"The four gods of thunder, fire, plague and fighting have been sealed, the three great emperors have also been sealed, and Taibai Jinxing has also been sealed."
"It seems that the gods of the underworld have not been sealed yet?"
"Then give him an additional column."
"Emperor Beiyin, as for the other underworld gods, let him fill them himself."
Deng Ru stood high in the sky, holding a scroll of the List of Gods and constantly making revisions.
Deng Er's achievements were recognized by him.
He also thanked Deng Er for letting him see a different side of himself.
A different life.
so.
Let’s make him a god.
It’s not difficult to add just one column.
If you have enough merits, you can be granted the title.
Who has the final say on merits and virtues?
That must be his decision.
Although, the gods enshrined in the List of Gods are in charge of rules, not Tao.
But, it is also possible to achieve immortality.
"This is a surprise. How should I give it to them? I got it. Let him die first."
Deng Ru kept muttering to himself.
“Things lost and found again are the most precious.”
After Deng Ru finished speaking, he threw the List of Gods back.
.....
Later, Deng Er and Zhao Qingshuang walked and stopped from time to time.
Traveled to many places.
The road to Beijing when they first met.
The ruins of the fifty-two kingdoms in the Western Regions.
The main battlefield of Ma Ta Jiang Hu.
There is still a lingering bloody energy around it.
There is also the city wall where we set out on the expedition.
A lot.
Because Deng Er is old, he always stops and starts when walking.
After walking for a while, I have to sleep for a long time.
Zhao Qingshuang never complained.
We have been in too much of a hurry along the way.
Looking back now.
Just like this, slowly, it’s best.
Zhao Qingshuang wished it would go slower and slower.
Time slows down a little.
Let her take a good look at the aging face of her lover.
Even if the face is already full of wrinkles.
Zhao Qingshuang also felt.
This is the most stunning face in the world.
But no matter how much she prayed to God.
Time will not stop for her.
A year has passed.
It's autumn again.
Zhao Qingshuang brought Deng Er back to the Zhenbei Palace.
He sat back in his rocking chair.
"This life has been truly eventful."
Deng Er lay in the rocking chair, sighing softly.
He did not regret making this death choice.
Compared to the ordinary and mediocre life of others.
His life has already been eventful enough.
No regrets.
"Rest well and don't talk. I'll try to extend your life."
Zhao Qingshuang held Deng Er's skinny hand, and the tears in her eyes could no longer stop falling.
A green divine light appeared in his hands.
Trying to extend Deng Er's life.
But everyone knows.
Deng Er had already run out of energy.
Prolong life.
It's just a beautiful fantasy.
"...Stop it. He's almost dying. Doing this will only make him suffer more before he dies."
Qiu Yuan's voice rang out in the courtyard.
She has been shipping this couple for a year.
That's how it ended.
Is the ending still be?
Alas, it’s fate.
It can't be changed.
“…I don’t believe it.”
"He can live. He's the King of Zhenbei. He's the military god of Daxia. How could he die? How could he be so old?"
Zhao Qingshuang said with a sob.
But he said this.
The means of prolonging life in his hands has become a magical power of soothing.
Let Deng Er leave comfortably.
"It's been more than a year. You should have accepted this fact, right?"
"He's just a mortal, not a real immortal. How can he be immortal?"
Qiu Yuan sighed.
"He wasn't meant to be mortal."
Zhao Qingshuang said.
"He made his own choices, you know."
"I can only say that he is worthy of it."
Qiu Yuan said.
Over the years, Xiao Qiuyuan has matured a lot.
After all, in the past few decades, I had been with Ying and had seen very little of him.
Always practicing.
This century is different.
She has done everything from eating, drinking, having fun to doing justice.
I've seen a lot of things, met a lot of people, and watched a lot of people come and go.
How can I be less mature?
"He didn't have to make those choices."
"There are humans in the Demon Court too."
"His strength is enough to get a very easy official position in the Demon Court."
"He didn't have to die."
Zhao Qingshuang shook her head. She didn't know what she was saying at the moment.
"But I don't want that, you know."
Deng Er slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Qingshuang beside him.
Then he looked at a guy with holy light on his face.
"Old bitch, you're here."
He always utters dirty words.
“........”
nm is not a god anymore, fuck.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Deng Ru really wanted to throw something.
This little guy with small arms is so annoying, why doesn't he go to the construction site to argue?
Uh... okay, it seems like I really went there later.
Forget it, never mind.
"You're so unlike me."
Deng Ru spoke.
"Of course, you know, I'm not you."
Deng Er forced himself to hold on and confront Deng Ru.
"Yes, you should have seen that you are not me."
"But you don't have your own life either, so you're still me."
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