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"Father, what is God?"

Zhong Linlang was awakened by the childish and tender voice.

Just now, she just felt that she was hit by something, and when she realized it, she had already been brought into her memory.

In the memory of the man wearing the sapphire mask.

"God is the one who protects all living beings and takes pity on the world." A gentle voice came, and Zhong Linlang looked over and found that it was a man in a fine attire, with a jade crown and hair, and a refined appearance.

With just one glance, Zhong Linlang could tell that this was the leader of the Protoss clan when it was born ten thousand years ago, and he was also the first Lord of the Heavenly Palace ten thousand years ago, Zunshen Qingzhou.

The respected god Qingzhou has passed away for nearly 1 years.

Could it be that this little boy is the masked man?

Why... are you calling Father?Before that, she had never heard that Lord Qingzhou had a young son.

The childish voice of the little boy came again, "Then God, will he die?"

Zhong Linlang followed the voice and found that the speaker was a very young boy with two buns tied into his head, and his round face was very cute, but he had no facial features.

The whole face is blank.

She heard Venerable Qingzhou chuckle, and said softly, "Of course not."

The little boy jumped up for joy, circled Qingzhou Zunshen several times, then hugged his legs, raised his head and said happily, "That's great, so Father can always be with Ah Ci!"

Ah Ci, so his name is Ah Ci.

Qing Zhou respectfully hugged him back and patted his shoulder lightly.

As soon as the picture changed, Ah Ci hid outside the side door of the Hall of Eternal Life, eavesdropping on what was said inside.

Zhong Linlang walked to his side.

"My lord, you still have to think twice about this matter. The existence of that child is a disaster. He is not a god, but a delusion of God's obsession. If you keep him soft-hearted, something will happen if you don't keep it right." The voice heard Looking a little old, Zhong Linlang saw a gray-haired old man talking to Qingzhou Zunshen when he looked through the crack of the door.

"He has a name, and his name is Jiuci." Venerable Qing Zhou shook his head, "So what if it was an illusion of obsession? It was the protoss who raised this obsession and made it take human form. I believe that Tiangong also has it." With this ability, Jiu Ci turns into a god form."

It is impossible to become a god with obsession.

"If the gods are reluctant, then the old man will do justice for the heavens." The old man sighed with hatred, filled with righteous indignation.

"No." Venerable Qingzhou frowned, but still spoke softly, "Please don't make decisions without authorization, Qingzhou will not give up the nine speeches, and please look at my face, don't give up again." Bring it up."

He turned around, looking determined to go.

The old man sighed heavily.

"I believe in Ah Ci, he is like my child." Qingzhou Zunshen added, "He is also a child of the entire Protoss."

"Old gentleman, please go back." Qingzhou issued the order to evict the guest.

Hearing this, the little boy ran away quickly.

He had no face, so Zhong Linlang didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Jiu Ci ran back to his palace, but kept repeating, "Qing Zhou will not give up Jiu Ci."

Qingzhou will not give up Jiu Ci.

Over and over again, like a mantra, lingering in his mind.

He was originally an illusion of God's obsession, without lust and heart.

Zhong Linlang guessed that he might not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Sure enough, Jiu Ci repeated this sentence several times, then shook his head, and went to play in the house.

He really doesn't understand.

But he wants to understand.

At night, when the maid washed his feet, Jiu Ci looked down at his little white feet and asked curiously, "Feng Na, what do you mean 'will not give up Jiu Ci'?"

Feng Na paused her hands, then smiled softly at him, "The meaning of this sentence is that all the gods in the gods will always be with His Highness Jiuci."

What a beautiful explanation.

In fact, except for Jiuci himself, everyone else knows that he is quite controversial in the Protoss.

He also doesn't know how much pressure Qingzhou Zunshen has put on for him.

Zhong Linlang didn't know what happened afterwards, which changed this innocent little boy beyond recognition.

Under the protection of Qingzhou, the little boy lived a fairly good life.He is carefree, shuttles between various palaces, no one plays with him, many gods look down on him and regard him as a thorn in his side, but he doesn't seem to be sad at all, he just enjoys himself, and he is his best playmate with.

Maybe Jiu Ci doesn't know what it means to be sad.

Zhong Linlang thought of Fu Jingce inexplicably.

He is really similar to Jiuci, but he doesn't seem to be as optimistic as Jiuci.

The time in the memory passed quickly, and Jiuci grew up a lot in a blink of an eye, but the facial features on that face hadn't grown yet.

He sat at the table, a little restless.

Although he was flipping a book in his hand, Zhong Linlang knew that his mind was not on that.

Jiuci stood up and lay down on the bed.

It was night, and his bed was facing the window.

The windows were left open, and the sky full of stars fell into the house.

Jiuci rested his head on his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he got up, took out a bronze mirror from under the pillow, and looked at it carefully.

In the mirror he has no face.

Zhong Linlang looked at him quietly.

Suddenly, Jiu Ci noticed that a figure was faintly reflected in the bronze mirror.

Before he could dodge in time, he was hit by a ray of fairy light, and he fell down uncontrollably.

The person who came was Laojun, and he never gave up the idea of ​​killing Jiu Ci for so many years.

The firepower of Jiuci mana training is not enough, and after barely catching one or two moves of Laojun, he is already exhausted.

Laojun waved his whisk, and with one stroke, he easily cut Jiuci's face.

There was an inexplicable gash on the blank face, and Jiu Ci unconsciously reached out to cover it, but he didn't know what pain was.

"Look at what you look like now!" Laojun frowned, and said mercilessly, "You don't even have a face! You are just an illusion of obsession, how can you live!"

Nine words do not understand.

It's really funny to say that his life was given by these gods, but they want him to die again and again, just because of those vain conjectures?
He wanted to become a god, but no one gave him a chance.

Laojun raised his fly fly high, wanting to kill him, but was stopped by Qingzhou Zunshen who rushed over.

That was the first time Jiu Ci saw his father get so angry.

Father's temper is notoriously good, and he has never been so serious as he is now.

Jiuci has no eyes, but he suddenly wants to cry.

The matter ended with Laojun leaving in despair.

I saw Venerable Qing Zhou kneeling in front of Jiu Ci, silent, and reached out to touch the glaring cut on his face.

"I'm sorry, Ah Ci." He said, "It's my father's negligence that he didn't protect you well."

Nine words shook his head.

"Father," he raised his head and asked, "When will Jiuci be able to live in an upright manner?"

This question came to him on the spur of the moment, and he thought it was nothing, but his father's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The god Qingzhou kept saying sorry.

Jiuci suddenly felt a little sad.

He didn't know if this kind of emotion was the kind called "sadness". He just felt as if something was blocked in his heart and he couldn't breathe.

No one can answer his question.