++"My surname is Xiao, and I am the descendant of Bai Xiao."
++ "I am... Xiao Yi... The chess player."
"Then from now on, you will be my exclusive bodyguard." The young boy held the hand
Xiao Yi's hand pulled him out from behind the tree and ran against the cool lake breeze.
Yu Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, innocently.
"I will definitely protect you, Your Highness."
Hundreds of years ago, there was a war between God's people and the gods in the God Realm. The highest authority of the Divine Bird Royal Family assigned the power to the seventh god who was the most powerful among the twenty-four guardian gods. The seventh god lived up to everyone's expectations and single-handedly quelled the entire war. No one of the gods or people died. However, the seventh god died in that war. At the same time, the twenty-fourth god disappeared, and the internal order of the twenty-four gods was in chaos.
A hundred years later, news of the seventh god's reincarnation spread in the divine world. Some of the twenty-two gods were on standby in the divine world, while others went down to earth to search. A conspiracy began to be secretly formulated.
In the deep sea, in the Deep Sea Dragon Palace, the successor of the Dragon King also received the news of the reincarnation of the Seventh God, bid farewell to the Dragon King, and began to search in the mortal world.
The 17-year-old painting genius met Yu Yi, a psychiatrist in the psychology building on campus. The lonely young man met the first beam of light in his short 17 years, took off his cold shell, and embraced the warm sun in the cool autumn.
"What do you think God is like?"
"I feel... Like the maple leaves falling in the autumn wind, falling lightly in front of you. "
"Can you dance with me at my bar mitzvah?"
"I can if you want."
The black swallow rides on the white bird and dances lightly under the spotlight. The cool breeze blows into the white bird's heart and dyes the white bird's cold face red.
Black Swallow placed a light kiss on White Bird's forehead, and mist rose in his eyes.
"You are the autumn color that belongs to me alone."
Intention: To be determined
