Guardian? What is that thing? Isn’t it the Creator God? There is no Creator God? Then... Then... how did this world come about?

Looking at the woman in front of him, Robben's rapidly expanding doubt gradually overwhelmed his fear.

"You... are you really not the Creator God? You just said...that this is your world, say..." Robben was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"I didn't say that."

Robben's breath stagnated, "Uh...I mean, you just said this world, no... You said my world, my world is not under your control, right! That's what you said, then... this world is..."

"So...I am the caregiver of this world."

Robben instantly had the urge to curse, "You..."

The woman in white said curiously: "What are you excited about? What are you looking forward to? If I were the so-called Creator God, what would you... say to me?"

Robben's breathing was a little disordered, and blood in his eyes became heavier. An indescribable emotion moved in his heart, hot and intense. Robben couldn't help but shout it out, but in the end... Robben fell silent.

"Can you let your master return to his original world?" Suddenly, Nalan spoke, and finished this sentence at the fastest speed, without giving Robben a time to react.

"Naran! Shut up!" Robben shouted angrily and covered Nalan's mouth directly.

Something seemed to be faintly flowing in the woman in white, and her eyes gradually fell on Nalan's face, and she no longer glanced past her like before.

Robben suddenly felt a cold feeling that made his whole body feel almost paralyzed. He suddenly pulled Nalan behind him and shouted in a cold voice: "What do you want?"

The woman in white looked at Robben's face again, "You know very well...this is good...but I don't like it..."

"She won't talk anymore, absolutely not!" Robben stared at the face of the woman in white, and his breathing became rapid again.

The woman in white seemed a little confused, "Do you protect her?"

This question is so simple, so simple that Robben has never thought about it. If anyone asked this, Robben even wanted to punch the other person down. This kind of thing goes without saying that men must protect their wife. Even if they are not their own wife, they can consider it if they are beautiful women...

But this time, Robben felt extremely difficult and difficult to answer.

The woman in white looked at Robben and quietly waited for the answer.

Drips of cold sweat flowed through Robben's cheeks and dripped onto the ground, making a "tick" and "tick" sound...

"Yes...yes! I... protect her!" I almost roared, but the words came out of my throat. Only a faint voice remained.

The woman in white did not show a surprised look this time, but her face was a little more playful. "It's very interesting. The soul of another world...What a wonderful answer."

Robben wiped the sweat from his face, felt a burst of pain in his mind, and talking to this woman was like racking his brains...

"Sit down, the guests should be treated well." The woman in white picked up the teapot and lifted up her half-length sleeve to pour a cup of tea for Robben.

Hell. If this damn woman wants to say anything, she will finish her words earlier. If she doesn’t want to, she will leave early. Don’t torture me here!!!

Robben screamed in his heart, but still had to sit down. He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, "Good tea..."

"Thank you." The woman in white smiled happily, "It's been a long time... no one said such a thing to me."

Suddenly, the woman in white seemed to be incredibly beautiful, and it was all written on her face, "Your witch said, you want to go back to the original world."

“No one doesn’t want to go back to his hometown, especially someone like me.”

"Do you think...the Creator God can satisfy your wishes?"

The muscles on Robben's face moved, "I think... it should be."

"Has the Holy Spirit ever said to you this?"

"No... it's my guess, and he can't send me back perfectly."

The woman in white nodded, "The souls of another world are indeed attractive enough... The Holy Spirit will say such things."

Seeing Robben staring at him, the woman in white smiled happily, "Do you think... can I send it back?"

"I think...yes!" Robben said this sentence loudly almost with a gambler's mind, "If it were you...I think it can!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"The caregiver of this world!" Robben replied quickly.

"What else?"

"have no idea!"

The woman in white seemed stunned for a moment, and suddenly chuckled, her shoulders trembled slightly, and for a moment, the wind and clouds faded, as if all the colors in the world were concentrated on the woman in white, and her smile was incredibly beautiful.

"The caregiver of the world... is not omniscient and omnipotent." The woman in white smiled a few times and explained softly.

"But... can you send me home, right?" Robben insisted.

The woman in white looked at Robben and nodded, "I understand more now, how powerful ** is. Just now... you were still trembling in fear, now..."

"Can you...can you do it?" Robben asked in a trembling voice.

"No, I can't." The woman in white was very sure and did not give Robben a little hope.

Robben was in a trance.

"If I can, what price do you plan to pay?" In a blink of an eye, the woman in white changed her tone.

Robben ascended from hell to heaven, a flame burned in his chest and replied loudly: "Any price!"

"Oh...Any price!" The woman in white looked slowly, and finally... fell on Nalan's face, which only showed half of her face, "She..."

Robben's face was frozen in an instant.

Nalan's body shook for a moment, and she couldn't help but retreat to Luo himself, but for some reason, she shrank halfway... but she slowly moved back, looking at the woman in white stubbornly, her eyes firmly... Her hand holding Luo Ben's clothes gradually exerted force.

With his lips squirming a few times, Robben said: "Other costs, any costs!"

"She!" The woman in white repeated simply.

Robben's breathing became rapid again, his eyes slowly turned red. He stared at the woman in white.

"Don't you?" The woman in white seemed to be waiting for Robben to answer, looking at Robben's expression with some appreciation.

"No!" Robben answered firmly, and at the same time, he reached out to cover Nalan's mouth and blocked her words that were about to rush out again. Nalan only made a few vague "whimpering" sounds.

"Well..." The woman in white seemed to hesitate, and finally shook her head with some excitement, "So that's the case... it doesn't feel wonderful..."

His expression quickly returned to normal, and the queen in white looked at Robben lightly, "I can't interfere in your world...I can't send you back. Any price is the same."

"No...can't?" The blood on Roben's face began to retreat, "You said..."

The woman in white picked up the tea bowl again, "I appeared here... just to know about the other world, the world I can't control."

I can't send you back...I can't send you back...I can't send you back...I can't send you back...

The voice of the woman in white kept echoing in Robben's heart, amplifying... Robben was a little stunned. His eyes also lost their focal length.

The woman in white in front of me didn't know her true identity and origin. But there was no doubt... she was the most powerful, or most powerful existence she had ever seen in this world. This was different from the feeling when facing the Black Emperor and the Demon God. This was even more mysterious than the feeling when facing the Holy Spirit Beast, just like a mortal looking up at the fairy. That kind of pious fear and yearning, the hope that surging from the depths of her heart, no longer illusions, all burst out in this moment.

The idea that the person in front of him can achieve everything is unprecedentedly strong.

And she told you clearly... she couldn't send you back...

Robben felt black in front of him.

The dream of going home has gradually been pressed down in my heart. I even told myself that it was an out of reach and will never be realized again. I will never touch or mention it again. But... is this a kind of real despair, or is it a kind of burying the last glimmer of hope deeply, burying it in a place where the cruel reality will not be instantly shattered, so that my last glimmer of hope can be preserved proudly...

This dream...cannot withstand any blows...

Robben felt heartbroken. If the woman in front of him could not realize her wish, then... what else could she do in this world to return to her dream hometown, let herself take a look at the land that raised her, and then breathe the familiar air...

This time this dream... has really withered.

"Woo... Woo..." Nalan was still covered by Robben's mouth, struggled a few times to take off Robben's hand, leaned his head on Robben's back and hugged Robben, silently choking.

"Disappointed?" asked the woman in white.

In just a short moment, Robben seemed to have passed another thousand years, gradually... there seemed to be a faint whimper in the darkness, and something was trembling gently.

Robben reached out his hand in a daze to grab it, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He stared at the woman in white in front of him. Robben reacted for a few seconds before he seemed to wake up completely. He turned around and hugged Nalan, his heart was as if he was stolen.

"It's okay...it's okay..." Robben gently stroked Nalan's long hair, "The master is very good...it's okay... Nalan is here, everyone is here...it's okay..."

Nalan whimpered silently, whimpering...

Robben kissed Nalan, turned around gently, and said to the woman in white: "I'm sorry, I... don't have much energy anymore. If I can... can we leave?"

The woman in white looked at Robben and thought about it, "Okay... I'll have tea together next time."

"Thanks."

After breathing a long sigh, Robben turned around and kissed Nalan on the forehead, "Naran... we're leaving, there's no need to endure it."

"Um...um..." Nalan dared to speak out.

Holding Nalan, Robben slowly walked to the gate of the yard. Looking back, the figure of the woman in white was gone in the middle of the yard. The grape trellis and stone tables and benches had turned into a small, neat vegetable field.

"Let's go... let's find a floor and have a rest." Holding Nalan, Robben slowly left.

I found a new courtyard in the village. Robben and Nalan stopped and leaned there behind a mud wall.

Nalan, who had always been energetic, felt exhausted at this time. She just looked at the woman in white for a few moments. As a result, her mental power seemed to have been taken away for a while, but she was nervous and didn't notice it. When she arrived here, her body softened directly.

"Master...Master?" Nalan called softly.

"Ah... I'm alive." Robben shook his hand that was being grabbed by Nalan.
To be continued...