Yan Shu didn't say the rest of the words directly, and was still a little hesitant.
Bai Yan saw his reaction and realized that something was wrong.
[And what?]
Yan Shu was silent for a long time before he spoke softly: [Ah Yan, you should have noticed something.]
[Even though you already possess so much of the protagonist's luck, yet you still can't absorb and utilize this luck... This rich and pure luck belongs to the Lord God.]
Yan Shu's last few words were spoken softly, but they still made Bai Yan's heart tremble violently, and his fingers curled and tightened slightly.
He did have this guess, but the thought only popped up in his mind for a moment before he suppressed it.
He didn't want to think about it that way.
Especially since he already had doubts about Su Li's identity, he was even more unwilling to make further associations with such things.
It was an almost absurd and ridiculous idea, and also a completely unrealistic possibility.
No one knew what Su Li had gone to do and she hadn't come back yet.
Bai Yan raised his eyes slightly, looking at the luck in front of him that only he could see. His expression was calm, and he asked softly:
[It should be more than that... If this is truly the Lord God's unique fortune, you can't be so calm.]
You are right.
Yan Shu smiled softly, then continued: [Few missionaries can come into contact with the Lord God, so naturally no one can sense his luck.]
[I only realized it the last time he attacked us. The luck here is indeed very similar to that of the Lord God, but it is also different.]
Yan Shu thought about it, pondering how to explain it, and then said:
[Speaking of which, you might not believe it, but the Lord God's aura is too overbearing and powerful, possessing a force capable of devouring everything, whereas the aura here is more gentle.]
[Look, even though you're a villain now, appearing in this room, the luck just entangles and envelops you, without any signs of corroding or harming you.]
What Yan Shu didn't say was that he even felt that the luck here was more like the luck that should have belonged to the protagonist.
Unlike the luck carried by the main god they had seen before, just being close to him gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
But he couldn't explain these things clearly. After all, it was just his feeling.
Yan Shu focused his thoughts and did not notice that 717 beside him was looking at him with unpredictable eyes.
He spoke softly to comfort her, "Ayan, don't worry. The luck here has no ill will towards you. They are even actively trying to get close to you. You'll be fine."
Bai Yan could naturally feel that these fortunes had no malicious intent.
But he still felt that the scene in front of him was a little strange. When he wanted to say something, Su Li had already walked out of the inner room with something.
Bai Yan also collected his thoughts and subconsciously cut off the connection with the system space.
He raised his eyes and looked at Su Li, his mood was a little complicated, and his eyes changed.
However, Su Li didn't seem to notice his change. There was still that gentle smile between her eyebrows. She walked towards him slowly, holding a set of clothes in her hands.
Bai Yan took a look and saw that it was a bright red robe similar to the one on Su Li.
"Xiao Yu'er..."
Bai Yan called out softly, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to the clothes. Instead, he looked straight at Su Li.
He sat on the white jade platform, raised his hands and gently held Su Li's face, looking at Su Li with his eyes lowered, with a strange feeling in his eyes and a glimmer of light.
Su Li tilted her head and kissed Bai Yan's palm.
Ripples appeared in those eyes that were usually indifferent. The love and tenderness in them could no longer be restrained at this moment, and almost overflowed into something tangible.
He held the bright red dress in both hands, his tone was light but almost pious.
"Ayan... I can do anything for you. I can be the blade in your hand. From now on, I will protect you, stand in front of you, and never let your hands be stained with blood again..."
Su Li spoke every word so seriously, like a believer's most pious prayer to his god.
The slight doubt in Bai Yan's heart disappeared at this moment.
He lowered his eyes and kissed Su Li between her eyebrows.
"Xiao Yu'er...I believe you."
He didn't want to doubt Su Li, nor did he want to doubt this person.
After all, he has been on this mission for such a long time, and this person is the only one besides the system who can always accompany him in these small worlds.
What's more, he didn't think that the old Lord God would do such a boring thing.
If the Lord God knew his thoughts and ideas and found him, he would have killed him long ago.
No matter what, I wouldn't deliberately come to the small world to act out this kind of thing with him.
Bai Yan's deep gaze fell on Su Li's lips.
He casually pulled the bright red robe from Su Li's arms and put it on himself, which matched the red robe Su Li was wearing at the moment.
Bai Yan placed his hands on Su Li's shoulders, raised his legs slightly, and spoke softly:
"Xiao Yu'er..."
Su Li finally couldn't restrain himself any longer. The image of Bai Yan, whom he had seen countless times in his dreams, and the proactive look of Bai Yan when he was in the Imperial Master's Mansion appeared in his mind.
Those images were swirling and intertwining in his mind like crazy, and at this moment, Bai Yan in red clothes looked just like the seductive demon, and every move stimulated him.
Su Li's breathing became heavy, and she pressed the person directly onto the white jade platform!
“Ayan…Ayan…”
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