"Okay, okay, I was wrong, stop making trouble."

Luo Chuan smiled and apologized while pressing Yao Ziyan's head.

Simply admitting one's mistakes is just a casual thing for him.

Yao Ziyan made a soft snort, but it sounded mostly anger.

Now the girl basically put her whole body on Luo Chuan. During the previous fight, she touched everything that should or shouldn't be touched.

Yao Ziyan didn't care much about this, as long as Luochuan didn't mention it deliberately, it didn't matter.

After all, the two of them have slept together so many times, even though they are simply sleeping, but they will inevitably be touched while sleeping.

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

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

A little bit away from him, tidying up his clothes and slightly messy long hair, fortunately, it's time to rest, so I don't need to deliberately take care of it.

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

"Reluctantly forgive you."

She smiled.

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

If it was the usual time, he should have been asleep.

But now...

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

"It's already so late."

"Well, it's late."

Yao Ziyan nodded, then yawned.

"Time flies so fast." Luo Chuan sighed, "It's always like this with you, completely unaware of the passage of time."

"Yes, yes." Yao Ziyan responded in a perfunctory manner. She felt that she was temporarily immune to this, "So Luochuan, are you not going to sleep tonight?"

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

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

"That's it."

Yao Ziyan hugged her legs and whispered, the whole figure shrank into a small ball like a little fox that couldn't be found in the snow.

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

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

"Hey, I sang a whole song, did you not hear Luochuan?"

"How did I hear?" Luo Chuan couldn't help rolling his eyes. "I was asleep when you sang the first word. Now you are the **** of destiny, and you have a bit of knowledge of the power of your own lullaby!"

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

This may be a bit general. You can simply give an example. Another comparison object is to choose the demon emperor who has not appeared in the Origin Mall for a long time.

As a super-level powerhouse at the pinnacle of the venerable, the strength of the demon emperor is naturally beyond doubt.

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

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

If it's Yao Ziyan, when she fully grasps her own power, she only needs to say "you never existed", and then everything related to it will completely disappear.

God's words.

God's words are not only words, but also directly belong to the "reality" of the current universe. As long as they are spoken, they are reality, and no matter how unreasonable they are, they are also reality.

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

These can also become a reality.

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

"Um... well, I know." Yao Ziyan actually understood what Luo Chuan meant, but obviously it would take time.

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

"A song I learned from the Sea Monster, taught to me by Elena, is said to have survived in their ethnic group long, long ago, and it is longer than their history." Yao Ziyan It tells the specific process of learning this song and its background story.

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

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

"What story did you tell?"

In Luochuan's view, every song should have the reason and meaning of its birth, rather than simple rhetoric.

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

…

It is said that the races on the earth were ignorant before that time, and they did not establish an orderly kingdom. Many strange races thrived here.

There are elemental lives, mechanical creations, powerful monsters...

They survive, fight, fight... everything follows the natural order, and the unborn world is looking for a suitable evolutionary path.

On a certain day, the **** came into this world by accident.

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

And for some reason, he was so badly injured that he couldn't leave at all.

He also forgot what he experienced.

So he decided to stay in the forest until the day he recovered from his injuries.

If it is normal, it should take a long, long time.

But it doesn't matter, he has a lot of time.

There are many creatures living in the forest. They have different levels. The forest also has a master. Soon it discovered the uninvited guests in the forest.

It observes the other party and does not notice the existence of maliciousness.

The forest does not exclude visits from outsiders.

The gods naturally noticed the animals that were watching him secretly, and he exuded kind thoughts.

It was a white creature with pure snow-like hair, and its cool and arrogant temperament marked its difference.

As the owner of the forest, it has a cold personality in the eyes of other forest creatures, but this is not its true thoughts.

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

It thought so.

But the attitude of the gods changed its mind, and they gradually became friends over time.

…

"And after that?"

"A lot of things happened after that, but the ending was a little bit not good, Luochuan, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Listen."

For a story, whether it has a good ending or a bad ending, in Luochuan's view, it is necessary to listen to it. It is like a full stop at the end of an article, and only when it is added can it come to an end.