unless……

Gu Shengyin once again guessed the balance between light and darkness.

She had some vague guesses about this, but was not sure.

After thinking for a while, Gu Shengyin suddenly asked, "System, does this world have the original plot?"

The system shook its head.

Gu Shengyin asked again: "Where is the skill extraction?"

The system continued to shake his head: "Due to the teleportation failure in this world, the host does not have the ability to draw this golden finger."

Gu Shengyin: "..."

So what exactly should she do?

The system then continued: "I cannot appear frequently in this world. The God of Creation is too powerful. I am afraid that he will detect my existence."

Gu Shengyin nodded to express his understanding.

After the system said a few words to Gu Shengyin, it returned to a state of silence.

Because Gu Sheng stayed alone in the palace for a while, he decided to... to win over the favor of God!

Although she was sure that compared with other creatures in this world, her sense of presence had been greatly improved.

But who knows what will happen next?

The task given to him by the system is to not fall into heaven, and Gu Shengyin always feels that this matter is not that simple.

Most of the time when angels fall into heaven, they violate the discipline of heaven, their minds are polluted and they can no longer stay in heaven.

Such fallen into heaven is mostly chosen by angels.

So, are there anyone who was forced to fall into heaven?

Gu Shengyin thought to himself.

She came to the door of the Great Hall.

"God." She yelled in a low voice.

"Galia?" God looked at the silver-haired seraphimony.

Her face was still beautiful, but her expression seemed to be covered with a thin layer of confusion.

This is a rare appearance of Garlia.

Gu Shengyin walked straight towards the throne.

God did not stop her.

Gu Sheng came to the throne of God because he was familiar with his family.

She bent her knees, and as before, leaned her head against the knee of the gods.

Full of dependence and fragile posture.

"God, I'm very confused." She said softly.

God's eyes fell on her long silver hair.

Her hair was wearing a hair accessories symbolizing the identity of Seraph, and the exquisite gem hair chain was not as dazzling as that of Carria.

God did not speak, but waited for Gu Shengyin to speak down.

"I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I've been panicking here all the time." She held the place where she was heart.

A warmth on my head.

Gu Sheng raised his head in surprise, and it turned out that God stroked her hair with his hand.

God looked at her with his eyes down: "Don't worry, Garya. I'm here."

There was only one such simple word, but Gu Shengyin seemed to have received some strong guarantee and laughed.

She closed her eyes quietly.

Being by God can always give her heart extra peace.

"Are you asleep?" A low voice rang out from the Great Hall.

God didn't seem to have expected that there would be an angel to fall asleep in front of him.

He lowered his head and looked at the half-sided face of Gallia, his calm expression was filled with peace and trust.

God looked at her face and then moved his fingers to put her somewhere else.

But before he could move, the figure on his knee suddenly shouted low: "God..."

God waited for a while, but before he could react, he was just talking to his sleep.

In Galia's dream, she has her own self.
Chapter completed!