Hearing them say look at the skin, Rudolph sat up, closed his eyes, and raised his hands intently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, mirror." Cheng Qianxun clearly conjured up a small mirror and handed it over.

"Thank you!" Rudolph took the mirror and looked at his face. No one has time to take a closer look at how their face looks, and Rudolph originally relied on his face to eat. After looking at it for a while, he looked at Cheng Qianxun's face again, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"Cheng, your skin is really good, it's the best I've ever seen." Rudolph couldn't hide the look of amazement on his face, and reached out and touched her face.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Snead was anxious and grabbed Rudolph: "Do you want to dissect her?" ”

"Let me touch it, or tell me how it feels." Rudolph said with interest: "Her skin is as good as it has been photoshopped, and she has never seen it so good." ”

Naturally happy to receive such appreciation, she stretched out her arm and was very generous: "Then touch it." ”

Rudolph was not polite, took her hand, supported it with one hand, and touched it with the other, as if he was touching ivory, and even looked closer with his eyes: "It's so fine, even the pores are so small that you can barely see it, this is not very scientific." Anyway, we are not scientific in the first place, and it is really what the Oriental people call jade carving-like skin. ”

"Okay, go down again, I'll see your mouth going up." Snead tugged at her hand with a sour, gripping it tightly in his own.

Rudolph looked her up and down, and asked with rare curiosity, "Do you have the skin of your hands and face, or... Body. ”

If it weren't for the thick enough skin, the face would be red: "Well, ahem, yes, it's the whole body." ”

"Oh~" The three teammates howled at the same time, and Regel's howl was the loudest.

Regel patted Sneijder on the shoulder, envious: "Brother, you are really so blessed, you have simply picked up a treasure." ”

Snead smiled and didn't speak, and put his arm around her.

But she was a little worried: "Human skin must have flaws, am I still human?" ”

"We're not human anymore, we're undead." Legel lifted the sleeves of his linen robe: "See, my skin is much better than before, at least there is a lot less hair, and it won't take a while, I still need to go to the beauty hospital for professional hair removal." ”

"Hair removal?" She covered her mouth and smiled.

"Yes!" Regger pointed to his body and explained: "The chest is the same, I'm a bodybuilding instructor, I can't let the students see the long-legged orangutan with hair all over the body when I wear a vest to beat and exercise, right?" The beard should be hung from the face to the chin, and for this reason my annual hair removal fee is very expensive. ”

Thinking of the hairy Deleger dancing and, he covered his mouth and only laughed. It has long been known that Caucasian hair is relatively dense, and many women need to remove their hair. Therefore, women's razors are very popular in Europe, while in Asia, except for special professions such as modeling, women usually only have a small amount of hair that is so thick that they need to shave.

"For the same Caucasians, I have relatively less hair. If there is less hair, it may be that only the yellow people have the least hair. Only about 10 percent of yellow men have chest hair, and most of them have very little breast hair. Rudolph's words are always statistical.

"What are you so happy about?" Raphael came with food. He is a person who is very good at inserting topics, and after hearing what was discussed, he immediately laughed: "Mao, I have it too!" ”

Now anyone will be curious, do angels also have hair?

Raphael stood up, spread his wings slightly, and shook a little: "See, it's so hairy, it's so hairy!" ”

This makes everyone happy, this is indeed Mao, but it doesn't belong to mortals.

"Don't be funny, we're talking about leg hair, arms and chest." Regel rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Lord Angel, do you have one?" ”

"Body hair?" Raphael scratched the back of his head with his hand: "By the way, hair is also hair." ”

"Hair doesn't count!" She also came to the mood of spoofing: "It's body hair, or let us see, what is the difference between angels and mortals." ”

"yes, show us, see." Teammates heckled.

"Huh? It depends. Raphael hesitated, held his stomach with both hands, and inhaled: "Okay, let me see it." ”

After speaking, under everyone's wide eyes, he rolled up his sleeves: "Hehe, look, you're welcome." ”

"Oh, I thought I was going to take off my clothes!" Everyone is very discouraged, but it is good to have something to watch.

Rudolph stood up and hurriedly leaned in to look: "The skin is so thin, and it is the same as Cheng." There are no hairs, and you can see very fine pores. ”

"Of course!" Raphael also explains it professionally: "Because humans need perspiration and water vapor, they need pores. The gods don't need it, they can regulate their body temperature through divine power, and even we can go to the sun and still be unscathed. ”

"That Cheng... Rudolph wanted to elicit Raphael's words.

Raphael smiled and said, "Your little princess, in fact, her willpower and ability are already very powerful, who can treat her as a simple undead?" ”

It was indeed different, when she used the sword she had conceived in her magic reverie to fight against Michael, the other angels' faces could tell that she was no longer an ordinary undead.

"And what about those demon kings of the underworld?" Her mind drifted to the ground, and the outstretched hands and feet of Hades were a beautiful pleasure every time they briefly saw his body other than his face.

"The Demon King wants to see the drops. When angels go to the underworld, they will all become strange, and only because they are so beautiful that heaven and earth can't be willing to make him terrifying. Therefore, in addition to the undead becoming the ruler, the other archetypes in the underworld are basically terrifying, terrifying, and even disgusting to human beings, which is a punishment for depravity. Raphael stretched out his finger and shook it: "OkaySpeaking of Mao, I have a joke I don't know if you've heard it." ”

Once again, Raphael managed to attract everyone's attention, and the angel told jokes, something that never had before.

Raphael said: "Mortals can sometimes enter the heavenly realm, and it is also the heavenly realm that lets mortals know that we exist. In the Middle Ages, there was a man who prayed for many, many years that he must see the kingdom of heaven before he died, so we let him come. After visiting the Celestial Realm, he said that he would bring a souvenir of the Celestial Realm back. We're not a travel company, so what souvenirs do we have? ”

Everyone laughed, this angel's personality really doesn't look like an angel at all. Raphael continues to humorously continue the story.

Don't give him a milk jug, and don't give him a wattle from a thorn tree. The angel in charge of the reception was simply annoyed, and said to him, "Then what do you want, say it." At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and there was a white feather. As soon as he grabbed it, he held it tightly, saying that he wanted this, and when he went back, it could be said that it was an angel's feather, and everyone would believe that he had come.

Okay, okay, God knows whose feather it is, it's not his anyway, send this guy away, it's almost dawn, and when his family wakes up, they find that he hasn't come back yet, and they think he's dead, don't bury him alive then, so the angel in charge of the reception agreed.

The man went back with his feathers in high spirits, and not long after he had gone a flock of great white geese raised by Raguil came calling for them. After doing it for a long time, it turned out that the feathers were goose feathers!

Raphael smiled and said: "Fortunately, this person walks fast, otherwise looking at this large pile of geese, will it be said that we angels are not plucked!" Take the goose feathers to show others, the feathers of the angel, someone actually believed it, hahaha. ”

Gordon also smiled: "No wonder there were scammers in the Middle Ages who took goose feathers and said that they were angel feathers to cheat money, and it turned out to be from you." ”

But she heard something else, and smiled quietly for a while and asked, "Raphael, why don't you give me a hair too!" Shake and see if any hairs fall out. ”

Raphael smiled and shook his head: "You can't give it, angel feathers generally don't fall off, unless you fight or you are willing to fall down." If you are willing to fall, you will carry the will of this angel. Give it to mortals or the undead, and you will have some protection. You don't need my feathers for your current abilities, and I can't give you my feathers, otherwise I will be scolded by the archangel. Of course, he doesn't usually scold harshly, but when I saw that his face sank and he didn't speak, I was almost scared to death. ”

"Sure enough, it's a dime!" She laughed, masking the waves in her heart.

There is also a pendant given to her by the Hades around her neck, and in the resurrected graveyard of the dead, the feathers of the Hades fell off and caught her, isn't it a coincidence? Hades is the archangel in the heavenly realm, and even if he reaches the underworld, his appearance has not changed. Then his feathers can also protect the undead, and the aftermath of the incident confirms this.

It's not that Hades happens to be out of hair, but he did it on purpose?

Why? She is not the weakest of the undead, there are women shorter than her. She's not the strongest, and there are a lot of men among them. Why did Black Feather give it to her? Accompanied her all the way, invisibly protecting her. What is it about her that has won the attention and kindness of the Hades?

I have a question in my heart, but this question cannot be said here, only buried in my heart first. She continued to talk and laugh with her teammates and Raphael as if nothing had happened and no one was paying attention.

So Mao discussed it for a long time, and told all kinds of jokes about Mao. The time now is leisure, a reward and adjustment for them after a high degree of tension. After all, the Heavenly Realm, like the Underworld, wants to see them in their best state, even if it is the layer of tossing the dead, it is necessary to let them rest enough in advance.

After eating, they can move around as they please. Swim, play cards, continue to eat, drink and sleep, whatever! (To be continued.) )