"What should I do to change her future?" Song Pingqing finally asked this question.

"I want the good fortune and luck you have accumulated in your previous life."

Bai Mao looked into Song Pingqing's eyes and thought to himself, "I finally found your weakness."

"In your previous life, you also directly or indirectly changed the fate of many people, and you have accumulated a lot of merits."

His tone suddenly became proud:

"You are not reincarnated in the original world, so those merits and luck will not help you in this world. But if you agree, you will never be able to go back to your previous world."

Song Pingqing was not led astray by his words, but rather keenly grasped the loophole in Baimao's words:

"According to what you said, you can directly erase Ruan Niannian's memory and let her work for you. Why do you need to ask me in advance when it comes to me?"

How many of what this white-haired man said were true and how many were false?

Song Pingqing didn't really want to believe him: "Since you claim to be able to take away other people's memories and luck, it doesn't sound like a good thing."

"I'm nothing!"

Baimao sat up from the sofa, changing his previous depressed posture, holding the hot tea, and pretending to be mysterious:

"I am the Heavenly Dao that was born here."

"Then you are really the weakest Heavenly Dao I have ever seen." Song Pingqing complained in a cold tone.

"That was not long after I was born, and I have been fighting against invaders the whole time, so although I have some special abilities, they are not many."

Seeing Song Ping's cool eyes, Baimao lowered his head in embarrassment, and spoke in a tone like a pitiful, helpless, and weak little white flower:

"I won't lie to you! I will never lie to you."

??? What the hell did he learn?

"Can you please speak properly?" Song Pingqing was shocked.

"Ah... I read in those books that speaking in this tone has a miraculous effect on people like you who have a 'domineering' style." Baimao scratched his head embarrassedly.

"You should read some serious books. The Creator doesn't want this world anymore, so what good things can they write?"

Song Pingqing covered her face. She never expected that one day she would be labeled as "domineering".

Thanks, I don't really want this title.

Baimao was a little discouraged: "I also want everything to be normal in this world, but my own strength cannot compete with so many messed up systems and those people who traveled through time and space to complete missions."

"You don't know how outrageous this is!" Baimao Tiandao became more and more excited as he spoke, "What about the gold coin system, the luck value system, and the appearance system? They are so weak! There is also a damn rollback system!"

"What kind of rewind system can let me rewind the game? I replayed it thousands of times before I found that guy!!"

"Tens of thousands of times, what does that mean? Even if there was only one day between each time! I was trapped in that day for almost thirty years!"

Song Pingqing estimated in his mind and thought that it was really difficult to be the way of heaven.

Anyway, if this happened to Song Pingqing, he thought he couldn't bear it and would probably collapse in less than a month.

If what he said was true, then this Gou Tiandao was not completely useless. At least he had a good ability to withstand pressure.

"I won't lie to you because I really need your help."

Baimao Tiandao looked at Song Pingqing eagerly:

"I have brought in many people. You are the best one. You have influenced the most people and used the most appropriate methods."

"Thank you. Don't use workplace PUA tactics on me. You know I don't buy it." Song Pingqing made a "be careful or I'll hit you on the head" gesture.

Baimao shuddered. He really didn't expect that when he gave Song Pingqing the golden finger, it was just a simple trick, but it turned out to be the retribution today.

Baimao quickly changed the subject: "Although you have accumulated a lot of merit in your previous life, it will be greatly reduced in the other world. These merits are only enough to erase Murong Xue's predetermined fate."

"Having her predetermined fate erased, does that mean she will have a future with endless possibilities?"

"Yes, she will have a future with endless possibilities."

When Song Pingqing went to find Murong Xue, Murong Xue was so sleepy that she kept nodding her head.

"Why did you come just now?" Murong Xue's tone was a little aggrieved, "It's almost twelve o'clock."

"Well, there is a troublesome guest." Song Pingqing walked over to her and sat down. "Why don't you go to bed early?"

"You said you were coming." The child said aggrievedly.

Song Pingqing sighed: "Go to sleep."

Murongxue resisted the urge to sleep and looked up at Song Pingqing: "Aren't we going to talk about that?"

Song Pingqing nodded and gently rubbed his swollen head with his hand: "But aren't you sleepy now? How about you go to sleep first?"

Staying up late is not a good habit.

Murong Xue glanced at the clock that was about to pass midnight and said with some dismay: "Then I want to ask you a question first."

"Okay, just ask."

"Do you blame me?" Murong Xue's voice trembled slightly.

"No wonder." Song Pingqing suddenly noticed that the ends of her hair were damp, as if she had not dried her hair completely after taking a shower.

"In fact, I have always wanted to tell you, but I don't know how to start." Hearing this answer, Murong Xue felt even more uncomfortable.

"Every time you were nice to me, I wanted to tell you the truth, but I didn't dare. I was afraid that after I told you the truth, you would never talk to me again."

Murong Xue's eyes were red, and she lowered her head, like a child who was at a loss after making a mistake: "I'm sorry."

"You feel guilty." Song Pingqing stood up and took out a hair dryer from the cabinet, and dried Murongxue's hair thoroughly.

"But there's no need to feel guilty. We all have a lot of things we haven't told each other, right?"

Murong Xue immediately realized what Song Pingqing was referring to.

Last year, when Song Pingqing seized three hundred thousand from the Xingyao Group in one go, she not only did not ask any further questions, she even warned Song Pingqing about the matter.

Murong Xue opened her mouth and finally said dryly: "That's different. You don't say it because your secret will be dangerous if it is revealed."

"Don't the words you can't say have anything to do with your survival?" Song Pingqing asked back.

Murong Xue was stunned by her question and couldn't answer for a while.

"You see, survival is actually a human instinct, and it's the same for you and me." Song Pingqing put down the hair dryer and used his fingers to help Murong Xue straighten her hair.

"But it's clearly my destiny, but you have to pay the price... This is not fair." Murong Xue was a little anxious.

"How is it unfair? You helped me cover up and protect me, so I also helped you change your fate and protect you." Song Pingqing gently rubbed Murong Xue's head, "Isn't this fair?"

"Throw me a wooden peach, and I will repay you with a jade." Murong Xue whispered softly.

"That's right." Seeing that she had finally gotten around this corner, Song Pingqing raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, "But you have to add the last sentence."

"It's not a reward, but a friendship forever." Murong Xue finally relaxed, joy and relief showing on her tired face.

"Yes, it's not a reward, but a friendship forever."

"What I did was not only to repay you for your protection, but also to hope that you and I can cherish this friendship and never let each other down."

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