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The two angels dragged the man in black side by side in the darkness, and the candles lit up behind them one by one, illuminating the smiling angel on the roof.

The man in black was covered in bruises, and his silver hair covered his face. He bowed his head and was thrown on the ground. Soon someone took off his dripping clothes and tied him to a cross before leaving quietly.

"Slot... I hope you can save the fallen angels in the west of Antola City." The whip marks were concentrated on the most vulnerable part of the body, and the body that had been exposed to the potion was sensitive and out of control.

Sloat came over with two bags of liquid and put them under the cross.Lifting his chin, "If I don't save you, what can you do?"

"Then you just think I'm here to apologize." Yabel looked extremely humble in the darkness, his cheeks illuminated by flames did not conceal his physical pain.Sloat let him go. "I don't need it. We're the enemy, and I'd be very grateful if you delivered it yourself—it would save both you and me a round of fire."

He untied the chain on Yabel's feet, took off the hose tied on the top of the bag, stuck it into the bag, and then pierced into his body. The too fast action left a bloodstain on the skin, and Yabel struggled subconsciously. The rope bound the upper body, and the tight body quickly forced the liquid into the body.

He wanted to wipe the cold sweat off his brow and say you didn't go too far like Ent, but he was gone.Or maybe he just walked into the darkness and didn't leave, but Yabel couldn't feel his presence.Living in the dark for a long time made him repel subconsciously.

He looked down at the ground, "Ent gave me two things, so I am willing to be punished."

In the darkness, heavy objects fell to the ground and made a loud noise.Sloat returned with something, nothing more than a few unopened bags of cleaning fluid.

Yabel didn't know, so he smiled first, "Thank you, I'm also a clean person."

He was tossed a few times, and he thanked him a few times, each time from the bottom of his heart, Sloat also trembled from the beginning and almost disabled him, but then tied him up again with a blank face, this time he tied his thighs Everything below was tied up with chains, and the back and the iron frame behind him were uncomfortable, but the body could not move, and tiny scratches soon spread all over the body.

"Woo..." The broken hair on the forehead was all wet.I don't know when the collar around the neck is also squeezing the air for survival a little bit.

He wanted to squeeze it out, the burning pain cut his sanity like a machete.

The most outstretched arms are completely stretched, and the body is slightly flushed under the silver chains, like a rich fruit.

Jabel was exhausted.He was sent to the cross to put him down, and he was dragged outside by the two previous angels within a minute of contact with the cold floor.

A white horse waits there quietly, its wings can be locked so that it can only run.

Yabel was helped to sit firmly, and the red silk bound him and the horse together, and his whole body was tightly attached to the horse's back.

He tried his best to raise his body, looking for Sloter's direction, and there was no one in the heavy rain.

Someone activated the fire magic from a high place and set the horse's tail on fire. It led Yabel to run amok in the East City, aimlessly.

Yabel could ask for help, and the angels standing by the window looked at him sympathetically, turning their faces away in embarrassment.

He smiled, you see, even if the debt owed has to be repaid, it is only a matter of time.

He tried his best to restrain himself from fainting, but he couldn't restrain the gushing blood, and the horse's white hair merged with the rain. He vaguely saw Sloter in the alley, stopped the horse and asked him who did it, and he shook his head , I really want to rush up and hold Sloter and cry bitterly.

His eyes were dark as if he was blind, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Sloat, what should I do? What should I do? The priest gave me back the heart to betray him, but I lost the heart to respond to him." Right...what should I do?"

The heavy rain poured down, as if submerging the two of them in the water.

Sloat untied the loose red silk and picked him up.Pegasus leaned over and touched his shoulder. The wings released by the magic could help them go back. Sloat hugged him firmly on the horse, and tried to use his body to cover him from the wind and rain.

He knew what Ent wanted to do, he was just curious about whether a person who could fall for him would dare to really betray him, just like an inexplicable person, would he dare to go to the truth by himself.They all need courage. Under the cliff, there may be a river that takes them away, or there may be rocks that shatter their bones.

They walked blindfolded, and unless God had mercy they could only meet death.

Neil prepared dry clothes and hot water, and the medicine with bluegrass was still warming on the flame.

Sloat checked the temperature of the water before carrying him down. The sleeping spell made it impossible for Yabel to wake up.

He took out the things in Yabel's body, and the person in his arms couldn't help shaking. The trauma Ent gave him was not suitable for him to use these things on his body, and the rain before had completely intensified Yabel's emotions. Old illness, I don't know how long he will rest to recover.

The white bird landed on the ground and carefully looked at the sleeping person in the gauze.Sloat held him in his arms, and the fluctuation of the tranquilizing spell made him have to strengthen it every once in a while.

Jabel's restless struggle seemed to be actively escaping from something, his tensed neck was like a dying swan.

He would still vomit blood, Sloter lifted the magic circle on the ground and directly held him in his arms and clasped his wrist to recite the healing mantra, the light blue light wrapped them like a huge cocoon.

"Yabel...I forgive you..."

The light blue light turned into a butterfly and flew out of the window. The night after the rain was silent and silent.

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