Three days is as difficult as three years. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gabriel sat alone in the silent hall, which was filled with oppressive silence.

The maids, the guards, and even the officers directly under them, none of them dared to step into this place in three days. Even if it's Rolls, it's the same.

The empty gate was locked all the time.

Only Gabriel on the golden chair remained, meditating alone, like a sculpture, silent.

A pair of golden wings, softly spread down the golden chair to the ground, dim, and the halo above the head was not as bright as before.

The air, all the time, condensed and suppressed.

It's like the calm before a storm.

Suddenly.

A pair of unfocused eyes, shrinking.

The wings that dragged to the ground shook violently, and instantly rose from the ground, and the halo above his head bloomed with the previous light.

Suddenly, Gabriel's figure was like a little sun bathed in holy light, shining on the walls of this quiet and dark hall.

Indifferent.

Ruthless.

His pupils revealed a coldness that he had never felt before.

"Good." His emotionless pupils seemed to transcend space and time, looking into the distance, and indifferent words came out of his mouth.

"For thousands of years, you are the first one who dares to play with me like this, except for Lucifer."

"Zhang Feng!"

He faintly spat out these two words full of murderous aura, and the lines in the corners of his eyes suddenly opened, revealing countless hidden bloodlines underneath.

After three days of contemplation, after the direct amputation of his right arm, Gabriel tasted defeat for the first time.

There is no doubt that this failure was costly. The direct force of the Holy War Department was almost cut off, and the sample of the reincarnation water fell into the hands of the other party, and the two troops sent were completely annihilated.

The unprecedented defeat caused Gabriel to fall into complete silence for these three days.

Angels don't regret it, but they feel it and learn enough from these regrets to guarantee that they won't do it again next time.

For three days thoroughly, Gabriel thought a lot.

From his arrival in the world, to the occurrence of the cataclysm, to the strange situation after his return.

Finally, his eyes were still locked on a human man he had never set on him.

Zhang Feng.

An ant that he regarded as a hybrid in his heart, although the previous 'Holy Sword in the Stone' incident made him a little vigilant, but in his sight, the ant was an ant after all, even if it could bite someone, it was still an ant.

He never thought that this ant, which looked harmless to humans and animals with slightly teeth and claws, would actually bite off a piece of meat from his body.

This made him almost break his breath three times.

"Since you want to play, I'll play with you." Gabriel's holy wings shook violently, and the whole person suddenly lifted off the ground and rose into the air, and after the colorful light bloomed in his hand, a cold holy spear was clenched.

"It's up to you to see if you're playing with your life."

The cold eyes swept over, his wings shook again, and the whole person suddenly rose into the sky, instantly disappearing in the air of the palace.

……

Hundreds of miles away.

On a green hill, under a big tree, a little girl swung a wooden sword and slashed hard at the thick trunk, leaving a clearly visible mark on it.

Each swing of the sword, even if it was wooden, made the trunk tremble, accompanied by a small amount of debris.

On the other side of the girl, a fat man stood very comfortably, leaning against the body of another tree that was slightly thinner, yawning from time to time, looking lazy.

Very familiar picture.

That's right, it is Zhang Xiaopang and Mo Xin, who have been separated for a long time.

The same tree, the same mountain, even the same time.

Looking at the girl who kept drawing out the sword, Zhang Xiaopang yawned again, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Yes, I have made a lot of progress in the past two months, and I am much stronger than your sister Jing. If you continue at this pace, you might be able to catch up with your brother one day......"

Don't forget to ridicule the praise.

This is Zhang Xiaopang's temperament, and Mo Xin has long been used to it, so he just turned his head and returned with a sweet smile.

However, just as she wanted to swing her sword, her gaze suddenly froze, and her gaze suddenly looked towards the sky.

The temperature on the hill suddenly plummeted by ten degrees, and it was cold to the bone.

Mo Xin's eyes were staring at the sky tightly, and the wooden sword in his hand had been replaced by the Moon Holy Sword at some point, and he looked at the figure wrapped in a halo very seriously.

"I finally couldn't help it, I thought you weren't coming."

Compared with Mo Xin's nervous attitude towards the enemy, Zhang Xiaopang was very casual.

Stretching lazily, yawning, he walked over from the tree and came to Mo Xin's side with a smile.

He patted Mo Xin's shoulder lightly, motioned for the arm holding the Moon Holy Sword to relax, and smiled.

"Relax, it's useless for you to go up to this birdman, only your heavenly brother can cut him here."

Hearing Zhang Xiaopang's voice, Mo Xin put down his arm without hesitation, put away the Moon Holy Sword, and retreated behind him, looking very well-behaved.

I have to say that in her heart, except for Mo Tian, who is as invincible as a god, the only person she trusts 100% is Zhang Xiaopang.

Everyone can be wrong, but Brother Zhang Feng will not be wrong.

This is her absolute trust in Zhang Xiaopang, this strategic trust is almost equal to her worship of Mo Tian's strength.

If Mo Tian is an invincible martial god, then Zhang Xiaopang is a military god who has not tasted defeat in her heart.

"You take a rest in the back first, and I'll take you back to rest when I'm done."

Zhang Xiaopang smiled and waved his hand to Mo Xin, who was standing behind him, and said.

Immediately, his gaze fell on the 'angel' in the sky that emitted a faint halo...... Gabriel.

The four looked at each other, and a strong aura exploded on the two of them at once.

"Have you finished your last words?"

Gabriel's indifferent pupils swept coldly over Zhang Xiaopang's body, and said coldly.

"It's over, but it's a pity that it's not a last word." Zhang Xiaopang didn't continue to look up at Gabriel, his footsteps moved, and slowly came to a stone pavilion ten meters away, and then sat on the stone chair.

With Erlang's legs crossed, he poured a cup of strong tea from the stone table without hurrying, sniffed it in front of the tip of his nose, and tasted it comfortably.

Then he turned his gaze back to Gabriel in the sky.

After staring for a while, Zhang Xiaopang suddenly smiled.

"If I were you, I would definitely shoot at the first time and leave no chance for the opponent."

Zhang Xiaopang smiled slowly.

"I'll make a move, you don't have a chance."

It was Gabriel's machine-like voice that answered Zhang Xiaopang.

"Huh, huh?" Zhang Xiaopang smiled and revealed a touch of mystery.

"Then give it a try."

(PS1: Twelve o'clock back, it's still in time.) I have to say,I haven't written for more than half a month.,Hand speed has regressed a lot.,But fortunately,The speed has dropped but the writing that used to be smooth is back.。 ）

(PS2: By the way, I took a good look at my thoughts when I went abroad during this time, cut some plots, and predicted that this book is about to enter the final stage, no water, no pits, and it will end as soon as possible.) (To be continued.) )