Can an angel who is nearly two and a half meters tall still be called an angel girl? Maybe her age is already four figures, no matter how beautiful and polite she is, at least she has to call her angel aunt. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That's the disadvantage of being human: it's almost impossible to concentrate completely. The devil has not been able to get rid of the endless pursuit behind the buttocks, and Zhao Mai's brain can still desert. He leaned forward and pressed his large human face against the windshield so that the angel could take a closer look. It would be bad if she thought she was in league with the devil.

The angel stood up straight, tilting his head as if to stare directly at the speeding car. Since there is always a veil of light to cover her facial features, Zhao Mai is not sure what her idea is. In a dozen seconds, the car will be at the angel's side, and the devil's arrival time will not be three seconds later than that. But the angel laid down his weapon instead, rubbing his free hands around his chest.

It's the hands that rub it, it's not something soft, semi-round. But anyone who has a little common sense, if that's what it calls it, knows that an angel is working a spell. I hope that this spell can kill the devil, and even if it is not good, it can be sent away, Zhao Mai sincerely prayed.

A circular aura with a diameter of two meters appeared in the direction of the car, and the aura projected a completely different view from Cloudsdale. Lush forests cover rolling hills, flocks of birds chirp and fly above the treetops, and a cheerful river churns white waves and skims over smooth pebbles. The white unicorn was drinking water by the river, and after feeling the fluctuations of magic, it looked curiously with its blue eyes.

In terms of effect, this is definitely a teleportation spell, and the level is not low, it is likely to be a portal to the other world. The other side looks much safer, and it's a good place to escape the war. But then again, what can you gain in a forest? Zhao Mai still wants to work hard to earn a lot of money, and then go back to treat his father's illness. He gritted his teeth, there is no return if he doesn't pay, if he persists a little longer, he should be able to hold it up if he fights again!

As soon as he turned his direction, the front of the car turned at an angle, no longer facing the teleportation aura, but still moving in the direction of the angel. He was determined to stay a little longer, but he wasn't stupid enough to fight the devil. As long as you find an angel to protect you, you will be done.

The angel "Auntie" obviously didn't expect this, and was stunned for a moment, so she didn't notice the black smoke that suddenly erupted behind her. A devil leaped out of the smoke, and the flame slasher made a hideous arc and slashed diagonally from the angel's shoulder. Two white wings separated from his body with large pieces of flesh, and the angel threw his head back in pain and fell to his knees.

The portal shook, and it shook and flickered, and the scenery inside swirled like a whirlpool. Now there are two devils staring at Zhao Mai, and there are no other angels around to save his life for a while. Once besieged, it was only a matter of time before the devil overturned the car. If they're interested in this indestructible thing, they might be able to carry it away.

There were not many options left for Zhao Mai, so he stepped on the accelerator and recalibrated the direction: "Bastard!

The car loaded into the teleportation aura, leaving behind a string of classic lines of the villain in Cloudsdale: "I'll be back......"

The devil tries to storm the portal, but the angelic "Auntie" finally dies, and the magic that has lost its maintenance dissipates. The two devils looked at each other, knowing that they could not catch up with the strange car, so they rushed towards more angels with their weapons raised.

The battle in Cloudsdale lasted for three months, and the final outcome was known only to the devil. And this kind of battle is played out in many cloudsdale, where demons and demons join forces to deal with the angels who have become tired of guarding mortals. Its effects will slowly emerge later.

Zhao Mai rushed into the portal, and then was wrapped in the turbulence of time and space. If it weren't for the protection of the indestructible car, he would have been disintegrated into atomic-level fragments, and then wandered eternally in the boundless rift of space.

The navigation of the mobile phone does not show where you are, only the arrow indicating the direction is constantly rotating, which has no effect on Zhao Mai in the middle of the car. He looked boredly at the scenery around him, thinking that this was a normal manifestation of the time gate.

It may be that the spatial rift reacts to indigestible food, and in short, after chewing it for ten minutes, it spits out in one gulp. Zhao Mai saw the mountains and the lush forests. But not from the ground, but from a height of two thousand meters.

"I'm going to get a plane!" he already has experience, and when he presses the brakes hard, he can maintain his posture in the air without spinning. Anyway, the car can't be broken, and Zhao Mai, who has an experience, is still in the mood to look down this time.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I'm shocked when I see it. Directly below the car, the lake covers the valley like a mirror. If you fall like this, falling into the lake is the only possibility. Does this car have the function of diving? If the water covers the engine, can it still be driven? Zhao Mai does not dare to do experiments at this time, what if it doesn't work?

At this time, there is no conventional way of thinking, and using divergent imagination is the only way to solve the problem. Playing with a group of fantasy lovers for a long time, I have long exercised my brain to be different from ordinary people. Zhao Mai looked at the shape of the lake, calculated in his heart for two seconds, and then pressed the button to open the window of the driver's seat and the right rear passenger seat.

A strong wind poured in, and waves immediately appeared on the face. Zhao Mai had difficulty breathing, and he couldn't even control his lips, causing saliva to fly all over the sky. If it is an ordinary car, it will already start rolling under the friction of the air, or it will become a posture of falling straight down with its head in front of tail and back in front of it. So Zhao Mai stepped on the brakes and kept the maximum wind resistance mode of the car's four wheels down.

The influx of air creates a channel, like an invisible sling, hooking the car to the right rear. Although the speed of this movement is completely incomparable to that of gliding, it allows the car to gradually get closer to the shore of the lake. Zhao Mai clenched his teeth and stretched out one of his arms, although it was immediately blown by the wind and pressed against the door, it could also play a role in adjusting the direction like a sail.

The whole process was complicated, but in fact, it only took about three minutes for Zhao Mai to land with a loud bang. The warm liquid exploded with a thud, and it suddenly stuck on Zhao Mai's face, no lighter than being hit on the bridge of his nose with a heavy punch. He couldn't see or hear it anymore, so he couldn't bear the feeling of dizziness and quickly lifted the two pieces of glass up.

The car finally returned to a fully enclosed state, and Zhao Mai was relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief. He wiped his face vigorously, but his hands did not feel like a lake. Looking at the viscous blood-red liquid in his palm, which was also mixed with two scales, Zhao Mai was dumbfounded.

What did this fall on!?