After smashing for a while, he was a little tired, so Mir quickly put down the magic conch to have a rest.

Enough rest and continue.

Suddenly, I feel that this true god is a bit frustrated... Is Father really forced this guy to almost die?

"Did you die kid? Do you know how painful it is?!" A voice suddenly sounded exasperated, and the bloody arm pushed Mir away, causing the little guy to fall over.

The little guy looked in Laplace's direction suspiciously.

This tone...is not like that of Laplace who has always been calm.

who cares!After all this, he dared to push Lord Mir!

Mir stood up angrily, picked up the magic conch and smashed it again...

End of this chapter

Dreams are superficial thoughts after sleep. In this case, people's thinking ability has dropped to a level, and they cannot distinguish right from wrong and common sense, or in fact, the so-called common sense does not exist at all?

She likes the feeling of dreaming after falling asleep. She used to live the same life without any suspense every day, so she didn't have much expectation for life, and she didn't think her life was so exciting.

If the day is not going well, when you dream at night, you can have rich and wonderful experiences that you have not encountered during the day, even if it is a nightmare.

Having a good dream and being happy all night, even if you don’t remember anything after waking up, it’s considered a profit.

After having a nightmare, the sense of sobriety after waking up is also very interesting. When life is boring, she still has someone to act like a baby.

At least when she was sleeping, she wouldn't feel like she was dead, unable to think, or even feel her own existence. Giving half of her life to the world without realizing it, she felt like wasting her life in vain.

The experience in this dream is still very long. The role she gave herself is a god with the highest existence, which is a rare role.

Possessing the power of "all-knowing and all-seeing", even things that haven't happened can be predicted in advance, and calculated well, so that things will develop in the best direction.

A life without any sense of meaning, anticipation, or tension.

It is meaningless to follow the fixed route that has been "predicted" and blindly pursue the "best", just like a fixed life, and knowing the end.

If it's just for living, what's the point of living like this?

But every time things went smoothly, she would feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction, which belonged to her and didn't belong to her.

She seemed to have no humanity at all, she could only be alone, preparing to fight against a stronger existence, treating the lower-level beings as ants and pawns, but she didn't care about them...

So, of course, she got the price she deserved—she woke up, and woke up in pain.

She was in severe pain, whether it was the skin or the internal organs, this feeling was really uncomfortable, like being smashed into meat sauce by a meteorite, but she was not dead yet, and even the pain-sensing nerves were still intact.

She was sure that she had never experienced such a painful feeling in her life, whether it was her arm being crushed or her heart and lungs being pierced.

As soon as she regained her vision, she saw a little thing holding a conch the same size as her own head, raising it over her head and smashing it down, whipping her miserable corpse. Spit it out.

She treats this little thing so well on weekdays, is this how she treats herself?

With her restored right hand, she tried her best to push the little thing away. She didn't have the slightest sympathy for the little guy sitting on the ground. It should be said that this punishment was too light.

What she never expected was that instead of remembering the lesson after falling down, the little thing became even more violent when she stood up... Repeating the action of lifting the conch above her head and dropping it down.

……

……

Tired of smashing it, Mir put down the magic conch, bent down and supported his knees, panting heavily.

But when she saw Laplace recovering from the wound faster and faster, she became anxious and didn't dare to rest, so she hurriedly continued her actions.

All this is for Xiao Yezi's revenge!

This thought seemed to be the driving force for the little guy's actions, and she felt that if Xiao Yezi was still alive, she would be so touched by her actions that she would cry.

But her physical strength is limited because she can't use magic power, and Laplace's recovery power is getting stronger and stronger, and finally the speed of her whipping the corpse can't keep up with the speed of the other party's recovery.

"..."

The exhausted little guy quickly stepped back and kicked the magical conch aside, pretending that he didn't do it just now, panting in space with a "haha" while looking at Laplace vigilantly.

Laplace supported the ground with both hands, and slowly stood up. The flesh and blood fell from the surface of her skin, causing the devil strawberry that had just been embedded in his wound to fall directly to the ground.

After fully recovering, Laplace no longer had a beautiful appearance, and her white skirt spontaneously ignited due to the impact just now, so now she is directly naked, with that slender figure, and white and smooth skin It was directly exposed to the little guy.

"..."

It just feels a little shorter and more girlish, and the eyes have changed from blood red to black.

The biggest difference is that Laplace has never had any obvious mood swings, but at this moment he is staring at Mir sullenly, his teeth itching with anger, and his expression looks like he wants to stew her on the spot, but with Hate is far from it.

"..."

Seeing Laplace like this, Mir was stunned for a moment, then moved his short legs and ran slowly in front of Xia Ye in this place with extremely light gravity, jumped up and pointed her small hand at her exposed flat. The booth greeted us with a "snap".

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" "

Finally found!Sayoko is still there!

Xia Ye's face darkened immediately, and she put her hands on Mir's armpits and stomach, took her off his waist and put her back on the ground, then poked her head with her index finger:

"Don't you know it hurts just now?? Did I never spank your ass?"

Although naked, a girl like this in front of Mir is not shy at all now, and now she has to settle the score with this little guy.

If it weren't for the fact that there is no pot at all, she would immediately lift Mir into the pot to scare her.

This nasty little white-eyed wolf hurt her for nothing.

Xia Ye stretched out her hand to teach Mir a lesson.

Seemingly not noticing the girl's anger, Mir hugged Xia Ye's waist, buried his small face on her flat and smooth stomach, and said in a voice with a hint of grievance:

"Yezi, how did you become that woman? She would only bully me... Without you, I wouldn't be allowed to go to the Demon Mirror's birthday... and grandma left alone... and there..."

Xia Ye's outstretched hand froze in the air, and then slowly lowered it.

She put her hands on Mir's head.

Yes, she lost her own existence.

No one remembers her, and Mir was given by the guy who looked exactly like her...

Listening to Mir uttering the words sentence by sentence, and finally becoming slurred, Xia Ye fell silent.

Without her in the world, the sun will still rise normally, she naturally has this self-knowledge.

But it turned out that without her, there would be so many troubles. The grandmother did not die well, the house was abandoned, Ashiya did not get to know the cat girl and the others through herself, and her birthday was spent in an awkward atmosphere...

Perhaps for some people, oneself is quite important?

The girl squatted down, her naked appearance made her pose very shy, but there were no intelligent creatures here except her, and the only one was Mir.

Xia Ye's forehead was pressed against Mir's forehead: "It's great that you're fine..."

That scene with Laplace was lying to her, it was so good...

After all, Mir has killed angels before.

"Crack!" This was the sound of Mir's two small hands clapping on Xia Ye's face, and Mir directly clamped her face with his own.

"It's great that you're fine!" The little guy said angrily. She poked her forehead with one hand just like Xia Ye did just now, and pinched her waist with the other hand, like a little adult: "Do you know?" I am worried about you?"

"Yeah." Xia Ye hugged Mir tightly.

At least, someone still remembers her.

I vaguely remember what Laplace did these days, which seems to have brought a lot of trouble to the Rainbow Wing Kingdom. The important thing is...

Even if she can't use the so-called "all-seeing and omniscient", her "fate" power seems to have risen to a terrifying level now, although she doesn't know how to use it.

Why did she suddenly replace Laplace?

She roughly knew a certain reason, it was because of the devil strawberries brought by Mir.

The girl picked up the devil strawberry on the ground and stared blankly at it.

This thing is Xia Lulu and Miss Devil...

"Give it to you!" Mir waved generously at Xia Ye and said, "I call it 'Grass Poison'."

"..."

Xia Ye rubbed Mir's head, closed his eyes and organized his thoughts.

It seems that there are quite a lot of things to think about, and there are quite a lot of things to panic about.

So... what should we do now in this situation?

The girl turned her head and looked at the vast universe.

End of this chapter

The girl couldn't go back, she knew this herself, Laplace would be excluded from the world, and herself who was one with him would naturally be no exception.

The puppet body used to descend into the world disappeared, and Xia Ye disappeared for some reason. Laplace knew everything about her, but she knew almost nothing about Laplace.

Speaking of which, Mir is just a puppet, and Mir is also a god?It seems that it is really...

No, the girl at this time can see that the appearance of the little girl Mir is real, so why is she not excluded when her body is exposed to the world?

From the looks of it, she should be different from the "True God", otherwise why is she usually so weak.

The devil strawberry separated her from Laplace's consciousness, so her individuality as "Summer Night" was restored. This is obvious, but this part of her was able to separate Laplace's consciousness. To replace it back, is this also because of the devil strawberry?

Laplace's status is unknown, it's a very dangerous situation...

Although she is in space, she doesn't feel any discomfort at all... Is she still human now?

No...or it should be said, she probably couldn't be considered a pure human from the beginning.

The exposed skin is a bit chilly, and the soles of the feet are not very comfortable on this broken planet. Xia Ye can't understand why Laplace has the habit of bare feet, just as she can't understand why Laplace's seat is Like a wheelchair.

I didn't expect to be able to come to outer space in my lifetime... I didn't feel the vastness and my own insignificance in my heart. Is this influenced by Laplace?

Under Mir's impatient expression, Xia Ye silently touched her head and stared at the vast starry sky in a daze.

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