MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 880 Open a book of fairy tales 1

  Chapter 880 Opening a Book of Fairy Tales 1

  What is the most beautiful fairy tale you have ever heard?

  When I was very young, my grandmother once told me a story.

  When I was a child, under the starry sky on a summer night, the electricity in the village was cut off, and the world suddenly became dark.

  Only the light and shadow of fireflies flickered in the back mountain, and the stars blinked in the night sky, like someone's naughty child.

  That night, my grandma was sitting on the head of my bed, patting my back gently with wrinkled fingers.

  The moonlight fell on my grandma's gray temples, very kind, and the vicissitudes and peaceful voice brought me into a sweet dream...

   "Grandma, are the fairy tales in the world true?"

"real."

   "Will the lost deer in the forest meet a witch? Will the princess escape in a pumpkin cart at midnight? Will I meet a boy the size of a thumb?"

   "You'll know when you grow up."

  The immature child's voice and the old voice fell one after the other.

  One is full of vitality, and the other is dark.

   At that time, my grandmother just smiled, but this incident was gradually forgotten in my memory. When I think about it today, I still thank my grandmother for giving me a childhood full of expectations and dreams.

  Maybe some people and things really exist in a certain moment in life, and live happily in their world.

  So I pushed open the door along with the summer nights when I was young.

  The beginning of the story is always like this, just in time, caught off guard.

  Some people wear crowns and dance in the middle of the dance floor, while others wear masks to hide in the dark.

   According to legend, a long, long time ago, when the moonlight cleared the thick fog in the forest, there existed a fairy tale town there.

  The town is beautiful and rich, and there are many enthusiastic and lovely residents living there. The folk customs there are simple, the atmosphere is harmonious, and life is very happy.

  Of course, there are occasional, not-so-happy episodes.

  The fairy tale town fell into the cold of late autumn, the sky was gray, the wind blew, the fallen leaves of the birch forest creaked when stepped on, and the stream kept flowing.

   "Plop!"

   "Plop!"

  The sound of struggling from drowning continued, and the icy cold water flooded the mouth and nose, making it suffocating.

  Qi An didn't expect that he would leave this beautiful world immediately after he just came into this world.

   "Work harder! You can't hang up!" Qi Lou stood beside her as if facing a formidable enemy, shouting for her.

   "I...I can't swim..."

   Qi An muttered to herself on the verge of suffocation, she is a dry fox, she is guilty.

  During her unconsciousness, she seemed to see a figure standing by the river bank, not moving for a long time, like a beautiful and silent sculpture, just staring at her.

   Quiet world, indifferent bystander.

  The sun sinks inch by inch from behind the green hills, and the last half ray of yellow light before sunset casts the shadow of the birch forest in the township on the muddy ground, mixing with a shadow.

"help me…"

   Instinctive to survive, Qi An subconsciously stretched out his hand towards that person, his mouth was bubbling.

  The sound is like a broken lark, due to suffocation, mixed with a dull gritty texture, submerged in the cold wind and blown away.

  The light is annihilated, and the world is completely darkened.

  The man seemed to be still staring at her, but didn't move, his dark eyes were cold, and everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"I have gemstones." Qi'an's vision also became blurred, and she couldn't see the person's face clearly. She only remembered that she had long black and glossy hair, and the strands of her hair were fluttering in the air. The river completely submerged the girl's head, " help me…"

  The girl's body gradually sank, like a butterfly with broken wings.

  The look of the past is no longer arrogant and arrogant, even the color of the eyebrows and eyes has lost color, fragile, pleading, and pitiful.

  Qi Lou thought to himself, where did you get the gems? You learned how to draw cakes before you even started.

  The nightingale lingering on the branch of the birch tree cried, "It serves you right!"

   "Deserved it!"

  The beautiful voice of the nightingale echoed in the birch forest, echoing in the sky.

   "Plop—"

  The figure who has been ignoring all this finally jumped into the icy river.

   Another sound of water.

  Nightingale jumped anxiously on the branch: "The heart is too soft!"

  The sky was filled with billowing clouds, and finally a heavy rain fell.

  Boom.

   Deafening.

   Qi'an was in a daze, and could still hear the voice of the woman in grief, like singing an opera, with twists and turns.

   "My poor daughter—"

   "It's all due to that Vickery, she is a bastard! As long as she is around, our whole family will be in trouble!"

   "If you don't drive Vicky away today, I will take An'an away..."

  The voices in my ears are too noisy.

  Like a death clock, rushing to see her die.

   Qi'an stretched out her hand hard, and wanted to say wait, I think I can still save it!

  She woke up at night, the kerosene lamp was lit in the bedroom, the fire was crackling and jumping, flickering, no one was in the room, she took a heavy breath.

  Qi Lou took advantage of this opportunity to clear his throat.

   "Let me briefly introduce the plot of this world to you. This time you remember who I am, and you must be very clear about the mission, right?"

   "I understand, save Rong Yu and prevent him from becoming black."

  The reincarnation memories of the six worlds are intertwined in the little fox's mind, and it is very clear to find any fragment at random.

   But the memory of Jiuchongtian seems to be locked, shelved for too many years, covered with an old color, and I can't remember it anymore. I only remember the appearance of God in white clothes like snow, and his eyebrows and eyes are always cold and indifferent.

  Because of this, I couldn't believe it even more. I actually had a relationship with Lord Lord God. Even if it is a fragment, it is enough to be surprised.

   "So..." She lowered her voice, with an almost keen intuition, "I'm just a fragment, right?"

  Qi Lou paused, and asked strangely after a long time: "So, you are unique, aren't you?"

   "This is super cool!" Qi An sighed.

   Qi'an has been wandering in the void for too long ignorantly, and has the memory of thousands of years of loneliness.

  As soon as I came to the new plane, I fell into the human body, full of vivid love and hatred, with a little sense of reality—life is always tortuous.

   "The owner of this body drowned. You are a good match for her body, and you just succeeded in inheriting it. As for her soul, you have already reported to hell."

   Qi'an learned that they lived in a book of fairy tales, and that the entire fairy tale town was a small fairy tale created by modern authors in the 21st century.

  In my childhood cognition, fairy tales are the happy ending of princes and princesses together—

   This book tells the growth story of a girl named Vicky who was cursed since childhood.

  She was cursed with the most vicious curse by the witch from the day she was born.

Whenever the clock strikes midnight and before the sun rises the next day, she will turn into a puppet the size of a thumb, and will always be accompanied by bad luck. Everyone who gets close to her will become Unlucky.

   If this curse is not lifted before she turns sixteen, then she will fall into a deep sleep forever!

  (end of this chapter)