I wore it after killing the God of Light

"That's right—" Fate clapped his hands and changed his tone, "But it's a pity that there is no reward."

Li Mingguang never thought of rewarding such things.

He just wanted to know the specific content of the creation myth.

There are gods in this world, and the one who created the world may be a god of a higher dimension. In addition, fate says that Mete is the most incomplete, and it is very likely that the creation god split up all things created by himself.

But these are only his speculations in the final analysis, and they are not rigorous enough.

In the mouth of fate, even the upper gods like Mete are the most incomplete, so what about other gods?What kind of existence are they?

Li Mingguang suppressed his doubts and made his tone sound more normal: "Only this?"

"What else do you want to know?" Fate didn't take the bait, and asked, "If it's the specific content of the myth..."

Li Mingguang quietly pricked up his ears.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for fate to continue.Fate seemed to know his urgency, just smiled meaningfully, and then looked out the window.

As if nothing happened, he changed the subject, "Speaking of... this is the central city of this plane, right? It seems to be developing very quickly."

"How about it, do you want to go out with me for a stroll?" Blinking at Li Mingguang, the silver-haired god said, "It's true that humans like to take a walk after dinner and chat."

Not long ago, Li Mingguang was going to bed and have a good rest: ...

If he wasn't in the same boat as fate, he would probably be the first to stab fate to death.

...Although it is true that he had planned something similar.

As long as the heart is well established, there will be no burden to betray the water.

Li Mingguang put down the tower spirit, which was completely useless, and yanked its tail.

Tarling, who was pretending to be asleep, woke up suddenly.

"I'm going out, take care of your home." He told Taring like this, and then turned his head to look at fate.

The expression on the mage's face is not so much a compromise, but a provocative description, "Are you sure you want to take a walk with me?"

No matter what, he had to introduce some content of the creation myth.

"I thought the story could pay for it, more than enough." Destiny smiled back and stood still.

Li Mingguang opened the door first and walked out, "Unless it is exciting enough to make me believe it."

"You have to learn to trust me more." Saying this, fate followed closely, "Aren't you going to introduce me? Here."

Li Mingguang paused, "Let someone who has been running for almost 300 years introduce you, are you sure that your brain is really okay?"

That being said, Central City is not as strange as he imagined.

When he came back, he discovered that the only changes were various subtleties, such as specific people, such as the decoration and color of the corner flower shop.

Central City was much larger than he had imagined, but the urban planning hadn't changed much.

Li Mingguang still knows where is a residential area and where is a trade area, and he can even find a little surprise in those changes.

For example, the material store I used to go to is not only still open, but also has a much larger facade, and the decoration has been completely upgraded.

It's just that he doesn't think it's necessary to tell fate.

If he didn't say anything, it didn't mean that fate didn't know.

In a sense, fate knows far more than Li Mingguang.

As an independent plane, the Emerald City is out of selfishness, so it's hard not to pay attention to it.

"I'll know it if you don't tell me." Fate said suddenly, his tone sounding a little tasteless, "I can see and touch all the fates of everyone here."

"I know when they were born, when they died, what joys and sorrows they will experience in their lives, and which will become unforgettable memories."

Therefore, He naturally knew the reason why the city had not changed for many years.

It seems that only human beings have such boring expectations and hopes, but it is hard for fate to say that he is not jealous.

Many people thought that his mage would come back, even though they had never even met face to face, only heard rumors from elders or others.

And even more so for those who are still alive.

Li Mingguang's eyelids moved, and he raised his eyes: "So? So what?"

At that time, he signed a contract with fate, and fate lent him a part of his "eyes". What fate can see, he can see as long as he wants.

But that is other people's business, he will not interfere with other people's life evaluation casually, let alone be as boring as fate.

Li Mingguang felt that it was a kind of impolite spying, even if the other party was a god with the post of Zhang.

"So? You are loved." Destiny said, with a sigh mixed in the words, "It's also love, why can't you accept Chandra, or me, or other existences?"

Li Mingguang felt like he was listening to a joke.

He even laughed out loud because it was so funny, "Love? Are you sure you want to tell me this?"

"Mote aside, with all due respect, I don't feel love in you."

The mage rolled his eyes, looking even more like a little bastard.

"You don't call playing with your heart and the desire to control you **?"

"As for you saying that I am loved by the people here...they should love and yearn for me." Smacking his lips, he continued, "Don't confuse their beautiful feelings with your negative things, thank you .”

"This plane was saved by me, and the prototype of this city was conceived by me. People here are not judged by faith, and there are special residential areas for other races."

Li Mingguang did not give fate a chance to refute at all, "Those who are worthy of respect will be respected, but not because of their status or class, but because they have indeed made contributions."

"Maybe not necessarily in the outer countries, but at least in the central city and nearby places, everyone has the same dignity."

"I'm showing them another possibility, and telling them that it's actually possible, why don't they respect me, look up to me?"

Had this been a public speech, fate might not have been able to resist applauding him.

High-spirited, bright eyes, high spirits.

This is indeed the mage he loves.

But as the so-called negative side being compared, He is subtly not happy.

So, He doesn't like it here.

"...you will understand." He didn't want to argue too much on this issue.

Destiny, of course there will be no time for words.

It's just that if you say it now, things won't be so interesting-so, wait until it's interesting enough.

Who made him bad?

Li Mingguang pulled back a round, resisting the urge to raise his pigtails and asked, "What does the story you told have anything to do with Mo Te?"

In fact, he still wanted to ask what was the relationship with you, but considering that he couldn't know too much about fate, in order to avoid being misled by the other party, he simply held back.

As long as there are enough clues and the most probable and least possible are excluded, an answer closer to the truth will be obtained.

should.

"Guess?" Destiny returned to smiling, "You're so smart, I don't think you need to say too much."

Li Mingguang raised his middle finger when he heard this: "...I have already accompanied you out for a stroll!"

"But you didn't introduce this place to me." Destiny had an innocent face, "So I won't tell the whole story, the transaction must be equal."

...Although I know this is true, but what is the lingering unhappiness?

"Then tell what you can say, hurry up." He urged, and decided to go back to catch up on sleep after listening.

——As for how fate feels, who would care about such a question?

When he has free time, he can think more about how to design the drawings.

"Chuangshi God created the world." Destiny smiled, and his tone was a little doting, "but it's not enough to support the world."

"so?"

"So he divided himself into several parts, such as light and darkness, such as life and death, and the characteristics he has become a certain race."

"...?"

"No more?" Li Mingguang felt suffocated.

"No more~"

Pants are all taken off and you just show me this?

"You haven't said why Mote is the most incomplete." He reminded.

"This? It's just what I said casually, probably because He was rejected."

For some reason, Li Mingguang always felt that fate was hiding something in this story.

Light, darkness, life and death.

What kind of role is fate then?

Although He didn't say it, but no matter how you look at it, something like "fate" that exists in everything has an inseparable relationship with the Creator God.

"What about other various gods? For example, the elemental god? For example, the dawn god that I solved a long time ago?"

Resisting the urge to leave, Li Mingguang continued to ask.

"This is an additional question, I have the right not to answer—"

"...Just tell me what you want me to do." He had a headache, "This is also part of a fair deal."

If he doesn't get an answer, Li Mingguang thinks that he won't be able to sleep well for a long time.

It's all because of curiosity.

Damn curiosity.

His reaction was not at all predictable by fate. The silver-haired god stopped. He pointed to his cheek, squatted down slightly, and said mischievously: "Kiss me, I'll tell you."

Li Mingguang: ...

I don't know why, but he wasn't surprised at all :)

"Okay, let me kiss you." He laughed, turned around and slapped fate.

"A kiss is considered a kiss if you are good at it, you can say it now."

If he made some normal requests, he might still agree, this kind of...hehe.

If you can't sleep well, you can't sleep well. I don't want to see fate look proud.

Then fate suddenly approached him, and he kissed him on the face, "Actually, that's fine too."

At the first touch, before Li Mingguang couldn't help hitting him, he quickly jumped away, "...the other gods were derived by themselves? Because at that time, the elements that constituted the world already existed, after a long time evolved into what it is today.”

"Are you automatically derived from the world later?" Li Mingguang asked.

"Of course." Fate smiled happily, "I didn't mention me in the story."

"In this case, why do you know this story, and it is so clear that it cannot be explained." Li Mingguang hit the nail on the head, "Also, I remember that you are a very special god."

"Because everyone has fate, right?" Fate waved his hand, explaining the past in a very perfunctory manner, "I know, it's just because I understand the laws better."

"And I've said it all, this is just a legend, and some gods who were born very early also know about it."

"Legend?" Li Mingguang scoffed, "I thought you had verified it, didn't you say it yourself?"

Fate subconsciously denied: "I don't remember that I ever said—"

The mage chuckled, expressing that he believed in you to be a ghost.

He is still thinking about the myth of creation, and trying to distinguish which are the misunderstandings that fate wants him to walk into, so he has no time to pay attention to sophistry.

In fact, it would be more beneficial for him to think better if fate left now.

Seeing that the young man fell silent again, obviously in a state of absent-mindedness, Fate sighed: "Oh, ruthless."

"Thank you." Li Mingguang accepted it as a compliment, "Do you still want to take a walk? If you don't take a walk, I'll go back."

"Perhaps I shall not need to walk," said Fate, "but you may walk for a while."

"?"

He cast a puzzled look.

"I'll know when the time comes. If I say it now, there will be no surprise at all."

Li Mingguang took a few steps back, getting a little further away from Him.

He always felt that fate was playing tricks on him again, and it was better to keep a distance.

"...It doesn't matter where you stand, does it?"

His reaction was too cute, and Destiny laughed hard, "Come here, or no one will help you later."

Hearing this, Li Mingguang took a few steps away silently.

Fate had no choice but to pinch the bridge of his nose helplessly, and laughed helplessly.

"It's rare for me to be so kind." He emphasized.

Li Mingguang looked as if he had seen a ghost, because every time fate blinded his kindness, it meant that something bad happened to him.

He was about to leave his fate on the street and go back by himself, but found Truth and Dorothy walking towards him, obviously seeing him.

"..." What's the matter with the guilty feeling of not doing a good job and getting caught?

But a guilty conscience is only for the truth. Li Mingguang's mood improved a lot when he saw Tao Luosi with a ribbon on her head and a tutu skirt.

Who doesn't love a little girl who looks like a doll?

Li Mingguang conjured up a rather shining little star, and threw it towards Dorothy's arms, with skillful movements.

Dorothy also moved quickly, thanking him sweetly: "Thank you Uncle Shuanghuo!"

"...Brother." Li Mingguang corrected him, "I and the truth are of the same generation."

Even Truth is a few years older than him.

Apart from being able to call him uncle, as a perfect little girl, Dorothy seemed to have no other shortcomings.

She stood slightly behind Truth, and cast a curious look at Destiny.

Truth is also asking him with her eyes.

"It's just a boring friend, don't worry about it." Li Mingguang prevaricated like this, "He came here by smuggling, and he probably left later."

Truth seemed to be choking heavily, "Friend?"

"It can only be regarded as a friend." Li Mingguang emphasized that he didn't really want to reveal the identity of Destiny.

Although it was no secret that he and fate were in the same boat, he still wanted to save some face for himself in front of his former colleagues.

Truth certainly does not have a good attitude towards fate.

He has not cleared his previous convictions, and he doesn't want to be taught a lesson by the yin and yang of truth after his fate is gone.

And Dorothy stands on the side of the truth unconditionally... He is not Ta Ling, so he can't stand such a double blow, okay?

"Oh, that's it." Truth's eyes lingered on Fate for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, "What did he ask you for?"

Destiny smiled at him and took the initiative to explain: "Actually...we are just one-sided friends, and I am pursuing him."

Li Mingguang almost choked on his own saliva.

"No, no, listen to my explanation of the truth, I didn't mess around with interpersonal relationships..."

But it was too late.

"So you really went out to enjoy yourself, no wonder you don't want to come back." Truth said in a gentle tone.

Dorothy shared the same hatred, "So I went out to have fun—"

The good history of escape suddenly changed after being said so.

Li Mingguang scratched his ears in embarrassment, "I really didn't... He said it too, he pursued it unilaterally."

"Is there any essential conflict and difference between flirting with women and being carefree?" Truth asked him back, crossing her hands.

"Also, why 'he'?"

Li Mingguang: ...

He is so difficult.

No wonder Fate said his walk might go on a little longer, and it meant that.

Fortunately, he didn't listen to fate's friendly advice, and kept his distance for a long time.

Just as he was about to speak, his heart skipped a beat, and the scene in front of him was blurred for a moment.

This is a sign of overwork.

Li Mingguang took a deep breath, "...so we can only be considered friends."

Up to now, even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it anymore. He hoped that the truth would be lighter for the sake of his overwork.

"He is fate, the one who was passed down before, the one who was in trouble with me."

The truth was silent, and it took a while before he opened his mouth and said, "...It turned out to be him."

The current speaker of the parliament has a complicated expression: "Then, what's the point of your coming here specifically for a visit?"

In a very formulaic tone, "Although he is a bit over the line, he is our speaker and has his own tasks to complete. From this level, we have the right to know your intentions."

I was moved by Li Mingguang, who was protecting the calf.

Just as he was about to speak, he was stared at by Truth indiscriminately, and his voice was silenced immediately.

Well, now he realizes he's not qualified to speak.

"It's just chatting and reminiscing about the old days, don't be so nervous." Fate looked normal, "I have to say something else... Probably let him take me to visit this plane by the way?"

One-sided words.

Truth would not believe that His purpose is so obvious, but out of etiquette, he still introduced: "The Emerald City has windows dedicated to receiving gods. If you want to learn about this plane, you can go there to find a suitable guide. "

"He still has a job and has been away for a long time, so he is not suitable as a guide."

"...I think so too." Li Mingguang finally found a chance, and added that, for some reason, the palpitations became heavier.

In theory, he has Remembrance and Energy Potions and Stamina Potions when he works, unless the potions expire.

But even if Truth gets angry because of his running away, she won't joke about it.

"If you still want to continue, you can go to a more formal occasion to talk." He couldn't help but yawned, "I'm a little sleepy, so I won't listen to you here..."

Yawning is just to increase the credibility. Li Mingguang feels that he is just a little dark in front of his eyes, and he is not tired but has to rest compulsively.

This has happened before, but not as strongly.

...So how many days did he work this time?It won't be more than half a month.

The mage naturally attributed the reason to the lack of such work for too long, ignoring the subtle differences between the two.

"I'll ask Dorosa to take you back now." Truth took up the topic almost in the next second, "You really should have a good rest...Leave the negotiations here to me."

In the end, he was just verbally disgusted. When it comes to rest, the truth is never ambiguous.

He remembered that Li Mingguang used to have this problem too, he would even fall down when he was too sleepy, and then he would open his eyes the next day or the third day as if nothing had happened when everyone was worried.

This kind of thing happened a few times, and they should have gotten used to it long ago, but every time they couldn't help but be terrified, for fear of some irreversible accident.

"—I wanted to tell you when I saw you before, you should be resting at this point." Truth emphasized, and asked Dorothy to hold his hand.

"Okay, leave it to me here."

"...Really, that's why I don't like this place." Fate muttered, "It's too uncomfortable here."

Whether it's the kind of love and respect for the mage that permeates the air all the time, or such straightforward concern and worry, he instinctively feels uncomfortable.

He immediately raised his finger, hissed at Truth, and started counting down.

"three."

"two."

"……one."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mingguang's eyes completely darkened, and he fell straight down.

Fortunately, the truth had already asked Dorothy to walk over to see him off.

The doll-like girl reacted quickly, hurriedly supported the mage before he fell to the ground completely, and then turned her eyes to her elder brother for help.

Truth's first reaction was to question, and his intuition told him that such abnormality was absolutely inseparable from fate.

He knew Li Mingguang's habits and was very measured. He only prepared two days' worth of medicine. Theoretically, this kind of situation would never happen.

But fate still booed, and smiled at him strangely and mysteriously.

"I've spoken to him before that he's probably going to go for a walk for a while, to get him closer to me."

The matching degree between this body and the soul is not so high. Isn't it normal that the soul will be called to a better matching place and return to the original body?

Thinking of this, the silver-haired deity shook his head and shrugged, "Let him come here. If he doesn't believe it, I can't help it."

"If you're lucky, you'll probably wake up, right?"

It is because His beloved mage must not believe that things will continue to develop.

There is no chance in the world.

Countless chances point to choices, and countless choices converge into destiny.

"—See you by fate."

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