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"Liang Bing."

"Hmm?" Liang Bing put fried rice cake into her mouth and glanced at the man beside her.

"If you were eating alone with another man, would you be angry if I lost my temper with you?"

"I won't eat alone with another man for no reason."

Liang Bing keenly grasped the key points and dealt with the problem neatly from the source.

Liang Bing’s inner thoughts: It’s just a small trap, I have to handle it well.

Chen Heng noticed the other party's psychological fluctuations and couldn't help but laugh. Liang Bing's desire to survive was really great.

"The premise is that you have already followed. Will you be angry if I lose my temper?"

"Is the other person someone you don't like?"

"Yes."

Liang Bing frowned and thought for a moment: "Are you hinting at something? I don't think I would eat with someone you don't like."

"Don't worry about the details, I just want to know if you will be angry?"

"No, don't say that I made you unhappy. Even if I didn't, I wouldn't take it seriously even if you yelled at me."

Now that time has passed and life has become more stable, Chen Heng's spirit is not as tense as before. Otherwise, not to mention that he would get angry after making Chen Heng angry, he would easily get angry even if he didn't make Chen Heng angry.

The prophets during the Three Kings period and the period of establishing diplomatic relations with Shenhe were simply cannons with extremely high hostility. The reason why Jilan and Carl still felt frightened when they mentioned Shenxiang even after he had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years was because of this experience.

However, Liang Bing believed that Chen Yan was not aware of this at all.

Sensing Liang Bing's thoughts, Shen Yan's mind was full of question marks. He silently poked the ring: Was I really that irritable during that period?

Huohuan: Do you want me to speak in a literary or martial way?

Chen Yan: What do you mean by civil or military? Just speak frankly.

Huohuan: What Liang Bing said is correct, but not accurate enough. At that time, you were not a cannon. The power of a cannon was too small. Your deterrent power was more suitable to be described as a supernova. At that time, you were ready to die with everyone at any time and anywhere.

Shen Xian:?

Liang Bing saw that Shen Yan fell silent after she finished speaking, and was a little confused: "What's wrong? I'm telling the truth."

"Am I really that mean to you?"

"Before you got a wife, who were you not mean to?"

Not to mention myself, even Kaisha was like a grandson in front of Chen Heng at that time. She was about to reach an agreement with Jilan the previous second, but after Chen Heng said "no", she instantly became speechless.

Chen Yan found it even more unbelievable. In his impression, he had always been a considerate, amiable and gentle prophet. When did he become like this?

After realizing this, the delicious snack became tasteless. He finished it quickly and waited for Liang Bing to stop eating.

Liang Bing glanced at Chen Yan's expression and knew that he was going to do something out of his mind again. She wiped her mouth with a tissue and gave him a way out.

"I need to get two more bottles of wine. If you have something to do, you can leave first."

"Okay, let's talk later."

Chen Heng turned around and ran away, all the way back to Merlo Heaven.

Liang Bing looked at Chen Yan, who disappeared in the blink of an eye, and could only smile helplessly, with a hint of bitterness in her smile.

Whether in the past or now, Chen Heng always seemed to be so impetuous in front of her and would never stay for too long, even if she tried her best to keep him.

Liang Bing put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and casually walked into a supermarket and bought two boxes of beer. Her depressed mood seemed to be just right for the company of alcohol.

She came to a high mountain, carried out a chair, and drank canned beer while looking at the starry sky.

Suddenly, a fireball that was extremely bright in the dark night landed at the foot of the mountain, making a heavy thud, followed by a roar.

"Morgana!"

Before Liang Bing could react to what was going on, Fu Yang had already climbed to the top of the mountain and angrily questioned Liang Bing: "Why do you have the right to eat with Chen Yan?! He is the enemy!"

Liang Bing was stunned for a moment, then a light bulb went off in her head. Oh, so that's what was happening. This scene isn't over yet.

Seeing Fu Yang's angry look, Liang Bing smiled and leaned lazily on the chair: "What? Are you jealous?"

"Is this a question of jealousy? Why do you want to be alone with him?" Fu Yang was filled with righteous indignation. If the positions were reversed, with his current anger, he would probably eat Liang Bing alive.

"why not?"

"He is an angel and we are demons. Aren't you afraid of something unexpected happening when you are alone with him?"

"Accident? What do you mean? Killing me or molesting me?"

Liang Bing casually opened another can of beer, took a sip, and asked Fuyang with a smile.

"Both. Do you understand that Chen Yan is dangerous?"

Fuyang was choked by Liang Bing's question, but after hesitating for only three seconds, he answered truthfully.

"He is dangerous, but aren't you dangerous when your abilities are so similar to his? Have I not spent enough time alone with you?"

"How can he be compared to me? I am your oracle, and he is not your prophet."

"He is not my prophet, so I think it is normal for him to disobey my orders. But you are my oracle, do you think it is normal for you to disobey my instructions?"

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"When did I not listen to you?"

Liang Bing glanced at him, causing Fu Yang to feel cold. He hesitated and said, "There was a reason for that. I didn't mean to act on my own."

"Why? Did someone force you?"

“No, but”

"but what?"

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Liang Bing waited for a few seconds but didn't hear any explanation. She snorted and retracted her gaze: "Fuyang, I don't have so many rules and regulations for my subordinates, but I require my people to be loyal to me. Disloyalty once will be disloyalty a hundred times. I have broken the rules by accepting you back again."

"Queen, I can't explain everything to you, but I can guarantee my loyalty."

"What guarantee can you give me? Just a lip service? There's no point in writing me a blank check. If you have time to chew on Chen Heng's tongue, why not do something practical?"

Liang Bing stood up and put the half-drunk beer on the chair, brushed off the invisible dust on his body, opened the wormhole and disappeared from Fuyang's sight.

Fu Yang raised his hand to keep her but didn't say anything. He seemed to know that he was powerless and could only watch Liang Bing leave.

Fuyang picked up the remaining beer from Liangbing, sat on the chair she left, and looked at the starry sky in silence.

This scene made Aislo realize that in addition to the apparent competitive relationship between Fuyang and Chen Heng due to their similar abilities and opposing affiliations, Liang Bing was also the factor that led to the confrontation between the two sides.

Fu Yang may not like Liang Bing that much, but he certainly doesn't want Liang Bing to fall into Chen Yan's hands, otherwise he wouldn't rush back in such a hurry just because of a piece of gossip.

Realizing this, Aislo realized that he had really figured out a way to harass Chen Heng. It was not easy to ignite Chen Heng's harem, but if the beauty took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, how long could that lustful guy of his hold on?

Once Chen Yan fails to control himself, the demon will most likely become a vassal of the angel, but Fu Yang will never give up. He will definitely become the first traitor.

Wait, why can Fuyang, such an unstable factor, survive in Chen Xiang's hands?

Aislo, who was just getting excited, quickly noticed this abnormality. Chen Heng was not a merciful Bodhisattva, and killing was not a big deal for him.

Fu Yang once attacked Melo and let Hua Ye go. It is hard to say whether this crime is sacred enough for Kesha to sentence him to death, but according to Chen Heng's character that cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes, Fu Yang could not have survived. However, not only did Chen Heng not kill Fu Yang, but he let this man go instead. This is really wrong.

The more Aislo thought about it, the more he found it strange. How could there be such an obvious danger? Could it be a trap?

Liang Bing, who had casually finished her part, quietly asked Chen Yan for information: Chen Yan, was my performance good just now?

Chen Heng boasted without thinking: It’s quite good, you have to get an Oscar.

Liang Bing was stunned. What is an Oscar statuette?

Liang Bing: Aren’t you afraid that the other party will see through such an obvious bait?

Chen Yan spread his hands: I’m just afraid that he can’t see it.

Liang Bing: Ah?

Chen Heng was lying at home with a comfortable smile on his face. Aislo was arrogant by nature and had a strong desire to conquer. Appropriate ridicule and provocation would help keep Aislo's attention on himself.

He couldn't let Aislo continue with the plot line, which involved too many angels. Even if he had the ability to gain the upper hand, he would be restricted after all.

Anyway, the plot line is just a cover, and its essence is to kill himself, so why not change the cover and continue playing?

Shen Yan took a sip of tea and waited patiently for Aisiluo's reaction.

This blatant bait, this blatant provocation, will you, the honorable God King, accept it or not?