CH 90.2

The Undead mage looked down at his hands that were turning into dust, and said lightly, “It seems that the time for us to leave has come. Although the time we spent together was short, I will still bless you.”

The Undead mage then held out his hand to them.

A warm green light instantly wrapped the four of them, “I offer you a blessing with the light of righteousness, may luck be with you.”

With those words, the Undead mage completely disappeared into the air.

His last blessing still faintly echoed in their ears.

The green light dissipated, and Xia Chi wiped his face. “Did that undead mage give us an increase in luck value?”

Li Cancan, “I don’t know, but my luck value went from B to B+.”

Xia Chi hurriedly opened his game panel. His luck value had been raised from A to S.

Liang Xi silently glanced at Bai Lixin in the distance and heaved a sigh, “Fortunately, God Xin’s abilities have nothing to do with luck value or whatever…”

Xia Chi and Li Cancan: “……”

Xia Chi, “Uh, how about…we wait to tell Brother about this.”

Li Cancan and Liang Xi didn’t hesitate to nod their heads.

The three were still struggling when the bawling Zhou Guang abruptly sat up and glared at Xia Chi with a pair of red eyes, “I understand the reasoning, but aside from the first sentence in the prophecy, which part had anything to do with Bai Lixin?”

Xia Chi’s hand that was about to comfort him awkwardly remained in the air, “?”

My hand is outstretched, and you decide to tell me that?

Zhou Guang took out the small paper from the backpack and quickly wrote down the words of prophecy then he pointed to the first sentence, “Look, this sentence is no problem, God Xin did the rain of light. The last one is also no problem, the system certified they are the half-bloods being mentioned.”

The black pen scratched on the middle of the paper, “But look at the other sentences. A newborn, and an old man; young but has a long life; he is a god, it does not make sense ah.”

“This prophecy is inaccurate ah, is it a joke?”

Li Cancan lowered her head in thought and hesitated, “I don’t know about the other two sentences, but this one should be okay.”

The slender fingertips fell on the “he has the blood of God” and said, “Doesn’t God Xin have a title, ‘God of Misfortune? That also makes him a ‘God’ ah.”

Xia Chi: “……”

Zhou Guang: “……”

Liang Xi: “……”

I have to say, you’re right, can’t argue with that.

—

In the live broadcast room.

[God of Misfortune: Don’t take bean bags as dry food. At least there is the word ‘God’.]

[Hahahaha, I’m dead, God Xin missed the increase in luck value.]

[God Xin: It’s too hard.]

[God Xin: Laozi likes the luck value F-, whoever wants to improve the luck value of Laozi is anxious for Laozi.]

[God Xin: It feels so good to be a god, especially the ‘God of Misfortune.’]

[The “badly played god”]

[However, God Xin has the lowest luck value, even if it is really improved, what difference does it make?]

[Let me make a bold guess. It should still be F-, mainly because his value is too low. It seems that F- is the lowest.]

[Hahaha. God Xin: I feel offended.]

—

Bai Lixin sneezed, and Dijia tilted his head to look over and asked with concern, “Are you catching a cold?”

Bai Lixin’s right eyelid jumped, “I don’t think it’s that.”

He, Bai Lixin, caught a cold? With his physique, he can’t catch a cold even if he shouts all night.

Who are you looking down on?

But who the hell is scolding him?

Dijia, “How long until you have to leave here?”

Bai Lixin opened the task bar. There was only half an hour left before the copy closes. “Half an hour left.”

Dijia’s feet paused for a moment, “When you said that ‘we will meet again’, I remembered something.”

Bai Lixin, “What did you remember?”

“I remember a pink and purple ‘colored’ pearl necklace.” Dijia’s words caused Bai Lixin to freeze on the spot.

His cheeks reddened slightly and he said, “Is that all?”

Dijia, “Of course not just that, there are quite a few more things. That person looked like me, but it doesn’t seem to be me.”

“Then I was speculating why I had this strange memory until I saw the demon that dropped its head and fled.”

“I wondered if there could be another me out there in the world.” Dijia stopped, and leaned over with his hands on his knees, and his eyes looked straight at the young man before him, “The two of us are one, so I unintentionally shared his memories.”

“In other words, he is also able to share my memories.”

The beast head gradually approached and almost touched Bai Lixin’s face.

The man’s voice became hoarse and wild male hormones emanated from his body.

A powerful sense of oppression rolled in, and Bai Lixin secretly gulped.

“Since we are one, and you said we will meet again, it seems that I will fuse with him when we leave here.”

Dijia was getting closer and closer to Bai Lixin, the wide black cloak stretched out, and the man’s broad hand captured Bai Lixin’s waist without warning, pulling the young man into his arms.

A whirlwind appeared and the two who were on the green field just now disappeared under the eyes of the crowd.

Li Cancan clenched her fist hard, “They almost kissed ah! Why do they have to suddenly teleport? We’ve all lived and died together, so don’t treat us like outsiders!”

Xia Chi’s eyes widened as he turned to Li Cancan.

—

In the live broadcast room.

[Good man, Sister Cancan spoke my mind.]

[So why do you have to teleport away?]

[Of course it’s to do things that cannot be done. I made up my mind.]

[Shouldn’t there be someone that can paint the picture here? Do we have a novelist or a painter here?]

[I’m writing, I’m writing!]

—

By the time Bai Lixin came back to his senses, he was already on a big soft bed.

Underneath his body was an ink colored quilt, and in front of him was Dijia’s enlarged face.

“Why did I suddenly share his memories?” Dijia trapped Bai Lixin under his body, his eyes sweeping over Bai Lixin’s face.

The eyes started from the hair, slid down along the smooth forehead, the thick long eyelashes, the dazzling starry eyes, the upturned nose, and finally landed on the two soft lips.

“I shouldn’t be able to get his memories if there is no connection.” The sharp fingertips landed on Bai Lixin’s waist, and with a slight hook, the belt slipped from the waist and fell over the bed, lazily curling into a ball.

The priestly robes were suddenly opened up, revealing the jade skin of the young man.

The back of his fingers brushed against Bai Lixin’s chest, and the icy cool touch made Bai Lixin shiver all over.

“Although my shameless other half can’t get in, he has been secretly connecting with my brain and spying on the two of us.”

The hand slid along the waistline, “Don’t you think he’s annoying?

“Unfortunately, there’s only half an hour left.”