[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

"Dad... Dad seems to have been ignoring one thing..." Bai Long murmured in a daze, "It's a very important thing, no wonder it was impossible to create things before..."

The young dragon's eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head to the white dragon, "What's the matter?"

At this time, the white dragon turned into a human form, and the beautiful white scales fluttered away from his body like a butterfly. He was lying on the ground, and in the bright light and shadow, the golden pupil was shining.

"Dad said that? Want to create some cute and capable creatures for you?"

"Hmm... um." The young dragon responded vaguely, his different-colored pupils slowly dilated, "Could it be that you..."

"The cutest and most capable person in this world is Dad! I completely forgot about it at first!" Bai Long sat up abruptly, laughing loudly, "What is this called...it's dark under the lamp? Dad actually forgot about himself haha Haha... poof!"

The young dragon smashed the empty clamshell on his father's face, his expression was a little dazed, obviously he was greatly stimulated, just like the author suddenly announced that the ticket was skipped when he stayed up late waiting for the welfare chapter to be three seconds away!

"Woooooooooooooooooo..." (Son, what are you doing? Dad is in so much pain...)

On the young dragon's face was an expression of rejoicing mixed with shame, his cheeks were flushed, he gritted his teeth and said, "I thought you...you wanted to sacrifice, sacrifice..." for the creation.

The young body trembled a little, the young dragon was angry and anxious, and immediately wanted to turn his head in anger, and then ignore this stupid father for more than a hundred years.

A broad palm suddenly touched his cheek, and after a while, he rubbed it lightly twice.

The man's head was covered by a huge clamshell, but his expression had already been conveyed through this tender movement, it must be a smile with a little love and helplessness.

"Father won't leave, the only good son is father, right?"

The hand moved to the top of the young dragon's head again, and rubbed vigorously, messing up the blonde hair.

"Dad, don't go~"

The young dragon lowered its head, like in the hazy world seen through a magnifying glass, there are still countless silk threads spreading. These causal golden threads indicate the past and the future, but there is nothing on the man, because he is his blood relative.

Can't see, so fear.

The next few hundred years whizzed by, and the young dragons were busy building temples and occasionally visiting the man who made them.The huge white dragon is lying on the rock and immersed in meditation. It seems to be doing nothing, but in fact, the huge energy is already entangled beside him, and the rules are about to be changed. He just waits for when the white dragon is ready to spit out the new energy of the gods in one fell swoop. life.

The young dragon did not see the scene that was actually created. Coincidentally, his temple also just lifted into the sky that day.The disc rotates, the gears twist, and the bronze-colored structure is dignified and solemn. When it rises into the sky, it is like another sunrise.

The young dragon sat on the edge of the temple, looking in the direction of the white dragon.

There seemed to be a flash of colored light in that direction, and then it erupted like a blowout. The whole sky was filled with the phantoms of beasts and the chirping of birds. The tide of energy beat the earth, like beating a stubborn head.The world seemed to be touched and began to tremble. At this moment, a new era came along with a new race!

The generation of gods came together with the dragon clan.

The world began to become full of vitality. Unheard of flowers, plants and trees began to multiply, and all kinds of creatures began to multiply. They were the first residents of this era, and they deserved certain privileges, such as becoming gods .Of course, the god position here is no longer as noble as it was at the beginning, it is just a nice synonym for "creator".

The temple has been separated from the world, hovering in time and space, the white dragon took a lot of effort to find it, and when it came up, it tried to suffocate the young dragon.

The young dragon is no longer the young dragon he was before. He has grown a little taller, and his personality seems to be even less cute.

"It must be because Dad is not around!" Bai Long said, "When Dad was around, he was so cute! Now I don't even know Dad!"

"I don't know you, don't put a hat on me." The young dragon held the fat dragon's head indifferently, "Unless you promise not to try to make me drool, otherwise I won't let you get close!"

Bai Long continued to chirp.

Suddenly, Xiaolong paused under his hands, and his eyes of different colors flashed a puzzled look.

"You don't look happy?" His refusal weakened, but Bailong didn't take the opportunity to swallow him.

"That's right, I haven't mentioned much about the creation this time... Are you not satisfied?"

It's not good for a son to be too sharp, Bai Long thought proudly and sadly, he lowered his head, and sat cross-legged in the empty hall in human form, scratching his fluffy white hair casually, and smiled wryly.

"It's really...unsatisfactory..."

"Except for having an appearance, it is irritable and greedy, just like an ordinary beast..."

"Besides this, I haven't been able to find any shadow of 'love' from them. What should I do? That is the most important thing, but I can't see it..."

The young dragon was silent for a while, and the white dragon quickly cheered up and made a final summary.

"Anyway, it's a failure, so you don't have to see my dear son."

The young dragon is very clear about his father's character. They are creatures born before the generation of gods, and they are true gods.Gods are always cold and indifferent, and with just one glance, the newly born race is sentenced to death by their creator.

While he was distracted, Bailong suddenly held his face in his hands, and the beast-like golden pupils shone brightly and persistently in front of his eyes.

"They are not my blood, dear son, you are the most noble in this world."

He took the baby dragon into his arms, and let out a soft sigh as he sank his fingers into the soft blond hair.

"You are the child of dragons and gods, who can be nobler than you? Your blond hair is also your mother's blond hair, your purple eyes are the reflection of God between the sun and the moon, and your golden pupils are gifted by me, flowing The power of the dragon..."

"When you were still pregnant, your mother was already panicked. She cried in front of me for the first time, saying that her strength might not be able to conceive this child, and this child would die."

This was the first time the young dragon had heard about his own birth, so he couldn't help but listen carefully.The white dragon kissed his forehead with a smile, the tide of time and space rippling in his golden pupils, he parted his forehead hair, revealing the hole in his left eye, the young dragon reached out and touched it carefully.

"I'm also in a panic. I can't think of any way to save you. All I can give is this eye... only this eye. Dad can give you too little."

"I didn't expect that just one eye is enough. You have been a very good child since then, and you never act like a baby and ask for too many things."

He survived, with his father's golden pupils.Xiaolong buried his face in his father's arms and rubbed hard.

"But if this is the case... the good son seems to inherit more things from his mother..." Bai Long suddenly spoke again, his tone full of inexplicable jealousy, "the hair is also there, and there is one eye! The white hair is also very beautiful, it must be my mother I did something in secret, my father won't obey me..."

Young Dragon: I was moved for only three seconds!

Bailong said that he really didn't care about the newly born race. He indifferently sentenced the newborn dragon to death. Recently, he had no intention of creating creatures at all, so he simply went to hoard food for his good son.

Well, he won't bring back a clam that's too big this time, that face-smacking really hurts.

When the white dragon was out hunting, the young dragon was a little bored, and he lay down in the temple for a while by himself, feeling bored.

Suspended in time and space, it is true that causal interference can be avoided to the greatest extent and the whole world can be seen clearly, but as a price, the colorful things in the world have also left him.

In the end, the young dragon couldn't hold back, and commanded the temple to land slowly.

He walked out of the temple and was suddenly stunned.Even though he's only been away for a short time, this world has become very strange.

Eyes are filled with dazzling fresh green, and the air is filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers. Unknown bees and butterflies hover up and down, as if sensing the traces of rules on his body, they land curiously, and are gently brushed away by the young dragon.In the distant sky, a group of white birds were taking off, and several raptors were flying not far or near, waiting for the opportunity.

Everything is exuberant and vigorous, and everything is shouting with excitement. This is the most glorious era in history.

At this moment, the young dragon seemed to sense the breath of his mother, so he closed his eyes and smiled, as if no one had ever left.

After a little emotion, the young dragon focused on the key point of this trip. He returned to the inner world to find his father's creation. Since he is known as the dragon clan and his father's blood is flowing on his body, he will not be too miserable...

He found a place where his father's breath remained. Unfortunately, there was nothing left here. Although traces of life could be seen, for unknown reasons, the race that originally lived here has disappeared.

The young dragon's fingertips brushed over the pattern on the stone. This pattern is exactly the same as the one he used. It should have been figured out by himself after seeing the stone giant he left on the ground.

Faced with such a situation where there is nowhere to track down, normal people should be helpless, but the young dragon is obviously different from ordinary people.In his field of vision, colorful silk threads stretched from this abandoned settlement to all directions. The young dragon turned its different-colored pupils to record important directions, and when it was about to leave, it suddenly paused.

He pushed aside the thorny weeds, facing a pair of golden pupils.

The eyes similar to those of his father made him pause. If his father hadn't given him his eyes, he should have such a majestic and brilliant look.

Yes, golden color is very beautiful. The golden pupil of this Dragon Clan is special. It is mixed with a little dark amber, but it doesn't look mixed. Instead, it makes these eyes full of layered beauty, very similar to the time when the mother left. One day, the young dragon saw the starry dusk at the end of the sky.

"Who are you?" Xiaolong said slowly. He didn't think there would be a language barrier. His father was too lazy, so he wouldn't create a new language to make himself guilty.

The owner of the eye remained motionless, staring at the young dragon.

"Have you been abandoned?" The young dragon asked again. This sentence seemed to have stepped on the dragon's tail. With his wounded self-esteem, the young dragon rushed fiercely at the young dragon!

The author has something to say: Sally Li (super fierce): Aww! ! !

Arthur (invincible version in special times): So cute? (????ω????)?

Oh, ah, ah, the concubine didn't interrupt the update on purpose!The emperor spared the courtiers and concubines, and the concubines were so worried that their hair would fall out after the end of the period!

Although it was broken yesterday because I went out to eat leg of lamb_(:зゝ∠)_

#In fact, the real reason is that the stupid author is bored by many people#