The young man, who was very small, saw a photo frame in the desk, and the family of four was smiling brightly.

Especially this little boy, grinning with a big mouth, slimming his teeth, and smiling very brightly.

I guess at this time when I took the photo, the little boy was a small trumpet created by the god of the northern world and didn't know anything.

The family of four looks quite happy.

"You wait for me to finish my homework!" the little boy muttered resentful.

The young woman's voice came from the living room: "What's wrong with finishing her homework?"

The little boy looked desperate, rolled his eyes desperately, bit his pen with his mouth, and sighed.

The little boy didn't say anything in the afternoon.

A man's voice came from outside at night, and he must have just returned home from get off work.

Then the young woman called the little boy out for dinner. During the meal, she asked you and heard the young woman complaining to her husband.

"You don't know how overdo he is!"

"I have gained my skills and learned to talk back!"

"I cleaned up hard. I didn't get rid of the house for three days. If I don't clean up properly, I just don't know what authority means!"

Then the man's gentle laughter came: "Children are always playful. Didn't we do this when we were young?"

"So we can't do it now!"

"I don't have to put all my hopes on him. In fact, although we are not rich now, we are still doing well."

"The key is that he must have a future!"

"Our ancestors have let their children go through generations. Whatever they do, what will happen?"

"These people who don't play are all promising, and those who are smart can play every day are promising. Those who are not very smart and are greedy to play, what is the promising?"

"What can I do when I grow up? Isn't I still hang out at the bottom of society? I will accomplish nothing until I get old!"

The woman couldn't stop talking, and the machine gun fired again - da da da da da da da da da!

The little boy sat there without saying a word, barely slicing rice, quickly finished the rice in the bowl, put the chopsticks and said, "I'm full!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the room and gently closed the door.

Through the door, you can hear the young woman's complaints-

"Look at you? You're still angry with me!"

The little boy let out a long sigh, then came to the desk with a gloomy face and turned the Wenjun, who had become more than an inch tall.

Facing him, he then formed seals with both hands, set up a barrier with some difficulty, and then untied the seal of your conversation.

Then he looked at her coldly.

"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha!"

After holding it in for an afternoon, Wenjun looked at the little boy with a gloomy face and could no longer help it. Although he couldn't move, he burst into laughter.

"Wang Xiaohu...hahaha, I'm so laughing!"

The little boy sat there motionlessly, just like the ugly statue made of yellow mud, just looking at you coldly.

"Have you laughed enough?" he asked.

Although the voice is still tender, you can feel the endless anger hidden inside that does not belong to the child at all.

"No, it will take a while..."

It is a huge lack to say that Xiaobai has no normal family life experience, but I ask you, isn’t that the case?

Whether in ancient times or today... As for the more distant ancient times, just listen to it. God knows whether this little brat is telling the truth or is talking nonsense?

Anyway, for Wenjun, this kind of family life that has descended to the lowest level of the world is also something she lacks.

The great god of the north, the super ancient god with a terrifying realm, the tribe is super powerful, and any follower is a superior god... Any series of identities that can be scared to death by taking out.

But he was treated by a young woman in the mortal world.

There is a kind of awesome person who calls me your mother!

Just like Xiaobai broke through the realm at that time, I also gained a lot this afternoon!

Of course, it would be unrealistic to say that she could break through the seal of the northern gods.

The other party's methods are too clever and too powerful, and there is no way to resist.

Looking back now, the moment the other person's statue fragments were forcibly merged, the next thing was destined.

The little boy looked at the question who was still smiling silly, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to finish laughing. Anyway, you're going to die. If you want to laugh, just laugh."

"Okay, don't laugh anymore, come on, if you want to kill me, kill me." Wenjun laughed enough, and felt refreshed. His own shortcomings were quietly filled in without realizing it.

"So straightforward?" The little boy was somewhat surprised.

I have to admit that nearly ten years of mortal life still had a great impact on him.

Although he has awakened all his memories and possessed unfathomable magic power, some of his actions are still somewhat different from the noble gods in the past.

He could feel it himself, but it was difficult to overcome it completely.

"What about that?" Wenjun looked at him.

I heard Daoxi was dead. Although I could not break the seal and leave here, no matter what, I could see what the real family life was like.

The only regret is that I will never see Xiaobai and the others again.

If I had known this, I might as well have just met Liu Guangyue and Zijin.

It's too late to say anything now.

"You don't want to know why I am like this? Why should a secular mortal, dare to treat me like this? Don't you want to know?" The little boy looked at him with a gloomy face.

He was unwilling to give up if he didn't explain this clearly!

It ruined his reputation for life!

"I don't want to." Ask you very simply.

He almost choked the little boy to death.

Although I was a little curious at first, when you asked this, I suddenly became not curious!

The Great King of the North is very smart, and I’m not that stupid.

Everyone is dead, why should I satisfy your little thoughts before I die?

"I have to say it!" The little boy's anger instantly filled up.

Wenjun looked at him expressionlessly.

"Damn it! This is the rule I set myself!"

"I didn't expect to limit myself to death!"

"I clearly have a huge amount of magic power, but I am trapped by the rules and cannot reach the sky in one step."

The little boy was furious and gritted his teeth.

It doesn't look scary, it's quite cute.

"I know that my life span is not much, but I also encounter problems with the main plane of the human world. At this time, if I want to prolong my life, either the Creation Liquid or the body is taken away and reborn."

"But I can't refine the Creation Liquid from some gods in the temple. If I do that, I will be torn to pieces by several other great gods in an instant!"

"So I instructed people to look for the little thief who stole the Creation Liquid back then. I didn't expect you to get stuck in a strike. I didn't see who you really were at that time, so I let you go."

"Who ever thought you would be the great god of the north back then?"

"Are those you said before... true?" asked Jun Youyou.

"Nonsense! What is my identity and status, what is your origin? Will I lie to you?"

The little boy stared at him and his anger was still very high.

"As a result, the Creation Liquid was not recovered, but my life span suddenly completely dried up!"

"Originally, there are hundreds of people who are happy to live in the year, but for some reason I suddenly saw the bottom of the situation."

"I think about it now, it is precisely because of your return that the vow that year has begun to come true!"

"It was also that moment that I looked back and saw a corner of the future, and saw through your true body!"

Ask you quietly looked at the little boy.

The little boy murmured: "The temple collapsed, and the gods fell one after another... I can't accept or bear the result."

"At that moment, I saw that you were not awakened and knew that if you were given time, you would definitely grow up quickly."

"The God of Deduction is also a trash! Idiot!"

"The son of luck who is the best in the world in deduction and fortune, is simply a pile of shit!"

"If I don't intervene, you can still survive the crisis safely this time. The idiot of Creation will not only not punish you for the sake of face, but will even comfort you kindly and help you heal and then give you a lot of top resources!"
To be continued...