Prehistoric: Drinking Milk on the Futon of Zixiao Palace at the Beginning

[Prehistoric group pet + ultimate contrast cuteness + healing and refreshing article] Ning Ning traveled through time and became a human cub who couldn't even walk steadily and could only chirp. I thought I could only survive three seconds in the ancient world where gods and demons were everywhere, but who knew that she was actually the incarnation of the "Heart of the Great Dao", with a conceptual level of affinity that made the gods and Buddhas in the sky unable to kill them, and they only wanted to be pampered! The gate of Zixiao Palace opened, and three thousand powerful men fought for the top spot. Ning Ning climbed onto the first futon with her short legs in full view of everyone, grabbed the Taishang Laojun's beard, and gnawed the Hongmeng Purple Qi like a marshmallow. From then on, the ancient painting style completely collapsed. Leng Leng Hongjun transformed into "Grandpa Sun Kong" and modified the laws of heaven just to change the formula for milk powder; The leader of the Tongtian Cult, who was the leader in killing, stopped setting up the Immortal Killing Formation and spent all day thinking about how to change the innate spiritual treasure into a children's rattle; The arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun transformed into a "full-time nanny" and took out the Pangu flag just to sweep away the ashes on the floor for his baby. Any malicious intentions will be forcibly "cute" in front of Ning Ning: the thunder disaster that destroys the world will be turned into gorgeous fireworks, and the ferocious beasts will be reduced to docile mounts. "Whoever dares to touch my precious baby Ning Ning is the enemy of all the heavens and realms and the universe!" Taishang Laojun looked at the sweet potatoes that Ning Ning threw into the Bagua furnace, and controlled the heat with tears. "Little ancestor, this is a furnace for refining saint's magic weapons. Do you use it to roast sweet potatoes?" "... It smells so good!" Here, there are no intrigues and intrigues, only the warm daily life of people all over the world lining up to "raise their babies in the cloud".