[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Huai'an didn't take the opponent's aggressive tactics seriously.

He even fiddled with his blond hair playfully, watching him turn his head in humiliation, his eyes were gentle as if looking at a lover: "You look so beautiful."

"Michael, how about you abandon your god and follow me?"

"You are dreaming!"

"Oh, that's a pity."

Huai'an curled his lips, and directly used magic to tie him to the ground so that he could not move, while he sat on top of him, looking down at the opponent's pure white eyes.

The beauty of an angel, like pure white snow, is so clean and beautiful that one can't help but want to defile it.

The demon glanced at the face of the other party who was blushing and angry, and narrowed his eyes happily.

He bent down and forced Michael to face him.

"My dear Lord Seraphim." The devil's fingertips rubbed the lips of the angel, flirtatiously: "Rather than loving your god, why not..."

"Come and love me~"

Michael's breath caught.

His heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable.

Like a deer in a panic, rushing out in a daze.

This feeling was so strange that Michael suddenly became terrified.

He wanted to seek relief and wanted to kill the demon in front of him.

But Michael held back, he bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly awakened his reason: "You are dreaming!"

"How do you know if you don't try? I'm dreaming?" Huai An brushed the angel's handsome face, and twitched the corner of his lips: "Michael, you are now the king's palm, and there is no threat at all."

He looked at the angel's suppressed face, and whispered, "What are you worried about?"

"The gods will not take care of you, Michael, just give up."

"Did you hear that?"

"Your beloved god has given up on you and sacrificed you, and you will soon become an ordinary person, lose your strength, and fall into the dust."

Blue veins appeared on Michael's forehead: "Shut up!"

"Michael..."

"Michael..."

"shut up!!!"

Michael roared, and a powerful holy light suddenly radiated from his body. Huaian couldn't dodge it in time, and was almost burned and disfigured by the holy light.

He looked down at the seraphim flying up from the ground, his face returned to cold and indifferent, looking down at him from above, there was a bit more murderous intent in those temperatureless eyes, and he rushed towards him fiercely.

After all, Huai'an still underestimated the importance that the gods of this world place on Michael.

Thinking about it carefully, in the previous plot, the reason why Michael became the villain boss was entirely because of the favor of the gods hidden behind him, which prevented him from breaking the lust ring.

Even if Michael died in the end, his soul still returned to heaven and became a new war angel.

He looked at Michael's angular face with some regret, and heaved a long sigh with some regret.

"what a pity."

This time I didn't eat it.

You know, the existence of angels... Tsk.

The Mozun licked his lips, the corners of his bright red lips, and the tip of his fresh tongue passed by, and he gave Michael a affectionate wink: "Dear Sir Seraph, we will have a long time to come~"

Michael will not be able to return to heaven until the next heaven opens.

He had plenty of time to play with Michael.

No?

Huai'an smiled softly, glanced at the other party from the corner of the eye, and before leaving, he gave the other party a meaningful look.

Michael immediately summoned the holy sword, intending to pursue it——

"Pfft!"

He suddenly fell on his face to the ground.

The wings on his back melted like ice and snow. He held back, suppressed the poison in his body, pursed his lips, and picked up his own clothes and put them on one by one with no expression on his face.

The angel that has lost its power is left with a powerful body and a face that is so handsome that it is not like a mortal.

Huai'an's soul turned into a crow and followed Michael silently.

And the real body ran to the nearby city, ready to make a move and wait for the rabbit.

After experiencing Huai'an in the previous few worlds, his soul has become much stronger. It is no longer a small ball of flickering flames when the system first saw it, and most importantly, the stronger Huai'an is, the smaller the world will be. The rules of the game have less impact on him.

In the same way, the impact of the system on Huai'an is getting smaller and smaller.

The system couldn't help but sighed melancholy, and then hugged Mozun's thigh heartlessly the next second: "My lord, aren't you still angry with that soul?"

"Why do you still want to attack him? Isn't it best to just give him a green hat?"

Huaian: "..."

"Tong'er, I found out that you are actually smart!" Huai'an picked up the small system in surprise, looked at its watery and pure eyes, and marveled: "You actually proposed the idea of ​​giving the villain a green hat?" ?”

"Are you too filthy, or am I too filthy to bring you down?"

system:"……"

You said it!

You know it yourself!

Don't you ask the question knowingly! ?

No. 101 of the 101 system was a little angry, but when he looked up, he saw the eyes of his host, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and immediately burst into a smile, and said sweetly: "Of course, you are a wise and mighty lord, you taught me well~ you Seeing that I have followed you in so many worlds, no matter what, I have to learn one and a half moves, right?"

"It makes sense."

"I understand now. When dealing with men in the future, we must tease, make trouble, hang ourselves three times, and finally give him a cold little bench to sit on. After sitting, we can kill that man." After speaking, No. 101 of the 101 system felt that he had concluded That's right, I can't wait to have a dog's tail wagging behind my ass: "Are you right?"

Huai An raised the corners of his lips: "That's right."

Lord God: ...

mmp!He said how his small system became so fast! ! !

If there is a kind, you can teach it again! ?

The main god who couldn't help taking a peek at the small system almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Fuck! Spicy/chicken Huai'an! If it wasn't for his sake, labor and management would have killed you a long time ago!!!"

However, Huai'an couldn't hear his outrage.

Even if he heard it, Huai'an still taught No. 101 of the 101 system himself without changing his true nature: "Good boy, you summed it up well, but you still forgot one thing."

"That point?"

"I taught you before that some men like to be cheap, and the more they can't get it, the more they want it, so..." Huai'an tirelessly taught the small system: "If you meet such a man in the future, you must not agree to it." , we must try our best to whet his appetite."

The system nodded heavily, with an "I see" expression, and even took out a note to record it.

Lord God: ...he already had a premonition of his tragic future.

_(:з」∠)_

After the system finished recording, it was stuffed back into the system space by Huai'an. It sat for a while, then suddenly regained consciousness, and opened its densely written notes in shock——

Weed!

Labor and management are straight!

Why record how to conquer men! ?

101 System No. 101 doubts life.

The Lord God is also doubting life.

The instigator found a hotel to stay temporarily.

Demons are never short of money, so in the days that followed, Huai'an put on luxurious shirts and trousers, tied up his long black hair, tied the demon king's exclusive sword around his waist, and sat in the tavern from time to time watching The handsome men and women danced, invited the handsome men and women to drink together, and gave out countless tips.

He was lying on the sofa in the tavern, drinking bright red wine, squinting his eyes, living a life of drunken dreams.

But if you look closely at Huai'an, you can see a girl in the dark corner of the tavern reflected in the depths of his eyes.

That girl is Angela.

With Huai'an's interference, Angela didn't dance on stage, so naturally she couldn't be kidnapped, and she also wouldn't meet the hero Charlie.

Angela got a large amount of money to help her alcoholic father cure his illness, but her father took away the rest of the money.

She is still poor.

In order to find a way to earn money to survive, she found a job as a waiter in a tavern. Unfortunately, the job she found was in a tavern that Huai'an frequented.

The people in the tavern were of the highest order, even if Angela had other friends to help, she still couldn't resist those harassing men.

Huai An was just sitting on the sofa watching the play, without any thought of pity.

In fact, even if he didn't go to save people, the people who needed to be rescued still found them——

"Sir, please help me."

Angela ran up to Huai'an and knelt down, biting her lips, trembling, and about to cry: "Please help me!"

Angela had observed Huai'an before.

She knew that this young man who looked so beautiful and indistinguishable from male and female would stay in this tavern every day to eat and drink, and he came here for five consecutive days regardless of the weather.

During these five days, this gentleman seemed to be flirtatious, and he was surrounded by many men and women who came to his door, but he never led them to drink and eat, and never led them to a hotel to open a room.

Angela investigated for a long time, and finally chose to kneel in front of Huai'an for her own innocence. She wanted to cry but had no tears. She only looked at the other party with tears in her eyes.

She knows how to look the most beautiful.

I also know how to look on my face is the most innocent.

So she used her beauty and her eyesight to seek a shelter.

Huai An looked down at Angela.

He touched the goblet in his hand, lightly pressed his red lips against the edge of the glass, and squinted at her: "What a poor little cutie~"

Angela's heart trembled, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

"It's a pity that you are not my type." The young man smiled and refused: "Just you little bean sprouts that haven't sprouted, if you grow them back in a few years, you might be able to hook me~"

Angela's mind went blank.

He said he didn't sprout.

He said he... has small breasts?

What he meant was...she was too tender! ?

Nest grass! ?

Angela was stunned by this magical turn, until several reprimands came from behind: "Okay, little bitch, so you came here!? Why? Want to hook up with a new benefactor? "

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