Godslayer: My Girlfriend Red Tassel

"Everyone, listen up! Stand behind me and remain silent!"

Ye Fan reached out to stop the restless crowd and gave a deep command. Don't be fooled by the little monk's harmless appearance. A person's reputation precedes them, and when he speaks, no one on the night watch dares to disobey him in the slightest.

Everyone could only suppress their steps and fix their gazes on Su Yan.

Su Yan was slightly stunned, then glanced at the dense crowd in front of him and made eye contact with each of them.

Chen Muyi remained silent with a sullen face, but his eyes were filled with anxiety.

Wu Xiangnan blocked the doorway, pushing away those who were peeking inside, as if he didn't want more people to see what he looked like now. But through the gaps in the shadows, Su Yan could see the fear on the faces of many new recruits.

Si Xiaonan, who was usually mischievous, also became silent.

Old Zhao, who appeared calm, had an unlit cigarette between his fingers, and because he was squeezing too hard, the tobacco was squeezed out.

"Sister Hongying..."

Su Yan finally met Hong Ying's gaze. Hong Ying's red lips were tightly pursed, and tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to rush forward, but Tian Ling held her tightly.

Su Yan's heart sank, and her expression changed completely.

The situation before us is crystal clear.

With Ye Fan as the dividing line, he was on this side, and everyone else was on the other side.

I am being silently isolated.

Although he didn't know the reason, he was sure the problem lay with him... Su Yan instantly understood: and this problem must be extremely obvious and extremely serious!

It was obvious that Wu Laogou, whom he wasn't very familiar with, understood everything about him after only five minutes of conversation.

It was so serious that the entire Night Watch at headquarters dropped everything and rushed over.

But he himself was completely unaware!

Seven Nights isn't here, and neither is Zhai Ge... Fatty... No wonder Fatty insisted he return to Great Xia...

In the dead silence, Su Yan remained silent for a long time before finally raising his eyes to look at Ye Fan, his voice low and calm:

“I’ll sit right here, and nobody come near me.”

"Now, please tell me, why are you so worried about me? Why do I see fear in so many people's eyes?"

Ye Fan's gaze was fixed on Su Yan, the divine lines between his brows flickering uncertainly. Seeing that although Su Yan's condition was strange, his mind was still clear, and he felt slightly reassured. He spoke in a deep voice:

"Su Yan, answer me first, what exactly is that you're holding in your hand?"

Su Yan glanced down at the food she was holding, her brows furrowing slightly.

"This is a sacred relic specially made by the Holy City. It can help men conceive if they drink it before pregnancy, and it is also the best medicine to prevent miscarriage after conception."

This statement was exactly the same as Wu Tongxuan's previous report. Ye Fan's eyes twitched, and he took a deep breath:

"Nonsense! How can a man get pregnant?"

Su Yan was taken aback, her tone full of confusion:

"Why can't men get pregnant? I couldn't get pregnant before because of my constitution, but since returning from the Holy City, Qi Ye, Shen Qingzhu, Baili Pangpang, and I have all gotten pregnant successfully. Although the methods are not exactly the same, we all got pregnant. Qi Ye is even pregnant with triplets... Although they cry and make a fuss all day long, like three little idiots, they are indeed pregnant."

"..."

Ye Fan's heart sank as he realized that the situation was completely out of control.

It seems that Su Yan is not the only one in trouble; Lin Qiye's side has also been affected. This means that the entire Nightfall team is facing an unprecedented crisis, and may even be wiped out.

The Night Watch must find out as soon as possible what exactly happened to Nightfall!

Without further hesitation, a golden Buddha phantom slowly rose behind him, its eyes gleaming with golden light, its hands clasped together, chanting a solemn Buddhist mantra:

"One should abide nowhere, yet give rise to the mind; all forms are illusory."

"Namo Amitabha!"

Golden light cascaded down, enveloping Su Yan. As the Sanskrit characters flowed, they condensed into a giant golden rod, which cleaved straight down toward the top of his head.

Su Yan neither dodged nor avoided the golden cudgel, letting it fall.

He recognized this supernatural power. Ye Fan had practiced the Diamond Sutra since childhood and transformed these two Zen phrases into the method of "striking the head with a blow," which does not harm the physical body but is specifically designed to dispel delusion.

Commander Ye must have thought he was under a spell and wanted to use this method to break the spell.

Su Yan felt confused. She knew her own body best and there was no way she could have been affected by magic.

All illusions and evil spells affect the three souls and seven spirits, harming the soul and disturbing the spirit. Others may fall for it, but he will never. With the small campfire guarding his spiritual altar, even the supreme god himself could not disturb him in the slightest.

"boom!"

The golden staff slammed down solidly on his head. Ye Fan, like a fierce Vajra, roared with fury, his Buddhist lion's roar echoing in all directions.

"wake up!"

Golden ripples spread outwards from Su Yan, illuminating the entire room with dazzling golden light. Everyone in the room closed their eyes and focused their minds, feeling their long-standing inner demons and delusions dissipate with the Buddha's light, their minds becoming clear and lucid.

Some were even overjoyed and clapped their hands in sudden enlightenment.

Only Su Yan, who was in the very center, blinked, looking completely innocent.

...Being hit for no reason, although it didn't hurt, it was really frustrating. Su Yan couldn't help but glare at Ye Fan.

"???"

Ye Fan's eyes twitched as he met Su Yan's gaze, and an eerie silence fell over the room.

“I’m really not under any illusion spells. I’m perfectly lucid right now, and I won’t suddenly go berserk and bite anyone…” Su Yan sighed and looked behind Ye Fan. “Could someone who understands this please tell me what happened?”

Since Commander Ye has become younger, his mind has become too pure, and he has lost some of his former shrewdness. He always likes to shout "passin" and jump on people.

In short: take action instead of talking.

"Let me handle this! Su is no demon, what are you afraid of!"

Zhao Kongcheng shouted and stepped forward, ignoring Ye Fan's obstruction, reaching out to grab the greasy worm in Su Yan's hand.

In an instant, a surge of rage rushed into Su Yan's mind, his eyes turning bloodshot. He forcefully suppressed his killing intent, slapped Zhao Kongcheng's hand away, and said urgently:

"Find someone else! Someone more refined, this rude guy won't do!"

Zhao Kongcheng covered his swollen hand, his face full of heartache and regret, as if saying, "You've changed."

"Old Zhao, step back. I'll give it a try."

A young man with a cool and aloof demeanor stepped out from the crowd: "When I was pursuing my doctorate in political science and law, I minored in psychology, biology, and genetics. Su Yan shouldn't find me vulgar."

"Leng Xuan?" Su Yan nodded slightly, forcing a smile.

"You're here too."

"We can reminisce later; let's get down to business first."

Leng Xuan smiled slightly and gestured for Wu Xiangnan to ask the others to wait outside for the time being. When only the members of Squad 136 and Ye Fan remained in the room, it was clear that Su Yan's tense body gradually relaxed.

"Su Yan, do you believe me?" Leng Xuan moved a chair and sat down about two meters away from Su Yan.

This perfect distance made Su Yan feel very comfortable and at ease.

Su Yan nodded seriously:

"Of course I do."

Even though Su Yan is now at the "Klein" level while Leng Xuan is still an ordinary person, Su Yan always remembers that when he was still weak, Leng Xuan risked exposing his position and used bullets falling from the sky to resolve crises for him time and time again.

This trust is ingrained in our very being and has never been related to our abilities.