about you.

"I thought it made sense, so I honestly took the postgraduate entrance examination.

"And the most important thing is that I am not the 'sir' who wrote these two poems. I am just a postgraduate entrance exam addict who looks at the pornographic pictures in the postgraduate entrance exam group every day. How much can you expect from me? Right?

"It's already so difficult to save a dragon city. I never thought about looking up, but what did I see?

"The whole world is like a bigger dragon city, with the feudal and dictatorial imperial power, the empress whose family affairs are the affairs of the state, the mythical power whose source is unknown, the Qi practitioners who use force to suppress the ban, and the people who are wailing like mayflies in the prosperous age.

"The more you get in touch with and integrate into this world, the colder and more real it feels. Brother Lan doesn't understand, but you are so cool and unrestrained. You can stay in the basin every day, wait for others, scold Fang Qiu and guide the country.

"To be honest, I don't regret coming to Dragon City, but I'm not proud at all to be such a short-term savior."

Ouyang Rong's face returned to calm, he lowered his head and continued to water the water carefully, and said calmly:

"Brother Lan, do you know when I am happiest these days?

"The happiest and happiest time for me is when I hear the sound of shovels colliding with stones and heavy hammers hitting wooden piles. It's when the folks in Longcheng work together to dig new canals, and when Dickong Gate is built from scratch.

When I wake up! These sounds in my ears are so beautiful that I can hear them from morning to night and never get tired of them!"

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the orchid. He grinned widely, revealing three white teeth. His smile was as bright as the sunshine outside, but the words that came out of his mouth were cold:

"Then do you know what is the most painful thing for me? It is that one second they were working with their own hands to create, and the next second they turned their heads and bowed to me, called me Sir, Master, and were grateful to me!"

Ouyang Rong maintained his smile, tried hard to open his eyes that were gradually turning red, raised his head high, and his chest rose and fell violently like an old bellows:

"I earn a lot of merit from the people by squeezing their wealth and anointing from the people. I also ask them to help me build water conservancy projects. I can then go to the court to ask for merits and rewards. At the same time, I can become famous and make the world famous.

The soldiers and the people all praise me, Ouyang Lianghan, for my good work and my beautiful work. I am a gentleman and an upright official of the world! I even deserve to be named in the annals of history for future generations to look up to!

"And what about them?" He raised his chin and gestured out the window: "It's as simple as me letting them have enough to eat and live a good life, but with such a simple condition, throughout history, only a few people can achieve it?

What kind of bullshit world is this!

"But all the princes in the court, Empress Wei, and other high-sounding wolves, all turned around and praised me for doing a good job. I am a good official of the country! I am a minister of the country! I am a good dog that shepherds the sheep on behalf of the emperor!

The more he spoke, the more his face turned red, as if he had been greatly insulted and furious. The young man watering the flowers showed a rare ferocious look on his face. He pointed at his feet and roared hoarsely:

"Isn't this the Infinite Hell that 'I don't know the master' originally said? What is it if it's not the Infinite Hell?! Compared with this, that world is really the Lotus Pure Land!"

Ouyang Rong pulled open his collar with his right hand and gasped:

"The junior sister said that she also wants to be a shepherd dog like me, but I don't want to be this kind of shepherd dog for a moment anymore!

"Don't be this birdy! If you leave, there is a pure land, so go back to it!"

A water gourd dropped to the ground, spilling water all over the floor. The young man with red eyes suddenly turned around, went to the Eight Immortals table, and opened a certain baggage.

On the window sill, there was only one Clivia flower, quietly isolated, and the water drops hanging on the leaf seemed to be gently watching the man's back.

Not aware of the hustle and bustle.
Chapter completed!