[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

"demon?"

The seraphim sitting behind the desk raised his head slightly. He looked at the little devil in front of him blankly, with a little curiosity in his heart, "I don't know what you want to do when you come to our academy?"

Ruan Tang put away his long whip, pulled Lord to find the sofa and sat down, he held his chin, his eyebrows were curved, and his dimples were still a little sweet, "I'm here to seek justice for my people .”

"I heard that you suspended him and convicted him without any investigation?"

The headmaster looked at Lord, a gleam of disgust flashed in his golden eyes, he clenched his hands, and then said lightly, "If you are here to discuss this matter, then there is nothing to say."

"Those things were all done by him. The testimonies of the parties and the comparison of experimental data can prove it."

Ruan Tang sat up straight, as if he had heard something funny, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, "There is no such thing as discussion in our devil's dictionary."

"I said, I want to seek justice for him."

He's almost blatantly saying that your handling is biased and unfair.

The headmaster frowned, feeling a little impatient in his heart. Just as he was about to be asked to leave, Ruan Tang stood up suddenly, and the devil's aura was released overwhelmingly. The powerful coercion made many people gasp I can't breathe.

The more vulnerable people even fell to their knees on the ground, unable to lift their heads.

"If you don't deal with it, I will use my own means to deal with it."

Ruan Tang abandoned the long whip and summoned his own trident. He held it in his hand, with a malicious smile on his face, "I will take those two guilty people to hell, and then let people eat them." their souls."

"Angel's justice is nothing more than that, after all, it is still mixed with one's own selfish desires."

The system gave him the world line yesterday, and he read it again.

Lord was slandered and splashed with dirty water. The headmaster clearly noticed the clue, but he found Lord guilty.

It's just because Lord is a hybrid of a lich and an angel.

In his eyes, Lord is a product of corruption and failure, and the angel's bloodline has been tainted, which makes him feel disgusted.

Like the vast majority of people, he discriminated against Lord, and even judged Lord from above.

"Don't go too far, this is not hell!"

The seraph was finally enraged, he stood up, and attacked Ruan Tang without hesitation.

The ceiling was crumbling, and Ruan Tang finally showed his black wings. He tiptoed and flew up.

The two fought, and the shattered stone chips fell down one after another.

They flew into the air, the black-red dim light intertwined with the golden-yellow light, accompanied by the popping sound that made eardrums hurt.

This movement was not small and attracted many people to watch the battle.

Accompanied by a violent roar, a figure fell to the ground like a meteor, a deep pit was smashed out on the ground, and the surrounding stone slabs were cracked.

When the dust cleared, the seraph fell to the bottom of the pit in embarrassment. After the snow-colored wings were pierced by the trident, the blood color spread, carrying a strong bloody smell.

Ruan Tang put away his black wings and landed on the ground. He walked up to the seraphim step by step, and drew his trident away.

"Tsk, what a mess."

His crimson eyes were soft and cute, and the smile on his lips was even a little gentle, but the words that came out of his mouth made the surroundings quiet.

"Birdman, if you don't deal with me, I'll pluck the feathers off your wings."

Angels and demons have never dealt with each other. If it was someone else who came, maybe they wouldn't fight.

But for both races, mutual dislike is in the genes.

The seraph coughed, stood up unsteadily, and looked at Ruan Tang with a bit of unwillingness in his eyes, but the devil is always the winner is king, if he is unwilling, he may be beaten until he is willing is.

The angel's wings are close to their half body, extremely sensitive, even if he can heal, but this kind of pain makes his face pale a bit.

He considered it for a while, and finally gave in, "Okay."

Ruan Tang withdrew his trident, pursed his lips, and muttered, "Wouldn't it be better if this was done earlier?"

In fact, it is not that there are other ways to solve it, but under the influence of this body, tyranny and belligerence are engraved in his bones, and he always wants to solve it by fighting.

If you don't accept it, fight until you are convinced.

Lord walked up to Ruan Tang, his gray-blue eyes were gloomy and depressing, he gently raised his hand, his pale fingers grabbed the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat on Ruan Tang's forehead.

Ruan Tang was startled, but obediently raised his head, allowing Lord to wipe his face.

He was so obedient, his little tail flicked, and the little heart on the tip of the tail poked Lord's arm, as if to show off.

Lord's heartbeat was rapid and violent, he shook his head, his eyes followed Ruan Tang, and his voice was hoarse, "Master."

Accompanied by the seraph being pressed heavily into the mud, the oppressive and breathless darkness above his head seemed to have opened a gap, and then a ray of red sunlight leaked in.

The sun was warm and bright, and he couldn't help but want to touch it, but felt that he was too dirty, so he withdrew his hand timidly and sensitively.

Owner.

My master.

He repeated these words over and over again, with a sickly and pale face, as if he wanted to chew up these two words, swallow them into his stomach, carve them into his bones and blood, and then keep them in his body forever .

Seraphim quickly found an undamaged conference room, brought everyone in, and then found the girl and the professor who accused Lord of plagiarism.

The girl was obviously watching the battle just now, and she was trembling all over, fearful and panicked.

Ruan Tang was sitting on the chair, he stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, his eyes were heavy, "Speak well, tell me the truth."

"If there is one lie, the devil will eat your greedy and dirty soul."

The girl trembled all over, and tears flowed down her cheeks. She looked at Lord expectantly, hoping that he could help.

However, Lord's gray-blue eyes were gloomy and cold, and even suppressed a bit of madness and fierceness. Against his pale skin, it looked a bit terrifying.

Facing Lord like this, the girl couldn't speak a word, and even felt as if a hand was strangling her throat, tightening her fingers, making her breathless.

She was trembling, but she finally cried out in tears, "They forced me, I'm just a human being, what can I do, if I don't obey, they will beat me and insult me, I just want to protect myself, what's wrong!"