Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

The skin is like the layers of snow on the black branches in the middle of winter, because it has just been hit, and the snow-white forehead is covered with a bright red, like a plum blossom blooming in the heavy snow.

Under the soft lighting of the gym, Yan Lian's pupils narrowed into sharp points.

"Brother." He murmured, "Is it true that ugly things always bring nasty bad luck?"

Yan Wujiu raised eyebrows to look at him, "What do you want?"

Yan Lian's expression suddenly changed, his tone was sharp, he clasped his fingers tightly, extremely nervous, "I want to find that Su Jiao!! It's him! It's that ugly monster! Let me have this terrible nightmare!!"

Yan Wujiu noticed that his younger brother was ill again, he pressed his temple: "I asked the Su family to find him, for Gu Si's matter, we have to go to the clubhouse."

The Jinse clubhouse was originally a good place for the young masters to eat, drink, have fun, and enjoy luxury cars.

But today it's not luxury cars that roar here, but ambulances.

Gu Si, the fourth young master of the Gu family, suffered a cardiac arrest and died strangely. After being sent to the hospital, he went directly to the morgue.

The mother of the Gu family was crying and didn't understand what happened. Her son died strangely. She was making a scene here and wanted an explanation from the clubhouse.

When Su Jiao heard the news, she was holding her broken Apple 7 and squatting in the... luxury toilet of the Jinse Club.

There is no way, staying in that dilapidated rental house, his divine power will be deducted by 5 point every 1 minutes.

Divine power is a very important thing. In the world of natural disasters, the amount of his divine power determines the lives he can save.

After he got here, his divine power finally stopped dropping and began to rise slowly...but probably because the toilet was too shabby, his divine power only increased by 1 point every hour.

As a former wealthy young master, he had been to the Jinse Club before. It was full of sensual luxury and wealth. After he sneaked in, he used the new identity he bought at the system store because he was afraid of being recognized.

His original ID card was that face full of burns, but his new identity was his current face. The only thing worth complaining about was that when he got the ID card, the system changed his name to Su Jiao.

Su Banana: "?"

The system was very calm: "I wanted to hit Su Jiao, but my hand trembled and I hit the wrong one."

He also knew the dead young master of the Gu family, Gu Si.

Gu Si is the same as those who bully him, always loves to ridicule him, but seems to have a preference for his hands, and treats him better later on.

But these good things disappeared the moment I saw his face;

Su Jiao didn't care what happened to him.

When someone you know dies suddenly, it still makes people feel a little sad.

But it doesn't have much to do with him, Su Jiao thought optimistically, work harder, and after 1 hour a day, his divine power will return to 0!

……

One hour later, Su Jiao left the toilet with a green face.

Although it's not impossible, the big brother next door probably ate too much white radish, or had diarrhea.

It really stinks.

At this moment, the system suddenly said.

"Drip - find potential worshipers!"

Su Jiao: "Potential devotees..."

The so-called worshipers are the believers of the gods. The worshipers must not violate the gods or harm the gods, and must actively provide everything the gods need.

And when God needs to avoid natural disasters, obey God's functions, protect him, and save him.

Potential devotees are survivors who have been saved by God but have not yet chosen to become devotees.

here……

There are actually survivors of the natural disaster world?

At this moment, Su Jiao's old Apple 7 rang.

The caller ID is mother.

"The housekeeper didn't find you at the address you gave, where did you go?"

Zheng Feng's voice still carried a bit of bitterness.

Zheng Feng was always like this, talking to him with a bit of arrogance, but to another young master Su Bingxue, he just subdued himself and cared abnormally.

The disappointments of these years have piled up, and it seems to have become a habit——

Su Jiao just wanted to say that she was not at home, but when she opened her mouth——

"Where am I going, what does it matter to you?"

The young man's voice was clear and cold, like a lingering mountain spring, extremely arrogant: "Ms. Zheng, I hope you understand that you have nothing to do with me now."

Yan Lian paused, slowly stepped back, and looked sideways at the door of the bathroom.

The bodyguards who followed him looked at each other, and slowly backed away a little.

The clothes the boy was wearing were a little wrinkled, and the trouser legs were slightly rolled up, revealing a little delicate ankle.

In the smooth mirror, a little snow-white skin exposed by the boy's silk shirt was reflected, and the delicate collarbone was faintly visible.

Yan Lian's fingers twitched abnormally, and the tea-brown eyes were stained with a penetrating coolness.

Su Banana...?

The other side seemed to be stunned by him, unable to speak for a long time.

Su Jiao didn't expect that she would blurt out such words, and she covered her mouth after she finished speaking, her eyes widened.

But he quickly remembered the passive skill he had learned before, "I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore".

After a while, the other party seemed to get angry, and cursed: "You have the guts, Su Jiao!! You don't even think about who dragged you up, and you just talk to me like this?! Your wings are hard——"

It wasn't until Zheng Feng finished cursing that he realized that the other party had hung up the phone.

Facing the beeping mobile phone, her chest heaved and she was very angry.

She subconsciously looked to the other side, a man sitting on the leather sofa, realized something, and smiled apologetically, "It seems like I won't be able to find him for a while."

"It's okay, Mrs. Su."

The man stood up politely in a suit and leather shoes, "However, I still hope that you can find Mr. Ling as soon as possible. Young Master Yan has a bad temper. If you don't see him for a long time, the Su family will be unlucky."

"Okay, okay..." Zheng Feng kept nodding, "He's very soft-tempered, I'll definitely come back after a few words of persuasion."

On the other side, Su Jiao hung up the phone, turned around, and met Yan Lian.

Master Yanjia dressed very casually, with a white sweater, black trousers, very trendy sneakers, and a pair of white gloves.

Su Jiao got goosebumps when she saw Yan Lian, and she turned her head and wanted to run away.

Those tea-brown eyes looked at him quietly, and when he ran away for a while, his thin lips parted slightly.

"Catch him."

Just when Su Jiao thought she was going to escape, she was immediately controlled by the muscular bodyguards, and her head was pinned down hard on the ground, causing the pain.

He heard unhurried footsteps, and in front of him was a pair of casual shoes that looked expensive.

Yan Lian: "Su... Banana?"

Su Jiao shook her head crazily: "Um..."

He still couldn't forget that it was this person, this lunatic.

Yan Lian said that she was curious and wanted to see his face, but after he refused, he forcibly took off his mask, and then screamed like a lunatic after being frightened, Su Jiao was kicked out of the house not long after.

But Su Jiao knew that this person was not really frightened.

When he screamed, his eyes were cold, as if he was performing a play.

In the end, when everyone came to watch, he lowered his head and spoke to him happily in a voice that only two people could hear.

- "I hate being rejected by ugly things."

The movement here has already attracted a lot of people to watch, and everyone is pointing, wondering what happened here.

Yan Lian smiled coldly, he knelt down and looked at Su Jiao like an ant on the ground that could be crushed to death at any time.

"It's you." He lightly touched Su Jiao's face with his white gloved hand, slowly pulling up the cotton thread of the mask.

Su Jiao struggled frantically, and he shook his head desperately. The disgust he had accumulated over the years made him afraid that the mask would be removed, and that he would be exposed to others——

Yan Lian enjoyed his fear, but he didn't mean to take off Su Jiao's mask - he hated ugly things, and even more hated Su Jiao's face.

But he likes the feeling of slowly pushing the prey into the abyss.

Just like a dissected mouse, a little twitching and helpless struggle will give him the pleasure of holding and playing with the precious life.

But Su Banan struggled so violently that the cotton thread of the mask was torn——

Yan Lian casually lowered her head, her pupils shrank suddenly.

At that moment, he heard everyone, including himself, gasp.

What a beautiful face that is.

The skin is like the layers of snow on the black branches in the middle of winter, because it has just been hit, and the snow-white forehead is covered with a bright red, like a plum blossom blooming in the heavy snow.

Probably because of anger and pain, the ends of his almond-shaped eyes were a little red, as if he was about to cry, but it made people feel extremely beautiful and lovable.

Thick and beautiful, extravagant, making people want to hold her in her arms and love her.

The young man didn't seem to be aware of those gazes, he didn't know where the strength came from, he struggled away from the bodyguard on his body, and suddenly slapped Yan Lian on the face! !

The white stone earring on his right ear is shining brightly.

"your mother."

"Go away!"