Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"Leave or chase..." Ancia said, "That housekeeper should be reluctant to leave."

It's like he can't do without the god he loves, it's not that he despises himself, it's just that he is so dazzling in his heart that he can't take his eyes off him.

Even if there is a gap between them, he wants to bridge the gap between them.

"Because I love her." Shen Chun looked at his expression and said.

"But if he doesn't leave, he will never be able to control his own destiny, and he will never be able to get rid of the gap between them." Ancia looked at the god and said softly, "That lady will only treat him as a caring and reliable person forever A servant, but he will not regard him as a lover."

There was a deep smile in Shen Chun's eyes: "You think so?"

"Don't you think so?" Ancia asked.

What he wants, he can't rely on other people's charity, nor can he pray for the gift of fate, he can fight for what he wants, especially when the person he wants is a god that everyone believes in, and he can't just stay by his side .

"No, I think such an idea is very good." Shen Chun kneaded his earlobe and said, "It's very good to fight for what you want."

"If, I mean if." Ancia said softly, "If the housekeeper leaves the lady who needs to be taken care of, will the lady be angry?"

Shen Chun muttered: "Maybe at the beginning, but as time goes by, the anger will gradually weaken, and the rest will only be endless longing."

Ancia lowered her eyes slightly, and a black feather fell onto his hand, was closed by his palm, and was gently put away.

They passed the small town, entered the city, and walked on the road paved with stone bricks. They saw a young man holding a big flower. The bouquet of flowers won him a light kiss from the girl, which made him stunned. He didn't clenched his fists excitedly until the door closed.

They also entered the coffee shop here, and their outstanding looks naturally became the focus here.

Gifts and invitations flooded in, and only one couple set their sights on each other.

"I don't think my family will allow us to be together," said the woman.

"But I will eliminate the obstacles between us, please believe me?" The man stared at her deeply and said.

"I'm always willing to believe you." The lady smiled softly.

Shen Chun's desk was full of flowers and gifts, even though he refused, some anonymous people would still send them.

The scent of flowers is lingering, Shen Chun gently stirred the milky coffee, and brought it to his lips.

"God... Master Kleist." Ancia looked at him and said, "Do you want to eat this, this smells very bitter."

"It's actually not bad. Do you want to try it?" Shen Chun asked.

Shen Chun drank it on his own. It was purely hand-ground and tasted very good.

Angels don't need any food, but Ancia wants to taste the good taste in the mouth of the gods, because this thing makes him look so happy.

Ancia picked up the cup, but when it was brought to her lips, it was held by an outstretched hand.

"You won't get used to that taste, try this." Shen Chun pushed the delivered apple pie in front of him and said.

Ansia imitated the gestures of the people around her, and put one of them into her mouth. The sweet taste permeated her mouth, a bit like the mood he felt when he was gazing at the gods.

After drinking the coffee until the sunset, when he got up to leave, Shen Chun took the roses handed over by the waiter.

The bright red roses were warmer than the sunset glow in the sky. Ancia looked at the god walking in front of her, and was amazed at his suitability for such a strong flower.

It's just that flowers like this are obviously gifts from others.

Is this flower sent enough to make the gods look sideways?

The door of the carriage closed, and Shen Chun handed the flowers in his hand to the angel sitting beside him: "I'll see you off."

"This is a gift from someone else." Ancia looked at the fiery red rose, which was given by many people. It is obviously different from the rings given by the dwarves. It represents love and makes him jealous.

"I bought this from the waiter." Shen Chun said, "You seem to want one very much."

Ancia's fingers paused slightly, and a hot and sweet feeling surged in his heart. This feeling even made him at a loss. He took the flower, and the fragrant smell filled his nose, which was extremely refreshing.

"I just think it's very beautiful, and it's very suitable for the gods." Ancia said, sniffing the flowers lightly.

He loves him, loves every strand of his hair, and looks forward to having a love with him that is as fragrant as a flower.

"If you like, it can exist as a holy flower." Shen Chun said.

"No, no, that's fine." Ancia looked at him and said softly.

It represents love, even if the god is unintentional, the meaning it represents is enough to make him happy for a long time.

The carriage stopped in front of a small building, which was lit with light, Shen Chun got out of the car, followed by Ancia, and when he stepped into it, he saw the flames in the fireplace.

The flames illuminated the house, making everything here seem to be dyed with a layer of warm light.

"God...Master Kleist, are we going to do business here?" Ancia asked.

"No, just staying overnight." When Shen Chun closed the door and unbuttoned his coat, the carriage outside disappeared together with the driver.

He put his coat on the sofa, crossed his legs when he sat down, and looked at the angel who was looking at the place.

"Ancia, flowers can be placed in a vase." Shen Chun said.

"It doesn't look so energetic anymore." Ancia took the vase on the table, filled it with water, and put the flowers in it.

Shen Chun got up, touched the flower lightly with her fingers, and the slightly wilted buds suddenly bloomed with vitality and vitality: "In this way, they can bloom forever."

Ansia's pupils were shining with light, extremely gentle, but in a slightly dark environment, those pupils seemed to have the same dark color: "Thank you for your gift."

"Sit." Shen Chun patted the side and said.

"I..." Ancia looked at the seat next to him, swallowed what she wanted to say, and sat next to the god.

Angels are not equal to gods, but they have been sitting together for a long time.

"Is this how human beings spend their nights?" Ancia asked.

"They will go home at night, talk to their partners, and then fall asleep together." Shen Chun stretched out his hand towards him.

Ancia put her hands on his knees as usual.

Dim yellow flames were jumping. This place was not as glorious as the temple, but it made Ancia feel more comfortable than there. For the first time in his life, he envied humans.

Even if it is only a short life, you can spend a lifetime with the one you love.

"Because of love?" Ancia said softly.

"You already understand." Shen Chun caressed his hair.

He'd planned to tell him love wasn't dark and then he'd pick it up, but his archangel clearly had his own ideas.

"Human beings will have love." Ancia looked at the jumping flames and asked softly, "Can gods have love?"

"The godhead of a god is the heart, and of course there will be love if you have a heart." Shen Chun stroked his cheek and said.

Ancia's fingers clenched tightly: "Really?"

"Just look at Thanatos." Shen Chun said with a smile, "Although he is affected, he will also have love."

"Sounds so romantic." Ancia closed her eyes.

The flame in the fireplace gradually weakened, darkness fell slowly, and everything returned to calm.

In the dark environment, Ansia put her hand on the side of the sleeping god, held her breath, and her breath trembled when her lips touched lightly.

As soon as the kiss was over, the dark pupils of the angel who got up were sparkling with water, and the flame in the fireplace crackled and jumped, and a flash of light fell on the wings, which were as black as ink.

The original golden hair has completely spread to a jet black color.

Ansia touched his lips lightly, even if the gods had love, he couldn't turn back.

He didn't want to look back either.

He will be angry, but will miss him?

Thunder sounded outside the window, lightning almost illuminated most of the sky, and thick ink-like demon energy surged, and when the light shone into the house, the rose staying in the vase disappeared together with its owner.

Shen Chun opened his eyes, and when he sat up, he threw a few logs towards the fireplace.

The flames froze, and the surroundings became bright again. He stood by the window and watched the flashing lightning, his eyes fixed on the flying figure.

[Host, Baibai not only turned black, but also ran away. ] 521 said he did not understand.

[I'll be back, don't worry. 】Shen Chun said.

【You look very happy. ] 521 didn't understand even more.

[It is indeed a good thing that he can be himself. 】Shen Chun laughed.

Before the gods came, his archangel led the angels alone to support the power of light. In many cases, he even sacrificed his life to be able to fight against the power of the dark god.

In the original world line, he would fall, perhaps because of Aiwen. The person who imitated the power of the God of Light was so depraved, it was just an inducement for his mind to fall into darkness.

Support alone, can't see the end, how can I not be tired.

A bright and holy angel will also have desires. The current situation is different, but he no longer has to exist and support everyone in the Temple of Light. Only when the shackles of light are removed from him can he face the truest self .

521 was thoughtful, and suddenly realized: [So Baibai was all pretending before? 】

[The side that can be shown is the real side. People have thousands of sides, not black and white. 】Shen Chun said, 【The system may also have thousands of faces. 】

521: [I only have one side. 】

Why did the host add such a sentence?It cannot be blackened.

【Oh...】 Shen Chun elongated his tone, 【That's not very good. 】

521: […]

Sounds really disturbing to the system.

Lightning slowly moved away, and the bells of the Temple of Light kept ringing, with a disturbing taste, and even the edge of the clouds that were wrapped in the sun seemed to be rolling dark shadows.

A completely different vision from when God the Father came, telling all the angels one thing.

An angel fell into darkness.

"Which angel was attacked by the dark power?"

"Serra, quickly count the number of angels, who was induced to darkness by the God of Darkness."

"Father God will be very sad."

"No one has been injured recently, all the angels have returned to the God Realm."

"There is one..." Mapel's voice trembled slightly.

All the angels looked at her, Sera clenched her fists, bit her lips and said, "I don't believe it, it can't be Lord Ancia."

He is so holy and beautiful, even when the God of Darkness is pressing him the most, he doesn't retreat at all. How could he fall into the darkness when the God descends? !

"I don't believe it either, it can't be Lord Ancia." Owen said.

"But in the entire God Realm, only Lord Ancia did not come back." Joyce said.

"Master Ansia went out with the Lord God of Light." Il said, "I saw it."

When the other angels heard the words, they were full of hope: "Really? Il?"

"Yes, Lord Ancia is following the god." Il said, "It cannot be Lord Ancia, it is possible that an angel was attacked by the dark force."

"Then we need to find him quickly."

"It's useless, it's hard for a truly fallen angel to return to the God Realm."

"Although it's selfish, it's good that Mrs. Ancia is fine," Joyce said.

He is the benchmark of the angels, leading the angels through the darkest years. Even if the newborn angels cannot understand, they are still proud of the Archangel.

Under the gods is the archangel, and no angel wants him to have an accident.

The pitch-black wings streaked across the clouds, and behind him seemed to be mixed with lightning and thunder.

The depression of the Temple of Light and the cheers of the Temple of Darkness formed a sharp contrast.

The darkness fell, the devilish energy surged, and the power of darkness regained its peak.

Ancia stayed on the top of the dark cliff, and stood opposite him, looking at the dark god full of love: "My dear child, you finally figured it out, I am proud of your correct decision, Kleist should be very sad Bar."

"What does it have to do with you?" Ancia looked at him and said.

The flash of lightning illuminated his dark and bright pupils, which seemed to be faintly shining with red light, his jet-black hair fluttered with the wind, and his jet-black wings were filled with magic energy, so that there was no trace of holiness on his body. Instead, it looks like a demon crawling up from the ground.

But he is still noble. As the Archangel under the God of Light, the power he possessed could resist him for so long. Without such power, Kleist is like breaking an arm.

Thanatos was not angry because of his words, because he was in an extremely good mood now: "Ancia, I appreciate your attitude, but you don't think it's a pity for angels to stay in such a bound God Realm Is it? They will be bound by countless rules, they cannot have love, they cannot have desires, they cannot do whatever they want, and they can only dedicate their lives to the hypocritical God of Light."

"Who allowed you to insult him?" Ancia looked at him and said.

"Well, I forgot, you like him." Thanatos laughed, "But you have already fallen into the darkness, and you can no longer step into the God Realm. If you want to get him, you have to weaken him and take the angel Turn them all into darkness and weaken his power so that you can drag him from his throne and make him yours."

The sound of thunder grew louder.

Ancia listened to those words and said, "I don't need your guidance on what I want to do."

"Arrogant enough, worthy of being the former Archangel." Thanatos said, "I didn't guide you, I just told you a shortcut, when the God of Light can no longer stay on his throne, even if he doesn't love you, you You can also do whatever you want to him, don't you want to get him? Don't you want to take off his god robe? You think of Ancia, you are too eager to do that."

The angel who fell in love with the god betrayed the god, and there will only be sworn enemies between them, not love.

Poor angels are about to become a stepping stone for him to crush the God Realm, the angels will fall, and the God of Light will fall.

The godhead is shattered, and the entire continent will be plunged into endless darkness, and the angels will sink into endless pain, adding their own strength to the darkness.

Ancia raised her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips under Thanatos' gaze. There was no tenderness before, and only endless darkness remained.

"Hahahahaha..." Thanatos laughed, "My child, work hard for your dream, and you will get everything you want."

"Yes, Lord Dark God." Ancia turned around, spread her pitch-black wings, and flew away.

The demonic energy spread and surged, quickly covering the uninhabited forest and vegetation.

Shen Chun did not go back to the temple, but quietly followed the Archangel, watching his actions.

The whole body is pitch-black, except for the silver-white ring on the finger that is shining brightly, adding a touch of silver-white to the jet-black shadow.

While searching for fallen angels, the angels strengthened barriers in various cities.

The dark beasts regrouped and neighed in the jungle. Not only the human light priests were cleaning up, but the angels were also cleaning up.

You come and I go, there are always times when we meet.

It was a battlefield where a dark beast had just been terminated by several angels, filled with demonic energy, and the voice of the dark beast seemed to be heard in the distance.

The angels were expelling the devilish energy, but the sweeping devilish energy made a comeback again and again.

"You don't need to waste your efforts, darkness will cover the entire continent." The dark creature in a black robe landed on a tree not far away, and there was still black air gathering on its protruding fingers.

That kind of power is obviously much stronger than the Dark Beast.

The angels were all on guard, and the light spots on their wings gathered and directly stabbed at the dark creatures, which meant to penetrate the darkness.

The endless light spots and the pitch-black barrier felt like they were going to be broken even if they tried their best to support it.

"Master Ancia!" A dark creature shouted.

"Master Ancia?" The angels' wings trembled slightly, and they heard the sound of wings vibrating from afar.

The voice moved from far to near, and when the power poured down, it directly cut off the light spots of the angels.

However, such power was not enough to surprise the angels, what surprised them was the slowly falling figure.

His whole body was shrouded in an extremely strong dark power, and the eyes that looked at them gently in the past became deep and cold now, but that face was clearly his, and it was impossible to admit his mistake.

"Lord Ancia?!" June was stunned.

"How could you?" The other angels showed expressions of disbelief.

"Why did you join the forces of darkness?" The angels had tears in their eyes.

"Did the Dark God attack you?"

"Didn't you go out with Father God?"

"Master Ancia..."

"I voluntarily." Ancia looked at the anxious angels indifferently and said, when his voice fell, strength was gathering in front of him, "This is a dark place, leave here, or die."

His cold gaze stung the angels, they could barely gather their strength, and June even spread his wings and rushed towards him: "Then you kill me!!!"

"June, come back." A voice came from the sky.

When the golden light fell, not only did the dark creatures instantly disappear, but it also stopped the angels.

"Father..."

"Master God, Mr. Ancia, he is polluted by dark forces."

"Master Ancia, he can no longer return to the temple."

Ancia's body was stiff, as if trapped by some force, the gathered force had already dissipated, and before that figure descended, he spread his wings and suddenly rushed into the distance.

A turmoil dissipated invisible, and the angels sat on the purified ground, each with a dazed expression.

"It's really Mrs. Ancia..."

"Has he become a dark force?"

"Why is this happening? Great Father God, can you save Lord Ancia? Please, I am willing to exchange my life for him."

"Do you want to tell everyone about this?"

"I dare not... woo..."

They wept and comforted each other.

【Host, looks so pitiful. ] 521 said.

【Well, if they know that their father is not a good thing, they may cry louder than this. 】Shen Chun said.

521 said: [Please don't do this. 】

This continent will perish.

【One day they will know that strength does not mean absolute good and evil. 】Shen Chun laughed.

Darkness and light always complement each other, which is why Thanatos cannot completely occupy the continent.

Without light, people would not perceive darkness as darkness at all.

Shen Chun left there, and the angels comforted each other and flew back to the sky.

Ancia's figure flew very fast, even though she was far away from the jungle, she didn't stop.

He barely stopped until he heard the sound of waves.

"Father God, are you still looking at Ansia?" Ansia stopped on top of the sea stone, wrapping herself with wings, "Do you already know about my betrayal?"

He felt that he was fearless, but he still panicked when he heard that voice, not even daring to face him.

What are you afraid of?He doesn't regret being the way he is now, what he's afraid of is seeing him disappointed.

He will be disappointed, and he will be angry, angry at his depravity, angry at him for doing things to the angels.

Even if he just wanted to force them back, doing it was doing it.

Wings folded behind him, Ancia looked towards the distance of the waves, he couldn't regret it, and he didn't have a chance to regret it.

With her eyes closed and the wings behind her slowly disappearing, Ancia dived into the ocean.

The light on the ring flickered, and there were rumors in the world that if one could get the core of the eight major races, one would be able to possess the power of the Creator God.

The waves rolled, and a very graceful and special sound sounded from it.

It's just that the voice is enough to stop other races, but it has little effect on the angels who are close to the gods.

The waves collided, setting off a wave that almost went straight to the sky. The mermaid floating on the top of the wave was surprised when he saw the figure: "Master Ancia?! How did you become like this?"

Ancia spread her wings, looked indifferently at the slowly descending mermaid and said, "I have something to ask you."

"Have you fallen into darkness?" The silver-tailed mermaid landed on a sea rock and said with complicated eyes.

Archangel Anthea fell into darkness, to many people it would be a joke, it sounds more absurd than the God of Light turning into the God of Darkness.

Ancia didn't answer, the pitch-black wings were enough to explain everything.

"What's the matter with you?" Xavier asked.

"I need the core of the mermaid." Ancia said.

"What's that?" Xavier said. "I wanted to give it to you, but I never knew it existed."

"I can find it myself." Ancia looked at him and said, "Just make way."

"For the sake of helping mermaids in the past, I can let you find them, but I can't hurt any mermaids." Xavier said.

"I'm not interested in mermaids," Ancia said.

"You have become very strange." Xavier said, and jumped into the sea from the sea stone, and the silver fish tail drew a very beautiful splash in the sky.

The sea became calmer, and Ancia submerged in it.

[Host, is there really such a thing as a kernel? 】521 questioned.

【He said there is. 】Shen Chun was floating in the sea water, looking at the figures swimming one after the other and said.

Angels don't have fish tails, and entering the sea doesn't look much different from humans swimming, but their ink hair flutters with the water, and their robes float and stick to their bodies, making those slender legs look more beautiful than fish tails.

Ancia entered the depths of the seabed. It was actually difficult for him to tell what the so-called inner core was, but there were some things that he had to find even if he didn't know them.

Mermaids are still friendly, but other races are not so friendly.

The bottom of the sea is covered with corals, all kinds of swimming fish are not afraid of the figures coming in, they just swam away a little bit, and then swam around them again.

"Find it yourself, there is nothing precious here except the mermaid." Xavier said when he arrived at the mermaid gathering place.

There are not only corals here, but also gold coins and gems of various colors. These things are very attractive to humans and dragons, but to mermaids, they are not even tools for building nests.

"Thank you..." Ancia's words stopped at the edge of her mouth, and she swam towards the depths of the mermaid territory.

Mermaids have a long lifespan, but they will also die. Countless pearls roll where their corpses gather. Swimming fish shuttle here, occasionally kissing their snow-white bones.

Xavier followed his figure, indifferent to Xiaoyu's actions.

All marine life looks like that at the end. Being eaten and leaving the part that can be preserved is a respect for life.

Ancia stayed there, touching the ground with her fingers when she noticed something strange, and that kind of continuous power seemed to be constantly surging, responding to his call.

The surrounding ground trembled slightly, Xavier looked around vigilantly, and when the angel's hand retracted, he held a blue bead in his palm.

The bead is the size of a palm, and it can be seen clearly. Suddenly, it seems that a little mermaid slipped through it, and then quietly disappeared into nothing.

The beads flickered and sank directly into Ancia's palm.

Xavier frowned slightly: "Will you take this core away and have any impact on the mermaids?"

"The core is just the creativity left over from the Creation God's creation of the mermaid." Ancia found one and figured out the power in it. "It won't have any impact."

"But..." Xavier frowned.

"Don't mention the things here to anyone, otherwise it is uncertain whether the mermaid tribe will survive." Ancia bypassed his body and left the hinterland of the mermaid tribe.

"Hey!" Xavier prayed, wagging his fishtail, "Great Father God, do you care about this believer who betrayed you?"

521 was photographing the tail of the fish, and the machine thought to himself, not only does your father and god not care, but he is also very conniving, it's already great not to dig it yourself.

Ancia broke through the sea level, spread her wings, and landed on an island.

The drizzling water dripped down the tip of his hair, and the wings flapped, shaking off most of the water stains.

He dried the rest of the water with strength, folded his wings, and obviously had no intention of leaving here this night.

He found a fairly tall tree, and leaned against it when he sat on it, but even with his eyes closed, he still looked alert.

Shen Chun appeared next to the treetop, squatted down and looked at the resting angel.

Although the id is released, it is difficult for people who are used to sleeping in the light to adapt to the dark.

"Father God..." the sleeping man murmured softly.

Shen Chun smiled, the light on his body flickered slightly, and he had already entered the other party's dream.

The flames in the fireplace crackled, as if returning to that night again.

The roses are still in the vase, and the angel is lying in the arms of the gods, eyes full of love.

Shen Chun submerged into that figure, looked down at the angel looking up at him, and lightly brushed his eyelashes with his fingers.

"Father God, it would be great if we could live here forever." Ancia held his hand, "It would be nice not to be the God of Light and the Archangel, but a pair of ordinary people."

"Won't you regret it?" Shen Chun stroked his cheek and said, "We can stay together many times longer than ordinary people."

"It's just a kind of expectation." Ancia got up and hugged him in his arms. "Of course I'm not willing to stay with you for a short time. I want you to always look at me and kiss..."

Shen Chun supported his face and kissed his lips, breathing interlacedly, gently rubbing the base of the wings, and the person in his arms trembled slightly.

"Father God." Ancia hugged him tightly and whispered softly, "Can you feel my love for you?"

"Of course, I can feel it." Shen Chun smiled as he parted from him, "Ancia, show me your wings."

"It's not as white as before." Ansia pushed the god on the sofa and said, "I betrayed you..."

His wings spread, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly. Shen Chun saw the surrounding jungle and the shadowy angels not far away.

This is the place where we met again before, and in front of him were Ancia's jet-black wings, thick black hair, and no accident, those eyes were also jet-black.

"Anxia." Shen Chun stepped forward and called his name.

The figure paused slightly, but did not leave like before. Just like the previous dreams, he knew that this was a dream.

The angel who had sunk into the darkness turned around and fell into the darkness from beginning to end, only those eyes were shining with fragile light.

"Father God..." Ancia knelt down and said, "I betrayed you."

What he wanted to say, he was sorry about it.

"What did you betray me?" Shen Chun grabbed his hand as before and said.

"I fell into the darkness and joined the camp of the Dark God." Ancia looked at him and said, "I know you will be angry with me."

"Did you hurt anyone when you fell into darkness?" Shen Chun asked.

"No, but I let you down and made the angels sad." Ancia said.

"Ancia, I will not be disappointed in you, you will feel that you have let me down, you will feel that you have made the angels sad, because you have always had light in your heart." Shen Chun hugged him and said, "Ancia, don't Hesitation, do what you want, as long as you don't hurt others, you don't have to feel sorry for anyone."

"Kleist, Kleist." Ancia hugged him and said, "Why are you so nice to me? I can't help but want to take you as my own."

"Because I feel the same as you." Shen Chun kissed him lightly and said, "Ancia, the angels are still watching."

Ancia was slightly startled, and met his smiling eyes and said gently: "Father God, you look different from before."

"Maybe this is the me I want to show in front of you." Shen Chun clasped his waist, leaned slightly to his ear and bit his earlobe, "Ancia, which me do you like more?"

"Father God, there are angels here." Ancia knew that this was a dream, but such a scene still made his palms covered with sweat.

The scene didn't change, Shen Chun tilted his head and kissed his lips and said, "You like it."

Ancia was kissed by him, and her thoughts sank slightly. She always felt that Father God really seemed to be occupied by the God of Darkness.

But differently, Thanatos will humiliate his lover even though he likes him very much.

Father God is different, even if he has bad intentions, he will only kiss and hug him tenderly.

The deeper the kiss, Ancia hugged his neck, but felt the feeling of falling, no matter how much she flapped her wings, she couldn't seem to restrain the falling.

Shen Chun opened his eyes, looked at the angel who fell from the tree, and reached out to catch him.

Just as the body stabilized, the closed eyes trembled slightly, and when Shen Chun let go of him, he disappeared.

Ancia opened her eyes, looked around in confusion, and covered her face with her hands when she realized her position.

He actually fell off the tree because of a dream!

The kiss in the dream was too real. Ancia hugged her knees and lightly touched her lips with her hand. Her face was so red that she could bleed, and her pupils were full of water, rippling with the waves of the sea.

God the Father kissed him in front of the angels...

Shen Chun sat beside him, watching his archangel patted his forehead, and rubbed his fingers as if trying to make himself forget the scene in his dream.

"This is so obscene!" Ansia never thought that he was such a person. Even if he fell into darkness, he just wanted to possess Father God and stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

I never thought that I would have this kind of dream again and again.

Could it be that he is too horny?

There is a deep smile in Shen Chun's eyes, which hides merit and fame deeply.

Ancia basically didn't fall asleep in the second half of the night. The angel seldom needed sleep, and his rest was entirely a habit he had developed around the gods.

When the morning light first rose, Ancia spread her wings and left there, throwing all her messy mind onto the island.

Shen Chun looked at his leaving back, this time, instead of following him, he changed direction and left.

Other races are no match for the Archangel. It is easy for him to find the core. He was once suppressed by the system, but now he wants to get it back, but it is a breeze.

But the Dragon Clan is not such a compromising race. It is impossible to let other people enter the hinterland to find things without fighting.

Shen Chun didn't hide his power when he landed on the periphery of the dragon's hinterland. Such obvious power directly attracted several dragon chants in the Dragon Valley, and the huge red dragon soared into the sky. Roaring: "Whoever dares to break into my Trevelyan territory, don't..."

His voice stopped abruptly when he saw that familiar voice, and his head was buzzing and hurting instantly.

One of the few things dragons want most definitely includes a face.

And the face he lost in front of Kleist could almost be engraved on his own bones.

Dragons are not afraid of death, but they cannot die in vain.

"Kleist, what are you doing in the Dragon Clan?" Trevelyan stopped and changed into a human form, maintaining the dignity of the patriarch under the watchful eyes of all the dragons.

"Recently, my hands are itchy and I want to fight." Shen Chun smiled.

The corner of Trevelyan's mouth twitched. He still remembered the scene where this guy caused turmoil in the world: "It was really just a fight?"

In the past, only the dragon race found fault with other races, but this time they were found fault by others.

"Patriarch, come on, fuck him!"

"It's just the God of Light, and the Dragon Clan can't be afraid of him."

"Depends on the situation." Shen Chun smiled, "It wouldn't be a surprise if you were beaten to death with a heavy hand.