Crossing the Collapsed Iron and Rebuilding Yalilo

A figure like a crystal sculpture appeared in the colorful clouds.

His face was blurred, and he wore a crown with a pearl curtain on his head.

It was as if he had been standing there quietly, watching everything in the world tirelessly repeating the same mistakes.

The people on the Dimon star all had an inexplicable thought in their minds. He was the memory star god, Fu Li.

Although they had stopped communicating with the outside world for a thousand years, they still maintained written contact with a few forces, including the Interstellar Peace Company.

The last time Fu Li appeared was at the last appearance of Louis Fleming, the founder and lifelong honorary director of the Interstellar Peace Company.

At that time, old Fleming was announcing his speech in public, intending to retire permanently and no longer attend any formal or informal events.

Before he finished speaking, bursts of colorful clouds appeared in the sky, and the light spread, shocking the people present.

Fu Li stood there without knowing when, like a ghost, as if he appeared out of thin air, and appeared at Louis Fleming's retirement scene.

The human beings who symbolize the greatest wealth of the river and the star god of memory looked at each other briefly, and then Fu Li disappeared.

And Louis Fleming also turned and left, and never appeared in the sight of the people again.

Xia Zhihui looked at Fu Li, and felt that he was familiar no matter how he looked at him.

How come you, a star god in charge of memory, have a look that can sweep the world and open up all directions?

Fu Li waved his sleeves in the sky, and crystals like snowflakes fell and flew towards the little girl.

Under Xia Zhihui's gaze, she grew up a few years older and is now a child.

He looked at the inventory of the system, and finally could only take out a pair of slippers for her.

After the little girl got off him, kicked her white bare feet, and put on the slippers, Xia Zhihui patted her butt and stood up again.

When everyone looked up again, half of the sky was filled with colorful clouds, with Fu Li standing in it, and the other half was covered with fog, and it was unclear who it was.

But everyone can understand that another star god has come!

And it seems that he is not a good person.

He has already asked aggressively

"Fu Li, what are you doing here?"

"Recording His Birth"

"Then why did you take action to help her grow?"

"That's a gift for you."

You're calling me so soon?"

The huge figure in the mist was silent for a moment.

"You should leave now. I don’t want to be your enemy."

Fu Li did not speak, but between heaven and earth, another low, seemingly emotionless voice appeared.

One after another, echoes joined His words, like a symphony.

"Myth, that's enough, stop it."

After a moment of silence, countless voices echoed between heaven and earth again.

"The universe should be balanced, and so should life and death."

The third Star God, the Balance Star God, has���As he named the person, everyone knew that the huge black shadow in the mist was the mysterious star god, Misty.

He raised his hand, and the mist spread out, gushing towards the girl next to Xia Zhihui.

"A hidden head and a tail, I have never seen"

"The other one sits firmly in the center of the pure land of memory, never caring about worldly affairs, just silently watching everything."

"You two, why do you stop me!"

The surging fog was like a wave between heaven and earth, and the places it engulfed were silent.

Xia Zhihui looked down at the petite figure beside him.

Should I block or not?

Will blocking be useful?

Or should I run or not?

If I run, what will happen to Sambo and Kanduo?

While hesitating, the little girl grabbed his hand, and the energy of fate came back like waves.

There is great terror between life and death, he understood a little bit, and raised one hand.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and the pink petals grew wildly like flames.

The blazing sky covers the seven rings, open!

Although he had thought of using this thing to try Kripper's hammer before, Xia Zhihui was still not sure when it came to using it to resist the attack of the star god.

Just as the fog was about to hit the shield, a laugh that resounded through the world came

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"So interesting!"

"At a time like this, how can I be missing Ahahahahaha!"

The innocent laughter instantly shook off the fog in front of Xia Zhihui, and even dispelled the fog in the sky.

Between Misty and Fu Li, a third figure appeared at some point.

He was wearing a colorful opera costume, and it seemed like a clown costume, changing all the time.

At the same time, there were countless masks, poker cards, colorful balls, and even owls, gold coins, and scary magic boxes around him. These props for playing with the world or himself were constantly blooming, jumping, and flying, changing all the time, repeating the most exciting moment, making it impossible to see his true face. One could only vaguely see a black shadow, holding his stomach and bending over with laughter among the countless props.

The fog of mystery had all dissipated, leaving only a black shadow in the sky

"Hahahaha, myth, how does it feel to have your clothes stripped clean?"

"Man, you play these mysterious things all day long, but you didn't expect to appear naked in front of the world today!"

He laughed heartily, as if he was about to die of laughter.

And there was laughter behind Xia Zhihui. He looked back and saw that Sangbo had come down from the wall without knowing when. At this moment, he laughed to his knees on the ground, supporting himself with one hand and pounding the ground with the other hand.

Looking at the tears of laughter in Sangbo's eyes, Xia Zhihui instantly understood why he chose a happy life.

And when he looked back at the sky again, Aha had already put on a crown with hanging pearl curtains, and many masks were connected, shaking his head constantly, and the pearl curtains collided, making a crisp sound.

Obviously, the crown he was wearing now was Fu Li's.

Fu Li didn't react yet, but Aha had already taken the initiative to admit it.

"Fu Li, I stole your hat!"

"Without a hat, you look like a bald head, hahahaha……"

Xia Zhihui broke out in a cold sweat, and the hand held by the little girl couldn't help but tighten a little.

You are worthy of being you, Aha! You have offended two of the three star gods as soon as you arrived. Although you just helped me, I still want to run away now.

I can't bear the rage of the two star gods now.

But Fu Li didn't say anything, as if he was just recording silently, as if he took out a small notebook to record grudges.

Amid the colorful clouds, a crystal crown appeared on his head again.

Mi Si sighed.

If it were just Hengjing and Fu Li, it would be fine. One of them hid in the world and only relied on believers to take action, and the other was absolutely objective and neutral. He only recorded everything, without disgust or favoritism. He never spoke even in the factional disputes of his subordinate Liuguang Yiting.

If it were just the two of them, Mi Si would still be very sure to take the little girl away.

But Aha came, even if the purpose was unclear, but with his idea of having fun, he might want to find out his true identity as a mysterious star god at this moment.

Forget it, retreat.

"Chunmei, Idrila, I will definitely come back."

The little girl took a step forward and looked at the huge black shadow in the sky without fear.

"I am not pure beauty, He is dead"

"I am...I am……"

She lowered her head in confusion for a moment, then looked up at Xia Zhihui

"What is your last name and surname?"

"Xia Zhihui.

She lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, then raised her head and said

"Please give me a name, I will take your last name."

Xia Zhihui looked at her pitiful eyes and his heart softened.

"OK, what kind of name should we give it?"

"The kind that you can tell I'm beautiful just by hearing it."

Xia Zhihui thought for a moment.

"How about you call yourself Xia Chanjuan?"

"It sounds bad, it's better to just call her Chanjuan."

Hard, Xia Zhihui's fist hardened.

How come you look less than ten years old, but you've already entered the rebellious period?

But she has taken another step forward, with a stubborn look on her cute and pretty face, she shouted at the black shadow in the sky that was gradually dissipating.

"Remember, I am the beautiful star god, my name is Xia Chanjuan!"