He's Super Sticky

The Peak of Chaos is the highest point in the God Realm, and it is also the place where Mo Yuan was born.

Mo Yuan couldn't remember exactly how long he had lived, he only knew that he was born immortal, he was born to be the ruler of the world.

When he was born, the world was in chaos, with whiteness everywhere, and there was no life in the world except him.

So he raised his hand, created the three thousand worlds with the energy of chaos, and left the fire of life in the three thousand worlds, and gradually there were life in the three thousand worlds, plants, animals, and appearances similar to him of humans.

He looked at the worlds created by him and there were still life, and there was a slight ripple in his heart.

Very light, very light, so light that he could almost ignore it.

He began to feel novelty.

Because of this novelty, he became a little bit attached to the three thousand worlds he created.

Gradually, these worlds slowly produced rules, and each world has a set of survival rules that match its world.

And every life in these worlds is writing their own wonderful stories.

The only difference is that, as the Creator, his life is still as plain as water.

Every day, he would wake up at his birthplace - the Peak of Chaos, and then silently watch the stories of every life in every world.

Those human beings created by him have emotions and desires that he doesn't understand, and these emotions and desires constitute their different personalities and different lives.

Joys and joys are unfolding in different forms in every world.

Those laughter, tears, anger, jealousy and other emotions are so vivid.

But Mo Yuan's heart was still as calm as water.

Even after watching the most tragic story in the Three Thousand Worlds, it still couldn't move him in the slightest.

He was born without emotion.

Maybe he doesn't understand feelings.

Waking up on the top of the chaos for thousands of years, Mo Yuan, who has always been emotionless, suddenly felt a little confused, so he waved his sleeves, randomly selected a world among the three thousand worlds, and entered it as a white light .

This is not the first time that Mo Yuan has left the Peak of Chaos and entered the Three Thousand Worlds.

As usual, he shuttled leisurely among the crowd, walking slowly, his golden eyes seemed to be carefully observing the world he was in, but he seemed to see nothing in his eyes.

Men and women coming and going on the street, as well as the sound of car horns, Mo Yuan interspersed among the crowd, still wearing the black robe that he, as a god, was transformed from the air of chaos.

There are complicated golden lines flowing on the black robe. These golden lines seem to be alive. Every time you look at them, they are in different shapes and positions from the last second.

None of the crowd coming and going on the street noticed that Mo Yuan was dressed completely differently from them, as if there was no such person as Mo Yuan in the crowd, but when they were about to get close to Mo Yuan, they would spontaneously avoid.

Where the ink source passes, a vacuum bag is automatically formed within one meter of the body.

No one was surprised.

Not far away is a small square for people to rest. The gorgeous musical fountain attracts the attention of the passing crowd. A group of children compete to chase around the musical fountain, and the children's beautiful laughter resounds around.

Mo Yuan casually glanced at it, and was rarely interested.

He found an empty bench and sat down, his golden eyes fell on the group of chasing children.

"Ah yo!"

Suddenly a rush of momentum hit Mo Yuan's leg, and then a pair of soft little hands pressed against his thigh.

The unfamiliar touch made Mo Yuan look away, and cast it on the child who was holding his thigh.

The child was born with red lips and white teeth, a pair of big watery eyes that were clean and penetrating, and chubby cheeks that were born like those painted dolls back then, cute and pretty.

"Huh?" The child met Mo Yuan's eyes just as he raised his head. He blinked, tiptoed curiously, and reached out to touch Mo Yuan's eyes.

"Uncle, your eyes are so beautiful."

"It's golden!"

The soft and excited voice fell in Mo Yuan's ears, making him frown.

this kid...

Can see the color of his eyes.

Although Mo Yuan didn't change his attire, he cast an illusion all over his body. If a human looked at him, he would only see the same attire and appearance as an ordinary person.

But now this New Year picture doll-like child can notice his golden eyes at a glance.

Mo Yuan calmly injected the power of chaos into the child's body to investigate.

The result of the check made him slightly taken aback.

It is black chaos.

Mo Yuan was born in chaos, and no one knows the power of chaos better than him.

There is no distinction between black and white in the power of chaos, but since Moyuan created the three thousand worlds, the negative emotions generated by countless lives in the three thousand worlds have affected the power of chaos, and some of the power of chaos has been polluted, thus creating black chaos.

Black Chaos inherits all the inferior desires of human beings, such as greed, jealousy, arrogance, lust, etc.

Black Chaos, who has inherited these, has the desire to take the ink source and replace it, and wants to become the master of the world.

It began to hibernate before Moyuan was aware of it, but it was driven by huge desires. Before it was able to fight against Moyuan, it arrogantly thought that it could remove Moyuan, and was finally wiped out by Moyuan easily. And Mo Yuan also noticed the existence of Black Chaos.

The black chaos is not a threat to Mo Yuan, he just took a little time in a period of time to eliminate the accumulated black chaos, but Mo Yuan did not expect that he would find it in a small world among the three thousand worlds. A child made of black chaotic energy.

Mo Yuan, who has always been business-like, subconsciously wants to erase this child.

If he ignores it, when the child grows up in the future, the power of black chaos in his body may explode, and then this small world will no longer exist.

But without waiting for Mo Yuan to make a move, the little baby grinningly stretched out his hand to dig in his pocket, and then took out a golden package of chocolates.

He looked at the chocolate in his chubby hand, bit his lips hesitantly and reluctantly, and then solemnly stuffed the chocolate into Mo Yuan's palm.

"Uncle, it's the same as your eyes. I'll give it to you. Let me touch your eyes, okay?" The little baby is too short, even if Mo Yuan is sitting on the bench, even if the little baby is on the cushion The tiptoes of the little doll, who is less than one meter tall, still can't touch Mo Yuan's eyes.

Those golden eyes are so beautiful, like the sun, the little doll couldn't help wanting to touch them when she saw them for the first time.

It's as interesting as touching the sun.

Because of this, Xiaowa was willing to contribute the only chocolate he had today.

He had a toothache from eating too much candy last time. Since then, his candy has been restricted by his parents, and he can only eat one candy a day. This is an inhuman torture for him who loves sweets, but his parents are too fierce. He is obedient and doesn’t even have a candy, so the little doll can only save some food every day, and this chocolate is the only ration left. He planned to eat it before going to bed today, so when he wakes up, he will have another candy. It's like eating two candies in a row.

But now if he wants to touch the sun, he can only reluctantly give up.

My mother said that things should be exchanged at equal value, and precious things should be exchanged with precious things.

The sun in the uncle's eyes must be very precious, so he can only exchange it with his most precious chocolate.

I really can't bear it.

The little baby's eyes fell on the chocolate in Mo Yuan's palm, full of reluctance.

He had been grinding this chocolate for a long time before his mother agreed to buy it for him.

This was the first time Mo Yuan received a gift, and he was a little stunned for a while.

The thought of eliminating the black chaos was temporarily put on hold.

He stared at the golden-wrapped chocolate in his hand with some novelty.

Seeing that Mo Yuan didn't move or speak, the little baby became a little anxious for a moment.

This is the most precious thing in his body.

He was afraid that Mo Yuan would not agree, so he grabbed Mo Yuan's hand with his little paws, three times and five divisions, and his movements were particularly skillful. He removed the chocolate wrapping paper from Mo Yuan's palm, revealing the dark face inside.

He grabbed the chocolate, looked up at Mo Yuan's big man, then gritted his teeth, grabbed Mo Yuan's knee, climbed onto Mo Yuan's leg, and passed the chocolate to Mo Yuan's mouth by the height of Mo Yuan's leg.

"Uncle, try it, it's sweet and delicious." The little baby salivated at the chocolate in his hand and swallowed hard, but in order to touch the sun, he tried his best to resist the temptation of the chocolate.

This was the first time someone was so close to him, it was also the first time someone climbed on him, and it was the first time someone fed him food.

Mo Yuan's peaceful heart was rippling because of the little baby's continuous actions.

Inexplicably, he didn't push the little doll off his knees, but let the little doll kneel on his lap, propped his chest with one hand, and let the little doll feed the chocolate to his lips.

"Uncle, it's very sweet." The little baby was afraid of drooling, so he urged Mo Yuan to eat quickly, he could hardly control the flood of saliva in his mouth.

A drooling child is not a good look at all.

Mom said he was the best-looking, best-behaved and cleanest baby.

He must not drool.

So uncle, hurry up and eat.

The little baby is looking forward to, distressed and coveted.

Under the eyes of the little baby, he who has always been uninterested in human food opened his mouth in a mysterious way, and lightly took a bite of the dark chocolate.

There is a slight bitterness, but more of a cloying sweetness.

Mo Yuan didn't like it, but strangely, because of this chocolate, his mood became a little happier.

Seeing that Mo Yuan ate the chocolate, the little baby was very happy. He reluctantly stuffed the remaining chocolate back into Mo Yuan's palm, stared at Mo Yuan's golden eyes, and said happily: "Uncle, you ate my candy!" , let me touch your eyes."

Suspected to be bought by chocolate, Mo Yuan nodded his head in a strange way, and lowered his head slightly so that the little doll could touch it without so much effort.

Soft and warm hands covered Mo Yuan's eyelids, and Mo Yuan twitched his eyelids uncomfortably. He had never been so close to a person or a living thing.

Today, this little baby made him make an exception step by step, but he didn't repel or resent him at all.

"Wow." The little doll exclaimed, full of admiration and surprise: "Uncle, there are really suns in your eyes,"

sun?

"You are amazing, Uncle." The little baby praised, and then reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Mo Yuan was a little puzzled.

He asked, "Don't touch it?"

The little baby opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Uncle, can I touch it again?"

The little doll, who originally wanted to touch her eyes with chocolate, lit up with joy.

After asking the question, Mo Yuan, who was a little strange about his own state, saw the little baby's bright eyes, and nodded again mysteriously.

Only then did the sense of touch come back again, Mo Yuan miraculously developed that he liked the little doll's touch to him.

Black Chaos has the same origin as him, perhaps it is for this reason that he will not reject it.

Mo Yuan thought so.

The touch on the eyelids quickly disappeared again, and Mo Yuan looked at the little doll.

The little baby looked back, and said to Mo Yuan with some reluctance: "Uncle, I'm going home for dinner, my grandma is here to find me."

Mo Yuan followed the little baby's gaze just now, and saw a gray-haired grandmother waving at the little baby with a cane.

"Uncle, will you come here tomorrow? I'll bring you candy, delicious candy." The little boy became extra generous this time, because the uncle just let him touch the little sun a little longer, and Uncle felt so comfortable holding him.

Facing the little baby's expectant eyes, Mo Yuan nodded.

Black Chaos shouldn't exist in the small world, since this little doll is about to disappear, it might as well grant his last wish.

Thinking like this, Mo Yuan didn't realize that he who was ruthless when he dealt with Black Chaos in the past became kinder.Obviously in the past, even if those black chaos gave birth to sanity, he would directly destroy them ruthlessly.

"Yeah!" The little doll cheered, then suddenly hugged Mo Yuan's head and quickly smacked Mo Yuan's face, and finally jumped off Mo Yuan's lap in a smooth movement, and ran towards grandma while looking back Zhu Moyuan: "Uncle, let's see each other tomorrow."

It wasn't until the little baby and grandma disappeared into the square holding hands that Mo Yuan looked away.

The next day, Mo Yuan came to the square again as scheduled, and he was still sitting on the bench from yesterday.

Before the little doll came, Mo Yuan was sitting there waiting.

While waiting, you unexpectedly remembered the time you got along with the little baby yesterday.

He looked up at the fiery red sun in the sky, then reached out to touch his eyes.

"Sun?" he murmured.

Until sunset, Mo Yuan did not wait for the little doll to appear.

He touched his eyes, stood up slowly, and prepared to cast a spell to find the little doll.

No matter what, Black Chaos must not stay in this small world.

Not far away, the sound of an ambulance came, and then drove across the road next to the small square, and drove into the community next to the square.

The tracing technique was completed at the same time, Mo Yuan closed his eyes, and the little doll that crawled on him yesterday appeared in front of his eyes with his head full of blood.

The little baby's head was covered with red and terrible blood, his face was pale, and he was lying on the floor of a building in the community like a rag doll. His closed eyes and calm, undulating chest indicated that the little baby was gone. Symbol of life.

Next to the little doll, there is a broken flower bed stained with blood, and there is a man and a woman with the sad and crying faces of the grandmother who had a relationship yesterday.

The ambulance that had just passed by stopped beside them, and the medical staff got out of the ambulance like a chrysalis, pushing away the moaning crowd.

Mo Yuan's hand stopped.

In the next second, his figure flashed and appeared beside the little baby.

Whether it's the sad family of the little baby, or the people watching the lively life, or the medical staff, no one has noticed the sudden appearance of Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes, his golden eyes looked at the little baby lying on the ground calmly, his gaze swept over the little baby's bloody head, and finally settled on the little baby's tightly held palm.

The little baby's hands are very small, and they can't wrap big things at all. Mo Yuan glanced over and saw a golden-wrapped chocolate tightly held by the little baby's hand.

It was exactly the same as what the little doll fed him yesterday.

"Uncle, it's the same as your eyes. I'll give it to you. Let me touch your eyes, okay?"

The voice of the little doll is still in my ears.

Mo Yuan accidentally used the method of going back in time on the little baby.

The little baby, who had been looking forward to meeting his uncle again, was taken home by his grandma from the nursery. He excitedly put down his schoolbag and took the chocolates his mother gave him today to meet his uncle, but was caught by his grandma. Grandma had dinner together, and was able to go out of the house holding hands with grandma.

Just as she walked downstairs, there was a sudden sound above her head. The little doll looked up curiously, and saw a big flower pot falling from the top.

He subconsciously pushed away the ignorant grandma, and then his eyes blurred, and he lost consciousness again.

The spell dissipated.

Mo Yuan looked at the little baby, stepped forward, and squatted down beside the little baby. He looked at the candy in the little baby's hand, and finally reached out to take out the candy.

The golden shell was peeled off, revealing the black chocolate inside, and Mo Yuan took the chocolate and put it into his mouth.

The sweet and greasy taste is the same as yesterday.

Mo Yuan swallowed it expressionlessly, then unfolded the golden package, and with his finger on the little doll's brow, a wisp of white soul was packed into the package.

That is the soul of the little doll that has not yet dissipated.

The pinnacle of chaos.

Mo Yuan wrapped the little baby's soul with the power of chaos, and carefully extracted the dark and chaotic power from the little baby's soul.

Maybe it's been lonely for a long time, but Mo Yuan suddenly had the idea of ​​wanting someone to accompany him.

He erased the little baby's memory in the small world, kept the little baby's personality, and then cut his soul in half without hesitation, and injected it into the little baby's soul.

Thousands of years have passed, under the care of Mo Yuan, a new life was born on the top of the chaos.