A Genius and a God Fell In Love

Tang Junjun's clothes were also dry, and their faces were not pale. So Zhang Huan was the only one in this scary situation.

Fortunately, her consciousness was still awake, and she was even more afraid of her own appearance.

She wringed the water from her clothes hard, and there was a pool of water stains at her feet, but she was still dripping wet.

Zhang Huan's expression became more and more frightened, she was very scared.

She felt like she was surrounded by water, her body soaked in invisible water.

Even the breath smells like water.

"You guys think of a solution quickly, please."

She didn't know what to do and could only place her hopes on others.

Little did they know that everyone was looking at her with more and more frightened expressions.

How could the woman in front of her be a human being? She was obviously a water ghost.

The players subconsciously stepped back and stayed away from her.

"Don't leave, please help me."

Zhang Huan quickly stopped them.

She wiped her face helplessly, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong?"

Qin Yi comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we won't leave, we will definitely find a way to save you."

Chen Chen nodded, "Yes, don't be afraid, we won't leave you behind."

Zhang Hanwen: "You wait and we can discuss it."

Everyone tried to calm her down with glances and words, but they didn't notice that Zhang Huan lowered her head and didn't move for a long time.

Suddenly, the corners of her mouth curved sinisterly, and she raised her eyes, her eyes pure black.

Just like Tang Junjun looked like when he bit someone before.

"Trench!"

"what happened?"

"Zhang Huan, are you still awake?"

The players opened their eyes wide and took a defensive stance.

Zhang Huan twisted his neck, and the "click-click" sound was very scary.

She looked at everyone and said, "Don't leave, please help me."

Her voice was very soft and ethereal, like the breeze blowing through the leaves that was hard to catch, but the ending was very long and eerie.

The players swallowed and stared at her movements.

Zhang Huan slowly raised his hand and walked towards the player, "Help me, I feel very uncomfortable, my bones hurt, and my whole body is so cold."

The middle-aged woman clasped her hands together and silently prayed for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas while retreating further and further away from Zhang Huan.

Xiao Hui pulled Zhang Hanwen's clothes and hid behind him, quietly sizing up Zhang Huan.

Others are scared and anxious. They cannot leave Zhang Huan alone, but how should they take care of him now?

None of them have any magic weapon to ward off evil spirits.

"Help."

Zhang Huan was like a soulless zombie, opening and closing his lips to speak human words.

Step by step, he walked towards the player with stiff steps.

Zhao Lele said anxiously to Nangong Nan: "Xiao Bei, please think of a solution quickly."

Nangong Nan said: "There is no way unless the ghost takes the initiative to let her go."

"How is that possible?"

Nangong Nan said no more.

Zhang Huan grabbed Liu Hui's sleeve, and Liu Hui shook his arms in fear, "Let me go."

Zhang Huan was knocked down by his arm and fell into the weeds. Her exposed skin was scratched by thorns, but she felt no pain.

Instead, like a mindless zombie, he continued to murmur: "Help me, help me."

While silently reciting Amitabha, the middle-aged woman said, "Let's go first. Staying here is dangerous and useless, so we might as well leave first."

"What about Zhang Huan?" Chen Chen asked.

"What else can we do? She's already like this, and there's nothing we can do. What do you think we should do?"

Zhou Kaiyu suddenly said: "I have an idea."

Everyone looked at him.

Zhou Kaiyu said: "If we leave, she will definitely follow."

Sister Li quickly said: "Yes, yes, this is a good method. She was controlled and she didn't forget to ask us to help her. She will definitely follow us if we leave."

The players looked at Zhang Huan, who struggled to get up from the haystack and stretched out his arms to catch the players.

"Help me, don't leave me, help me."

The middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd and bent down to talk to Zhang Huan, "As long as you follow us, we will help you."

Then she winked at everyone and everyone walked forward.

Zhang Huan actually followed.

Zhao Lele blinked and said to Nangong Nan, "Can it still be like this?"

Nangong Nan said: "Obviously this method is feasible, let's go."

The players looked back at Zhang Huan as they walked, always keeping a distance of about one meter from her.

Zhang Huan followed unsteadily, stretching his arms and murmuring to help her.

At first, everyone was wary of her, fearing that she would suddenly go crazy and bite others, but gradually they became relieved.

Liu Hui also broke off a piece of dogtail grass, put his hands behind his back, and teased her like a cat.

"Hurry up and follow us. If you lose us, we won't help you."

Chen Chen said: "Be careful. The injury on your neck doesn't hurt anymore? Don't forget that she is not normal now."

Zhang Huan's eyes were still completely black, without the whites of his eyes, leaving a trail of water wherever he walked.

This picture is really weird.

The sky was blue and the sun was bright, and although the weather was gloomy, it didn't rain.

The others were clean and fresh, but she was the only one who was wet and pale, like a water ghost lying down from the lake.

Fortunately, these players are all experienced people. If they were novices, they would have dispersed in a hurry.

Zhao Lele walked beside Nangong Nan. The two of them were a few steps behind Zhang Huan, walking in the middle of the players relative to Zhang Huan.

"Xiao Bei, does Zhang Huan's appearance have anything to do with that lake?"

"have no idea."

"Oh, don't be so cold. Let's talk."

Nangong Nan said: "I talk less."

The god on the other side suddenly let out a short chuckle, and Nangong Nan looked sideways.

The man had a slender figure, his light golden robe shone with dazzling divine light, and his black hair spread on his back like a waterfall.

Although he maintains a human form in Nangong Nan's sight, his temperament and image belong to two different worlds from the players.

At this time, he looked at her slightly sideways, with gold chain tassels hanging on his cheeks, adding a bit of luxury.

"Little girl, don't look at me like that. I was just amused by your words."

Nangong Nan said: "I usually talk less, but you talk more in front of me."

"That's what I smile about. It's not a narrow smile, but a happy smile."

Nangong Nan's face became hot and he looked away, "Why did you become like this..."

"I've been with you for so long, don't you understand me?"

"...I thought you were a reserved and majestic god."

The god's expression paused slightly, a little distressed, "So, I have damaged my image in your mind?"

Nangong Nan nodded seriously, "Yes, you are no longer majestic and holy."

The god said: "It doesn't matter, I don't need majesty to be with you, I just need warmth."

Nangong Nan covered his face with his hands and tilted his head, "Stop talking."

The god tilted his head in confusion, "Did I say something wrong again?"

Nangong Nan grabbed his sleeve and said, "Be more serious."