Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

A figure like a crystal carving appeared in the colorful clouds.

His face was blurred, and he wore a crown with a hanging bead curtain.

It was as if he had been standing there quietly, watching everything in the world tirelessly repeat its mistakes.

People on Planet Dimeng had an inexplicable idea that he was the Memory Star God, Fuli.

Although they had cut off most communication with the outside world thousands of years ago, they still maintained written contact with a few forces, including the Interstellar Peace Company.

The last time Fleming appeared was the last public appearance of Louis Fleming, the founder and lifetime honorary director of Interplanetary Peace Corporation.

At that time, the elder Fleming was announcing in public that he wanted to live in seclusion permanently and no longer attend any formal or informal activities.

Before he finished speaking, bursts of colorful clouds appeared in the sky, and the stream of light spread, shocking everyone present.

Foli stood there at some point, like a ghost, appearing out of thin air at the scene of Louis Fleming's retirement.

Humanity, who symbolizes the greatest wealth in the galaxy, and the Star God of memory briefly looked at each other, and then Fu Li disappeared.

And Louis Fleming turned around and left, never to be seen again.

Xia Zhihui looked at Fu Li and felt that he looked familiar.

How come you, a star god in charge of memory, look like you are sweeping the world?

Fu Li waved his sleeves in the sky, and the crystals fell like snowflakes and flew towards the little girl.

Under Xia Zhihui's gaze, she grew several years older and is now a child.

He looked at the system's inventory and finally could only take out a pair of slippers for her.

After the little girl got off him, kicked her bare feet and put on slippers, Xia Zhihui patted her butt and stood up again.

When everyone looked up again, half of the colorful clouds in the sky were flowing, and Fu Li was standing among them. The other half was so densely foggy that it was difficult to see who it was.

But everyone can understand that another star god has arrived!

And it seems that the person who came is not good.

He had asked aggressively.

"Fu Li, what are you doing here?"

"Record of His birth."

"Then why did you take action to help her grow?"

"That's a gift for my little friend."

Did you call me your friend so soon?

The huge figure in the mist was silent for a moment.

"Get back, I don't want to be your enemy."

Fu Li didn't speak, but another low, seemingly emotionless voice appeared between heaven and earth.

Echo after echo joined His words, like a symphony.

"Myth, that's enough, stop it."

After a moment of silence, countless voices echoed between heaven and earth.

"The universe should be balanced, and so should life and death."

The third Star God, the Balance Star God, appeared at some point.

And as he named him, everyone also knew that the huge black shadow in the mist was the mysterious star god, Mi Si.

As soon as he raised his hand, the mist spread and sprayed towards the girl beside Xia Zhihui.

"I have never seen a man who hides his head but shows his tail."

"The other one sits firmly in the center of the pure land of memory, never caring about worldly affairs, but just peeping at everything silently."

"Why do you two stop me?"

The surging fog is like a wave between heaven and earth, and the place where it has been swallowed is silent.

Xia Zhihui lowered his head and glanced at the petite figure beside him.

To block or not to block?

Does blocking work?

In other words, to run or not to run?

If they run away, what will Sambo and Cando do?

After hesitating, the little girl grabbed his hand, and the energy of her destiny came back like waves.

There was great terror between life and death. He realized a little bit and raised one hand.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and the pink petals grew wildly like flames.

The blazing sky covers seven rings and opens!

Although he had thought about using this thing to try Creeper's hammer before, Xia Zhihui was still not sure when it came to actually using it to resist the Star God's attack.

Just when the mist was about to hit the shield, a laughter resounded throughout the world.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"It's so interesting!"

"How can you be without me at this time, hahahahaha!"

The pure laughter instantly shook away the fog in front of Xia Zhihui, and even dispersed the fog in the sky.

Between Mi Si and Fu Li, I don't know when a third figure appeared.

He wears colorful opera costumes and looks like a clown costume, changing all the time.

At the same time, there are countless masks, poker cards, colored balls, and even owls, gold coins and scary magic boxes around Him. These props to play with the world or yourself are also constantly blooming, beating, and flying, all the time. The most exciting moments are repeated in succession, making it difficult for people to see His true face. They can only vaguely see a dark figure, holding his stomach and bending over with laughter among countless props.

The fog of myth has dispersed, leaving only a dark shadow in the sky.

"Hahahahaha, Mystery, how does it feel when your clothes are stripped clean?"

"Man, you have been playing with these mysteries all day, but you didn't expect that you would appear naked in front of the world today!"

He laughed heartily, as if he was about to laugh out loud.

Laughter also appeared behind Xia Zhihui. When he looked back, he saw that Sang Bo had come down from the wall at some point. He was laughing so much that he was kneeling on the ground, holding on with one hand and beating the ground hard with the other.

Seeing the tears of laughter in the corner of Sangbo's eyes, Xia Zhihui instantly understood why he embarked on a happy life.

And when he looked back at the sky, Aha had already put on a crown with hanging bead curtains. It was connected with many masks and kept shaking its head. The bead curtains collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

It is obvious that the crown He now wears is from Fuli.

Fu Li had no reaction yet, but Aha had already taken the initiative to admit it.

"Fu Li, I stole your hat!"

"Without a hat, you look like a bald guy, hahahaha..."

Xia Zhihui broke out in cold sweat, and the hand held by the little girl couldn't help but tighten a little tighter.

As expected of you, Aha!

I offended two of the three Star Gods right away. Although you just helped me, I still want to run away now.

I can't bear the wrath of the two Star Gods now.

But Fu Li didn't speak, as if he was just recording silently, as if he had taken out a small notebook to hold a grudge and recorded it.

As the colorful clouds moved around, another crystal crown appeared on His head.

Myth sighed.

It would be okay if there were just two people, namely, He Qingli and Fu Li. One would hide in the world and only rely on believers, while the other would be absolutely objective and neutral. He would only record everything, without dislike or preference, even among the factions of his subordinates, Liu Guang Yi Ting. He never spoke up when fighting.

If it were just the two of them, Myth would still be pretty sure to take the little girl away.

But Aha is here, and even though his purpose is unknown, based on his idea of ​​entertaining people, he probably wants to find out his true identity as the mysterious star god at this moment.

That’s it, just retreat.

"Pure beauty, Idrila, I will definitely come back."

The little girl took a step forward and looked at the huge black shadow in the sky without fear.

"I am not Pure Beauty, He is already dead."

"I am...I am..."

She lowered her head and was confused for a moment, then raised her head to look at Xia Zhihui.

"What's your last name and your name?"

"Xia Zhihui."

She lowered her head and hesitated, then raised her head.

"You give me a name, and I will take your last name."

Xia Zhihui looked at her pitiful eyes and his heart softened.

"Okay, what kind of name should I choose?"

"The kind that tells you I'm beautiful as soon as you hear it."

Xia Zhihui thought for a moment.

"Then your name is Xia Chanjuan. How about that?"

"It sounds ugly, it's better to just call her Chanjuan."

It's hard, Xia Zhihui's fist is hard.

Why do you seem to be in the rebellious stage when you are not even ten years old?

But she had already taken another step forward, with a stubborn expression on her cute little face, and shouted to the black shadow in the sky where the mystery was gradually dissipating.

"You remember, I am the beautiful Star God, named Xia Chanjuan!"