Whether she knows everything is debatable...but she does know the most.

Because they thought she was the stupidest, they leaked the most... For example, Xiaojiu and Ling Moxue had probably suspected his identity as Si Taikang, but he had never said so himself. Of course, they couldn't really think so. After all, it was too bizarre.

Who would really think so.

This is the only time I introduced myself to the little fox...

In fact, she is not stupid, she just has a strange focus. When she needs attention, she knows it.

Xia Guixuan watched her enter the villa, shook his head and smiled. Maybe the only person on this planet who didn't care about the identity of "Father God" was the little fox.

In other people's minds, their relationship with him is more or less affected by his strong strength and identity, but this guy has no influence.

Perhaps this is the most special thing about her...it is also her origin on this planet, which changed the beginning of her path.

Watching the little fox return to the villa, and blowing a kiss before entering the door, Xia Guixuan did not go in again, but returned to his bamboo house in the ecological garden with a smile.

In fact, he no longer feels that there is anything awkward about living in the little fox's house, and there is no need to move out at all. However, now that Shang Zhao is living there at night, continuing to live in it seems a bit too deliberate.

never mind.

So Shang Zhaoye is really a big lightbulb. Even the two foxes did not mate because they didn't want to be watched from a distance. It was a trivial matter that she couldn't live in it.

No wonder Yin Xiaoru always had a little resentment and deliberately provoked Shang Zhaoye.

Today in the sex shop, it was obviously intentional.

I was still doing it after I got home.

Shang Zhaoye was sitting in the guest room, sitting cross-legged and meditating, calming down his chaotic thoughts. Yin Xiaoru's singing came from outside: "Buy horses in the east market, buy saddles in the west market, buy bridles in the south market, buy long whips in the north market..."

The veins on Shang Zhaoye's forehead bulged twice, and he immediately remembered the two things Xia Guixuan bought.

Is that a bridle?

Still want to buy a whip?

There were only these four lines outside, and they were sung over and over again. Shang Zhaoye couldn't bear it any longer: "I suggest you fast forward to Han Guangzhao Tieyi and experience your boyfriend's love name in the game."

Yin Xiaoru blinked and poked her head in from the door curiously: "So you can actually fight, and you also know that the object in the game is called love?"

Shang Zhaoye said with a straight face: "I am also a woman, is there any woman who can't tear it apart?"

"I heard that you were a leader before, with a deep and unfathomable mind."

"It's a pity that God the Father lives next to me."

"Uh...actually..." Yin Xiaoru jumped on the bed. She wanted to say something intimate, but suddenly her nose twitched: "What does it smell like?"

Shang Zhaoye had no expression on his face and quietly used the air freshening technique.

Yin Xiaoru seemed to have understood, and leaned back: "You are not good at fighting, Sister Shang."

Shang Zhaoye is not ashamed. As long as Xia Guixuan is not present, she is much calmer: "We will know when you give me a double blessing."

"Oh, it turns out it's double." Yin Xiaoru was very interested, looking like she wanted to try it again.

"Okay, princess." Shang Zhaoye said calmly: "You sat down so affectionately just to talk about this?"

Yin Xiaoru thought for a moment: "Actually... you look a lot like Sindy when you just moved into my house."

Shang Zhaoye was stunned: "How do you say that?"

"It looked like I wanted to practice and keep strangers away... But at that time, he wanted to observe coldly, but you were here to cultivate feelings, Sister Shang."

Shang Zhaoye calmed down, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly laughed: "It's not strange that we have cultivated to look like Father God; it's not strange that we imitate others in a specious way."

"That's true...but he's no longer like this. Will Sister Shang still be like this?"

"Because I'm very conflicted... I'm afraid that once I show any affection to you, Father God will be more wary, and even you yourself will be." Shang Zhao closed his eyes in the middle of the night: "It doesn't matter, we all have time."

Yin Xiaoru turned her head and looked at her, and then sighed for a long time: "Does it have to be like this? You are obviously so uncomfortable, but you force yourself."

"The princess can ignore her ethnicity, but I can't. More than 10,000 years ago, I merged into your clan's tribe and fought with her. I watched the establishment of a powerful ethnic group and personally created the hopes of the ethnic group. Finally, under the pressure of foreign enemies,

The descendants of the next unified god... I am loyal to your majesty, and at the same time, it is also loyal to what I have devoted my life to, and the expectations of thousands of people, and I cannot let it collapse."

Yin Xiaoru was silent.

Shang Zhaoye said slowly: "Father God doesn't want to pay too much attention. I used to have grievances, but now I understand that Father God doesn't owe us, but it's because we haven't served Father God. We really shouldn't force Father God to do anything. This is our responsibility."

My own business...if the dust settles in the future and God the Father really wants to ride on me, I will just let him serve and it will be considered repayment."

Yin Xiaoru rarely thought divergently when driving in this sentence. She knew that Shang Zhaoye's meaning did not involve men and women.

He just asked: "What does the dust have settled? Fighting with humans to unify the planet? But with Sindy here, the two sides will definitely not be able to fight, and you will not be threatened by humans. The dust has already settled. Let's fight.

Is Zelt bad?”

"Those things... Although I still have some ideas, I can talk about it separately. The key is that you are still talking about 'you'." Shang Zhaoye sighed: "The human gods have been fighting for so many years. Although there are many factors, in the end

The essence is the conflict between two civilizations. However, my king has been in conflict with this all his life. In the end, her descendants recognized human civilization, drove a fat car and put on lipstick, and called us 'you'."

Yin Xiaoru scratched her head.

If you imagine yourself as the Fox King or Shang Zhaoye, you might really want to cry.

"In front of this matter, all other thoughts can be put aside first." Shang Zhaoye said: "I don't know what Father God thinks about this. It is obvious that what we inherit is his civilization, but he is playing impartiality here.

Bu Yi - we only recognize him as the way of heaven, but humans don't recognize him. Isn't it too funny to play fair here?"

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"I don't dare to question Father God, so I will tell you. Please make it clear, otherwise you may always think that we are inexplicably greedy for power. At this time, we are still thinking about sectarianism and unifying mankind...

Shang Zhaoye smiled bitterly: "In fact, even from this perspective, we are the weak side now. As you said, we are actually under human threat. Even if they don't fight to save God's face, we can always rely on them."

This kind of saving face and living in humiliation, don’t you have any intention of self-improvement?”

Yin Xiaoru nodded silently, thinking from his perspective that he could indeed understand.

There is no right or wrong, they are all positions.

"We need a king who can gather people's hearts, even the false Father God before... Father God said that I can do it on my own, but I am really not enough. I don't have enough practice, and I don't have enough blood talent. Even if I can practice to the point of infinity one day,

At the top of the phase, we don’t know what happened in the year of the monkey, and we can’t solve the problem. So either the late king revives immediately, or the princess carries the flag... Father God is crooked, otherwise we choose the former, then we have to consider the latter."

Yin Xiaoru said: "What's the use of me? I'm just a little fox with a heart of music. How can I be more useful than Sister Shang?"

"Some people may think it is useless, but it is a reassurance, a flag, and a sense of expectation to move forward with a goal, instead of being confused and scattered, with their own plans. The princess should know the history of mankind, even if she wants to raise an infant child

There must be a little emperor who wets the bed."

Yin Xiaoru looked at her steadily for a while, then sighed: "Sister Shang is a persistent and determined person."

"Maybe. In fact, in the practice of immortality, persistence and determination have different meanings. Persistence may not be a good thing, but determination is." Shang Zhaoye smiled: "Father God asked me to find boundaries with him. This can be considered a part of it.

, but how am I qualified to find it with him..."

"Yes." Xia Guixuan's message suddenly came from the void: "Can you, Priest Shang, talk about it? Come and play chess with me?"
Chapter completed!