What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

After parting with Meng Hailun, Li Shuang walked back with a heavy heart. When passing by the clinic, she saw Mo Nuo leaning against the door waiting for Yang Haiyou who was packing up his things inside.

"Hurry up." Mono said, "I have to go back to read."

"Okay, okay, why do you like reading so much?" Yang Haiyou jogged over while complaining, put his hand into Mono's windbreaker and hugged her waist, and the two of them touched their noses intimately.

Li Shuang looked at their backs as they walked towards the inner city, lowered her head silently and followed behind.

"Li Shuang~~~~"

Nan Dan's voice came from not far away. Li Shuang looked up and saw Nan Dan coming towards her on a skateboard: "Get on the board, I'll take you flying!"

Li Shuang didn't agree and continued to walk forward. Nan Dan grabbed her arm and smiled happily: "Come up!"

Li Shuang was successfully pulled up by her and had to compromise.

Nan Dan took her past Yang Haiyou and Mo Nuo and whistled, "Is the beauty dating here?"

"You will be beaten for this kind of behavior," Mono said. "Don't be rude."

Nan Dan spoke in a sarcastic tone: "Yo yo yo~ Don't be rude~ Do you think you are that old antique He Wusheng?" She made a face and hurried away under Yang Haiyou's glare.

"You're becoming more and more unruly every day." Yang Haiyou said angrily.

Mono comforted her: "Okay, you know what kind of personality Nandan has. In the team, she is always the one who brings laughter and good mood to everyone, isn't she?"

Yang Haiyou said: "I envy this kind of personality. After all, I can't be as heartless as Nan Dan."

Mono smiled: "You don't have to be so heartless. I am sometimes very sensitive."

Yang Haiyou said: "We haven't had any quarrels yet, right?"

Mono said: "Because you and I have good communication. If the couple lacks effective communication, the sensitive one may hide his or her emotions, while the carefree one may not be aware of these potential emotions, resulting in the accumulation of problems and then a conflict due to a fuse."

"Sister, you talk so much like those experts, I feel like I'm in a class." Yang Haiyou stuck out his tongue, "I dare say Kong Sisi will leave impatiently before hearing three sentences."

Mo Nuowen gently knocked on her head: “Silly girl, I won’t have the chance to tell Sisi about this.”

"Okay, then can I not have a vegetable salad tomorrow morning?" Yang Haiyou said, "I mean, I want to have some fried rice or fried noodles."

Mono said: "Sure, I didn't say you can't eat it."

Yang Haiyou muttered: "Didn't you say that before..."

She held onto Mono's arm and was hit on the head again.

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"At that time, in order to open the Tongtian Road, I sacrificed my own soul. I looked at my master with longing for the last time, and then I exploded into ashes. There was no trace left in the world..."

He Wusheng waved his fan slowly and told Song Shu about his experiences in his first life. He spoke vividly and emotionally, sighing from time to time. Song Shu couldn't help but sigh after listening to the story of a lonely girl who struggled in the world and couldn't get the love she wanted.

"How pitiful, He Wusheng, you are so beautiful, strong and pitiful." She said, "No wonder you want to draw a comic, you might as well write a novel with yourself as the protagonist, and write a cool story called "After Rebirth, I Stole Love"!"

He Wusheng smiled and said, "That makes sense. If I have a chance later, I'll give it a try."

Song Shu: "You must try it. I am still a fan of your book!"

Fu Ying lay on her legs, swinging the butterfly knife from time to time, and was a little unhappy when she heard it: "No."

Song Shu spread his hands: "Fu Ying said no, then I will just be your casual fan."

He Wusheng: “…”

Fu Ying closed her eyes with satisfaction. Song Shu reached out to lift her hair and gently rubbed her temples. He Wusheng waved the fan silently and looked at the starry sky outside the balcony.

"I am trying to establish a connection with the Emperor God." She said softly, "Although I have successfully reincarnated and have my own soul, it is ultimately based on the Emperor God's soul consciousness. If I can sense it, then they can think of a solution."

"Come on, that beautiful blue-eyed girl is asking us to slowly wait for the opportunity." Song Shu said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

"That's the God of Fortune-telling," He Wusheng sighed, "and she's older than you."

"I think that face is no more than twenty years old." Song Shu said, "Or even younger, eighteen."

"Gods can change their appearance, but the Goddess of Fortune was indeed 20 when she ascended to become an immortal." He Wusheng said, "She has achieved a lot at such a young age. Her ability is much stronger than your ability to predict the future."

"You're talking nonsense." Song Shu rolled his eyes, "I'm a god."

However, having said that, she still hopes that He Wusheng can successfully connect with the above people.

"Wait, why do you know so much?" she said, "Did God tell you?"

He Wusheng stopped fanning.

"During the time when you were making a deal with the gods, I received information transmitted from the Emperor God, including major events that have taken place in the past millions of years. The plane of the God of Divination is the plane where I existed in my first life. I can only say that the changes are quite big." She said lightly.

Song Shu nodded thoughtfully: "Very good."

He Wusheng was about to get up and leave their living room, but Fu Ying didn't even open her eyes and said calmly, "If someone's heart isn't with you, he or she won't love you even if you take him or her away, so don't worry about it."

He Wusheng: “…”

Song Shu rubbed Fu Ying's cheeks vigorously. He Wusheng smiled gently, waved his hand and left.