Looking at the angel who seemed to be in an extremely beautiful mood and laughing, Miarelle, the angel of power, swallowed his saliva carefully, subconsciously took a step back, and then looked at Jian Er with extremely pity in his eyes.

Jian Er raised her eyebrows, what's wrong? Could it be that there is something wrong with this?

"I have decided to give you my treasure, the honor of always being by my side......" The one's tone suddenly changed to a very seductive voice, and a faint smell of blood mixed with a madness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Really!

Instinctively shuddered, the power angel Miarel subconsciously shrunk his toes, and his neck also shrunk into his shoulders, as if he was afraid that the one would see him and "treasure" him together. Not only that, but the sympathy in his eyes that swept towards Jian Er was even heavier. It seems that it is not a good thing to be this so-called "treasure"!

"Sorry, it's a person, not an object, so I don't have the slightest interest in becoming your treasure. After the angel emitted a bloody aura, Jian Er poked her little head out from behind the thunder behind her, and grimaced at the man.

It seems that this little human girl is really not afraid of herself, is she stupid? Or is she afraid? What is she fighting for? Is this human man in front of her? The tip of the crimson tongue licked the thin lips, if this is the case, then she is afraid that she will be disappointed. He admitted that the aura emanating from this human man was very strong, even a little too strong to be possessed by humans, even compared to some mid-ranking angels, but it was still not enough to see if compared to himself.

Hehe, he was looking forward to it, looking forward to what the little human girl would look like when she found out that the man she was fighting against was not enough for her to rely on, let alone protect her. Fear, fear, or other ...... That's an interesting question, isn't it? But whatever it is, I'm sure he'll have a little fun little toy in his collection.

By the way, why don't you even collect that man with him? In other words, he should be regarded as the top powerhouse in this world (limited to humans), so it seems that there is some collection value.

"Don't want to be my treasure? Unfortunately, it's not up to you to decide. A faint holy white light began to gather in the hand, "Don't worry, I will be very careful, very careful to extract your soul from your body, and then make your body into a beautiful specimen, and then I will put your soul back again, so that there is no special effect except that you cannot move, and you can always maintain your lovely face, isn't this what you human women are looking for?"

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you, you won't be alone, because I've just decided that I'll let this little guy (pointing to Ray) come with you, and I'm not just you, I've got demons, elves, vampires, werewolves...... Many, lots of specimens, believe me, you will definitely get along very well. Ah, and you're the first pair of human specimens I've decided to make, how about you? Don't you feel fortunate?" said the angel as he looked Ray and Jane up and down, as if wondering how he could make them into his newest and most perfect collection.

Really, well...... Disgusting!

Jian Er's eyes looked at this person with a hint of disgust, such a cruel thing was put in this guy's mouth but it seemed to be taken for granted, and looking at his statement, this was not the first time he had said. Oh, sure enough, this legend can only be heard, Angel of Mercy?! If this is also compassion, then she can be called a saint.

"I think you seem to have forgotten a little, don't forget that I am an Oriental, and birth, old age, sickness and death are only under the control of our Oriental Yan Jun, and you birds...... Ahem, angels don't seem to have much to do with it. According to your meaning, have you switched to our Eastern Yama Palace, or how can you drop it? If not, I advise you, it's better not to stretch out this hand. Feeling that her tail ring suddenly moved, Jian Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and looked at the angel with a smile.

"What about reaching out," the angel showed a look of nonchalance, "By the way, just like you Dongfang said, this heaven is high and the emperor is far away, how can the hell endure me? Besides, even if you Dongfang Difu knows, what will happen, do you think that your Dongfang Difu will only compare this with me for such a one, two little souls, a high-ranking angel and a dignified Seraph?"

"Wouldn't it?" Jian Er slowly lowered her hand, her fingertips gently grinding on the deep gem on the tail ring, and then slowly raised her head, pointing to the point, "This is really hard to say, why don't you ask in person?"

"I don't know how to lift!" As soon as Jian'er's words came out, the face of the seraphic angel suddenly changed, "Okay, I don't have that much time to talk nonsense with you now, don't worry, when you become my treasure, I will definitely have a good chat with you." ”

When the words fell, the Seraph's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he raised his hand and grabbed Jian Er and Lei.

At this moment, a black mist suddenly emerged from Jian Er's hand, or more accurately from the tail ring on Jian Er's little finger, and the black mist instantly protected Jian Er and Lei, and then a snow-white and slender palm stretched out from the black mist. Then with a "pop!", he collided with the outstretched arm of the Seraph, blocking him back.

"I say, Ramis Keanu Clearaire, are you trying to declare war on my Eastern Underworld?" a faint voice emerged from the black mist. Then a man in a very elegant looking costume came out of the black mist and confronted the Seraph!

"It's you!" Looking at the person who came out of the black fog, the face of the Seraphic Ramia Keanu Clearaire changed, and a fire appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, yes. The man in the fancy dress smiled at the seraph angel Ramia Keanu Clearaire, "I didn't expect us to meet here." ”

"Are you trying to meddle with my business? I am not afraid of you when others are afraid of you. The Seraph's face changed and he yelled at the man in fancy clothes, "And don't forget, this is not your east, this is our territory." (To be continued.) )