People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

On the long table desk shrouded in the fog of time, the unspeakable great is at the desk.

Fetal parchment tanned with the blood of dire, bearing the guidance and twist of fate.

The real person with black hair and black eyes wrote:

"...The temptation to climb to the sky in one step is so strong, especially after seeing Mr. Lan, a member of the great million-beloved member and member of the Development and Strategy Committee, power, status, and strength have become lure spots and fall into the abyss of succubus, everything is so It will come naturally.”

"However, a despicable ant, how dare to have such arrogant thoughts? This must be someone who distorted Madara's poor fate. The real person is aware of the fate...Canyun..."

The historian's pen was suddenly stuck, as if it was grasped by an invisible hand, and could no longer advance half a step.

The holding hand turned the tip of the pen and wrote again: "The Master of Miracles has detected the thread of destiny!"

pat!

Ning Xiuyuan put down the historian's pen, crossed his fingers and placed it under his chin, a sneer evoked at the corner of his mouth.

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In the real temple on the edge of the Yoggs Ramsay mine, a biochemical puppet appeared as Saint Ning Xiuyuan, looked at Banana and said with a smile:

"I appreciate your courage, but I don't think you can control the Old Ones, even if he is immature."

"I have a way, as long as you give me a chance, I am willing to be your servant and serve your glory forever!"

"An old servant, sounds very good. Well, come with me!"

When Ning Xiuyuan raised his hand, a wisp of blue smoke emerged from his fingertips, and the smoke was swirling around, forming a gateway to a certain destination in the Dreamland.

"Great real person, please give me time to prepare, I need to prepare enough computing power." Madara said quickly.

Ning Xiuyuan restrained his smile and said, "I'm waiting for your news!"

After speaking, the biochemical puppet suddenly turned into a pool of festering flesh, like a melted wax figure, slumped into mud.

…

"This spot is a conspiracy." In the dreamland, Dawn reminded.

"Why do you say that?" Ning Xiuyuan asked.

"It's too coincidental that he appeared! You are asking for something, and you are afraid that you will not be interested in Gadamon because of your flawed words in the tower."

Liming said with a serious face, but under the background of the overly cute face, this seriousness has a bit of a homely feeling.

"Then what do you think the other party's purpose is?" Ning Xiuyuan asked with interest.

"The essence of negotiation is to achieve the goal at the lowest cost."

Dawn talked eloquently:

"Gadamon is an old ruler anyway, even if he is immature. The Migo family is not qualified to despise an old ruler."

"So I have reason to think that the other party's purpose is to take back Gadamon."

"It's just that if you negotiate with you with this purpose in mind, you will inevitably be opened up by the lion. It's better to be tempted to make you interested and finally achieve your goal."

"I suspect that even if you reject Madara, he will still try to contact you."

Ning Xiuyuan nodded: "Listen to what you mean, Migo has another purpose?"

Li Ming said: "This conspiracy is too vulgar! So I suspect that this is just a conspiracy to hide the truth, and the other party's ultimate goal is you, the real person!"

Ning Xiuyuan was silent.

He had already thought about this possibility.

In other words, after seeing Zatoguya, the **** of toads again, his mentality has undergone a subtle change, and he has already developed "persecution paranoia".

Whoever it is, he will consider this.

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"Didn't you already make a choice? Why ask me?"

Ning Xiuyuan smiled and said, "What do you think of millions of pets?"

Li Ming pouted his lips and sneered:

"There are so many cosmic organizations. Francis and the Rose of Thorns Magic Association all involve members of the gods. What's so strange about an organization of millions of favored people? It's just a group of interest alliances!"

Ning Xiuyuan was not embarrassed to be mocked, he nodded thoughtfully:

"It doesn't sound like it would be a loss to join this group."

Dawn did not speak.

Ning Xiuyuan stopped talking.

He was in charge of the Master of Miracles, and faintly saw a slightly disturbed thread of fate on Madara.

The traces of the disturbance were so slight that if it weren't for the cooperation of the miraculous master and the historian's brush, they would not have been noticed at all.

Ning Xiuyuan suspected that the Migo tribe did not deliberately target him, but took advantage of the greedy character of "Spot" to send him to this barren land.

In his long and boring career on duty, his greedy character must have forced him to take desperate risks.

Then it is not surprising to contact the **** of dawn, and then contact the **** of sleep, Arthurs.

Of course, considering that the real people have a close relationship with Arthur, and that the real people have stolen the consciousness and divinity of the mechanical undead god, most of them will be interested in some of the technologies of the Migo family.

Therefore, the possibility of real people coming into contact with the spots is also very high.

All in all, this is not so much a deliberate fate arrangement as it is a case of making the most of the situation.

Therefore, even the gods who are in charge of the power of destiny, it is difficult to detect the traces of the arrangement.

'Noth Calamity... Is... Migo...'

Ning Xiuyuan pondered these key words, and was about to ponder the possible connection, when his spirituality suddenly moved, he reached into the void and grabbed a magic letter.

When I opened the letter, I saw a line of text that appeared on the originally empty letter:

Gleuvo, 9th of July, Dusk

"Twilight Priory? Why does the Lord of the Stars still hold the Twilight Priory? Could it be that he still has the Nameless Mist in his hand, or... hey, didn't he realize that the Twilight person has been replaced by you?"

Liming stood beside him, looking at the letter in Ning Xiuyuan's hand, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart and kept mumbling.

Ning Xiuyuan leaned back slightly, just in time to see Dawn's heels standing on tiptoe and about to fall.

Good guy, he just said how can this dwarf melon see the magic letter in his hand? Emotions are on tiptoe.

Liming looked at Ning Xiuyuan's actions, his face darkened. Even though Ning Xiuyuan didn't say anything, he felt extremely insulted.

"The Lord of Twilight is the Lord of the Stars?" Ning Xiuyuan asked.

"It's the Eye of the Deep Sky!" Dawn exclaimed angrily.

"How do you know that the Lord of the Stars didn't find it? What if He deliberately called it to try to enter my monastery?" Ning Xiuyuan pretended not to notice, and continued to ask.

"Stupid, I don't even know this! The Twilight Priory of the Lord of the Stars is not fixed."

"Why do you say that?" Ning Xiuyuan was not annoyed, but asked with interest.

"He is secretly developing some Blasphemers, and the reporting time of these Blasphemers is fixed."

"What if it's fraud?"

"If it's a fraud, what's the benefit of doing this?" Liming asked rhetorically.

Ning Xiuyuan was stunned, and after a while, he gently shook his head.

'Walking in the footsteps of collective consciousness and dreams, echoing the ravings of slumber and slumber of all beings, keeper of the gates of eternal sleep, shelter of slumber and good dreams, thy admirer, pray thy gaze and blessing! ’

Another phantom prayer sounded in Ning Xiuyuan's ear.

Ning Xiuyuan followed the sound and saw, yes, Angel Fitzgerald, the second-fifth boy, has come to borrow high-ranking characteristics again.