Silver Superman, starting from Super God Academy

But after he was actually saved, Leng, being a man of his word and a man of his promise, directly recited the oath.

Leng felt that since he had promised to repay her with his body, he should keep his word, so he came that night.

Leng shook her head, looked at Luo Fan who was sleeping on his side facing the wall, and smiled slightly on her cold face.

Little brat, still pretending to be asleep?

As expected of someone only in their early twenties, she's still shy.

Don't worry, your older sister is eight thousand years older than you, she will take good care of you.

Thinking of his eight thousand years of age, Leng Wei frowned slightly.

Yan Cai is seven thousand years old, which is a thousand years younger than me.

But it wasn't good for her to be a newcomer, so she could only acknowledge Yan as her older sister.

But I'm really not convinced.

"Humph!"

He let out a cold snort, thinking to himself,

It was you, Luo Fan, who made me recite the oath, and actually made me bow my head for the first time to Yan, who had been unconvinced for thousands of years.

This anger is really hard to let go of. Tonight, I'll do my best to make you calm me down.

Thinking of this, he coldly looked at Luo Fan and said:

"Hmph, let's see if you can withstand my wrath of thousands of years tonight!"

What Leng didn't know was that Luo Fan had been working non-stop all day to manufacture tanks and fighter jets, his brain working at high speed to process every program and manufacture. His brain was already exhausted and drowsy, and he had entered a deep sleep.

Since Leng showed no sign of killing intent, Luo Fan naturally fell into a deep sleep without worry.

If it were an enemy, or even a stranger, Luo Fan could wake up instantly the moment that person reached the tent, even if he was in a deep sleep.

She glanced coldly at her white nightgown, then at her perfect, delicate body beneath it—her slender, shapely legs barely concealed, her enormous, alluring curves captivating even herself.

Hmph, such a beautiful body, a body that has been guarded for eight thousand years, today it's yours to enjoy, you twenty-year-old male god.

Leng Weiwei lifted Luo Fan's thin blanket, took a light step with her jade-like legs, and then stopped.

Did she sleep in the bed wearing a nightgown, or not?

I'm so conflicted.

Hmph, Luo Fan, you're still pretending to be asleep. I've been here for so long, and you're still pretending to be asleep?

Why don't you take the initiative?

Is she still shy?

You know what? Even though I'm eight thousand years old, I still get shy.

Hmph, I'll wait five more minutes and see if you can hold back.

Leng puffed out her cheeks, her cool face flushed with anger, and her beautiful eyes stared straight at Luo Fan.

She wanted to see how long Luo Fan could hold out now that she had delivered herself to his doorstep.

And so, inside the tent, Luo Fan slept soundly, while Leng, dressed in a white nightgown, her jade-like legs partially visible, stood straight in front of Luo Fan's bed.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes, five minutes.

Her pretty face grew increasingly cold and aloof, as cold as ice.

Hmph, is my charm not enough for you to pretend to be asleep for so long?

Fine, it's because you're too young. I'll put up with you for another hour.

Having made up her mind, Leng placed her hands on her slender waist, perfectly outlining her delicate figure, and stood straight, staring at Luo Fan.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, forty-five minutes, fifty-eight minutes, fifty-nine minutes

"One hour!"

She gritted her teeth and coldly said that an hour had passed, her aloof face puffed up with anger.

She took the initiative to come, yet Luo Fan was still pretending to be asleep, and had been pretending to be asleep for so long?

Didn't you see such a beautiful angel next to you?

Didn't you smell the special and captivating fragrance emanating from the angel?

Didn't you see I've folded my wings now? If you want, I can open them anytime!

Didn't you see the alluring, beautiful, and perfectly proportioned body beneath the white nightgown?

The angel was furious. She was a beautiful angel who had remained chaste for eight thousand years, and she had been here for so long, yet the angel hadn't shown any appreciation.

Do I have to take the initiative?

If I take the initiative to go up there, and Luo Fan mentions to me later that I came on my own initiative, how embarrassing would that be? Where would I put my face after eight thousand years?

"Humph!"

She let out a cold snort, her usually aloof face now filled with grievance, her brows furrowing slightly.

Never mind, it would be embarrassing for me to take the initiative if you don't.

But who told me to offer myself to him during the day?

Once a promise has been made, it must be kept; simply reciting an oath is far from sufficient.

To keep my promise, no matter how shy or embarrassed I am, I, your humble servant, must take the initiative today.

Leng glanced at the sky outside the tent.

Otherwise, if he waits a few more hours, it will be dawn, and how will he fulfill his promise?

If one cannot keep a promise, then one is not a person who breaks their word.

Thinking of this, Leng glared hatefully at Luo Fan, whom she thought was pretending to be asleep.

I give up. You've made me so embarrassed and ashamed. I'll make you taste my wrath from eight thousand years ago.

Chapter 172 Cold: Almost Dead

In the candlelight, her cold and aloof face was puffed up with anger, and her alluring body was faintly visible beneath her thin white nightgown.

Seeing that Luo Fan hadn't reacted for so long, Leng reached out her delicate white hand and gently lifted Luo Fan's blanket.

Then, she took off the Pokémon slippers from her fair and delicate feet, and with a gentle step, her slender and rounded legs reached directly onto the bed.

Then, she stretched out her other jade-like leg and placed it on the bed as well.

Then, she supported herself on the bed with her little hands and gently sat down on it with her pert bottom... It felt so warm.

When her cold, jade-like legs touched Luo Fan's thigh, she felt waves of warmth that almost melted her.

Her cold body immediately went limp; even with her delicate frame as a third-generation super soldier, she felt weak all over.

Indeed, this was the first time in thousands of years that she had encountered such a situation. Her heart pounded violently, her delicate body went limp, and her usually cool face was flushed.

Leng slowly lay asleep on the bed, about the distance of a cell phone from Luo Fan, with only one of her jade-like feet touching him.

Leng was extremely nervous, his heart pounding with malice, and his large eyes stared at the tent ceiling.

She figured that now that she was in bed, Luo Fan should have made some move.

She didn't believe Luo Fan could hold back.

Leng was well aware of the allure of her appearance and figure. For thousands of years, countless men who saw her have looked at her like lecherous pigs, wishing they could devour her.

However, she, Angel Leng, was extremely proud. As one of the best among angels, she naturally looked down on those mediocre people.

Moreover, the previous angelic civilization was entirely composed of female angels, so there was no need for male gods, as that would disrupt the order of the angelic civilization.

However, Queen Keisha recently proposed that the angel civilization should enter a new era—a civilization combining outstanding male gods and angels.

After Queen Keisha's departure, Yan became the new Angel King, Tianren Wang, and indeed, they are developing towards a new angelic civilization.

For example, when Friezeyan recited the oath to become Rovan's guardian angel, it directly represented that the angels had already moved towards a new civilization.

Therefore, she, along with the other angels, obeyed Yan's orders to protect China and resist the Taotie fleet.

Because this is what Yan did for her idol, Luo Fan, in the new angel civilization.

As members of the angels, they must also obey the orders of Tianren Wangyan and follow all her arrangements.

Otherwise, if the new angelic civilization hadn't arrived, Angel Leng wouldn't have opened her heart.

Leng felt that even the new Angel King Yan was looking for an outstanding male god, so it wasn't unreasonable for her to find one too.

However, by a twist of fate, she found Luo Fan, who shared the same crush as Yan. Although Yan had a very good impression of Luo Fan before.

However, upon thinking of this, Leng Qingleng's face froze. She had become Luo Fan's guardian angel, which was equivalent to taking away a part of Yan Youxiu, the male god. As the king of angels, Yan wouldn't make things difficult for her, would he?

No, it shouldn't be, right?

Based on Leng's understanding of Yan over the past thousands of years, Yan would definitely glare at her and wish she could kill her with a sword the moment she found out.

However, Leng knew that Yan would definitely understand that she had become Luo Fan's guardian angel by a twist of fate, and she would definitely understand her.

Because she is Yan, and she has a strong sense of justice.

If he were to directly steal Luo Fan, Yan would definitely be furious.

However, when Yan realized that she was just babbling before her death, she kept her promise and became Luo Fan's guardian angel.

Yan will probably be torn between her feelings and her praise.

Because keeping one's promise is an act of justice for angels, and angels like Yan, who also keep their promises, will only admire her more.

Thinking about this, Leng felt that Yan was really in a difficult position.

On one hand, she had inadvertently taken a part of her idol's life, and on the other hand, she kept her promise, even at the cost of everything. This earned her her respect.

Leng could tell that when Yan found out, two conflicting emotions would arise in Yan's heart.

Forget it, no more!

Leng shook her little head and glared angrily at Luo Fan.

It's been so long, and Luo Fan still hasn't made a move. Could it be that she's impotent?