Chapter 1969 God and Saint

"Lin Xian" Su Susu, the female pope of the Linnu Pastoral Singer sect. After the previous pope ran away, as a saint, she naturally took the position.

Or, she was forced to take the position.

"Do I have a choice?"

Su Susu sighed, her face full of fatigue.

At this time, she was in a three-star hotel in the ancient city.

The past luxury has disappeared, and now she looks like an ordinary middle-aged woman. She has been the top priority target from beginning to end. In order to completely get rid of surveillance, she naturally has to pay a price.

She is not a person who cares about appearance, otherwise she would not treat people with a rather mediocre appearance, but this time when she was buying vegetables in the market, she was called an aunt and was disliked by young people. At that moment, she really broke down.

"This body actually has severe body odor!"

For the former saint, the "body" is not that important, and it is not too difficult to change one.

"Why not choose a young body?"

"Middle-aged and elderly women are the least seriously observed, and they are also harmless by default among intelligence personnel. You came all the way here, and those street inspectors didn't take you too seriously."

The local spy and liaison said something quite hurtful.

Su Susu sighed, not simply because of this uncomfortable body. She noticed the liaison's perfunctory attitude. At their level, appearance and naked eyes are no longer of much significance.

In the final analysis, it's just that such a "body" is cheaper in the black market.

But she didn't get angry. Lin Nu's power has been suppressed for several years, and these "lurking spies" buried in various areas may have been cut off long ago.

Providing help now may just be like being overly bound to a god.

"Isn't that the same for me?"

Opening the blinds and looking at the bustling street scene outside the building even in the middle of the night, Saint Su sighed again and left the window with disgust.

The reflection in the glass window made her upset. Such a transformation has a price. The saint who is high above will probably exist in this body for a long time.

"Uh, body odor. And the smell of wigs, nail polish. So low quality."

Sometimes, overly sensitive facial features are not a good thing. For the sake of safety, she may not be able to make any changes to this body.

"Here."

The next moment, the voice of the liaison officer boosted her spirits.

Maybe this hotel was chosen for this moment.

"Here he comes"

This is opposite the base of the Special Service Team 3, and it is also a place where Lu Ping'an often appears.

This gentleman's trajectory is quite free, but there are some areas that he will not avoid. It's not that he is worried about the local security, but he took the initiative to come to work overtime.

"It's just like what's in the information. He started directly from a roadside kebab stall. He is a bit like Him in this respect. My Lord doesn't have any airs."

The reason why Lu Ping'an appeared was simply because this was where he used to work, and it was also a snack street he was familiar with.

Men sometimes have a bad habit, that is, if he eats okay, he is too lazy to find a new place. So, these roadside stalls have become Lu Ping'an's rare stable refresh points.

Su Susu was lucky and waited for the target on the first day of squatting.

At this moment, she took a deep breath, took out a bronze mirror, and slowly stretched it to the window.

This is not a cursed prop, but an ordinary mirror. She simply doesn't intend to "look directly at God".

The mirror stably reflects the "boy", the boy who is happily eating barbecue next to the "big sister".

Except for the silver-white pupils, he was no different from an ordinary person in any aspect, and he didn't even have the subtle sense of incoordination of a professional.

"Is this the Lord of Eternal Life?"

Su Susu had actually met Lu Pingan more than once. It was even her job to track down Chris. If Lu Pingan hadn't been in a favorable situation at the time and happened to escape her search in the secret realm, he might not have been there.

The few times they met afterwards were just to maintain superficial peace. The serious failure of that search, along with the rise of Lu Pingan, became a huge black spot on her resume.

The direct line of the Linnu Church is a real jungleism. If it weren't for the importance of a high-level spiritual saint, she might have been kicked out and never hired again.

The few times she met Lu Pingan on behalf of Linnu was naturally not pleasant.

However, the man's outrageous growth rate still left a deep impression on her. After all, when she saw that the guy who was still a small shrimp a few years ago changed every year, from having to look up to you to you should look up to him

"He, really got younger."

This young appearance made Su Susu even more vigilant.

As a professional clergyman, she knows too many secrets of gods.

In a sense, powerful gods are already a phenomenon and a concept. Their appearance is often their self-perception. This overly young appearance may mean that Lu Ping'an has not changed from beginning to end. At least, he himself did not notice the traces of time left on him.

She silently took back the mirror, not because she didn't want to look, but for the existence of gods, observation itself is extremely dangerous, especially when they are malicious.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one forum, one look!

The image in the mirror at that moment was enough. She could reshape its "model" in her mind and make targeted preparations.

Curse? Terrorist activities? Su Susu was also a little helpless. In fact, she, a top eighth-level legend, could do too little to a true god.

"Xiao Susu."

At this time, the gods took the initiative to find her. Lin Nu's will had descended at some point, and the youthful and cheerful voice that sounded like an elf sounded in her ears.

But Su Susu herself felt a sense of fear and even nausea.

As a saint, as the bearer of the will of the gods, she probably understood Lin Nu's essence the most.

Don't look at this messenger and incarnation as a young girl. Her inner essence is a logical machine without emotion! She is just a fake person under the fake personality.

"No, no, no, I was suppressed very badly, and I became much weaker because of this, but I regained my personality and humanity."

It was no surprise that she was read by the mind. For Lin Nu, the saint was just a useful tool. Would she care about the feelings of the tool?

Restored emotions? Su Susu didn't believe a word of it. Her god had never had mercy and no moral bottom line. As long as it was for the sake of interests, any lie or means would be accepted.

However, there was no need to act before. Now, perhaps in his logical judgment, pretending to have human nature would make his subordinates more loyal.

"Xiao Susu, go see Lu Ping'an and talk to him face to face."

At this time, the cold god gave an order that was almost like asking the believers to die.

A saint, a "time bomb" that may bear the power and will of the hostile god, the other party will ignore it. Perhaps, the best way to use it is to detonate it directly at the moment of meeting.

The saint paused for a while and finally sighed.

She was tied to the god too tightly, so there was no possibility of choice.

But when she took action, everything was disrupted.

"Xiao Susu? What a cute nickname."

Outside the door of the room that was opened at some point, a boy with a gentle smile was knocking on the door gently, announcing his arrival.

"The Lord of Eternal Life."

At this moment, the teeth of "Lin Xian" Su Susu were trembling, realizing that she might not be as brave as expected, and she still wanted to live.

But now, she was caught between the two gods, and she was afraid that her life and death were no longer in her control.