A Genius and a God Fell In Love

Xiao Hui said: "Who is brave enough to go over and pull her over?"

The players looked at each other, Zhao Lele waved his hand: "I don't dare."

Zhang Huan said: "I have been pushed by a ghost once, and now I have a shadow in my heart."

Nangong Nan's eyes moved slightly and he tentatively said: "Since there is no way to save her, we might as well leave first. Her dress is a reward and maybe she will wake up later."

Liu Hui frowned and said, "I can't do such an immoral thing as leaving her in front of my eyes."

Zhang Huan glanced at her and said, "I can't do it either."

Qin Yi pushed up her glasses and said, "Since we can't leave our teammates behind, let's find a way together."

Zhang Hanwen said: "I suggest that we all go together to save people. This can also embolden each other."

Zhao Lele suddenly remembered something and said: "Brother Zhang Hanwen, you have a telescopic stick. Use the telescopic stick to pull Sister Li over."

Zhang Hanwen said warmly: "The other party didn't respond, and I couldn't force the stick into her hand and let her hold it."

Zhao Lele pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, I was eager to save people, but I was stupid."

"It's okay, let's go there together."

"Walk."

A group of people stepped over the weeds and surrounded Sister Li.

He said loudly: "Sister Li, wake up quickly, what you saw is an illusion."

"Yes, Sister Li, what you pulled out was not yellow Bianhua flowers, but weeds. You cut your gloves."

No matter whether the player shouted to her face or whispered into her ear, she didn't respond and kept pulling weeds.

Helpless, the player grabbed her wrist and said, "Sister Li, stop quickly, you are out of control."

At this moment, the clear and ethereal sound of wind chimes sounded in my ears.

There was only one sound, illusory and ethereal, which was particularly loud in this silent house.

The middle-aged woman trembled and woke up.

When she saw the weeds in her hands, she was shocked and threw them away quickly.

Shaking her skirt, she shouted: "Oh my god, I'm going to faint. What's going on? Why did I become so embarrassed?"

The players were relieved to see her wake up.

Zhang Huan said: "You were just controlled by a ghost, and you picked the weeds on the ground as flowers."

The middle-aged woman was even more shocked, "I don't remember, I don't remember how I got here at all, and I got covered in grass."

Qin Yi said: "Sister Li, throw away the flowers on your hat quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red Hibiscus flowers on the middle-aged woman's top hat turned into a pile of yellow paper the size of copper coins and scattered in the wind.

"It turns out it really has something to do with flowers."

The middle-aged woman was still frightened. She patted her chest and said, "I'm scared to death. A beautiful rose has turned into something from the underworld. Who would have thought."

Chen Chen said: "Sister Li, don't pick any beautiful flowers when you see them again."

Sister Li said: "This girl Zhao Lele picked it. If she didn't pick it off, I would definitely not put it on my hat."

Zhao Lele rolled his eyes. "Sister Li, everyone has tried to persuade you, but you didn't listen."

"Okay, stop talking, let's get out of here quickly."

The group of people quickly got out of the grass and walked towards the road pointed by the arrow.

What they didn't realize was that after they left.

The barren grassland turned into a field of yellow Hibiscus flowers.

The flowers smell strange, and there is a woman wearing a brown-red dress sitting in front of the stone table.

She held a red Bana flower in her hand and raised her gaze slightly, revealing her face under the brim of her hat.

That face...is none other than Sister Li.

"Sister Li, are you okay now? Do you feel trance-like?" Zhao Lele asked with concern.

"No, no." The middle-aged woman waved her hand, "I'm completely awake."

"That's good."

"Hey, Xiaobei, why don't you say anything." Zhao Lele ran over and held Nangong Nan's arm again.

Nangong Nan said: "I talk less."

Zhang Huan habitually wanted to say something sarcastic, but the thorn on her forehead brought her back to her senses.

Crazy woman is annoying to look at.

Everyone else also said their own things, and it felt like they were deliberately ignoring Nangong Nan.

Chen Chen glanced at a few people and said to Nangong Nan, "Don't mind. It's probably because of your cold personality that everyone is a little afraid of you."

Nangong Nan said coldly, "Yeah".

Suddenly, she felt a strong peaceful and sacred aura.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the gods worshiped by all things in the pavilion in front of him.

There are overgrown weeds all around, the houses are dilapidated, and the pillars of the pavilion are old and mottled.

The god sitting in the pavilion exudes divine light that nourishes all things.

He is the Lord and the Redeemer.

The god looked at her. His gold-rimmed glasses gave him a touch of elegance, and the gold chain tassels on both sides gave him a touch of luxury.

His appearance and attire are as chaotic and complex as his divinity.

The loving eyes that were originally full of divinity were now full of tender doting, which belonged to a girl only.

Nangong Nan's heart suddenly shrank and beat faster.

She immediately ran over, and the god raised his hand and banned the game.

The little girl ran into his arms like a dancing butterfly.

The god hugged her and chuckled: "I rushed over recklessly without fear of being seen by others."

"With you here, what should I be afraid of?"

Nangong Nan hugged his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Lord God, I seem to be excluded by the players."

The god said: "That's because they envy your abilities and are jealous of your rewards."

"Something's wrong. Even if they think so, they shouldn't exclude me."

Nangong Nan looked thoughtful, "The previous players were all looking forward to having a powerful player lead them in the same round of the game."

The god lowered his eyes, and the gold chain tassels on both sides slid down from his cheeks. He asked, "Then have you found out the reason?"

"Not yet, but I already have some ideas."

Nangong Nan said, "I believe we will know the truth soon."

"Then come on, kid."

Nangong Nan's eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully. Is this considered a reminder from the gods?

She leaned against him sideways, her fingers fiddling with the gleaming golden robe.

Suddenly remembering something, she raised her upper body and pointed at her face and said to the god: "You haven't said yet how you feel when you see my new face."

The god said, "Disguise will have no effect on me."

"So, what you see is still my face?"

The god touched her delicate face and nodded slightly.

Nangong Nan's mouth flattened boredly, "It's boring."

The god chuckled, "Little girl, I am a god, and any disguise will have no effect in front of me."

Nangong Nan subconsciously retorted, "Huh, I don't believe it. You can't see through people's hearts."

The god paused and said with a smile: "You are wrong. I understand people's hearts best, so I don't like to look at them anymore."

Nangong Nan thought for a few seconds and said, "You mean, although you understand people's hearts, you don't understand them?"

"You can say that because the human heart makes me irritated."