

Xiao Xue finally confirmed one of our guesses, that is, how long in the future will I know that Sandora and I did have a child, and basically did not exceed my expectations: the child's birth process is quite rich in spiritual characteristics .
Sandola thought it was fun to have a baby, so she made one out of a piece of soul ...
And this bear child named "Xiao Shan" has been the biggest nightmare in the hearts of several other little girls in the family for a long time, and inherited Sandra's soul fragment. Xiao Shan's meal is predictable. According to Xiao Xue, since her big-stomach sister was born, the royal family has basically spent the milk powder lingering every day.

When the young girl first learned to walk, she was used to drinking milk. When she was running around, she often had to hang three or four bottles on her body. It was fun to watch,
Xiaoxue remembered the future scene with great memory Awkward words?), There was still a sadness on his face at the end, "If she could give me one, it would be better ..."
In all fairness, Xiao Xue as a princess is absolutely not hungry. If she wants, she can soak in the ocean of milk every day, but she can talk about psychological effects. As long as she has seen the battle of Sandorah eating, everyone will Unconsciously wondering if you would eat that thing to starve yourself: This biased contrast effect works just as well for a one and a half year old. Anyway, what am I doing to study this ...
Sandola was in a state of paleness after eating. A person sitting in front of a window looking up at the stars and thoughts. If it was left as usual, Bingtis would definitely jump over to find it, but I do n’t know. For some reason, Bingtis was also very honest this time. Keeping a distance of more than ten meters from Sandora, sitting silently in front of the small coffee table. I couldn't help but ran and patted the female hooligan on the shoulder: "Why don't you dial Sandor this time? Isn't it your style?"
When Bingtis turned his head, the look of the old society surprised me: "It feels so high-end to be able to marry a child, and Sandora seems to be another dimension creature, her body is completely incomprehensible. ... "
Me: "..." Alright. It seems that the sequelae caused by Sandora's "death without a man" have not yet disappeared.
With the light from the corner of my eyes, I swept the bear children who made a row on the stairs not far away. An Weina was mopping the floor. This small group of people can be fixed in a place for a while, and then I Walking towards Sandora, patting her hair: "What do you want?"
"Child ..." Sandora didn't look up, but the faint voice seemed to pass all her thoughts. "I don't know what's going on, I feel ... a little looking forward, I've never felt before."
I stumbled, Sandora now lingered in an atmosphere I had never seen before, a gentle and gentle atmosphere. And with joy. She was touched by what Xiao Xue accidentally revealed. Dare to look at the starry sky for half a day here, just to imagine having children. I thought about it, remembering that Sandora seemed to have brought up this topic with herself before. It was when Xiaoxue just appeared that Sandora had the idea, and now, the idea has become something clear. The facts that can be expected.
"Although I feel that I have changed enough. Sometimes we even have weird ideas that I don't know my current self, but it seems that there are still more things to look forward to than in the future," Sandora looked dark outside. The night sky seemed to penetrate the darkness and reached the deepest part of the universe. "Ajun, do you know, and the five years after you met, I think it is even heavier than the billions of years of my life before, the core of logic The pure reason tells me. This is an illusion, but the emotional part of it has reached the opposite conclusion, which is really interesting ... "
I thought about it: "Does this mean that I will live like the year after that?"
Sandora froze for a moment, she turned her head stiffly, and those big blue eyes swept over my face like a wiper several times: "I know why Lin Xue is looking for you desperately. Every time you speak, you are angry people."
I think I just want to activate the atmosphere ... well, although I have never succeeded in this area.
Sandora exhaled and looked at the night sky: "Five years, if it was my former self, this short period of time should be a flick of me. Conquer the battlefield, open the soil, and move forward like a machine. Hundreds of years have sometimes passed unconsciously. I really have n’t been like this now. Try to look at the surrounding scenery as I move forward. How many things have I missed before, so that I now remember When I got up, I was only left with an impressive point of Bingtis: still a stain. Many things have happened in the past five years, and everything seems to have never been experienced before in billions of years, A Jun, with You are good together, thank you. "
Sandora suddenly raised her head and looked at it with a bright smile. The blue eyes were filled with gentle light. I froze for a few seconds, then smiled: "Same as above." "..."
Sandora thought about it and finally decided not to hit me.
Otherwise, there is a difference between people and people, you look at the sigh of life is not the same. As soon as Xiao Xue leaked the secret, Sandora directly sighed to the height of the worldview, but my only thought was how far the family would go in the future. According to Xiao Xue, it seems that the child Sandor created was not a child. Fuel-saving lamps, what's worse, the child was also brought up by a bunch of pits at home ...
"Speaking of it, according to Xiaoxue, our child ..." When I heard this word, it was obvious that Sandola's face changed slightly, it seemed that she was kind of embarrassed, and then I continued with a smile, "It seems to be growing up slowly like children of ordinary races, but there is still a process of learning to walk. There is no such growth period for the Apostles of the Spirit. You see, even the slowest growing models like Little Bubble, He can run, jump, and rub quantum missiles in his lifetime. "
"Changing," Sandora smiled. "The Apostle of the Spirit has never been a race that refuses to change, and for now it seems that we really need this change. I am now vaguely aware of it, The life forms created for war may make us strong. But they may not make us great. A civilization that can truly reach the apex should have more things that are different, something beyond strength. A new one The evolution of is about to come ... No, it has already arrived. The Apostles of the Spirit will maintain their existing talent for war, but may also appear in new branches of cutting-edge individuals, a branch that can make their altars no longer alone. Jun, you know, the civilization at the peak is like standing on a sharp spire, because there is no higher or comparable to yourself within the reach. This spire has become extremely dangerous, we Just like acrobatics, put a stone under your feet and let the tower that is already helpless rise higher and higher in the crumbling, because you are detached from the mortal world and stubbornly With its own
peak
glory. If you do n’t want to let your civilization appear in the slightest
blem
, the spire will become sharper and sharper until you ca n’t bear it. At this time, a slight mistake will fall from the peak to Abyss. We have fallen once 70,000 years ago, and this time we cannot repeat the mistake. We need to add a footnote for the stable trajectory next to the "absolute efficiency" of the spirit apostle. It will not let the empire advance. The pace has slowed down, but it can allow us to regain something that we accidentally gave up. These things were once abandoned by the ancestors as mortal regrets, but I think that the mortal side may give the Spirit apostle some power Other than ... "
I listened in silence. After thinking about a question, Sandora would be like she is now, excited and gushing to share all her findings with me. No matter how much you can understand, just listen with a smile. Already. And what she said this time is really nothing incomprehensible-sooner or later, the lonely will become a tyrant, and the failure to understand the life forms of mortals will cause the Spirit apostles to eventually lose their interest in protecting the mortal world. After banning the characteristics of conventional races. The Apostles of the Spirit may also stagnate completely on the evolutionary path: because "evolution" is a privilege given to mortals, perfect races do not need to evolve.
The Apostles of the Spirit will never accept the "perfection" brought about by this stagnation.
"From the altar to the mortal, from the mortal to the altar, eventually a balance of true gods was reached ..." Just as Sandora and I were both thinking about a philosophical issue, Bentice's voice suddenly never far away Passed it. I looked around in amazement and found that the female hooligan who was always smiling at the hippie face was solemn at this moment. She was sitting with me with a rare, holy smile that I might be able to describe as "divine". Opposite Sandora, "The Father God taught the people of the gods that half of the true God lives in the altar and half lives in the world. He mentioned the same thing as you are discussing, that is, the true God is never perfect, and It is reasonable to leave the temple. I did not expect that you would think of this step too, and it should be said ... is it worthy of the characters corresponding to the Father God and the Four Lord Gods? "
I: "... So why did our topic suddenly spread to this place?"
Fentice scratched his hair: "Yes, what did you discuss at first?"
"... Xiaoshan's food."
Bingtis was stunned for a moment. I'm afraid she could not imagine her super imagination. The topic was like this at first: "Look! That's it?"
Sandora and I nodded at the same time: "That's it-then it's spread to the height of the gods!"
Bingtis remained blank for a few seconds and walked away: "Fuck, you are free ..."
Lin Xue stayed here for two more days-well, I admit that it was also two days without shame, but the main reason she lived here was to avoid her parents. Anyway, the young lady has now evolved from a young girl to a young woman-she is afraid that her parents will see it at this point, and then the second old man will carry a kitchen knife to stab, so she must adjust the adjustment status first: she is very confident about this.
Actually speaking, I have already thought about it now. When the time comes, I always want to see my parents. We can't hide the old people from both sides for a lifetime. If you follow the habits of the earth people, Lin Xue and Qian Qian ’s family are regarded as relatives of the emperor. Of course, the military system of the Apostles of the Spirit does not pay attention to this statement: people who have no military merits and do n’t participate in the war, even the emperor ’s father There is no authority, but it is no problem to count them as a group of Happy Kings-and now the situation is that the Happy King of Miss's house is still busy filling the money of the oil giants in the world every day, and the Happy King of the shallow family is at Busy digging the ancestral graves of the whole earth: this is not a thing in the long run.
I think this may be a trouble, but it will never be troublesome. After the two old governors learn about the Spirit Empire and the multiverse, they should have no more energy to kill the king ...
It's just that it's really not the time to confess it, and say to Gao Li. The empire still has internal and external troubles. The situation is turbulent and the war is endless. I may go out to go home for months at any time. At this critical moment, if the old countries on both sides came to kill with a kitchen knife. How can I explain to them the fact that this huge house is empty and only one ghost leads a group of weird little girls ...
Anyway, after living here for two days, the young lady finally went home happily. I was successful in coaxing her very happy. Xiao Xue applied for a visit with her mother to see Grandpa and Grandma, but considering that the bear child's ability to harm the lives of all things, Lin Xue and I rejected this whimsical idea on the spot.
The first afternoon after the young lady left seemed extraordinarily quiet. Probably due to the absence of my mother. As a result, Xiaoxue, the king of the bear child, also seemed a little intrigued, so I could finally spend a rare leisurely afternoon after finishing my work.
When I came out of the house, I was going to go to the yard to talk to the cute fox to help her take the child, but there was a strange scene in front of me that stopped me in front of the porch.
In the shadow of the porch, a graceful figure was sitting on the top step, leaning on the porch, behind her. A silver hair like a waterfall splashed freely: it turned out to be Bettis.
She was sitting so quietly, was she thinking about the end of the world?
This female hooligan who is always noisy but now weird and quiet does not seem to notice someone approaching behind me. I got closer and found out that Bingtis was still holding a huge black hard shell book in her hand. She was completely immersed. Which looks like.
No wonder, Bingtis has a hobby different from her sturdy personality: reading. She always holds various tomes that seem to kill people, but these books are not purely used as meteor hammers: she really likes reading books. Ocdis occasionally enters the literary girl form as it does now. Although this is rare, I must say that Bingtis at this time was the most goddess-like: quiet, dignified, elegant.
"What are you looking at?" Although it feels a little bad to break this quiet atmosphere, when I think of the other party as Bingtis, I no longer have any psychological pressure and I speak decisively. In fact, I can speak again later, because the scenery seen from this condescending angle is not bad ... but Bingtis, a carefree guy, usually has been making trouble with himself for a long time, and it is almost difficult for me to see it now The girl's eyes have looked at her ...
Fudges finally woke up. The first reaction was to combine the books, and then looked up at me in surprise: "Fuck, startle! It's nothing, I read novels."
I was taken aback by Bingtis' shocking reaction, and instead became interested in the book in her hand: "Let me see you."
"No!" Bettis responded extremely well. Jumped back more than two meters in an instant: and jumped up while sitting, feeling like a frightened rabbit, "Absolutely not!"
...... If she hadn't responded to this, maybe I would have really forgotten it. As a result, the other party ’s movement is so big, do you think I can let it go? On the spot, it softened and foamed. In fact, I don't know why I was suddenly so interested in the book in Bingtis's hand. This is probably the second most basic problem of humans: the advanced exploration of the spirit of welding detonator saw bulbs.
After half a day of soft and hard soaking, Bingtis's large book that can be used as a kinetic energy warhead is finally in his own hands. The female hooligan has shown the tragic appearance of being defeated like never before, watching my expression and Like Tugu: "You need to take good care of this book ..."
I'm baffled: "Isn't this a photo album of your private room? If that's the case, I won't read it ..."
"Photo of your uncle," Bingtis recounted her style. "How many times have you been cheaper by your body, then you pretend to be a saint. This is the autobiographical novel of this world, don't you Just ask so many, look at it yourself! "
Then Bingtis disappeared in front of my body in a flash: Maybe it was going to collect renters across the earth.
"What the is this?" I shook my head, looked at the large torso in my hand, and shook my arms into the shade of the tree. After I opened it, I was shocked. "Fuck, is it the Bible?"
"Summer is coming to an end."
While I was reading in the shade of the yard, a soft voice suddenly came from beside me. The elder sister held a cup of herbal tea in her hand and sat down side by side. It's less than 4:30 in the afternoon, the sister's most leisure time of the day: all the housework has been done, and it is still early to cook, whenever this time. She is used to sitting in the yard or studying cross-stitch in a corner of the house. This is the rhythm of life she likes. Rather than sitting on the throne and being long lived by the mountain, she prefers to have a group of little girls around her when she is embroidering a cross-stitch, and curiously, or like now. Holding herbal tea with me to watch the fine sun shining between the clouds and leaves in the sky.
"Ah, time flies fast," I stooped, habitually leaned aside, and lay on my sister's thigh.
"Still the same as when I was a kid," the sister said casually with a smile. The sight fell on the book in my hand, which caused her curiosity: because I have been dealing with data terminals for a long time, frequent reports from Shadow City and information from all over the country let me I haven't touched such a book for nearly a year. "What are you looking at?"
I raised Yang ’s hard-shell book, which had at least a level two disability on the head. It was n’t necessarily safe at the airport. It had golden metal decoration on its eight corners. Made of unknown veterinary leather. There are gorgeous bronzing characters on the cover, and Bingtis's books are basically this kind of drawing style: "From Bingtis, the autobiographical novel written by the Protoss ..."
"Fiction?" My sister suddenly looked surprised. "Oh, yes, I often see Bingtis holding a book and seeing it for a whole day. She usually likes to read books ... I see. Yes, I can Understand? "
"Of course, the Protoss books are all information transfer readers."
My sister took this curiously so-called autobiographical novel from the world, and the huge book was like a half shield in her hands. She flipped through two pages quickly, wondering, "Isn't this the Bible?"
My expression was sorrowful: "... what else do you expect to write in the autobiography of the Protoss? Since the fourth grade, Genesis has appeared in their diaries ..."
My elder sister just chuckled and combined the autobiographical novels that could be read directly as a bible on my head, and then gently struck my head twice: "It's good to be able to relax like this. But in the future Don't look at these weird things. This book was written by Bingtis, and I saw that she accidentally claimed to be an old lady on the title page ... "
I suddenly snapped: "... I'm going! No wonder she laughed so awkwardly when I asked her for this thing!"
I didn't expect that the large book that I grabbed from Bingtis over there was actually written by the female hooligan, so that the crying expression on the other side's face could be explained. I recalled what was written in the book, and I couldn't help but twitch the mouth: she was definitely handing it out with a sense of death ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and see what she wrote:
Opening this book preciously, there came a paragraph: "I walk in the world, make laws and rules for the operation of the stars, let all things walk, I regard all things, and everything runs in an orderly manner. Good, making this day the first day of enlightenment. So the religious rules were set, so that the man and woman in white linen came out of the house on this day, wearing a crown of vanilla weaving, and entertaining with wine The beggar in front of them and the poor behind them. I stood in the clouds and saw that my world started to work, I thought it was good, and left my name, my name was:
The supreme protection and formulator, true? Saint King Hunting Goddess? Wings of the black emperor? True eyes of the evil king & (& (! "
The last name was covered by some divine art, and the whole book was covered. Why do I never see the name of the who wrote the autobiography in the book, it was Bingtis himself for a long time! At that time, when she robbed this book with her, the other party probably had time to erase her name ... Of course, now it seems that all the efforts of the female hooligan have finally come to fruition, and everything in her twenties has been Clearly revealed--
I carefully put this book, which I had snatched from Fedice, into the carry-on space carefully, and determined that this thing would be a special causal bomb for Fedice! (To be continued ...)