Lucifer bit the other party's ear vortex, and for a moment he was in a trance. Standing in the city of Rome with a flame tattoo, facing the head of the musician he loved, a pair of broken wrists held in his arms, the thoughts that permeated his chest were a sense of drowsiness, and all he could confess was absent-minded tenderness.

He withdrew his fingers from between Judas's thighs and lifted the other's face, gazing for the first time at the other's edges and loneliness without suspicion or evasion.

However, it was only a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, Lucifer had already cut off their first communication without any scheming, so that he could re-erect the barrier that no one could break through. The next scene was about to unfold, and he could not offer Judas any more of his heart.

"After vomiting out tens of thousands of years of sadness, are you more comfortable? Now it's your turn to tell me what the idea of capturing the runaway kitten with chestnuts in a charcoal fire as bait came from. ”

The light is like a three-dimensional curtain woven by a magician, or a dripping water pavilion setting, moving back and forth, or a group of sword-wielding elves, smashing down on Michel's head.

She swirled from side to side, walking high and low without much interest, and with a few simple feints, she dodged the fierce and enthusiastic light painting creatures attack.

"Eh, it's not that I'm itchy and beaten, but do you look down on me or whatever, just make this level of, even if I'm willing to be flattened by you, I can't obey my orders!"

Croce's hands were crossed, and the slit skirt was slightly scraped in the cold air of Michel's hair. Michel slanted at each other, whenever Croce didn't laugh angrily, it meant that the good stuff was coming, she knew this signal best!

Croce's chin was slightly raised, and the color of his lips, which had been almost white, seemed to have been impregnated with freshly squeezed red grape juice, so bright red that Michel's heart swelled.

"It's all such an old friend, you little ghost still don't trust my sister and me. What do you want to choke on, isn't this coming? ”

"Wait!"

Michel no longer cared about the ugly façade, and his arms were horizontally and horizontally shaped into a 60-degree Cortic cross, and his original thief appearance was also retracted. She can't afford this "trick" the most, and it's just that she has been defeated repeatedly, and she has to create unnecessary sins afterwards, raising the entropy value of several nascent universes to the point that she can't be saved, and ruining a lot of innocent ecosystems in vain.

"Eldest sister, please raise your noble hand, I can't accept your peach blossom deer again!"

She had a playful little face that had been swaggering across the street, and her dripping malachite eyes were full of flags of surrender. Just kidding, she just can't get into trouble, and Croce knows how to manipulate her five senses.

"It's really a disappointment, I thought you had a little backbone!"

Croce's throwing eyes are like the meaning of seeing a pet not fighting, containing soft contempt and helpless caressing.

"Don't dare to accept it, then settle down and don't block my Yangguan Road."

"This, this is so difficult! Can't we just play a game? ”

Michel himself knew he had said something stupid. Sure enough, her futile begging was only in exchange for a burst of sneer from the other party, and her response from the belly.

"What a stupid kid who can't learn well!"

Croce's malicious fluctuations of pleasure swept towards her like a velvet blanket that stretched far and wide, crushing the flapping chicks.

"The so-called hand-to-hand is to use any weapon you may have at your disposal to brand the other party, and that's it. To say pure, pounding your mind into nonsense is pure, overwhelming you, making the tips of your ears so cool that you can't stand up, isn't it also pure victory? ”

She looked at Michel's embarrassment, and was even more happy, and stepped forward, hooked the other party's neck, and played with the honey-colored fluff that immediately stood upside down with satisfaction.

"Then again, I really don't understand what you're talking about. Whether it's skills or prostitution, it depends on how you use it. You've been raised to be too knowledgeable! ”

Michel secretly complained to himself. I'm so unprepared, the first time I was taken by surprise, and the hundredth time I was forced to bend my knees, isn't this self-inflicted?

[I can't think of a countermeasure, I'm just afraid that she will come to the real thing, I can't say that I just abandoned the armor and fled. It's not that I don't care about friendship, I've done my best, your sister's ability is beyond my ability, don't blame me...

She blinked pitifully, begging for mercy from Lucifer, who had not received the message at all.

"Hey, the 10,000-year-old child has exhausted his donkey skills. It's no wonder that you can't serve this eldest lady, there is too much difference in rank. ”

A bright and hot silver glow, like a tin foil flower with distinct embosses, "snapped" into the matrix between Michelle and Kroce, which had no gaps - if the other party had not been able to break through the maze of the superdimensional wormhole, it would have been swept into the middle of nowhere.

The intruder smiled and parted the moon, creating more than enough space between the two supergod fields. To get to this point, and be willing to help her to restrain Croce, in addition to the Chaos Princess, there are only two super god dukes in the Antimatter Universe!

As soon as he heard the sound and the lower body of the Michael stallion that gradually froze, Michel was overjoyed, but he couldn't help but hesitate and embarrassment.

"Beye, are you too idle?! Once upon a time, you were able to put down your body, regardless of your obsidian supergod personality, and serve the prodigal son who messed with flowers and grass? ”

Croce's face froze, and he faded away from the clever smile that he had been playing with the little animals. The good thing was interrupted like this, and she simply yelled and cursed at the uninvited guests.

"Miss, don't be angry, such words are not suitable for coming out of your cannibalistic orchid-like mouth. That 'prodigal son' who doesn't go your way is the devil boy I cherish with the immortal anti-time seal. ”

The silver hoof armor on the lower half of the horse's body rises vigorously, and the upper body of the horse resembles a statue carved from liquid metal. The supernatural desire of the ice breed forms a protective shield around the body, and the strong and simple skeleton supports a body full of light. It was the Demon God of the Centuries named "King of the Temple", and the obsidian super god also known as the "Black Pony God".

The face retains the predatory style of the panther, and the slender eyes make the viewer feel like ice and fire: the right eye is as bright as the cold stars of autumn water, and the left eye is a deep pit. These eyeballs make the sight of the Andromeda meteor shower and the white dwarf shrinking into a black hole, respectively, insignificant. However, what is absolutely not to be seen is the corner of the mouth that seems to be distracted and about to mumble to itself.