In front of him, Li Xingyue was staring intently at the ornaments that Tang Meng had placed on the table. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The two breaths of the angel's holiness and the temptation of the devil are intertwined, and they are displayed in front of Tang Meng and Li Xingyue on the two pairs of wings on the ornament.

Li Xingyue again, she habitually stroked her long hair, and her usual cold face also showed a confused expression for the first time in a long time, and her willow eyebrows were tightly locked. Tang Meng didn't speak, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and only the strange ornament flashed with yellow light to show the passage of time.

"You're not going to be a trinket you bought anywhere, come and fool me. The more Li Xingyue looked at it, the colder her eyes became, glared at Tang Meng, and said very dissatisfied.

"No, that's what I got by accident recently. Tang Meng immediately denied it.

"It's strange that there are no batteries to place, but they can emit a faint golden light. Li Xingyue looked at this ornament over and over again.

"So I want to know where it came from. Let's take a look at the Western mythological classics, whether they match the wings of a certain angel. Tang Meng said lightly

"You still have a bit of an IQ if you can think of this method. But in my opinion, the shape of the wings does not look like any of the angels of God, Jehovah, not even the fallen angels. Li Xingyue became extremely serious and said, but she is also the president of the excellent student union who is not right about things.

Tang Meng knew that as long as she was interested, she would definitely investigate to the end. So Tang Meng watched her elegantly and calmly munch on the pineapple bun while flipping through the classics.

"What do you think I'm doing? Why don't you check the information quickly?" Li Xingyue looked at Tang Meng with a cold eyebrow.

"I've finished reading it, so I'm waiting for you. Tang Meng said lightly.

"How is it possible, you have only been here for a few minutes?" Li Xingyue finally fluctuated a little. stared at Tang Meng with a distrustful expression for a long time.

"I never lie. You should know. Tang Meng looked at her with a very sincere look in his eyes.

"Impossible, it should be? You are worthy of being born with a martial arts. Li Xingyue muttered, and then praised Tang Meng with a rare expression of surprise.

Then she resumed her cold expression and said: "In short, the material of this jewelry is very hard, there is no cutting trace, it should be a natural formation, but this figure is very clear." And it will emit a faint golden light, and the material should not be ordinary. Where the hell did you get it?

"Sure enough, I found the right person, and after a while of research, I pointed out the problem. However, this ornament is likely to be of great importance, what should I do?" Tang Meng thought.

As a result, Tang Meng wanted to be fascinated, and when he looked up, he found that Li Xingyue's suspicious eyes were already close at hand, and even touched the bridge of her tall nose when Tang Meng touched her, and the beautiful eyes that ordinary people couldn't bear to look at coldly. Leng Yanzhong's face showed a slight hint of impatience, but it was intoxicating.

"I don't want to force you, but I don't see the mystery either. If you can lend me a few days。。。。。。 Li Xingyue sat back and said casually.

"No, forget it, I can't borrow you for the time being. Before the words fell, Tang Meng interrupted Li Xingyue's words, and he silently put on the jewelry.

"Hmph. Li Xingyue snorted coldly and said, "Is it so valuable? There are a lot of antiques in my student union." ”

"I know, but it's very important to me. Tang Meng said helplessly. "I can't let it go. ”

"Is it a spiritual artifact? Li Xingyue lowered her voice and said, "Where did you get it, the aura revealed is like a fluctuation of Western elemental magic, but at the same time there is a kind of demonic boredom?"

"Well, that's why I'm looking into Western mythology. Tang Meng said lightly.

"You won't let me see it, and I can't help you. After Li Xingyue finished speaking, she picked up "Business Management" and read it with relish, no longer looking at Tang Meng.

Tang Meng carefully recalled the content just now, made sure that there was no omission, said hello to Li Xingyue, who was concentrating on reading, and got up and walked home.

"It seems that the gears of fate are beginning to turn, and no one can stop them. That ornament, hey angels and demons?" Li Xingyue said after Tang Meng left, closing the book he hadn't looked at, and his eyes were very complicated.

Tang Meng wanted to go home, but unconsciously walked to the park, and the sky returned to blue, like a vast lake, but there was a radiant sun embedded in the center. Baiyun is still wandering, like a bohemian prodigal son, stepping on the waves and returning to his hometown. Tang Meng stretched out his hand to block the not-so-violent sunlight on his forehead, and vaguely peeked into the majesty of the sun through his fingers.

"Will the sun pass away one day when the sun is so great and incomparable?" Tang Meng suddenly muttered to himself, "Maybe the edge of the sword can cut through it?"

If someone around hears it, they will definitely call the phone number of the neurological hospital and send Tang Meng for examination.

Suddenly, Tang Meng's pupils constricted, and he looked at the sky incredulously. What kind of light can overshadow the sun? At this moment, all the colors of heaven and earth are only this golden light that runs through the sky, and it gives the answer. This light is incomparable, divine, and it is much stronger than the sun. The old people exercising and the children playing around saw this miraculous scene, as if they were stunned, motionless, and unable to speak.

No, no, it's like time and even the world are frozen. Tang Meng finally came back to his senses, and when he rolled his eyes, he found that a fallen leaf was frozen in the air without any external force, very close to Tang Meng, and within reach.

"No, can only the eyeballs move?" After speaking, Tang Meng tried to move his body, and his already stagnant body was actually able to move. Tang Meng moved his stiff neck, and then looked at everything that was stagnant around him, everything that was shrouded in golden light.

When Tang Meng secretly raised his breath and coldly glanced at all this, he never thought that something even more amazing had happened, angels, this legendary god had descended. As if there was a chant sung:

Why do you think she's a god? Because she's from six wings. Why do you know faithfulness to faith, because the light surrounds her. Why do people weep and ask, because the majesty of God is incomparable. The name of the gods is the only one she can call.

Just like a myth, in the face of the majesty of the gods, the humble human beings can only prostrate and pray for reverence, which is faith, and that is an existence that cannot be compared with human beings. However, Tang Meng still stood, although he was under great oppression, he forced himself to grit his teeth and not kneel, I don't know why, Tang Meng was not surprised by this miracle, but his chest began to ache faintly again for some reason.

Time passed slowly, and the holy light finally gradually closed from the sky, and the figure of the angel shrouded in the holy light slowly descended and revealed its true form. The holy light disappeared from the bottom up, and the first thing that appeared was a pair of crystal clear bare feet, what kind of luck can get such a favored jade foot from God, although it is slightly immature, but it shows a perfect leg shape. It's a pity that it's only a moment, the angel has fallen into the dust, but a simple white dress can't cover her peerless, her age is only twelve or thirteen years old, and it is difficult to hide her future allure and city.

The long blond hair reached to the waist, but it did not disperse because it danced in the wind, and the blonde hair, which was not bound by the headdress, shone in the sun. Just like the most noble and dazzling princess in a fairy tale, blonde hair and blue eyes, but the emerald beautiful eyes seem to have the flow of time, but there is no innocence, but like a melancholy blue sea, full of endless sorrow, the delicate and perfect Joan nose and cherry mouth are very similar to Michelia. Ying Ying's slender waist and slender figure reveal an unknown majesty. And the most amazing and awe-inspiring thing is the six pairs of shining wings extending from her shoulders, radiating the radiance of divinity. Stretched out, with Tang Meng's eyesight, he could already see that every white feather carved by God was swaying in the wind. It's just that the height seems to be a little different, so let's not mention this for the time being.

Tang Mengta froze, he was rarely amazed by the world, but he was intoxicated by the beauty of angels beyond what the world knows.

However, while Tang Meng looked at her, she finally came back to her senses and looked at Tang Meng, a pair of beautiful and moving blue eyes looked at Tang Meng quietly, and the deep sadness overflowed, as if it could freeze all the thinking of the world.

Tang Meng struggled to regain the right to think, but found that the angel's wings were exactly the same as the wings on the ornament he had been looking for.

"Is it you?" The ethereal and clear voice sounded, looking so noble and holy, but full of doubts, looking Tang Meng up and down, suddenly becoming emotional, "It's you, it's really you, my master." ”

Tang Meng froze suddenly, both shocked by the magic of the angel, but also even more sluggish, like a scene in a dream. I couldn't help but bow my head and mutter, "Just like that picture in my dream, that angel?"

The angel appeared in front of Tang Meng's eyes like a phantasm but a reality. When Tang Meng barely sorted out his chaotic thoughts and looked up, he found that the angel was still staring at him blankly, the only difference was that tears slowly overflowed from her eyes, and crystal marks were drawn on her delicate face. They looked at each other like fate, and time and space seemed to be distorted and chaotic.

"Who are you?" Tang Meng swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty.

However, Tang Meng regretted it, and as soon as these words came out, her tears burst down that day, and her grief easily infected all things, and the dignity and realm of the gods collapsed in an instant at this moment.

"My name is, my name is Michelia Lis. It's yours, it's your former servant, no, I'm already a traitor。。。。。。 Michelia Alice choked up and said intermittently, "For thousands of years, I, I have been tormented in the pain of guilt for betraying you, year after year。。。。。。 ”

Tang Meng's thoughts were even more chaotic, and the amount of information was too large, occupying all of Tang Meng's thoughts. Suddenly, a figure flashed through Tang Meng's mind and made him question, "Michelia, what do you have to do with Michelia Cecia?"

However, she did not answer, she stopped crying, her expression became firm as iron, her whole body exuded majesty, the holy light enveloped her again, her body covered with a gold-carved battle suit, and in her hand summoned a sword of holy light from another dimension. Then with a monstrous fighting spirit, she stared at Tang Meng coldly.

No, behind Tang Meng to be exact. She took a few steps forward and stood in front of Tang Meng, and said in a sonorous voice with an unwavering voice: "Master, please wait for a while, I will definitely answer your question, maybe you can't forgive me after knowing everything, but you used to protect me, this time please let me protect you with my life once." I will stand before you, and no one will be able to touch you, unless I die in battle. ”

Tang Meng saw the holy sword appear in Michelia Lis's hand, and the sudden pain in his chest made him can't help but cover his chest. Suddenly, Tang Meng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a figure striding leisurely in this realm that only belonged to gods.

"That's?" Tang Meng gave up the question of the inexplicable pain in his chest, but said to the figure in surprise, "It's you?"

"Tang Meng, can't you go to class well? The holy light no longer shrouded that figure, and the head teacher of Tang Meng's class, who looked so ordinary that he couldn't find it in the crowd, slowly paced and appeared, appearing at the starting point of this fate......