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"Angela—"

With the sound of knocking on the window, the busy people inside stopped.

Turning around, it was a green suit.

It was definitely Valon, but he looked a little decadent, with frighteningly heavy dark circles under his eyes.

He pushed open the French window and placed the flower pot on the ground. "Why are you here? He can't control you anymore?"

I get angry when I talk about this.

Valon gritted his teeth. Bogang was locked up again. The Holy Lord had been torturing his body these days.

"He actually wanted me, an internationally renowned boss of the Mafia, to go to jail because of a bank robbery!"

“This is something I cannot accept!”

If he really went in, those people in the international community would laugh at him!

"puff--"

Angela tilted her head and couldn't help laughing.

According to the Holy Lord's temperament, if he thought so, he would definitely cause trouble for the Holy Lord.

Angela's eyes lit up, and she had a good idea. "I have a cool way to put you in jail, it will definitely be impressive!"

Valon looked at her suspiciously, "What?"

Angela hooked her finger, motioning him to bend down and listen.

The soul of the Holy Lord had already sneered at this scene, and took advantage of the time when Valon bent down.

The pupils are covered with red light.

His large hand covered the back of Angela's slender neck, stroking it gently, as if he couldn't let it go. If he applied the slightest force, he could break it.

It’s just that he’s a little reluctant now, and he can’t beat him. Although the latter part is the key point, he won’t admit it.

"Angela~what method~"

The hot breath sprayed on Angela's forehead, and he naturally embraced her and pressed her against his chest. The devil always did whatever he wanted and did whatever he wanted.

Valon was trapped in the space of consciousness. This time, he could see the outside world through his eyes. "What are you doing! Lord, take my hand away!"

Angela is like a bright pearl. As a human being, he has a strong sense of morality and cherishment. He can only be admired from afar and not fall from the clouds.

But this devil is always like this, with no shame, no morals, using other people's bodies to do bad things!

The Holy Lord completely blocked out the screams of Walon inside, lowered his head and sniffed the soft hair of the person in his arms, with some magic power that could make the devil sink.

Demons don't need reasons to do things.

"Come with me~"

Angela rarely slapped him and seemed a little excited about what was going to happen next.

.....

boom--

An earth-shaking roar.

Crackling.

Lasu, Afen, Zhou, including the Holy Lord...

He stood in a daze in front of the collapsed and unrecognizable city hall.

That's right, Angela blew up the city hall, tested the power of the mountain demon, and the earth shook.

Then he left the four of them in the middle of the guards and troops who were rushing over.

He squeezed next to the guard, his face pale and his eyes wide open with innocent eyes.

"Brother Security, they are so evil. They actually blew up the city government. We must arrest them. It would be best if they were sentenced to life imprisonment~"

"Oh~ Miss, it's very dangerous here, please move to the back~" Faced with such a cute little girl condemning these criminals, the guard had to be very patient.

Holy Lord "........ " A wicked thing more vicious than the devil...

Lasu: "......." Oh my God, she did what I wanted to do most!

Ah Fen: “…” Help! ! ! ! It’s not going to disappear straight away!

Valon: "!!!!" It's all the fault of the devil, the Holy Lord!

.....

Do the same thing.

Among the eight demons, except the Holy Lord, the power of three demons has been transformed by himself.

Mountains, wind, electricity.

Bo Gang, Xiao Feng, Zhong Su....

Even if the Holy Lord becomes more and more irritable, what does it matter?

Angela has been very busy lately, looking after her fireball shooter and learning new magic.

You no longer have to worry about no electricity, no wind, and no soil at home——

"What strange ugly things are these!"

"Holy Lord, I will not go out in a skirt! No!"

The Holy Lord, wearing a gorgeous blue-black robe, walked into Angela's garden with his hands behind his back.

Unexpectedly.

One foot just stepped in.

Those sleeping red balls suddenly jumped up high, swaying left and right.

Then....

biu~biu~

Red balls of fire were ejected one after another.

"Oh, new fire magic~"

The Holy Lord took a few steps back to avoid the densely packed fireballs that were shooting towards him.

"Your magic is truly omnipotent~ It looks more interesting than my spells~"

"Holy Lord! I say again, take off your skirt, or I will walk in and let the fireball burn your clothes!"

A man was arguing and kept changing direction. Jarvis happened to pass by and the fireball returned to its original shape, with no trace of magic.

"Oh my God, sir, you are not schizophrenic!" He looked a little worried, "I am not advertising, because I happen to be a psychological counselor--"

"Go away!"

This time they spoke with one voice and formed a united front.

"Haha~"

Angela laughed out loud while lying on the recliner. People who didn't know the truth thought it was schizophrenia, but that's what it was, wasn't it? One body, two souls living in it.

The Holy Lord didn't waste any more time talking to this man. He just tapped his feet and appeared next to Angela.

He naturally placed his hand on the head of the lazy-looking person below, and moved it back and forth.

"Although I don't know why you put those furnaces into my good brothers and sisters, but I guess ~ it must be something bad ~"

Angela didn't bother opening her eyes.

"so what?"

"Are you going to stop me?"

"Haha~"

A deep laugh sounded beside my ears. "How could that be? A proud witch is just like a devil, she does whatever she wants~"

"Your clothes look great~" Angela finally opened her eyes, took a look, and praised it.

"Did you hear that, you idiot! She said it was very good!" The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes in pleasure.

Valon was furious "So what, I don't wear skirts!"

drip-

drip-

I don’t know whose phone is ringing.

The Holy Lord was silent for two seconds, the red light in his eyes dissipated, and Valon took control of the body.

It felt like an electric shock, and he took his hand off Angela's head.

Pull out your cell phone and answer the call.

"Holy Lord..."

"I'm Valon!"

"Boss, the magic book was stolen by Jackie Chan!"

"what!"

The black air rolled, the Holy Lord's consciousness rose sharply, and he gritted his teeth!

"My spell collection!"

As he spoke, the black gas suddenly spread out, overwhelming a large area of ​​red flowers!

"You crushed my flower!"

Angela jumped up and slapped him.

Snapped--

I laughed out of anger. Getting slapped in the face seemed like a common occurrence to her.

The Holy Lord turned his face away, licked his lips unconsciously, pinched Angela's waist, picked her up and held her in his arms.

He said fiercely into the phone! "Bring it back to me!"

"at all costs!"