The two of them looked at me and I looked at you, both of them were expressionless, and their two small white mist-shaped fists were tirelessly pounding their shoulders. The scene was a bit funny.

"Where did you, a little demon who just came out of the mountain?" Yin Xiaoru finally couldn't help asking.

"Just just coming out of the mountain, it does not mean that the practice time on the mountain is short."

"What do you mean, you are quite practicing?"

"I never said I was a little demon."

Yin Xiaoru looked at him and curled her lips.

Maybe he may have some tricks, not that he only knows some medical skills in his preconceived ideas, but aren’t you all using low-level techniques? What are you proud of?

Forget it, those who have just come out of the mountain are so confident, and reality will soon teach him how to be a human being.

Xia Guixuan asked back: "Why do you know so few? This shouldn't be true. Just relying on talent, there are a lot of magic to use."

Yin Xiaoru said lazily: "There are a few types. I haven't studied much and I have practiced my strength to eat. I haven't used the gun yet... I just need to practice a little as a special means."

Xia Guixuan: “…”

Yin Xiaoru walked past him, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the neon lights outside the window, with a little confused eyes.

After a while, she whispered: "It has only been more than two hundred years since humans arrived at Canglong Star, but the changes have been earth-shaking. There are many confused gods like you, and many of them are still unwilling to accept this technological change. Humans and gods have become hostile from the honeymoon period to now, and there are also factors in this regard."

She didn't dare to make it clear before that she was a demon. Now both sides have agreed to their identity and finally opened up.

In just over two hundred years, the indigenous people may be incredible to turn the world into this shape, but Xia Guixuan could accept it. After all, he had passed by the earth and knew that his hometown country had only been more than a hundred years since "ancient" to "modern".

A strange word caught his attention: "The Godborn..."

"Did you feel the way of heaven and do not feel the faintly engraved shape of the Canglong?" Yin Xiaoru said: "The Canglong Star and the God of God are all named according to this. We believe that the Father God is a transformed into a Canglong dragon, and we are all descendants of the Dragon God's blood - although humans believe that this is nonsense from genetic analysis."

There is no need for genetic analysis, and Xia Guixuan also knows that it is nonsense.

Where did the divine dragons come from in the early days of this planet? Dinosaurs are almost the same... If they say that they have the laws of heaven to understand, they are probably engraved in the spiritual energy they have scattered.

He is not a dragon... but there are indeed some connections, so now he comes out of the gate today and the dragon appears in the clouds, which is a typical example.

It is not surprising that others will understand the image of the dragon from his "Tao Rules".

He could already analyze what was going on in this world.

Yin Xiaoru was saying: "The gods also have different races, and the dragons have nine sons, and they are different... Humans are used to calling us all kinds of demon races, which is that simple."

"Are humans invaders?"

"No." Yin Xiaoru said: "This is a human immigration fleet that was straying into the interstellar wormhole and flew away. It lost its original goal and lost its connection with its mother planet. It was confused and seeking a new place to settle down. At that time, the Canglong Star was also invading a strange star. This human fleet helped us repel the invaders and stayed to develop and reproduce."

"So it has gradually occupied the magpie's nest over the past two hundred years, and the gods have been compressed in their living space?" Xia Guixuan was a little surprised. Can the monks really not be able to deal with human technology?

"The specificity is a bit complicated... It is a difficult proposition for different ethnic groups to live in peace forever, let alone different planetary civilizations? These few words are hard to explain, you can slowly understand." Yin Xiaoru said: "Anyway, you have a watch now, so just search for general information."

“How to search?”

"Press the button in the middle of the watch and a virtual light screen will appear."

Xia Guixuan was stunned: "Then?"

Yin Xiaoru had a stern face: "Artificially retarded chick classmate, shout at me, it will tell you that it is there, and then just ask."

"...Why does it sound a bit like shouting that the old man in the land gets out?"

"Ha!" Yin Xiaoru smiled: "It's a bit like you say this, it's all about exploring information. Of course, when it's not convenient to speak, you can also enter text to search."

Xia Guixuan clicked on the virtual light curtain and stared at the dazzling array of signs on it.

This...it's more than one old man...

He has been playing around with his magic, and finally saw him silence all the time. Yin Xiaoru finally found a sense of superiority and looked very happy: "Now this watch is tied to my account, and I won't give you most of the permissions. Only when you have your own identity to open an account can you use more complete functions. It's almost dawn, and you can operate this matter soon. Now you can provide me with a script."

Xia Guixuan took back his mind from the light curtain: "Script?"

"Didn't you say it? To build a file that you have been a child, people never popped out of the cracks of the stone? At least you have to make up a similar experience. Let's talk about your real situation first, and I'll see how to adapt it."

Xia Guixuan shook his head: "My real situation is useless. No matter how you adapt it, you can't enter the archives. Why not just make it up?"

"Are you still panting?" Yin Xiaoru said contemptly: "How bizarre can the monkeys come out of your mountain? Master or a true immortal? Open a cave to pay homage to the emperor, and the Nine Heavens Xuannv live in your bed?"

Xia Guixuan said sincerely: "You are a little close..."

Yin Xiaoru laughed: "Okay, okay, it's not difficult to make up stories, but I want to find out your bottom line. Everyone is not stupid, don't be careless."

Of course, Xia Guixuan knew that this was what Yin Xiaoru was exploring his background. This is the meaning of the question. As everyone gets deeper, the origin cannot be entirely based on their imagination.

Anyway, he has no intention of lying to others, just say you are willing to believe it.

"Actually, I am the Immortal Emperor..."

"If you want to give the English name, you can call it sindy." Yin Xiaoru rolled her eyes: "Stop talking about this is useless, I've talked about it since I was a child."

Just know.

If you really want to say that the Immortal Emperor is not the Immortal Emperor, you can still use your strength to show it, but what you really need is a story from childhood to adulthood, not this...

"When I was a child..." Xia Guixuan considered it: "This is a very distant story... I am a person who is sensible... According to later generations, I was called the prince. I didn't call it that at that time, after all, there was no previous example. Although I was the eldest son, the inheritance rights were not that stable..."

Yin Xiaoru glanced at him sideways, her eyes looking dangerous.

Xia Guixuan said: "After my father passed away, there were a few brothers who had never fought over me, so they just sang...so I succeeded to the throne."

Yin Xiaoru grabbed the pillow on the bed and smashed it on him: "You have been the Monkey King, have you?"

Xia Guixuan said slowly: "At that time, I was not called the king... the queen."

Yin Xiaoru was suddenly happy: "Does monkeys also have beauty? Are you the queen? Is your king handsome?"

Xia Guixuan closed his mouth speechlessly.

It's terrible to be uneducated.

Yin Xiaoru really didn't know about the distant earth culture. There were not many humans in this world who studied the ancient history of the parent star, let alone her, a little fox in this star? But no matter what culture, only by trusting Xia Guixuan's nonsense can he have ghosts.

"Forget it." Yin Xiaoru was in a good mood after accidentally rotting for a while, and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense again: "Everyone met by chance, you refused to tell me, and I didn't force me... In fact, I can guess where you came from. Judging from your appearance and age, it is obviously the young species left by the gods who evacuated the northern continent after the human gods' war twenty-four years ago."

Xia Guixuan felt that this was about herself. Twenty-four years old was her age, and her bone age was at a glance.

This is why she is willing to help, and she feels that it is not only the same tribe, but also the same illness.

But how did she become a human lady...

They are all people with stories, who is willing to make a brief statement easily?

Xia Guixuan knew that the reason why he dared to tell his story casually was because no one believed it. If the other party might believe it, he might not tell it.
Chapter completed!