The Woman who Became the “Male” God

The first opponent of the Liberty Alliance’s military offensive and defensive warfare is the Kingdom of Charles.

The plane landed at Santa Bora’s Capital Airport, and He Lin and his party walked out of the airport under the leadership of the Concierge. The reporters gathered outside the security passage, rushing to shoot like wolves. It is a pity that several important figures are wearing anti-peep glasses, and the pictures taken are like mosaics.

When he got in the car, He Lin turned to Elsa and said, "You take the car behind."

Then took Fractalist and Anxian into the first courtesy car.

Elsa's face changed slightly, and she quickly recovered her calm, turned and walked to another car.

Fractal looked at the back of Elsa leaving, then looked at An Xian who was sitting on the right side of He Lin, a little hesitant to speak. He Lin knew what he wanted to say, but thought that in this kind of occasion, An Xian with no specific position should not be allowed to take Elsa's place.

"This time I just came to watch the game as a foreign guest, and nothing else is involved." He Lin is now no longer the chief, with relatively free movement and no clear diplomatic mission, so there is no need to be too formal. "Relax, Fractalist."

How could he relax? ! This is Santa Bora, the only country in the world that does not recognize same-sex marriage and is hostile to homosexuality! With Elsa by her side, she can at least cover her up, but she is always stuck with Anxian, and it is inevitable to be seen as adulterous.

Seeing the calm and comfortable appearance of the two people next to him, the old mother Feituo was manic. Obviously, he is the only one who is really worried about this!

The concierge sent He Lin and others to the Capital International Hotel, and a welcoming lady immediately came to receive them and arrange them to check in.

After taking a break, He Lin called An Xian, Fractalist and Elsa to the restaurant for dinner. Basically, guests staying in hotels are VIPs from all over the world. From time to time, they will meet a few celebrities. They usually just nod their heads and entertain themselves, and they rarely bother them during other people's dining hours.

The waiter led He Lin to the table reserved for them, a deck by the window.

Before He Lin took his seat, a slightly frivolous voice suddenly came from behind: "Isn't this your Lord He Lin?"

He Lin looked back and saw that the visitor was wearing a conspicuous striped dress with a purple handkerchief on his chest and a huge blue gem ring on his fingers. The skin was well maintained, and he looked only in his thirties. But He Lin knew that this person was nearly forty years old, and he was a quasi-S grade enhancer of the Kingdom of Charles-Wither.

"Aren't you recuperating in the country? I didn't expect to come to the competition area in person. It's really surprising." Wither stood still in front of He Lin, with a powerful momentum pushing him unabashedly.

If we change to the former, as a quasi-S grade, Wither will definitely not dare to provoke He Lin so arrogantly, but he knows that He Lin’s mental power has been severely damaged, not to mention the S grade, even if it’s just an A grade enhancer. , I'm afraid it will also make him suffer.

As soon as Wither's imposing manner was released, the expressions of the others, including Fractalist, changed drastically, as if they were facing an enemy. Absolutely strong coercion made them unable to speak, so they could only stand stiffly in place.

Under the aggressive momentum of the other party, He Rin remained motionless, with a deep look and said: "Your country's behavior is really as vile and vulgar as ever. If the secret arrow fails, you should change to the open gun?"

With a flash of murderous intent in Wither’s eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "He Lin, do you think you are still the invincible chief man before? Recognize the reality, you are already abolished, and a **** should look like a cripple, don’t Pretend to be in front of me, otherwise you will be careful not to return home."

As he spoke, his mental strength increased again, faintly forming vigor, hovering around He Lin. The others couldn't help taking a step back, their faces flushed.

He Lin clenched his fists, his veins were exposed, and he tried his best to control the restless mental power in his body.

When Wither noticed He Lin's change, his eyes were full of excitement, pressing harder every step of the way.

He Lin's eyes were cold, and as he was ready to go, a lazy voice came in abruptly: "Why haven't I served the food yet? I'm hungry."

The atmosphere of the confrontation between the two sides eased, and they looked at the place where they made their voices.

I saw a handsome young man sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed, his legs spread apart, and he squinted at He Lin: "Sit, don’t you say that the fish aquarium in this hotel is delicious? You want me to wait. how long?"

He Lin stretched his brows slightly, slowed down his mental strength, and was about to step forward, but Wither took the lead.

He stared at An Xian condescendingly, and sneered: "I'm talking to you adults, what are you talking about?"

An Xian raised her eyebrows: "Is it reasonable to disturb others to eat? You are not the president of the country. Do we have to wait for you to finish talking hungry?"

"You dare to talk to me like this!" Wither glared at An Xian in disbelief.

"Excuse me, which sentence did I say wrong?" An Xian sincerely asked for advice.

With a cold gaze, Wither suddenly transferred the coercion that locked He Lin to An Xian, intending to teach this kid who didn't know where he came from. Unexpectedly, before the majestic mental power had time to pounce on the opponent, he heard a "ding", his head seemed to be knocked with a sap, and his breath disappeared.

An Xian put the spoon upright in the plate, and pointed a white finger on the top of the spoon handle, resting his chin with the other hand, and staring at Wither indifferently.

"Now, can I trouble you to leave?" The voice was like a breeze and drizzle, with a hint of coolness.

"Who are you...?" Wither restrained his arrogance and asked cautiously. When did the Liberty League reappear such a young strong man?

"If you can change your name, you can't change your surname." An Xian said calmly, "My man Yunlin."

He Lin: "..."

Fractalist: "..."

Elsa was stunned by the handsome...

Although Wither was arrogant, he was not an impulsive person.

He took a deep look at An Xian, turned around and was about to leave, but heard An Xian's voice behind him: "By the way, don't bother us with our meal in the future, otherwise,'be careful not to return home'."

An Xian returned this sentence to him intact.

With a twitch of his mouth, Wither increased his pace, and left without looking back.

He Lin felt warm in his heart, and it felt wonderful for him to be so protected for the first time.

As soon as Wither left, everyone looked at An Xian's eyes differently? This seemingly innocent and harmless guy turned out to be a hidden master? !

Seeing the subtle expressions of the people, An Xian smiled and said, "I just scared him." She shook the spoon in her hand, then put the spoon into the glass with clear water, and explained with a voice that only a few people could hear. "I put a special potion in the water, which can temporarily disrupt the frequency of mental power through sound vibrations, giving the other party an illusion that a powerful enemy is killed and difficult to contend with."

How many people all looked at him with a look of "you seem to be teasing me", and they used only one potion to bluff a quasi-S-level enhancer away? That's quasi-S-level, quasi-S-level! If Wither knew the truth, he didn't know what he would be like.

"You...this is too risky." When An Xian and Wither clashed, Fractal's heart almost stopped beating. In front of a quasi-S grade enhancer, he can be so calm and composed, he can be regarded as convinced by him.

"No way, if I'm not a bit stronger, I can't stop him." Seeing He Lin was bullied at the time, An Xian shot without thinking.

"What should I do if he finds out? It's not fun to get a quasi-S-level enhancer." Fractalist asked worriedly. After several months of getting along, his impression of the leader has long since changed. Although he does not approve of being together with He Ye, he is indeed very helpful to He Ye.

An Xian smiled and said: "Isn't there an S-level enhancer by my side? Why should he be afraid of being a'quasi' S-level?"

Fractalist looked at him with a little dissatisfaction, knowing his current situation, and saying this, isn't it poke his sore spot?

He Lin said, "I will never let him hurt my people."

An Xian looked at him: "Then how could you bear it just now?"

He Lin replied lightly: "I'm not forbearing, I'm accumulating hatred."

An Xian was amused by him.

Fractalist & Elsa dumbfounded: Did He Ye make a comparison just now? How could the game term "hate value" come out of a serious Congratulatory mouth?

After an unpleasant episode passed, the moods of several people were more or less affected. After having had a meal, they went back to their rooms.

According to the usual practice, An Xian helped He Lin sort out his mental power before going to bed and helped him enter the concentration training.

After sorting out his mental strength, An Xian suddenly said to He Lin: "Your forbearance before is right."

He Lin said calmly: "Because you said that you can't use mental power casually."

He doesn't allow himself to lose control and wants to become stronger, so what if he is temporarily wronged? One day, he will double back!

A sharp sharp flash flashed in He Lin's eyes, and when he turned to look at Anxian, the calm silence and gloom resumed.

An Xian smiled and curled his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his head indiscriminately, and praised: "He is so good."

With a messy hair and praised He Ye: "..."

Boy, have you been a bit too presumptuous lately, even dare to touch the head of the master!

Anxian said again: "Don't worry, I won't let you tolerate it for too long. Sooner or later, I will heal you and let them see your true strength."

The brilliance of self-confidence in his eyes delighted He Lin.

Seeing him getting up and preparing to leave, He Lin, who was grinding his claws, stared at him: I'll leave after touching it, I haven't touched it yet!

However, An Xian has already taken brisk steps and walked away.

He Lin looked at the closed door, and took a long time to look away. Just as he was about to continue practicing Qi, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something hanging on his neck, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the heart of love he had previously given to An Xian.

Why should he return the heart of love to him? Don't you like it?

He Lin picked it up and looked closely, and found that there was a strange rune in the heart of blazing love, and a pure breath was revealed from it.

He thought for a while, and sent a text message to An Xian: [Heart of Love? 】

An Xian: [Temporarily put it at your place to help you practice qi, and remember to pay me back. 】

He Lin rubbed the jewel in his hand, ripples in his heart, and a sweet smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth...