Everyone thinks the spare tire is a god of beauty [Quick Transmigration]

The general looked at the fallen angel he was holding in his hand, his tough wheat-colored face was filled with disbelief.

His heart seemed to be seized, and he was beating again and again in the emptiness.

It seems that hot frenzy will spew out at any time.

The 1.9-meter-high general of the dark guard can lift Gu Ting with only one hand. It should be the one with the strongest oppression. When you look down, you can still see the crystal clear holy water slipping down the tall and delicate bridge of the other party's nose.

But he felt an involuntary sense of surrender towards Gu Ting.

Gu Ting was still pursing his lips and waiting for the general to put him down. It was still uncomfortable to rely on a thin arm to support his not-so-heavy body weight.

As a result, the tall man looked dull, not knowing what was going on.

Gu Ting ran out of patience, raised his head and looked at the other party: "It's hard, can you let me down?"

Looking directly at those clear eyes, the general gasped for breath and his heart beat rapidly.

"...Sorry." He said in a low voice with difficulty.

The snow-white arm was detached from the wheat-colored palm, and Gu Ting was gently placed by the pool.

The general held his breath and took a step back, as if he was still yearning for the soft touch of his palm, he slowly rubbed his fingertips.Then he lowered his head and saw Gu Ting's flawless white feet stepping on the ground.

The iron cuffs on the fragile ankles are also extremely glaring.

The general frowned suddenly, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

He was barefoot all the time...

The skin on the soles of the feet must be very delicate, has it been worn out?

It's just a pair of shoes, the general can ask someone to bring them with a word, but he is hesitant.

It's a fallen angel after all...

But the more important reason is that he feels that the shoes he can find are not suitable for the other party.

During the inner struggle, Gu Ting had already walked away.

The servants, whose hearts were greatly shaken, stood where they were, and saw Gu Ting obediently returning to their encirclement.

I barely washed it clean, so I can do whatever I need to do now, Gu Ting thought.

The beautiful fallen angel stood beside the servant, with a small puddle of holy water on his skinny collarbone, his expression was unbelievably calm.

The servants were still nailed in place, not moving at all.

They actually want to hold the chains that connect each other's ankles... do they deserve it?

"Aren't you leaving?" Gu Ting asked seeing them motionless.

Those people in 036 looked at the peerless beauty they knew nothing about, their hearts beat violently and at the same time they felt great sadness.

Such a beautiful person, but now he has to go through the purification ceremony...

The surrounding crowd has gradually restored order, but most of them are still emotional, and all the conversations have never left this overly beautiful fallen angel.

The general stepped forward to try to cover up the extremely eye-catching Gu Ting, and said hesitantly: "Come with me."

"Your Majesty, they are already waiting in the cleansing hall."

……

Yunguo, the purification hall.

In the empty hall with a light golden tone, a strong flame burned in the central recessed rectangular space.

The strange thing is that although the red and blue alternate fireworks are burning violently, and the air above is obviously distorted, there is no heat in the surrounding area, as if burning in another space.

Several people sat on the high seats in the hall, facing the flaming bidet, as if they were watching a play.

"I never thought His Majesty Yun would come to borrow our country's fire for a lowly fallen angel." The speaker sat next to the main seat, with long blond hair casually tied into a ponytail and placed behind his back. His sitting posture made him look nothing like a visitor.

He is Ximao, the second prince of the Xi Kingdom, who was sent to escort the cleansing tinder and at the same time planned to watch the excitement.

"Yun Kingdom is one of the most noble countries in the entire continent, and it will never allow it to be polluted by any filth."

On the main seat, a tall man in golden clothes was sitting meticulously upright, his ruthlessly serious and handsome face did not show many signs of age.

The supreme leader of Yun Kingdom, King Yun Yuying.

"Then why don't you force him to die? Why don't you do some high-sounding cleansing ceremony? In the final analysis, you still want him to die." Sharp words full of dissatisfaction came from the other side of the main seat.

The tall boy who spoke was very similar to Yun Yuying in appearance, but his face was more flamboyant and uninhibited, the plump and hormone-filled chest muscles were exposed from the open placket, and the earbones and neck were covered with ornaments.

He is the only prince of Yun Kingdom, Yunxi.

"Brother!" Yunxi's younger sister, Yun Lei, the Princess of Yunguo, sat beside him, reminding him in a low voice, "Don't contradict father on this occasion."

"Don't think that I don't know that this is your idea." Yun Xi glanced sideways, "As for what the purification ceremony is, you don't know at all."

Currently, only the Xi Kingdom in the Eastern Continent possesses the cleansing fire, and it is said that it flowed from the Demon Realm a hundred years ago.

Although it is something from the demon world, it is the most terrifying threat among them.

Once entering the flame, the whole person will be completely swallowed, from the penis to the soul must endure hundreds of days of roasting.

Most of the filthy creatures entered it, ranging from distorted souls and mental disorders, to directly disappearing into ashes in severe cases.

The so-called filth, in addition to the infection on the physical level, also includes greed and evil desires in the heart.However, how many people in the world can have no greed?So in fact, the cleansing fire pool is just a powerful and huge crematorium with indiscriminate attacks.

"Your Highness Yun, don't be like this, my sister is doing it for your own good." Xi Mao smiled at Yun Lei, looking away as she blushed.

"After all, there are people all over the continent who want to get the archangel, and no one will use a broken fallen angel as a substitute like you, right?"

"You...!" Yun Xi was furious.

"Your Majesty, people are here!" A voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the hall.

All of a sudden, everyone turned their attention to the door.

Yun Lei silently covered the lower half of her face, frowning slightly as if worried that the other party would dirty her eyes.

Then, the unusually tall general of the secret guard strode into the gate, and the rustling of iron chains sounded behind him.

A figure who was thin enough to be called a petite walked in, causing the pupils of the people in the main seat to shrink instantly.

Gu Ting didn't know why those servants didn't guard him any more, so he walked all the way here step by step behind the general, dragging his slightly heavy anklets.

The long black hair and clothes were still wet, and the dazzlingly white collarbone and chest were exposed in the air. In fact, the back was also exposed, showing a beautiful spine groove.

Gu Ting, who didn't know how much attention he had, was guarded by the generals all the way, afraid that some desperate passer-by would have evil intentions.

At this time, the people in the main seat were also dumbfounded.

Shocked by Gu Ting's beauty, and the pair of so-called "archangel-like" eyes that may actually be even more beautiful.

Yunxi couldn't believe it.

In fact, the point of his anger was that his father objected to his admiration for the archangel. As for the life of that ugly thing, the fallen angel, he didn't care.

But now, he felt that God made a huge joke on him.