Jiang Chaosheng looked at the gorgeous temples and portraits decorated with gold threads and strange stones in front of him, and he felt very unhappy: What kind of god is this, so extravagant and lustful?
Nan Si:…
The first time I saw it, I scolded myself.
Jiang Chaosheng looked at the little demon in front of him: What kind of little demon is this? Who taught me this? You are so stupid.
Nan Si:…
This is the second time I've seen someone scold me.
Jiang Chaosheng looked at the person in front of him and couldn't find a bad word to say in his mind: Don't say... This kid... Is quite lovable.
Nan Si:…
Of course I like it, you have been my old lover for several generations
Affectionate Attack × Desolate God Shou
Thirty-three thousand levels, ninety-nine thousand knocks just for you to see this world again.
Jiang Cansheng: Ah Sheng, you might have forgotten your words. It left me alone for twenty years.
Jiang Chaosheng: So you give me two hundred years with your backhand?
Just want to have fun!
No logic! No prototype! The whole thing is made up!
Intention: Happiness