Well, it’s worthy of being a kid made from my own memory.
Just smart.
This can be seen.
Deng Ru said it was awesome.
"Who says there isn't one? The life I've lived here is my own. It's something you don't have. I don't crave your life, but you might envy mine, too."
Deng Er seemed to be trying hard to hold on and lift the bar down.
"Hey yo, fuck you, you bastard, you deserve to have no friends, you deserve to be ignored by your grandma and uncle."
Deng Ru couldn't hold back for a moment and opened his mouth to quote the national quintessence.
"You enjoy scolding yourself so much?"
Deng Er's words once again broke Deng Ru's defense.
"Fuck you, I'm going to fuck you today."
Deng Ru directly mutated into a Cybertronian.
"I'm here to give you immortality, don't you want it?"
Deng Ru rarely breaks down, really, he rarely breaks down.
Never been broken through.
I have never been so devastated even when my wife was about to be taken away by an old man as his bride.
"......Hiss, as expected, only Brother Aru knows how to irritate Brother Aru."
Qiu Yuan came to this conclusion.
"Can you bring him immortality?"
Zhao Qingshuang asked with extreme expectation in her eyes.
"It depends on whether he wants it or not. If he wants it, I have it."
"But he has to beg me."
Damn it, you broke through the defense of a creator god, and you still want the creator god to give you immortality?
Why do you think it's so beautiful?
"......I beg you, please."
Zhao Qingshuang glanced at Deng Er, and without saying a word, she knelt down and prayed to Deng Ru to give Deng Er eternal life.
She knew that Deng Er was a proud man and would not kneel down.
"No, he must kneel down and beg me before I can give it to him. This is his immortality, not yours. You shouldn't kneel."
Deng Ru reached out and stopped Zhao Qingshuang from kneeling.
"He can't kneel down, but you can? Girl, don't humiliate yourself. You are not lowly."
Deng Ru said that he really has some of the temperament of a warm man.
The main thing is that Zhao Qingshuang is indeed pitiful.
"What about you? Immortality, dignity, or pride? What will you choose?"
Deng Ru looked at Deng Er, removed the holy light, and revealed a face that was exactly the same as Deng Er's when he was young.
Zhao Qingshuang looked at that face, but she didn't look surprised.
Maybe she had guessed it a long time ago.
The relationship between Deng Ru and Deng Er.
"......I want immortality. I beg you, give me immortality."
Deng Er struggled to stand up and wanted to kneel down to Deng Ru.
He didn't want to kneel.
But Zhao Qingshuang wanted to kneel.
How could he have immortality and make Zhao Qingshuang kneel?
No.
"Okay, you bowed your head, but you have to learn to raise it again. You bowed your head to me not because you are lower than me, but because you have to thank me for not screwing your fucking head off."
"You were so f*cking mad at a fucking creator god, and I didn't kill you. I gave you immortality. I'm so f*cking merciful."
Deng Ru has talked about countless national quintessences.
It was obvious that he was deeply broken by Deng Er's two short sentences.
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