Lost in blood

It is not difficult for Samikina to pretend to be a fallen angel and infiltrate into the Lich Kingdom. After all, angels and fallen angels used to be of the same race. They only need to use dark energy to disguise their souls, and generally no one can easily see through them.

"What about the wings?" Sia asked.Angel wings are more dazzling than sunlight, unless the entire Lich Kingdom is color blind, but this possibility is obviously unlikely.

"Or dye it?" Karlgard suggested.

Samikina frowned.

"I know it's hard for angels to accept black, but it's the only way." Xia took out a large can of hair dye from the space, with an eager look on her face, "When shall we start?"

"You seem to be looking forward to it." Samikina looked at him lightly.

"I don't have one." The corners of West Asia's mouth raised uncontrollably. Just thinking about it is fun!

"No need." Samikina got up and walked upstairs.

"Hey!" Siya stopped him, "You won't go on strike because of this, will you?"

"What do you think?" Samikina looked back.

"...I can't feel it." West Asia felt tightness in her chest, with an iceberg face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, who would have guessed what you were thinking.

"I need to know something about the caravan." Samikina looked at Karlgard, "Within 10 minutes, have the person in charge come to my office."

Karlgard looked distressed, "But he asked for leave today." Before he could finish speaking, the figure full of holy radiance had disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

"Do you think I'm particularly cool?" Sia sullenly, imitating Samikina.

Karlgard sighed and asked the secretary to notify the caravan leader.

A few minutes later, a fallen angel walked into the restaurant with a dark face, apparently in a bad mood.But having said that, if XXOO is interrupted in the middle, no one will be in a good mood.

"Master Samikina wants to see you." Kargard pointed upstairs, "Room 4017."

"Do you have to be in such a hurry?" The fallen angel cursed, "I was pulled out of bed by your secretary before I even finished!" Even if you are rushing to the market, you have to follow the rules!

"I tried to stop it, but Lord Samikina was in a hurry." Calgard spread his hands.

"Is there no man in the God Realm who can satisfy him?!" The fallen angel roared, "I'm really not interested in angels!"

"Pfft—" Xia spat out a mouthful of juice.

The corner of Karlgard's mouth twitched, "What did you say?"

"Your secretary has already told me that your angel friend is now empty and lonely, and he needs me to satisfy him." Calgard gritted his teeth tragically, "For your sake, I can forcefully fuck him once, Let him enjoy the power of the demons! But it's agreed, only this time!"

As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning struck down from the ceiling—angel's wrath.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Nas dragged Xia out of the window.

After the huge explosion, the fallen angel stood still with his face scorched black, obviously not realizing what happened.

Karlgard's head was blown off, but fortunately with the help of his secretary, he retrieved it from the garden and carefully put it back on his neck.

"I finally understand why the headless horseman likes to hang his head on his waist." Xia suddenly realized, "It is indeed much safer than hanging it on an unfixed neck." At least it will not fall from time to time down.

"Bastard!" Karlgarde yelled while holding the secretary, "How did you tell Hitt that he thought we were asking him to come and have sex with Lord Samikina!"

"No way, he was having sex when I went. If it was because of work, he would definitely not want to come." The secretary was very calm. "It's only less than 10 minutes. This is the most effective excuse I can think of."

"Your method sucks!" Karlgarde growled, pointing at his head, "It hasn't fallen off for thousands of years, I thought it had grown back! Thank you for reminding me again that my head is actually early. It's already gone!"

"Sorry." The secretary spread his hands sincerely, "I will improve next time."

"What the hell is going on?" Hitt was still in a daze, probably because he was stunned by the explosion, and his thinking was extremely slow.

"Samikina is a seraphim from the God Realm. He wants to hear you tell me about the Lich Clan, not some goddamn bed!" Calgard pulled the napkin and wiped his face twice, "If you If you delay any longer, I guarantee that the next lightning bolt will arrive immediately!"

"Can I not go?" Hitt burst into tears, the seraphim battle angel, it sounds like a meat grinder - the seraph brand meat grinder, it grinds cleanly without residue!

There was another sizzling electric sound from the ceiling, and Karlgard ran fast while clutching his neck.

Hit accepted his fate in pain, spread his wings and flew to the fourth floor.

The door of the office was open, and Samikina was standing in front of the window looking out, with soft silver hair and a white robe like water, bathed in the setting sun, looking holy and noble.For a moment, Hitt began to believe that the murderous lightning just now must have nothing to do with him.

"Sit down." Samikina didn't turn her head, but her voice was so soft that she couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman. It seemed that even her soul had been washed.

Hit sat obediently on the chair.

"Before we start, let me remind you of one thing." Samikina said slowly, "If I hear words that shouldn't appear again, I don't mind taking you to heaven."

"What are you going to do?" Hitt trembled.

"Chop it up and sell it." Samikina turned around, his eyes colder than icebergs.

Hit burst into tears instantly, the holy and beautiful scene just now was indeed a fake, he was a meat grinder.

"Let's get started." Samikina sat opposite him, "Are you the leader of the caravan?"

Hitt didn't dare to delay for a second, "Yes."

"Name."

"Hitt."

"Magic level."

"A lowly fallen angel."

"why?"

"...Because I was born with a low level." Hitt replied embarrassingly. Why?

"I didn't ask why you are a low-level fallen angel." Samkina frowned. "I asked you why the caravan was led by a low-level fallen angel."

"The entire caravan is low-level fallen angels. It does not require high-level magic to protect the dark spar, so the Lich King has regulations that only low-level fallen angels can take up this position."

"How many people in total?"

"About 20 people."

"How long will you stay in the Lich Clan?"

"We need to seal the dark spar under the swamp of the Lich Race, and it usually takes five days."

"Is there any chance to leave halfway?"

"Absolutely impossible." Hitt shook his head, "From the moment we step into the border, our eyes will be blindfolded, and then the wizard will lead us through the barrier of chaos, and finally arrive at the suburban swamp, where the crystals will be sealed. Take the money and leave. There will be guards throughout the process, and it is absolutely impossible to walk away—even going to the bathroom will be monitored."

……

This conversation went on for a long time, until the early hours of the morning, when Hitt was let go with a yawn.

Samikina sorted out the materials and flew out of the window.

On the azure sky, there are bright stars shining—a scenery never seen before in the God Realm.The roof is covered with soft fine sand, which is very comfortable to step on with bare feet.

The fingertips were shining with starlight, Samikina clasped his hands, closed his eyes and prayed to God the Father.

May the light dispel all darkness.

A hymn was faintly heard, solemn and solemn.For a moment of trance, it seemed that they had returned to the glorious temple. All the angels had white wings, pure souls, and were illuminated by light.

Feeling a sudden pain in his heart, Samikina opened his eyes to look at the dark night, a trace of bewilderment flashed across his face, but he quickly recovered his usual calm.

Turning around to go back, I saw Danny standing not far away, holding a plate of dessert in his hand.

"They said you didn't have dinner." Danny looked at each other, flustered, "So..."

Samikina spread her wings and flew down from the rooftop.

Danny had a sore nose, did he really hate him so much?

"It's too much!" Xia, who was hiding to watch the excitement, was very angry, and teleported in front of Samikina to block him, "Go and apologize to Danny!"

"Why?" Samikina looked indifferent.

"This is basic courtesy!"

"I didn't call him."

"That's why I hate angels!" Sia resented, "Especially a boring and cold angel like you!"

Samkina didn't bother to pay attention to him, and teleported into the room by himself.

"After killing Plutarch, I must bite him to pieces!" After returning to the bedroom, Xia showed her fangs viciously.

Nas couldn't laugh or cry, "You look more like you want to bite me into pieces now."

"Danny locked himself in the room, he must be very sad now." Xia lay on the bed, propping his cheek with one hand, "Should we find a lover to comfort him?"

"Stop making trouble." Nass turned off the light and pulled him into his arms, "Samikina's task in two days is very important, you are not allowed to make trouble."

Sia sighed, poor little Danny, it's not good to like someone, but he just fell in love with a cold, paralyzed virgin who has never had any scandals!

If you think about it carefully, maybe he can't do it at all, or he can't do it, or he doesn't even have that at all!

Dude, this is so sad!Xi Ya was very absorbed in thinking, and reached out to rub Nas's body by the way.

"What are you doing?" Nass grabbed his hand.

"Touch it with your hands." Xia regained her senses and blinked innocently.

"Is this an invitation?" Nass turned over and pressed him under him.

"...Don't touch me!" Xia was stunned, then pushed him away hard, and shrank to the foot of the bed in panic.

"What's wrong?" Nass was surprised.

"I won't sleep with you!" Sia's eyes were full of grief and anger, "Even if you imprison my family, don't even try to threaten me!"

Is that all right?Nass face was full of black lines, "Before the next performance, can you give me a preview first?"

"Let me go!" Xia covered her chest, her pajamas slipped off her shoulders, "Don't tear my clothes off!"

Nas was very cooperative and tore off his pajamas.

"Don't tie me up either!"

Nass took off his tie and bound his hands behind his back.

"I don't want to play master-servant games!"

Nas pinched his chin and looked down at him.

"Master, master." Xia said with tears in her eyes, "Don't kiss me...uh..."

"And then?" After a long time, Nas let go of those soft lips.

Xi Ya was a little short of oxygen when he was kissed, and stared at him blankly, "I forgot the words."

Nass laughed and leaned over to hug him tightly.

The bed is huge, so, just roll around.