This is My Planet

The two people looked at me and looked at you, both of them were expressionless, and the two small white mist-like fists beat their shoulders tirelessly. The scene was a bit funny.

You little demon who just came out of the mountain, where did you get these spells and pills? Yin Xiaoru finally couldn't help asking.

Just coming out of the mountain doesn't mean that the time to practice on the mountain is short.

What do you mean, you still have practice?

I never said I was a goblin.

Yin Xiaoru looked him up and pouted.

Maybe he may have some skills, not because of his preconceived imagination, but only some medical skills, but don't you use all low-level skills, what are you proud of?

Forget it, those who just came out of the mountain are so confident, and reality will teach him to be a man soon.

On the contrary, Xia Guixuan asked: Why do you know so little? It shouldn't be, you don't need to learn just by talent, there are a bunch of spells available.

Yin Xiaoru lazily said: There are several kinds. I haven't studied them much. I have already developed the strength to eat milk. I haven't used the gun well yet... just practice a little and use it as a special method.

Xia Guixuan: ...

Yin Xiaoru walked past him, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the neon lights outside the window, her eyes were a little hazy.

After a while, she spoke softly: Human beings have only reached Canglong Star for more than two hundred years, but the changes have been earth-shaking. There are many deities who are as confused as you are, and many of them are even unwilling to accept this technological change. Humans and deities have become hostile since the honeymoon period, and there are also factors in this aspect.

She didn't dare to express that she was also a demon before, but now both parties have acquiesced in their identities, and finally let it go.

In just two hundred years, the aborigines might be inconceivable that they could turn the world into this state, but Xia Guixuan could accept it. After all, he has passed by the earth before, and he knows that his home country has gone from ancient to modern in just a few hundred years.

It was a strange word that caught his attention: God descendant...

Did you understand the way of heaven, and didn't feel the faintly inscribed shape of the black dragon? Yin Xiaoru said: The star of the blue dragon and the descendants of the gods are all named after this. We think that the father god is a black dragon incarnate, and we are all descendants of the dragon god—although human beings think this is nonsense from genetic analysis.

There is no need for genetic analysis, Xia Guixuan also knows that is nonsense.

Where did the dragons and dinosaurs come from in the ancient times of this planet... If it is said that they have the laws of heaven to comprehend, it is probably engraved in their own spiritual energy.

He is not a dragon...but there is indeed some connection, such as the day when the sun leaves the gate, the blue dragon appears in the clouds, which is a typical example.

It is not surprising that others will realize the image of the dragon from his Taoism.

He could faintly analyze what was going on in this world.

Yin Xiaoru was saying: The descendants of the gods also have different races, and the nine sons of the dragon are different...Humans are used to calling us all kinds of demon races, it's as simple as that.

Humans are invaders?

No. Yin Xiaoru said: This is a human immigrant fleet that strayed into an interstellar wormhole and lost its way. It lost its original goal and lost contact with its home planet. It was now looking for a new place to stay. At that time, Canglong Star was also invaded by alien stars. This human fleet helped us repel the invaders, and stayed to develop and multiply.

So the doves have gradually occupied the magpie's nest in the past two hundred years, and the living space of the descendants of the gods has been compressed instead? Xia Guixuan was a little surprised. Are the monks really unable to handle the technology of the human race?

The specifics are a bit complicated... It is a difficult proposition for different ethnic groups to live in peace forever, let alone civilizations of different planets? These few words are hard to explain, and you can gradually understand. Yin Xiaoru said: Anyway, you have a watch now, and you can just search for general information.

How to search?

Press the button in the middle of the watch, and a virtual light screen will appear.

Xia Guixuan was startled: Then?

Yin Xiaoru put on a straight face: Student artificial mentally retarded chick, if you call, it will tell you that it is there, and then just ask directly.

...Why does it sound a bit like calling the land old man to get out?

Ha! Yin Xiaoru smiled: It's a bit like what you said. They are all looking for news. Of course, you can also enter text to search when it is inconvenient to talk.

Xia Guixuan turned on the virtual light curtain, staring at the dazzling array of signs in a daze.

This... is more than just an old man from the land...

He has been playing around with his spells all the time, and finally seeing him look dull once, Yin Xiaoru finally found a sense of superiority, and he looked very happy: Now this watch is tied to my account, and I will not give you most of the permissions. Only when you have your own identity and open an account can you use more complete functions. It will be dawn soon, and you can operate this matter immediately. Now you provide me with a script first.

Xia Guixuan retracted his thoughts from the light curtain: Script?

Didn't you say that? If you want to build your profile from childhood to adulthood, people don't just pop out from the cracks in the rocks? At least you have to make up a similar experience. Tell me about your real situation first, and I'll see how to adapt it.

Xia Guixuan shook his head: My real situation is useless, no matter how you edit it, it won't be included in the file, so it's better to just make it up.

Are you still out of breath? Yin Xiaoru disdainfully said, How bizarre can a monkey come out of your mountain? Master or a real immortal? Open a cave with a group of immortals to come to pay homage, and the Nine Heavens Xuannv will live on your bed?

Xia Guixuan said sincerely: You are getting a little close...

Yin Xiaoru laughed: Okay, okay, to put it bluntly, it's not difficult to make up a story, but I want to find out about you, everyone is not stupid, don't be sloppy.

Of course Xia Guixuan knew that it was Yin Xiaoru who was probing him. This is the meaning of the question. As everyone gets in touch with each other more deeply, the origin cannot be entirely based on imagination.

Anyway, he didn't intend to lie, as long as he told you that you would believe it.

Actually, I am the Immortal Emperor...

If you want an English name, you can call it Sindy. Yin Xiaoru rolled her eyes: It's useless to stop talking about it, let's start from childhood.

just know.

If you really want to say that the immortal emperor is not an immortal emperor, you can still show your strength, but what you really need is a story from childhood to adulthood, not this...

When I was young... Xia Guixuan pondered for a while: This is a very distant story... I was a... from the time I was sensible... I was called a prince according to later generations. It was not called that way at that time. After all, there was no precedent. Although I am the eldest son, the right of inheritance is not so stable...

Yin Xiaoru squinted at him with dangerous eyes.

Xia Guixuan continued: After my father passed away, there were a few brothers who didn't compete with me at that time, so they could sing and sing...so I succeeded.

Yin Xiaoru grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on him: You were the Monkey King, right?

Xia Guixuan slowly said: At that time, I was not called king... I was called queen.

Yin Xiaoru was immediately amused: Do monkeys have beauty? You are the empress. Is your king handsome?

Xia Guixuan silently closed his mouth.

No culture is terrible.

Yin Xiaoru really doesn't know about such a distant earth culture. There are not many human beings in this world who study the ancient history of their home planet, let alone a little fox on this planet? But no matter what culture, with Xia Guixuan's level of nonsense, it is only a ghost to believe in him.

Forget it. Yin Xiaoru was in a good mood unexpectedly, and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense: We met by chance, and you refused to confess, and I didn't force it... Actually, I can guess where you came from. Judging by your appearance and age, it is obvious that you are the young species left behind when the gods evacuated the northern continent after the human gods war twenty-four years ago.

Xia Guixuan felt that this was about herself, twenty-four years old was exactly her age, and her bone age could be distinguished at a glance.

This is the reason why she is willing to help. She feels that she is not only of the same race, but also of the same sickness.

But how did she become a human lady...

Everyone has a story, who is willing to tell the truth easily?

Xia Guixuan knew that the reason why he dared to tell his story casually was because no one would believe it. As long as the other party may believe it, he may not say it.

That's not a good story.