Yan Xixi opened his eyes and saw the white-robed man sitting on the sofa opposite.

Everything in this room is furnished in a simple white style.

As far as the eye can see, it is pure white.

The man's white hair fell down on his shoulders, his eyes were closed slightly, his expression was holy, his posture was peaceful, and his eyebrows were compassionate and tame, like a jade god and Buddha statue carved by the world.

The depression in his chest and heart, which was smashed by Yan Xixi's fist, had been restored to its original state, and there was no trace of it.

Yan Xixi's gaze fell on the knee that she had kicked off.

It looks natural, with no signs of sagging or twisting.

Obviously, the knee is also better.

However, he realized that he had a huge pain in his wrist.

She looked down and found herself nestled in the corner, her hands twisted in an eerie arc.

The man only healed himself, but ignored her.

Xiao Ai said distressedly: "Big, isn't it painful, exchange for a painkiller, you can redeem it for a favorability value." ”

Yan Xixi only has a few favorability points, and she doesn't want to waste any of them.

Yan Xixi: "Where are we now?" ”

"I don't know." Xiao Ai's system relies on Yan Xixi to understand everything around him most of the time.

It probably also knows what it can't do, and said in a weak heart: "You just woke up, rest first." ”

Yan Xixi: "What is the man opposite?" ”

Xiao Ai: "Dada, I don't care about anyone else except the Dark God and you, and I don't know about it. ”

Yan Xixi: "Then you are quite single-minded." ”

Xiao Ai keenly heard that this was not a compliment to himself.

Whispered defense: "Big, I'm still a novice system, only if your favorability value is saved to a hundred, I can upgrade, and then the system will have a lot more functions." ”

It's throwing the pot of system incompetence back at her.

Yan Xixi didn't bother to fight with it anymore.

She looked up at the white-robed man on the couch.

"Can you bother to find a doctor to pick me up on the wrist?"

Between the begging of this guy, Yan Xixi's tone was very polite.

When the white-robed man heard this, his pure white eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes and stared at Yan Xixi in the opposite corner.

He said, "If you kneel down and pray to me sincerely, my divine power will heal your wounds." ”

Down, kneeling? Power?

Yan Xixi: ?? What the fuck are you talking about?

Not even the true dark god Srzer had asked her to do so.

Yan Xixi was in a panic at this time, and he didn't raise the bar with him, after all, in this guy's territory, he would only be the one who suffered from the hard bar.

She respectfully said, "I would like to ask, what kind of god are you?" ”

When the white-robed man heard this, he sighed very gently.

"Xiaoyan." He said helplessly: "You are past the age of rebellion, I will not indulge you anymore." ”

Yan Xixi: ??

She has no memory of her original owner.

I don't understand what kind of relationship this person in front of me has with the original owner.

"I don't need your connivance either." Yan Xixi raised his arm.

Then he gritted his teeth.

After taking a breath, she looked up at the guy: "You teach me how to pray, stop talking nonsense, I will die of pain if I continue like this." ”

The white-robed man didn't speak, he restrained his expression, and a pair of eyes turned hazy white again.

If it weren't for the angular features, he would almost have blended in with the white around him.

Yan Xixi reminded him: "Your eyes have changed color, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

Although he didn't get along much with this guy, Xixi keenly felt that once the other party's eyes turned hazy white, it was the most extreme state of rage.

I did anger him before, but now that she was talking well, and respectfully asking him, why did he enter a berserk state again?

As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly enveloped Yan Xixi, and Yan Xixi dragged Yan Xixi to the feet of the white-robed man.

He reached out and pinched her neck.

Yan Xixi's neck was pinched, as if he was choked by seven inches, and he had difficulty breathing, only feeling that his neck could be pinched by the other party at any time.

She was forced to tilt her head to meet the gaze that fell on her face.

"You're back?" His gaze was intense and scrutinizing.

You're back?

What do you mean?

His other hand carefully touched the corner of Yan Xixi's eye, the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on his lips.

His fingertips are soft and precious.

It's like stroking a unique piece.

But the hand he was holding Yan Xixi's neck didn't let go at all.

It's still tightly clamped, and it seems to be pinched off at any moment.

Yan Xixi was made his scalp tingle by his schizophrenic behavior.

The white-robed man's expression gradually became nervous, and his voice was a little hurried and flustered: "Yanyan, are you back?" You tell me, you tell me. ”

Yan Xixi: ......

She wanted to speak, but her neck was pinched, and it was difficult to kick her breath, let alone speak, and if she continued like this, she would have been suffocated to death before her neck was broken by him.

Because she was in a half-kneeling and half-lying position, her hands and wrists were broken, and she couldn't struggle to resist at all.

The white-robed man's white fingers, barely bloody, or vein-blooded, traced lightly on Yan Xixi's lips.

He was disappointed that Hessi did not respond to him.

However, Yan Xixi was even more desperate than him, and she was about to roll her eyes and die.

"Do you want to know how to pray?" Gradually, his emotions calmed down.

Eventually, his face returned to its usual holiness and peace.

He let go of the hand that was pinching Yan Xixi's neck.

Yan Xixi fell limply to the ground, panting like a fish on the verge of death.

The white-robed man's eyelashes drooped, hiding the emotions under his eyes.

He whispered, "I'll read it again." ”

Without waiting for Hezie to react to what he meant.

His voice suddenly became holy and solemn.

"My beloved God of Light, I pray here in the name of true love for you, for your favor and for your presence, for which I will love you forever."

After finishing speaking, he moved his gaze to Yan Xixi's face, with an expression of "the template has been given to you, you can pray".

Yan Xixi looked shocked.

God of Light?

She asked Xiao Ai in her mind: "This guy is the God of Light?" ”

Xiao Ai was also a little confused: "God of Light, okay, it seems that it shouldn't exist anymore." ”

Yan Hexi: "Why doesn't the God of Light exist?" ”

Xiao Ai knows this question.

It hurriedly said to Hessi Science: "In this world, there was no dark god at the beginning, the god of light was the most powerful god, and the first god born in the world was the god of light, and then there were other small gods. ”

"However, the followers of those minor gods together do not have as many believers as the gods of light. But later, the god of light fell and became the god of darkness. ”

Yan Xixi: ", do you mean that Srze used to be the God of Light?" Why did he become a dark god? ”