Chapter 470

"United Terran overturned Terran gods?"

Na'er's face was magical: "this... This is really something I've never thought about..."

"How can Terrans choose to stand with us without great interests?"

She frowned again: "and the promotion of hunting soul beasts will also become a huge gap between Terrans and soul beasts. It is almost impossible to unite."

"When interests concern everyone, they will naturally stand with us..."

Qin Jian smiled, but there was no temperature: "believe in becoming a God? That's enough. I don't agree with this kind of God."

"As for the cultivation method, when I reach that level, I will naturally give better, you don't have to worry," he added.

Na'er looked at him: "do you want to create your own Terran skill? Is it difficult?"

Qin Jian shook his head and smiled: "in the final analysis, it's just to use the soul power to strengthen himself. This human race has taken a fork in the road and absorbed the power of the soul ring. It's not their own at all. Finally, they believe in becoming a God and rely on others. Moreover, there are differences in the cultivation methods before and after becoming a God, which is not in the same strain..."

He has read so many books in his previous life, although he has not practiced, but his theoretical cognition is very strong. In addition, now he can really reach the level enough to create, he will find that those imagination can really be used for reference.

Thank those ordinary people in previous lives who fantasize about cultivation every day

"I'm really blinded by hatred..."

Na'er suddenly sighed gently, turned her playing hand over, grabbed Qin Jian's palm and said, "I should have completely seen through these hidden tricks for thousands of years..."

Qin Jian also grasped her hand, shook his head and smiled: "who can see the truth in the bureau? Fortunately, you have me to help you."

Na'er suddenly lowered her eyes: "yes, fortunately I have you..."

The breeze blew in from the open window, lifted their hair, smoothed their mood and dispersed the haze.

Na'er had never felt so comfortable at any moment. She suddenly wondered why Qin Jian had said similar words before. Why had she never heard of it?

Being in the middle and not seeing clearly is one reason.

Another reason is

She suddenly raised her head and stared at Qin Jian's side face.

In addition, in the past, she didn't change her shape, didn't really walk with him, and didn't really experience his mood, his ideas and his way of thinking.

Most importantly, in the past, she was immersed in her own world. Even if she attached great importance to Qin Jian, she couldn't tell whether it was because his strength could help her revenge or because he was him?

It was not until four years ago that he was forced to use the silver dragon gun that she really woke up and walked with him that she gradually became him.

Because it's him, I'm willing to give him the silver dragon gun. Because it's him, I'm willing to integrate consciousness. Because it's him, I'm... Hostile to those women.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qin Jian touched his cheek inexplicably.

"Nothing..."

A smile suddenly appeared from na'er's beautiful face: "I just suddenly felt that... Countless years of obsession blinded my eyes and made me ignore too much... The beauty around me."

"That's why I often say that even if the goal is ambitious and looking forward to the future, we can't ignore the present. After all, the meaning of life is not in the result, but in every moment."

He raised his hands and put them behind his head, allowing the sun to pass through the window lattice and fall on his angular cheeks, reflecting a faint halo.

Why are your cheeks a little hot

Na'er suddenly raised her hand and covered her cold little hand on her cheek before she felt more comfortable.

It's asking for trouble

Why did you make his shape into what you like

I knew I should be a little uglier, so maybe his God test objects are to break up completely, not to break up.

Silver Dragon King, Silver Dragon King, you are such a fool

However, if he doesn't look so agreeable to himself, will he still have the current mood?

So... What's the right thing to do?

Na'er thought, and her purple eyes became circles.

"Na'er..."

The best voice for her sounded in her ear. Na'er looked up and saw Qin Jian approach her against the light, with a warm smile on her face: "it's the first time I've seen you look like a girl."

"Ah?"

A big question mark was drawn by the silver flow that came out of her head.

Qin Jian smiled: "in the past, you were always a high God. You looked at the world and me faintly. Even if you occasionally fell into the world, you wouldn't feel like an ordinary little girl like this."

"Do you want me to be the God above... Or now?" asked Nall.

"Now, of course."

Qin Jian said without hesitation: "that kind of high should be facing outsiders. We don't need such masks between us. Just be the most real ourselves."

"The most real yourself..."

Na'er tilted her head: "what do you think the most real me should be like? I never seem to hide myself."

That means, is it because of me that you become like a little girl now?

Qin Jian was comforted by Lao Huai.

What else is true or not?

His eyes began to spin and his mind moved

"Na'er, are you tired from sitting?" he asked suddenly.

"Tired? Why tired?" na'er looked up.

Qin Jian patted the cushion and said, "this seat is still too hard for your little girl's body. After all, there is not much meat... Should it be uncomfortable to sit for a long time?"

"We are not ordinary people. Where can we feel this?" na'er said with a smile.

Blunder, this routine does not apply to the fantasy world

Qin Jianyin took a selfie and patted his head. His brain continued to spin.

"Na'er, don't you think it doesn't look normal for us to sit side by side now?" he added.

What does this man want to do, moth

Na'er, who was familiar with Qin Jian, was almost subconsciously vigilant: "what do you want to say?"

"Don't you think we have a strong sense of seeing father and daughter?" Qin Jian smiled.

"Father and daughter?"

Na'er looked at the posture of the two sitting side by side, especially that she was a full head short, and her body was so Petite that she was almost completely covered by Qin Jian.

It seems that I really feel like a father and daughter

So she stopped talking.

Qin Jian blinked: "na'er, why don't you continue to ask?"

"Are you waiting for me to ask how to sit so that you won't feel like a father and daughter?"

Na'er's purple eyes glanced at him: "I know there is a trap in front. How can I step on it?"

Qin Jian: "

These hundreds of thousands of years old ancestors are too difficult to carry... Fall!