The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 261 The Declining Noble Miss 2

Tian Miao didn't think about it anymore, but communicated with the creator god: ready, you can start to look back in time.

This small world is already riddled with holes, and what the fool did just now is to destroy and reset. It's like building blocks, build it, tear it down, rebuild it, tear it down again, and continue to build. But in the process of toppling, the building blocks will be damaged, and this damage will accumulate and eventually collapse. The best way now is to let the Creator consume energy, let the time go back to the beginning, and she revises from the beginning.

The ability of this employee is really spicy! What should be more important just now, anyway, they are all fools.

Tian Miao couldn't help but complain again.

After receiving Tianmiao's voice, the creator **** began to look back in time with that small world, and then when he looked up, he saw an excited son standing in front of him.

"What are you doing?" the creator **** asked slowly.

"Miao Miao! Is it Miao Miao! Miao Miao, she, she, she..." The person who spoke was the good-looking "fool" who was knocked over by Tian Miao just now. His true identity is the son of the creator god, Hill.

The creator **** did not answer, but took a sip of tea slowly. I sighed in my heart that Oriental tea is really good. The taste is fragrant and sweet, and the most important thing is that it is very suitable to be forced at this time. When others are in a hurry, I take a sip of tea slowly, ah, this feeling is really cool!

"You speak, Father God, is it right?" Hill asked eagerly.

"Call Dad!" The creator put down his teacup and glanced at Hill. I don't know why, but I heard that my father has a strange sense of accomplishment. Although the one in front of him should have been called his own father.

"Dad!" Hill blurted out, hurried forward, slapped his hands on the desk of the Creator, "You mean, what is going on? It's her, isn't it, it's her?"

The creator **** picked up the teacup slowly, and said slowly: "Have you seen it?"

"I have seen it." Hill nodded, seeing the expression of the Creator God, Hill's heart finally slowly calmed down, but the surprise in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

"Did you speak?" The Creator asked again.

"I, I... don't dare. I'm afraid I'm dreaming, I ran away." Hill lowered his head in annoyance.

"Brilliant!" The Creator snorted coldly.

"Then tell me, what the **** is going on?" Hill looked up, his tone anxious, and if it wasn't his **** father, he would start to force a confession.

"Miaomiao can't remember everything before. So, don't act rashly." The Creator is no longer the leisurely appearance just now, but a dignified attitude, "Just tell you that you are in her eyes. Here, he is now a stranger." The creator **** remembered Tianmiao calling him Uncle Xi, and suddenly felt heartbroken. Alas, Miao Miao called him handsome Uncle Astor.

Hill frowned: "I don't remember, what do you mean?"

"Literally. Isn't it enough for her to appear in front of you again?" The Creator sneered, "I have won the opportunity for you. If you are stupid again, then you really should melt away in this world."

Hill lowered his head and fell silent. It took a long time to finally raise his head to look at the **** of creation, with complicated eyes and a grateful smile on his handsome face: "Father, thank you. Thank you... let me meet her again. This time, I will take it well."

(End of this chapter)