"Remember, I told you at that time, why is it that big brother is so old but still has no money? It's shameful."
Qiu Yuan's memory seems to have improved after practice.
I even remember clearly what I said six years ago.
I just can't remember a certain little octopus.
The little octopus expressed his sadness.
"Because I am a god, and gods don't need mundane things like money."
Qiu Yuan imitated Deng Ru's original arrogant tone and spoke in an arrogant manner.
She stood up from the bed with her hands behind her back and her head held high.
It cannot be said that he is very similar to Deng Ru at that time, but he is at least 90% similar.
"Ahem, how come you still remember these trivial things? I forgot about them a long time ago."
Deng Ru coughed twice in embarrassment.
This kind of thing where someone exposes your dark history in front of you.
The last time he had this experience was in his previous life.
In a previous life, my childhood sweetheart told me in person when he was bragging to others that I had wet my pants because of being scared by a bug.
Ahem, of course that was a long time ago.
Deng Ru didn't want to remember.
but.......
Deng Ru looked up at Qiu Yuan, who was imitating his own boasting. For a moment, he felt that she overlapped with a certain figure.
For a moment, it seemed to resemble a figure in my memory.
But...that figure was an old friend from his previous life. Deng Ru had forgotten about it long ago. He only remembered it now because he was reminded of the past.
"Forgot? That won't do. This is a memory we share. How could I forget it?"
"Don't forget. I'll help you recall it."
Qiu Yuan pounced on Deng Ru, pointed at him, pouting, and looked very angry.
She has a very girlish mentality.
It was obvious that even after fifty years of cultivation, she was still that eighteen-year-old girl in front of Deng Ru.
A cold fairy? She doesn't exist.
"Ha, okay, okay, I'll finish ordering first, and then we can reminisce about it later."
Deng Ru couldn't resist Qiu Yuan, so he touched Qiu Yuan's hair and then moved his touch to her waist.
Everything went smoothly.
After all, Qiu Yuan just wanted to reminisce about the past.
Actually, it’s about black history.
It was the time when I just came through, I threw the money into the divine space, but I couldn't sense the existence of the divine space.
Made a fool of himself.
Deng Ru took the time to take out his cell phone and picked out a few famous and expensive restaurants from the takeaway shop.
After clicking on a bunch of signs, he put down his phone.
She lay on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, allowing Qiu Yuan to ravage her.
"You've been in there for over fifty years. You're almost going crazy, aren't you?"
Deng Ru looked at Qiu Yuan lying on his chest and asked with a smile.
For more than fifty years, Ying was basically the only one who could talk to her.
In this situation, people have two choices.
One is to become silent.
One type is like Qiu Yuan, who is obviously a chatterbox.
It was as if he wanted to make up for what he hadn't said in the past few decades.
"Yeah, she's going crazy. Ying is really like a taciturn person, but you can't blame her. After all, she hasn't even seen the scenery of Blue Star. Is that really okay?"
Qiu Yuan nodded and temporarily put Deng Ru’s dark history aside.
She actually felt more sympathy for Ying than complaints.
Ying was picked up by Deng Ru when he was just born and had never seen the world.
Well, that shouldn’t be a newly born thing. According to what Deng Ru said, Ying should be a powerful person, but he has lost his cultivation and forgotten his memories.
all in all.
Ying has never seen the Blue Star since he could remember.
I have never seen the scenery of Blue Star, the gods of Blue Star, the people of Blue Star, or the things of Blue Star.
Qiu Yuan felt that Ying was very pitiful.
Ying lives in and deals with primitive civilization all day long.
"Whether it's good or bad, these things are up to Ying to choose. But Xiaoyuan, do you know that Ying's identity is very special? The intrigues between the provincial governments of Blue Star are very complicated. We don't have the strength to protect her."
"Don't I also want people to live the life they want? The young should be well cared for, the strong should be employed, the elderly should have someone to rely on, and we don't have to satisfy the various desires of the gods. I also want to let Ying and the creatures in my world truly live the life they like."
"But this world is full of crises. I need to stir up conflict in the world to promote their development. I need to add fuel to the flames. All of this cannot be changed until I become truly powerful."
"Civilization evolves? Development? What does it mean compared to the happiness of individual lives? But Xiaoyuan, there's a saying in my world: if you fall behind, you won't be beaten. That's only because others don't want to beat you today."
"The truth is, if you lag behind, you'll be beaten. An individual's happy life depends on a strong civilization."
Deng Ru was honest with Qiu Yuan.
Doing these things may just add fuel to the fire or promote division.
Maybe there is a certain bad taste in it.
But mostly, it was because of the situation that forced him to do so.
Conflict is the fastest catalyst for progress.
He may not be the best, but he is definitely the fastest.
And Deng Ru needs this kind of speed.
He also didn't want to become a cold and ruthless creator god in Qiu Yuan's heart.
But in fact, he has feelings.
He would feel sad when he saw creatures he was familiar with dying, and sometimes he would feel sorry when he saw thousands of creatures wailing because of war.
But a creator god must have a heart of stone, especially one who is in danger of losing his life at any time.
If this world is a pure and beautiful world, then he can naturally provide food for these little ants, let them live a carefree life, and let Ying choose the life he wants.
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