Chapter 2232 A Story of a God

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't make trouble."

Luo Chuan pressed Yao Ziyan's head and apologized with a smile.

It's just a simple confession, it's just a casual thing for him.

Yao Ziyan let out a light hum, but it sounded mostly coquettish.

Now this girl is basically sticking to Luo Chuan's body. During the previous slapstick, she touched everything that should not be touched.

Yao Ziyan doesn't care much about this, as long as Luo Chuan doesn't mention it deliberately, it doesn't matter.

After all, the two of them have slept together so many times. Although it is just a simple sleep, there will inevitably be some touches and the like while sleeping.

Moreover, according to the relationship between them now, it seems that they don't need to care so much.

Yao Ziyan shook her head and got rid of Luo Chuan's palm.

I kept a little distance from him, and arranged my clothes and slightly messy long hair. Fortunately, it was time to rest, so I didn't need to take care of it.

The girl's face was glowing with cherry blossoms, and the sloping collar showed a delicate and beautiful collarbone, and her white porcelain-like skin glowed softly under the light.

"Force I forgive you."

She smiled.

Luo Chuan looked at the clock and found that the pointer had pointed to an unexpected position.

If it was usual, he should have been asleep.

But now...

Luo Chuan rubbed his eyes hard, but he still didn't feel sleepy.

"It's already so late."

"Well, it's very late."

Yao Ziyan nodded, then yawned.

"Time flies so fast." Luo Chuan sighed, "It's always like this when I'm with you, and I can't notice the passage of time at all."

"Yes yes yes." Yao Ziyan responded perfunctorily, she felt that she was temporarily immune to it, "So Luo Chuan, aren't you going to sleep tonight?"

"The main reason is that I'm not sleepy." Luo Chuan scratched his hair, "I can't sleep even if I lie in bed."

He entered the dream world because of the lullaby sung by Yao Ziyan. Although it was only an hour, it seemed like he had slept for a long time.

"That's it."

Yao Ziyan hugged her legs and whispered, the whole figure was like a little fox that couldn't find Jia in the snow, shrinking into a small ball.

Of course, Luo Chuan, who is familiar with Yao Ziyan, understands that this girl just likes to hug her legs.

"But then again, what did your lullaby sing before?" Luo Chuan suddenly remembered another very important thing, and curiously poked Yao Ziyan's arm.

"Hey, I sang a whole song, Luo Chuan, didn't you hear it?"

"How did I hear that?" Luo Chuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, "I fell asleep when you sang the first word. Now you are the god of fate, and you have a little understanding of the power of your own lullaby!"

The power of gods is very powerful, and they belong to a completely different level from mortals.

It may be a bit general to say this, but I can simply give an example. Another object of comparison is to choose a demon emperor who has not appeared in the Origin Mall for a long time.

As a super-level powerhouse at the peak of Venerable, there is no doubt about the strength of the Demon Emperor.

In the face of opponents, he can easily kill with his own strength.

But that's all, he can only do this, and he can't erase the traces left by the other party in this world.

If it was Yao Ziyan, when she completely mastered her own power, she only needed to say "you never existed", and everything related to it would disappear completely.

Word of God.

The words of the gods are not just words, but directly belong to the "reality" of the current universe. As long as they are spoken, they are reality, no matter how unreasonable they are.

"The speed of light in this area is one meter per second, and the molecules in the adjacent space are absolutely still..."

These too can become reality.

The world is made of information, and the gods have the authority to modify the information.

"Well... well, I know." Yao Ziyan actually understood what Luo Chuan meant, but it obviously took time.

"So what did you sing?" Luo Chuan was very curious.

"A song I learned from the Kraken, which Elena taught me, is said to have survived in their tribe from a long, long time ago, even older than their history." Yao Ziyan It tells the specific process of learning this song and its background story.

"Didn't the Krakens forget their past?" Luo Chuan was a little strange.

"Yes, but they still have some things recorded. No one knows what it means, including this song." Yao Ziyan said with a smile.

"What's the story?"

In Luo Chuan's view, each song should have its reason and meaning, rather than simply rhetoric.

"A story of a god." Yao Ziyan's voice was soft.

...

It is said that before that long time ago, the races on the earth were still ignorant and did not establish a country of order, and many strange races thrived here.

There are elemental life, there are mechanical creations, there are powerful monsters...

They survive, fight, fight... Everything follows the natural order, and the newly born world is looking for a suitable evolutionary path.

One day, the gods unexpectedly came to this world.

He seems to have just been born and has not yet fully grasped his own power.

And for some unknown reason, He was seriously injured and could not leave at all.

He also forgot what he was going through.

So He decided to stay in the forest until the day when his wounds recovered.

Under normal circumstances, it should take a long time.

But that's okay, He has a lot of time.

There are many creatures living in the forest, they have different levels, the forest also has the existence of the owner, and soon it discovered the uninvited guests in the forest.

It observes the other party and does not perceive the presence of maliciousness.

The forest does not exclude outsiders from visiting.

Naturally, the gods also noticed the animals that were watching him secretly, and he exuded a kindness.

It was an all-white creature with pure snow-like hair, and its cold and arrogant temperament marked its differences.

As the owner of the forest, it has a very cold personality in the eyes of other creatures in the forest, but this is not what it really thinks.

If you are passionate about others, it will be hard to be rejected. It is better to reject others directly.

It thought so.

But the god's attitude changed his mind, and they gradually became good friends in the following time.

...

"Then?"

"After that, many, many things happened, but the ending was not very good. Luo Chuan, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Listen."

For a story, whether it has a good ending or a bad ending, in Luo Chuan's opinion, it is necessary to listen to it. It is like a period at the end of an article. Only when it is added can it be concluded.