As soon as he heard that she was going to be thrown into exile, Cheng Qianxun was a little anxious, the heavenly realm must have no concept of time in terms of time, and it was trivial to throw her there for ten or eight years, how could she escape in a hundred years and a thousand years? When he returned to the mortal world, his relatives and Snead had been reincarnated dozens of times. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Can't be exiled, Cheng Qianxun thought about it and pretended to salivate and asked, "Is it close to the Tree of Life?" ”

All the angels rolled their eyes at her, and Raphael smiled bitterly, "It's really close. ”

Think about this over-energetic female undead, what if she goes to steal the fruit of the tree in all kinds of ways, morning and evening, and calls Raphael? She couldn't use the blade of flame to split, she thought that she would go to the underworld, and then Raphael would not want to treat others, but first treat her own headache.

One of the angels whispered, "Just limit your movements." ”

There are many ways to limit movement, such as tying, tying up a heavy object to your hands and feet... Cheng Qianxun immediately exploded when he heard this, turned into a sword in his hand, pointed at the other party's nose and scolded: "Are you called an angel, should an angel be like a bodhisattva?" Limit my movements, huh! I'm in the underworld, and the Satans don't restrict my movements, but when I get here, I play such tricks. If I am guilty, I will naturally be thrown into hell, and it will not be the turn of heaven to punish me. If the Celestial Realm is not afraid of the jokes of the underworld, just try! ”

In the face of such an imposing appearance, even more fierce than his superior Uriel, he had never heard of an undead who dared to hold a sword to the nose of an angel, and in front of such a highest-ranking angel.

Think about this woman, who can't be intimidated with punishment or suppressed by faith, people don't believe in the supreme god, but the king of Hades. Seeing the black feather pendant around her neck and the sword in her hand gurgling black, the angel swallowed the words anyway.

Uriel couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at Cheng Qianxun with a fierce face: "Little mortal, what is arrogant, don't think we can't deal with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Qianxun had already flown up, and the sword slashed at him.

Uriel was stunned for a moment, and first dodged, his body was huge, and his movement was naturally very spectacular.

Cheng Qianxun slashed with a sword, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to deal with me, draw your sword, draw your sword!" ”

How dare Uriel draw his sword, once his blade of fire touches the undead, the undead immediately fall into hell. And that's what the other party wants, she doesn't want to stay in the heavenly realm, but wants to go to the underworld. He had no choice but to dodge and hide, and finally flew into the sky.

But Cheng Qianxun chased after him relentlessly, and even intensified the sword in his hand to emit a black light when he swung it, like black lightning slashing towards Uriel.

Raphael raised his head, looked at it with interest, and actually applauded lightly, exclaiming: "It's amazing, she's the most powerful undead I've ever seen." The strength should be comparable to the level of the head of the underworld! ”

"Wow, mana can be used freely, Uriel has never been so embarrassed." The other angels looked at him, but he still raised his hand, put his palm on his eyebrows, looked at it, and reminded him very kindly: "Lord Uriel, be careful of her sword, which was conjured with the magic of the underworld and was slashed, it is very painful for us angels." ”

If it weren't for Seraphim, Uriel's men would have wanted to say that Raphael was really a bad friend.

In fact, this level of attack is still enough to resist, but the problem is that you can't use a sword, after fleeing left and right, Uriel was anxious and roared angrily: "Archangel, she was brought by you, if you don't stop it, I will fight back." ”

Midalen said leisurely, "Don't embarrass Uriel anymore. ”

Michael only sighed slightly, he jumped up, and the golden light in his hand appeared...

Cheng Qianxun is slashing hard, using a sword to cut the Seraphim, who has ever done it, that is cool! A golden sword suddenly appeared in front of it, blocking the front.

The black and golden swords collided, and Cheng Qianxun was violently bounced away, and she retreated more than ten meters away before she stabilized her body.

I saw Michael holding the holy sword, standing in mid-air, blocking in front of Uriel. The golden sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground, his tall body stood in the air, his handsome face was calm and abnormal, and he said lightly in a relatively gentle voice: "The holy sword will not send you to hell, but it will cause trauma on the body, and the healing period will be long, don't mess around anymore." ”

Cheng Qianxun felt that her hand actually felt numb, and she felt a faint pain, she looked at the hand holding the sword, and laughed: "I finally feel it, it's good, it's very good." ”

Laughing so sadly, struggling for resurrection, climbing up from the bottom of hell layer by layer, and finally falling short.

She looked at each other, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Good sword, did your sword face the Hades King like this before?" Hahaha, it's also a great honor to be pulled out of the body by such a sword, so fast! ”

Raphael below cried out: "Don't be impulsive, the Lord Angel alone annihilated the 150,000 Assyrian army that invaded Jerusalem in one night." ”

But these words can't stop Cheng Qianxun, she is not even afraid of death, what else is she afraid of? Holding the black sword in her hand, she used her mind to drive all the mana in her body and rushed over.

Time seemed to slow down, and in mid-air, Cheng Qianxun felt that the undead kneeling on the ground raised their heads in shock, opened their mouths slightly, and looked at the wonders in mid-air that they might never see if they missed it.

A seemingly ordinary undead, with a thin stature, but with so much power, not only dared to attack Uriel, but also dared to argue with the archangel Michael. She glowed black, like the sun during a solar eclipse, and although it was dark, no amount of darkness could stop it from shining from the darkness!

Cheng Qianxun gathered all his scattered eyes and focused on Michael who was getting closer and closer... The unusually handsome face is exactly the same as that of the Immortal King, except for the difference in hair and eye color, and it is almost impossible to tell who is who.

Hades... Cheng Qianxun looked at this almost perfect face, and only felt that his heart, which had become a phantom, was softening. Hades has been silently helping her, like a pearl in the dark, faintly glowing with a soft light. Let her give hope as she climbs the ladder in the long and indefinite period.

The violent aura that came out of the whole body gradually dissipated, and Michael's face in his eyes turned into Hades's, with black eyes and long hair, looking at her not far in front, still the same... If you can't go back to the underworld, just die, and end it all...

When Raphael felt that something was wrong, Midalen had already shouted: "Michael, stop! ”

But it was too late, Michael swung the golden long sword that pointed at the ground violently, and a golden light flew out of the sword body, flying towards Cheng Qianxun, who was already five steps away.

Golden light flew over her sword-wielding arm and shoulder, but the sword in her hand had disappeared with the anger in her body. She didn't seem to feel that she had been struck, and she still flew towards Michael.

When she reached Michael, she stopped, suspended in mid-air, and looked at Michael, who was holding the sword in his hand, a little stupidly. From Michael's blue eyes, she saw her own face, and the sorrow in her eyes that could never be erased.

She looked deeply at Michael's face, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a stream of red oozed from the clothes on her shoulders, so dazzling red... The undead bleed, too? Red in the same color as a mortal?

For a long time, angels have experienced almost everything about mortals, even the things of mortals for several lifetimes. But Michael was still slightly surprised to look at the undead who was three paces away from him, facing him. She finally couldn't hold it anymore, and after her body shook slightly, her thin body fell down.

Michael hurriedly shouted: "Raphael! ”

"In, in!" Raphael raised his hands below, raised his head, kept changing his position, trying to catch Cheng Qianxun who was falling down, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch it, don't worry." ”

He was like this, even the winged angel next to him felt unreliable, so he waited to see that after he caught the air, the undead fell to the ground heavily.

Cheng Qianxun fell, and suddenly her body stopped falling, and a holy light surrounded her body... Everyone looked along the light, and it turned out to be Midalen. He stretched out a hand, and the holy light in his hand held Cheng Qianxun and slowly lowered it.

"Gee, I'll catch it. Well, forget it, just catch it anyway, whoever it is. Raphael's hands slowly supported Cheng Qianxun's thin body, and at the same time, the ground clouds in front of his feet began to rise, and soon piled up into a rectangle made of clouds, like a bed.

Raphael carefully placed Cheng Qianxun on it, and gently tore the clothes on her shoulder with his fingers, a wound half an inch deep, if it was a mortal, it would definitely be bone-piercing, deeply engraved in the center of her shoulder, and blood was constantly gushing out.

He covered it with his palm, Cheng Qianxun's brows were slightly locked, but he smiled, and his voice trembled slightly because of the pain: "You're right, it really hurts, it hurts." It hurts so much! ”

Raphael's palm covered Cheng Qianxun's entire shoulder, and his palm emitted a faint silver light, and the bleeding quickly stopped. He smiled kindly: "My heart hurts, right?" ”

When it came to the sore spot, Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but have red eyes, and she closed her eyes.

Raphael healed, and said with a smile: "The injury is not serious, Master Michael has never been merciless to the enemy, but he is also full of compassion, obviously he does not regard you as an enemy, otherwise your entire body will be cut into two pieces, and then your soul will dissipate and die completely." Even if it's me, there's no way to save it. ”

"Then let me die." Cheng Qianxun closed her eyes, her heart was full of grief and anger that she couldn't vent, the heavenly realm didn't let her die or live, did she have to be domesticated into an obedient sheep to let her go?

Michael flew down, the holy sword in his hand disappeared, and slowly walked to Cheng Qianxun's side, looking down, in his blue eyes, he didn't know what kind of thoughts he had.

Uriel walked over and stood beside Michael and said, "She doesn't assassinate the Lord, just because the Lord's looks like ... ”

Michael tilted his head sharply, his handsome face with a rare gurgling aura, and his eyes were gloomy. Let characters like Uriel swallow the word "Hades" hard. (To be continued.) )