Superhero is my ex boyfriend [Zhongyingmei]

The resplendent palace was crowded with people who came to attend the coronation ceremony. Loki was wearing a robe inlaid with gold and a golden crown on his head. Er, seeing him with a confident smile on his face, kneeling under the long golden steps ready to accept the coronation, resentment like waves surged in his heart.

why?

Why do all the dazzling and brilliant things belong to Thor in the end?

He is obviously a fool who doesn't understand anything, obviously...

Obviously none of this should belong to him!He doesn't deserve to--

However, before the resentment and jealousy in his heart could roll over for a long time, the moment Loki turned his disgusted eyes away from his face, he almost rolled down the steps directly.

He took a staggering step, and managed to stand still, his eyes widened in astonishment, looking at an obvious white figure in the crowded crowd.

A...bi...gay...er...

Everyone was still, but she was the only one who moved around and looked like a lively little animal from a distance.

On top of this grand ceremony, everyone stood silently, how quiet the vast hall full of gods was, not to mention...

What's more, this is the place where the new king will be crowned...

Loki tried his best to maintain his facial expression, trying not to make a rattling sound when he gnashed his teeth.

Come on, Abigail, I can't kill you.

Out of sight, out of sight, Loki took a deep breath, and closed his eyes bitterly.

Okay, okay, you are amazing, I, Rocky, lost to you today.

He closed his eyes resentfully, pretending that he hadn’t seen everything, thinking that you earth woman is really powerful, since you are so eager to die, if you are discovered by the gods in the temple, then you will be exiled to the marginal land for life come back you.

It deserves it, I won't be distracted to take care of you at this time, so as not to hurt myself.

Yes, don't care about her, don't care about...

In the end, Loki was defeated by that guy, and opened his eyes again angrily, thinking that he would take this girl away before he killed himself.

So, he turned his head and nodded to his mother, indicating that he would leave for a while.Frigga was taken aback by his gritted teeth smile, blankly watching his son turn around and stride away from his position, angrily walking in one direction.

Frigga thought distressedly, seeing that her brother got everything, the child felt unbalanced again.

Loki strode down, squeezed to Abigail's side, grabbed her wrist and gritted his teeth, "What are you doing here?"

Abigail was startled, took a step back in surprise, turned her head to look at him in a daze, and found that he was indeed talking to herself, and said in disbelief: "You are talking to me ?”

Loki really wanted to reach out and grab her slender neck and throw her off the Rainbow Bridge, but the clasped fingers stopped the moment they stretched out, and he fell, angrily said: "Go back! Someone found her!" What should I do? Do you still expect me to save you all the time?"

Abigail: "Actually..."

Loki gritted his teeth: "I have done my best to you! Now that you are doing this, you have never considered my position! It's just stupid! I really don't know who put you in, listen up, get out of here now Go back and hide!"

Abigail: "Nobody..."

As if betrayed by someone, Loki stared at the person in front of him with red eyes, and shouted: "Go back!"

Abigail: "Can see me..."

Rocky sneered: "Hey, hey, you don't think I'm worried about you, do you? Ah? Let me tell you, I'm afraid that you will cause trouble and hurt myself—"

At this moment, the person who had been standing aside applauding Sol turned his head and looked blankly at Loki who was teaching Abigail a lesson: "Your Highness Loki, are you talking to yourself?"

Loki was afraid that Abigail would be discovered, so at this moment, he stretched out his hand and hid her behind him, and asked with a warm smile, "What did you say?"

The other party looked at him with a bit of embarrassment: "Although you are Odin's second son, this is the coronation ceremony of the king. It's not good for you to talk loudly to yourself like this."

Several other people turned around and looked at him with the look of watching a bad kid with no quality, and said one after another: "That's right, although you may be in a bad mood, it's impolite to babble at this time."

Loki: "???"

Abigail was stuck behind him, tilting her head and looked up at him, showing a very innocent look. She turned her head to look at the few people who accused Loki of being unqualified, and then turned her head to look at him. Loki poked his back and said, "I mean you, you are not of the same breed as others, are you?"

Loki was told face to face that he was loud and unqualified, and at this moment he had no choice but to stand there stunned. After being shocked for a while, he turned to Abigail and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Abigail spread her hands, swaggered around in front of the Asgars, and explained, "They can't see me."

"Did I tell you that I am a mutant? As a heterogeneous species that can affect the human brain, I found that the brains of Asgards are more susceptible to interference than humans. So I told them that they couldn't see me, So they really can't see me."

Loki looked at her sullenly, as if examining the veracity of what she said.

Abigail continued to analyze: "Look, Your Highness Loki, when I came to Asgard, I analyzed the character of the gods here, headed by your father Odin, the father of the gods, the people of Asgard Most of them are impulsive, easily provoked, and their brains are easily disturbed by others, but you are not, you are stubborn, gloomy, stick to your own opinions, and never trust others—"

Loki: "..."

Loki said darkly: "Earth woman, what do you want to express."

Abigail stopped thinking about it, looked up at the guy in front of her who was staring at her coldly, and said with a smile: "I was just thinking, it seems that you are a different kind like me."

Abigail said, reaching out and poking Loki's face: "And oh, I usually know what people are thinking when I meet them, but every time I meet you, I don't know what you are thinking at all Woolen cloth."

Loki raised his hand, and slapped away the hand she extended to poke his face, stood gloomily, turned his head to look at the center of the crowd in the glorious palace: "No."

"I'm different from you."

"I will never be willing to be an alien. If I want to become that terrible alien, it is better to drag everyone who looks at me like that."

"When everyone is different, it doesn't matter what is different. Anyway, no one is better than another, and no one is nobler than another."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated in silence, and turned his head to look at Abigail among the crowd: "If I fail, I will come and be an outlier with you."

Abigail: "...don't."

Loki was suddenly irritated, turned back to look at her angrily, reached out and pointed her nose angrily, and said angrily, "I'm doing this to save you—"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the hall, and many people exclaimed. They saw a monkey-like quick-witted person passing over everyone's heads like lightning, and one rolled in front of Odin. His speed was shocking. He smiled and raised his hand, threw a shiny gem in the air and caught it again, showing an innocent smile: "Old man, I'll give it back to you~"

Loki: "..."

Abigail: "..."

This familiar feeling...

It's Carlos.

After throwing the gem into Odin's arms, he quickly rolled to Sol who was kneeling on the ground, staring at the hammer in Sol's hand with wide eyes: "Big sister, your hammer is so beautiful. "

That look is like a child looking at a lollipop.

Abigail: "..."

The room was silent.

Only Loki seemed to be getting revenge for his old vengeance, and couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly burst out laughing, almost rolling to the ground.

Fortunately, there were so many people and no one cared about his own illness.

Carlos stretched out his hand yearningly, grabbed the handle of Sol's hammer, and lifted it hard.

"I'm taking it away!"

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