Even if some of the critics have changed their temperament, this is a storyteller who sings out. Who can think of the progress of Lin Huiyin is so rapid, but for the majority of music lovers, this is the gospel.

The general youth idols all have a problem of different appearances, the pure and lovely route to go, and the private life is actually very open, what drugs and alcoholism are chaotic and the relationship between men and women, etc. Any negative news will reduce the feeling.

No matter how open the human society is, in fact, the heart is eager for a kind of aesthetic, but it is demanding from others and not so high.

All major entertainment companies want to shape such youth idols. Unfortunately, after a year or two, young people pursue the nature of fashion and happiness, and soon destroy the idol color, and this goal that has been impossible to achieve is in Lin. The echo is implemented on the body.

Aslan Empire Princess, the real princess, the pure little princess, this identity itself is enough to dump a piece, but in fact, in the major empire, Aslan is the most rigorous in this regard, and even a bit like Modern people, they have a devout faith, as a princess is more representative.

So there is no need to worry about Lin Huiyin or something.

Listening to the sad voice of the echo, countless fans shed tears, apparently evoked their own thoughts.

The person who wrote this time is called "Little Purple". I have never heard of such a person. Maybe it is a newcomer.

"This song is really great. What do you think of it?" asked An Mei.

It’s a faint smile. “Alright.”

"Cut, I really doubt if you are a woman or a man. Qingqing, you also feel good."

"It's very inspirational." Du Qingqing took the headphones. Gently shaking his head and shaking his head, obviously very invested.

Ye Zisu listened over and over again, and the echo sings better than her. She just held the idea of ​​trying. She didn’t expect to be chosen. Maybe Aina would hear it, but she Not afraid.

This training is a success for some people. It doesn't matter to some people.

But what about Lear?

As the hope of the Earth, the heir of the Cronus family, Lear has carried too many things. He did not have to bear too much in the age of Lear, but his parents died unexpectedly in a military operation. The plan of the Cronus family is to smash the sand, when it is very young. Lear knew that there was only himself in the world.

No one knows how long Kronos’s father can last.

In the face of his grandfather, the old Cronus, the hero of the earth's political arena, Lear is respectful. He never saw Grandpa laughing, but today, Old Cronus smiled.

"Lear, you performed very well this time."

Lear gave a slight glimpse, he did not know if this is the opposite. From a small memory, no matter how good he is. Can't make Grandpa happy.

Old Cronus looked at Lear and knew his doubts. "Strong does not mean reluctance. It is necessary to show strength, but preservation can only laugh. Finally, your father does not understand this."

"Grandpa, are you saying?"

Old Cronus waved his hand. "You don't have to think about it. It's not a conspiracy. Even if it's a conspiracy, self-confidence is a good thing, but over-emphasis is conceited. Some things should be told today."

Lear listened quietly. He didn't think there was anything he didn't know. The decision for this decision was entirely from his judgment. In the event of the outbreak, it must break out. It is impossible to achieve the king's hegemony, but in some cases. If it is not necessary, it should focus on the things to be done. This is actually not a big deal.

"The 16-story meditation method that you have cultivated is only the primary. From now on, you will practice the eight-eight-six-four-day refining. If you succeed, you will get the power of anti-sky."

Old Cronus said, when he said that Lear was confused, sixty-four layers?

"Grandpa, how is this possible?"

"This is a long story. In the history of mankind, there have been two great kings. They are all Earth people, our ancestors, and both of them have unified the world. One is called Li Feng, the other is called Wang Dong. The two are not on the same road, but they are the same in the same way. The ultimate king is the world."

“Is there really two people?” Lear asked.

There are no two people in human history, some of which are occasionally mentioned in the wild history, but they are all told in the novel, how can someone have the power of God.

The corner of the old Cronus's mouth reveals a sarcasm. "Politics is a scorpion that has been raped. The winner is king. The suffering of human beings is almost inevitable twice because of the emergence of these two people. Not only that, but Technology has also made a big leap, or you think that humans have the status of now ruling the Milky Way."

"But, they are so strong, why..." Lear still doesn't quite believe that a powerful person always has to leave a powerful force. How could it disappear like this?

"This is the biggest secret in the history of human development. The first generation of Li Feng, he has mastered some kind of powerful scientific and technological strength. It may be an alien civilization, or it may be the true power of the universe. The second generation of Wang Dong is master. The strongest method of practice, and the emergence of the 100-year human gene revolution, at that time, the physical strength of human beings can really go against the sky, our current x ability is not worth mentioning."

Old Cronus fell into meditation, although he had never seen it, but his father told him this way, can not be born in that era, is a hero's sorrow.

"If it is, how can he disappear?"

"What the emperor thought, but what you can understand, Li Feng's generation is too long, no one knows what happened, but Li Feng's inheritance has made the greatness of Wang Mo's era, and the main force of the Zago is eliminated in the solar system. And something terrible happened."

Lear is not a very curious person, but he is also stunned when he hears it. In his world, this is not logical.

"The Zago people began to evolve toward human beings. The worms also felt the horror of their opponents. Unfortunately, in the final battle, they were completely defeated in the hands of Wang Dong. Humans defeated the last difficulty of the Star Trek." North drank his mouth and looked at the serious Lear. He smiled. "At that time, the power of Wang Dong’s movement was already like a god. After the end of the war, he disappeared. The prosperity of mankind has developed for decades. The problem has arisen. What happened specifically, I don’t know, it may be a genetic problem. It may be that human beings have been punished for the power of touching God. Human beings have encountered unprecedented disasters, this time from their own."

"How is this possible, Grandpa, is this also made up?"

"Oh, there is really nothing to believe in this world. It can be used as a reference. A reliable reference. After the disaster, mankind has returned to the path of compromise, from the extreme technological civilization to the extreme genetic civilization, to the current mechanical and The era of balanced genetic development, and it turns out that this is the best choice. Humans have never suffered from catastrophe. They have been unimpeded and occupied the Milky Way."

Old Cronus seems to have experienced this great process. To the point where they are, fame and fortune is nothing. The only thing that wants to be done is the great thing that can affect the whole humanity.

"At that time, the general clean-up of the solar system could change the power of gene power. Many families were devastated. The temple was also looted. Some of the powerful families fell, and this also made us the Cronus family. We were the dominant annihilation of the year. Earth leaders of these families!"

Lear stayed, "the day refining..."

Old Cronus faintly glanced at Lear, and Lear immediately understood that annihilating others was to **** power, but not really to destroy. This is a naive question.

"They are strong, how can they get along?"

"This is the problem, the power of the practice is greatly weakened, and it is strange in the temple. The practice is there, but the people are gone. The power of our practice is also decreasing year by year. Until now, it has been discovered that it can promote x ability, but it must be gradual, and the skill will not be forced to practice. Now you can try it. Only in this way can you occupy a place in the future competition. This is also the rise of our solar system. The only hope."

The dysfunction of the exercises directly led to the overall decline of the solar system federation, until the discovery of the promotion of the x-capacity of the exercises, so that the family power of the solar system federation rekindled hope.

In the turmoil of the year, the martyrs were rarely preserved, which is probably related to their unmovable position on Mars.

Almost noisy, but found that it is an empty, balanced, this history has been rewritten, but the solar system's transport is also used up, and has since regressed.

The old Cronus slowly recovered from the memories, and his eyes became sharp. "You can understand these things, the times have changed, and now the inheritance of the earth is only our Cronus family ~lightnovelpub.net ~The inheritance of the moon has disappeared, and there is still a martyr in Mars, but even if the celestial resurrection is only on the earth, this is the origin of mankind. This is God's will, and you must get this God's will, conform to this will, become that. people!"

Looking at some excited old Cronus, Lear looked very calm. For him, these things can only be regarded as stories. The power he needs can make him feel it.

For Lear's calm, the old Cronus was not angry, but very happy, not moving, and having his own judgment, this is what he wants.

Some people are different in life. Lear is like this. He is much stronger than his father and he is. He wants to lose more when he first hears this story, and Lear’s father is eager to practice. No one can achieve a calm atmosphere like Lear.

"Drup."

"the host."

When the voice fell, Drup appeared like a ghost, and Lear did not respond at all.

I never dreamed that Drup, who had been busy with him, was so master. (To be continued...)