Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 194 Red Angel: The possession must be fast and the posture must be handsome! (3K)

Soon, within thirty minutes, the former owner of this aristocratic property was evicted.

Baron Pound carried several of his suitcases and gold bars worth more than 5000 gold pounds, and led his few remaining servants into a hired taxi.

His former owner had no nostalgia for this aristocratic property. He focused on attentive service and was afraid that the kid with the huge sum of money would regret it.

However, the transaction between the two parties is still verbal at this stage, and Mr. Baron has no intention of cheating Ron. He said that he has a way to change the name of the property. In a few days, the new title deed and house certificate will be mailed. Come here, the distinguished little guest does not need to worry too much.

Facts have proved that Emperor Roselle was right.

Although money is not everything, it can allow you to do many things.

Everything is going on reasonably.

"well done!"

Ron lay on the large sofa, throwing the quill in his hand and catching it, catching it and throwing it away again.

The Red Angel wandered above the Leilei bones and used his own mouth to taunt the two guys who raised questions.

Then he stopped talking nonsense, stood up immediately, and came to his underground building.

There was sudden noise in the dark and silent room.

"Hahaha, Medici, if I remember correctly, you should be a born mythical creature. It's hard for me to imagine the scene of you moaning and screaming while being anally fucked on the bed!"

"Shut up, you two!"

"Huh, is it the Blood Emperor of the Fourth Era? But he is already dead. Does he still have treasures left?"

He tilted his little head and gave considerable recognition to 0-08's "humanity and sophistication".

And 0-08 is like a loyal butler who is neither arrogant nor arrogant when hearing his master's praise, and is still providing his master with seemingly interesting information.

"But I, the great war angel, won't argue too much with stupid pigs like you!"

"Haha, you two are like women who are being screamed at in bed. You can't help but scream when there is something sensitive and stimulating!"

"Soren is right, Medici, your taunting today is as weak as a little caterpillar!"

"Medici! Something's wrong with you. What invisible thing are you doing?"

However, the King of Angels' taunts obviously had no effect on the two guys fused with him, and could even be used by the other side in turn.

"I can feel that the underground of this property is not so peaceful, it seems very noisy."

[Yes, great master, that baron is not that simple, he still has the blood of the Tudor family flowing in his body! 】

"I'm doing this for our own good!"

"But that's not important now!"

On the black stone floor, there were white bones wearing rotten clothes lying there, and above them, the red twisted figures were questioning themselves.

"Really? How come the great God of War knows so well? Do you have experience in this area before?"

The blond boy gave a slightly serious grunt, acting like the new owner of the property here.

"Sauron, Einhorn, although you two look stupid whether you are alive or dead."

"Because the gap between us is not only reflected in race, but also reflected in IQ!"

"I can understand that your level is not high enough and you cannot feel some things, but this is not the reason for you to make curly-haired baboon calls!"

The mouth belonging to the Red Angel grinned, not paying attention to the ridicule of the two opponents. He yelled a few curses out of habit, and was very proud of the operation he performed behind the back of the two hateful guys.

As the King of Angels who has accommodated uniqueness, His level is one level higher than the two guys in the body.

Not only can one suppress the two of them, he can even feel the existence of certain familiar things due to his personality and level.

"Ah, yes, yes, Lord Medici is not a stupid pig, he is just a clown!"

"At the beginning, none of your fellow Angel Kings were willing to help you, and a few even wanted to kill you. Your popularity is really bad!"

"Yes, bad character! He's a clown!"

"Shut up! You two stupid pigs, Orochi is willing to help me!"

However, before the Red Angel could make up his mind for a few seconds, the mouth belonging to Einhorn on his right cheek mocked him severely.

It's a pity that the War Angel has not read the quotations of Emperor Roselle, otherwise he would use the phrase "a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog" to taunt him back, instead of standing up, speaking hard, and telling a silly Guy as a shield.

"To tell you the truth, I just felt that the Pen of Alzuhod was nearby, and it seems to have an owner now!"

"The level of strength is an incomplete god. To put it simply, he is a demigod!"

"You should know the characteristics of this quill. Its owners often end up being unlucky!"

"This is our chance to get out of here!"

The dark and terrifying room fell silent for an instant. After hearing these words, Sauron and Einhorn rarely taunted the War Angel.

"You two better not hold me back!"

Red Angel once again warned his two mortal enemies. "Medici, have you ever thought that the owner of the quill is really an incomplete god!?"

After a while, Red Angel let out a question from the crack on his left cheek. This was the ancestor of the Sauron family, the "Conqueror" of Sequence One.

"Oh, Sauron, is your brain left in a woman's belly? If it's really what you said, how dare 0-08 plot against its new owner!?"

"And have you forgotten that incomplete gods don't count us, you stupid ass!"

"I have already felt his arrival. Wait a minute and I will count one, two, three, and we will possess him together and leave this ghost place with him!"

"With the help of that quill, we should be able to leave here temporarily to find extraordinary properties!"

"You have to be fast, don't let him react or resist!"

Under the seat of the ancient Sun God, one of the eight "flute-playing boys", Medici, the King of Angels, is exerting his intelligence just like he did thousands of years ago.

He quickly and briefly told the plan to the two stupid pigs in his body, and got their unanimous approval.

Since then, the three angels have reached a unified opinion. They are hiding in the dark, preparing to launch a fatal blow.

The dark underground building fell into silence again, and soon there was another sound.
"Oh, you damn bastard, shut your mouth. Spending money on buying a house is my business, it's none of your business!"

"Original, stop farting. If you are not as skilled as others, stop talking!"

The slightly immature boy's voice was heard in this empty underground building. Wherever the voice passed, the snakes retreated one after another. Light suddenly burst out in the direction of the voice, showing his identity and status.

It's just that this sexy scene was completely ruined by the handsome young man's mouth, and he failed to maintain his own image.

This very familiar way of speaking was passed on to the ears of Sauron Einhorn Medici, but they did not understand what the so-called "Dead Cree" and "Original" meant.

These two names sounded like two nicknames, which caused bursts of laughter in Sauron Einhorn Medici's mind.

"Damn it, I'm still an alcoholic!"

The ancestor of the Sauron family said with a smile.

"Original reminds me of that twisted witch!"

The ancestor of the Einhorn family said with a smile.

"Keep your voice down and listen to my command! Listening to this voice, it's probably another old guy pretending to be young!"

War Angel Medici said with a smile.

"three!"

There was a loud "bang", and the heavy stone door of the dark room was rudely pushed open by the blond boy in an instant.

"two!"

Ron poked his head in and immediately looked at the strange door with blood flowing in this room.

"one!"

At this moment, when the figure of the blond boy entered the room, Sauron Einhorn Medici, with the help of the special and high-level nature of the evil spirit, flashed. It was instantly reflected in the young man's golden pupils.

This is the evil spirit possession from the King of Angels, from the two Archangels of the sequence!

The dark space fell silent for an instant, and "everyone" in the room stopped talking.

"Sauron, Einhorn, something seems wrong!"

After a while, feeling the pressure that seemed to crush him, and looking at the golden eyes staring closely at him, Medici took the lead in breaking the silence.

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However, his two friends did not reply to him. The remaining spiritual wills of these two Sequence Ones also felt two different, ancient, powerful, and extremely high-level oppressions.

They are no match for the war angels who have good resumes and were born under the ancient Sun God. Facing the symbol and person of this pillar, they only feel as if their souls have been crushed, and their spiritual wills are trembling and unable to express their own feelings at all. View.

But looking at their appearance, it seems that maybe, probably, maybe they want to say:

"Medici, you stupid donkey/stupid pig!!!"

Silently, two strange and strong wills began to riot. They wanted to kill this strange guy attached to the body directly to punish him for the blasphemy he had committed.

Although they were very fast, the blond boy seemed to have anticipated their actions. One second earlier, he picked up Sauron Einhorn Medici by the scruff of his neck and pulled him out. within one's own body.

"Are you one of the eight followers of the ancient sun god?"

That's the King of Angels!

Ron was still so sharp, and with just one sentence, he aroused the anger of the hunter's path to the Angel King.

"No, he is one of the eight traitors!"

At this moment, a gash was opened on the left side of the blond boy's face, and the impartial judgment of the original will came from within.

"Shouldn't it be one of the Eight Great Vajras?"

The old God was not willing to be left alone, so he opened a gash on the right side of Ron's face, and according to his own habits, he changed Medici's "organization" without authorization.

(End of this chapter)