I caught an angel

Flora spoke, her voice was clear and transparent, and there was some secret and undetectable joy hidden in it. She suppressed her imaginative thoughts, and asked hesitantly and expectantly: "Do you have to be bound by shackles?"

The fallen angel's face was cold, and he didn't know what to think of, and the corners of his lips curled up a faint arc, which was full of sarcasm.

His black eyes were fixed on Flora's innocent and pure cheeks, and his voice was deep and hoarse: "The shackles that bind me should be made of Ugin, which can seal magic power. Of course, you You can also use it without it. If you are not afraid that I will leave after I get out of the magic mirror."

Give him a chance to let him go?How could she allow it.

Flora's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the most fearful point in her heart was exposed naked by the fallen angel, but her face did not show any panic.

She spoke softly, raised her eyes, and said softly: "Since this is the way you told me, then I have no choice but to do as you said."

An angel bound in shackles?Flora didn't mind doing this, and even thought of the scene where the angel was powerless and resisted her, and was firmly controlled by her from then on, allowing her to do whatever she wanted, a secret pleasure arose in her heart.

She had wanted to do this a long time ago, but she was afraid that the angel would stay away from her and be disappointed in her because of this kind of behavior.

But now that he himself made the request, it doesn't matter.

Flora's tender eyes lingered on the angel's indifferent and handsome face, and she told the conversation she had been thinking about for a long time when she was on the road to find the magic mirror.

Flora: "Mirror, when I make the Ugin shackles, I will release you and make you my husband, so don't call me queen anymore, I want to hear you call me by my name, ph Lola."

Because the angel showed his figure, his mood could be guessed from the expression of his face.

Although he remained indifferent and hid his mood well, Flora still knew his mood at the moment from his detailed performance.

The fallen angel didn't speak, but pursed his lips slightly, and his black pupils flickered a few times

——His mood is very complicated.

Flora didn't care, and asked with a smile: "My husband, can you tell me your name?"

The fallen angel raised his eyes and glared at her lightly: "I am not married to you, please don't act so frivolously."

Flora is really a completely opposite existence in appearance and personality. The pure appearance is comparable to God's favorite angel, but the shameless temper and tyrannical personality are very much like the demon king of hell.

She didn't care about the fallen angel's hidden reminder at all, she smiled casually, and gently rubbed her fingertips on the mirror, as if she was stroking the fallen angel's cheek: "It's just a matter of time, you have to get used to it in advance."

The fallen angel's eyes widened a little, looking at his expression, he seemed to feel that Flora's words were a little ridiculous.

It's cute to say the least, the fallen angel's hair and pupils are now dyed the color of hell, but his personality is still the same as that of the angel in heaven, abstinent and rigid, just like Flora, he is a completely opposite existence of face and personality .

Thinking of this, a trace of joy floated in Flora's blue eyes, as it should be, they complement each other and are a natural pair...

Flora asked urgently, "Master Wang, tell me your name quickly."

Flora's tone was full of strength, and there was no room for the fallen angel to refuse.

The fallen angel looked at her hesitantly, and after a while, said softly, "Dickens, my name is Dickens."

Flora felt a little sad in her heart, her voice was choked up, and she called out, "Dickens."

Dickens looked at her quietly and asked, "Are you crying?"

Flora blinked her eyes vigorously, brushed her fingers over the tear stains, and then said: "A little bit, I don't know why, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Dickens looked at her silently, his eyes fixed on Flora's expression, the black ink color added a bit of depth to him, making him look a little unfathomable.

The expression in Dickens' eyes was unclear, and his tone was subtle: "Flora, have you really lost your memory?"

When Anna talked about the "all-knowing and omnipotent magic mirror" with Flora, she mentioned this incident briefly, and although Dickens was sealed in the magic mirror, he obviously knew about this incident.

Flora looked up at him: "Listen to my maids, yes. But I don't seem to have forgotten many things, so I'm not sure, are you interested in this matter?"

Dickens fell silent again, and after a while he slowly shook his head and said, "I'm just asking."

Flora asked seemingly unintentionally: "Dickens, do you really know everything and know everything?"

Dickens's divergent eyes were a little more focused, he met Flora's gaze, and under Flora's gaze, he responded softly: "Maybe."

Flora's face was slightly uncomfortable: "Then do you know what kind of personality I am..."

"I know." Dickens interrupted Flora's words, and said softly: "The former Rose Queen, now...the Tyrant Queen."

Flora lowered her head, and Dickens could only see the swirls of her hair from the angle of sight alone.

Flora smiled, and the expression on her face was hard to describe in words. She asked, "Then would you like the bad me?"

Dickens looked dazed, closed his eyes suddenly, and his tone fluctuated greatly. He said angrily: "Anyway, I have been controlled by you. How is my mood, is it important to you?"

Flora's hand hidden in the sleeve robe was slowly clenched, and Dickens opened his eyes suddenly, scanning Flora's cheeks repeatedly with his scrutinizing eyes, and he asked aggressively: "It's you, have you really lost your memory? ?”

Flora's eyes moved slightly: "Of course."

The fallen angel didn't speak anymore, he lowered his brows and eyes with a weary look, as if he was in a bad mood.

Flora paused for a moment, and said rather hastily: "Are you very concerned about this matter? Is it possible that in my forgotten memory, there was a period between us..."

"No!" said Dickens quickly, interrupting Flora.

Flora laughed, her eyes were quite indulgent, as if she was laughing at Dickens' duplicity.

When Dickens saw her like this, his face was not very good-looking, Youyou raised his eyes to look at her, and then said: "Looking at your nonsense, it seems that you have forgotten that I was sealed into the magic mirror by you. "

Flora's smile suddenly froze on her face, she and Dickens looked at each other for a while, and asked guiltily, "Is that so?"

Seeing Flora deflated, Dickens's expression became a little more cheerful, and he let out a lazy grunt in response.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked lazy and charming.

Flora's heart was pounding, she stopped talking, and just stared at Dickens with greed and attachment.

Every word I uttered was full of repressed and strong feelings: "No matter what I do, please believe that I have sincere and warm feelings for you. Hurt you... It is not my wish."

Flora slowly lowered her eyes, covering the dark and complicated emotions in her eyes.

There is a lot of darkness in it, paranoia, gloom, violence, and... a lot of regret.

No matter what kind of person she becomes, she has always been sure that she never thought of hurting her most beloved person.

Dickens looked at her fixedly, with some thoughts in his eyes, as if he was weighing the truth of Flora's words.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "But you are a little liar, you have always been."

Flora was accused by Dickens, but she didn't answer, she looked down at him silently, obediently and silently.

It's like an innocent person who has been misunderstood bears a responsibility that should not have been borne by her.

Dickens obviously couldn't bear such a scene. He was easy to soften his heart. Dickens turned his face away and said, "Queen, you have spent a long time with me. It is time for you to deal with your own affairs."

Flora still looked at him, and replied, "But I just want to look at you now."

Dickens was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "Your sister Nora is now in the mermaid kingdom in the deep sea, where she was sealed by Percy."

When Flora suddenly learned of her sister's whereabouts, her surprise was beyond words.

Dickens turned his face away at the right time, not wanting to show his concern on the surface.

After learning of Nora's whereabouts, Flora was obviously a lot more anxious.Despite her reputation for brutality, she was not without heart.

In her barren chest, half was given to the angel Dickens, and the other half was given to her sister Nora.

Seeing Flora agitated by Nora's whereabouts, Dickens whispered, "Queen, do what you have to do, and don't waste your time with me."

Flora looked at him with some displeasure: "I said, call me by my name."

Dickens was slightly startled, but Flora quickly realized that the person in front of her was her sweetheart, and she wanted to be gentle with him.

Flora's voice softened, and she remedied: "I don't want to be too unfamiliar with you, can you understand my mood?"

Dickens took a deep look at her, with a half-smile: "Of course."

Flora was a little guilty, and she began to want to escape from the venue. After a few seconds of silence, Flora asked, "Dickens, can you tell me more detailed information about Nora's whereabouts?"

Dickens' tone was lazy, but he told Flora straightforwardly: "Go to the mermaid kingdom in the deep sea, and let their king take you to find the most notorious sea witch in the sea."

Flora looked at him quietly: "Then... shall I go first?"

Dickens responded coldly.

Flora walked closer to the magic mirror. Under Dickens' gaze, her pale pink lips gently fell on the cold mirror: "I will be back soon."

With shackles.

At that time, you will be united with my body and soul.

He pressed his pale pink lips tightly, staring blankly at Flora's back.

Flora raised the corners of her lips and lowered her eyebrows, leaving Dickens with a gentle and beautiful last look, and walked out of the room.

After she had gone, Dickens put a finger against the cheek on which Flora had kissed, and remained in that position for a long time.

His black eyes stared deeply at the brown-red door, the sunlight passed through the window lattice and refracted on the mirror surface, and the handsome face of the fallen angel was hidden in countless halos, making it blurry.

Flora came out of the room, gently closed the door, and when she turned around, she saw Helena standing at the door with a dazed face. She was completely soaked, her hair was still dripping with water, and the ground under her feet was even worse. It's all wet.

Seeing her looking very stupid due to trance, Flora couldn't help frowning.

Flora put her hands behind her back and landed on the copper handle. The barrier started from here, wrapping and isolating the room behind her.

Flora doesn't want the angel to see her violent page, but fortunately she is very strong, as long as she wants, she can block the angel's detection.

After everything was done, Flora said, "Helena, what about your manners and upbringing? Who taught you to appear in front of me in this manner."

The indifference and alienation in the tone made no effort to hide it.

Helena looked at her in a daze, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I didn't do it on purpose, I just, I just..."

She raised her eyes, her eyes were full of fear and fear: "I just picked a flower for you, but when I came back, Anna told me that she replaced me..."

She looked at Flora helplessly, looking very pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

Flora glanced at her casually, and said contemptuously: "Helena, I won't leave a piece of trash to deal with those affairs that I don't care about for me. Since you delayed finding Nora again and again , you should have the awareness to be replaced."

After finishing speaking, Flora said coldly: "Now roll down from the top floor, this is not a place for you to set foot in the future."

Helena was a little anxious, she wanted to hold Flora's hand and defend herself.

Noticing her actions, what little patience Flora had left disappeared.

A huge black hole appeared at the bottom of Helena's feet. The dark hole exuded a dark red light, and the black bone claws protruded from the ground, grabbing Helena's ankle, and under her terrified eyes, held her Pull it out.

Flora watched this scene full of hostility, and slowly leaned against the wall, closing her eyes to calm down.

He turned his head and glanced at the closed door, sighed softly, opened his right hand, and a dark blue, arm-length grapewood staff with transparent blue gemstones inlaid on the top was condensed into shape.

She waved her staff lightly, the golden shattered light fell from the gem, and the shattered light fell to the ground. The pure white flowers climbed along the place where Helena stood just now, covering the water vapor and scorched marks, and finally turned into The pure white carpet has been spread to the end of the stairs.

Helena is not dead, Flora just throws her out of the attic.

As for what will happen to her in the future, let's wait for Nora to come back and see if she still misses Helena before making a decision.

Flora arbitrarily decides on Helena's future and leaves her behind.An overly paranoid queen won't fixate on an insignificant person.

She has more important things to do now, and she wants to tell Anna about Nora's whereabouts so she can get ready.

By the way, take a pair of black gold shackles and go upstairs as a 'gift' to her beloved angel.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-3018:07:29~2020-09-0414:52:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 467899509 bottles; 1 bottle of Scarlet Voice;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!