Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Lin Yan smiled meaningfully.

The body of a demon, the face of an angel.

This is just a legend.

It is easy to see that the beauty of an angel is beyond description; no words can capture even a fraction of its magnificence.

Even in ordinary clothes, her curvaceous figure could not be concealed; her long, straight, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders—perfect, and her peerless face held an aloofness like an eternal iceberg.

Even in her current state of destitution, her beautiful eyes still held an innate nobility and pride.

Lin Yan said softly.

"It's impossible for your face not to attract attention. Maybe tomorrow's news will be full of explosive news: 'Holy Keisha's Left Wing Guard Demoted to Waiter, Has Angelic Civilization Fallen?' I believe it will grab a lot of attention."

Angel Yan, "..."

As the left-wing guard of the Holy Queen Keisha, her failure in the Heavenly Blade Trial mission was already a serious crime, but this act of defaming the Queen's reputation is even more unforgivable.

Yan Ke surrendered.

The Queen, however, would not tolerate the slightest disrespect.

Queen Keisha is the spiritual pillar of the angelic civilization. She is not only the ruler of the divine throne, but also the leader who led the beautiful female angels to overthrow the enslavement of the male angels.

Every angel swore allegiance to Keisha.

They were not afraid of death and were willing to die for Queen Keisha.

Angel Yan is the same.

She hesitated for a moment, for the angel's word was law.

Going back on your word now would be a complete loss of face.

“Qilin has been busy contacting snipers lately and hasn’t had time to clean or prepare meals. I’m about to hire a temporary worker. Please have a seat.”

Lin Yan lay lazily on the sofa, crossing his legs like an arrogant old man.

His gaze was unfocused.

"Of course, you can also refuse."

"According to market prices, room and board cost 2,000 yuan per month, but I will pay you 2,200 yuan."

"Okay, I'll take this job."

Angel Yan nodded resolutely.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she seemed to discover that although Lin Yan appeared mischievous, he actually had a gentle heart and cared for others.

However, the feeling of being moved lasted only three seconds.

Lin Yan gave the order arrogantly.

"I want to have Western food for lunch. Go and prepare it. I like the Western food at that French restaurant on Linqing Street, and I want it to taste exactly the same."

He waved casually.

He signaled Yan to act immediately.

Angel Yan's beautiful eyes widened in anger, her delicate shoulders trembling. Her slender fingers clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white.

This man!

It’s just too much!

Lin Yan had never eaten at a French restaurant, but he really enjoyed the feeling of teasing the angel.

She looked so angry that her face turned pale.

But it cannot take effect.

Not bad!

Very cool!

The Angel Gene is in a semi-activated state, and the Angel Engine's coverage area is also limited. However, using it to investigate the steak preparation method at a certain Western restaurant is truly laughable.

Three hours later.

A fragrant steak was placed on the table, accompanied by a glass of red wine.

Lin Yan sat casually at the dining table.

I gracefully cut a small piece of steak and put it in my mouth, savoring it slowly. The meat was tender and juicy, and the cooking temperature was perfectly controlled.

It can be described as perfect.

However, Lin Yan frowned deeply.

"This is well done, but it's not the taste I wanted. Make it again."

Angel Yan clenched her fists tightly and, bearing the humiliation, made a new copy.

Lin Yan shook his head again.

twice……

three times……

Four times...

A sense of anxiety slowly rose in her heart, and Angel Yan's beautiful eyes seemed to burn with a raging flame.

Anger is unstoppable!

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

Yan is a pure warrior.

A surge of heat coursed through my entire body.

hula-

The holy, snow-white wings of the angel suddenly spread open, each feather seemingly God's most perfect masterpiece, flowing with a faint silver glow.

The silver battle robe accentuated her curves, and her long, straight golden hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her look absolutely stunning.

"You did this on purpose. This is intolerable."

Angel Yan bit her lip lightly, her emotions somewhat out of control. She even forgot how she had fully activated her angel genes and unfurled her wings.

A flaming sword emerged from the void, its tension palpable.

The air temperature soared instantly.

Lin Yan leisurely cut his steak.

Now that we've been found out, we can't waste such a fine steak.

Chew slowly and carefully.

His movements were gentlemanly and elegant.

He was like a gentleman straight out of the Middle Ages, only missing a tailcoat. Every detail of his movements and his posture was impeccable.

Ignore?

Ha ha.

Is this the Flame God?!

Even angels were not taken seriously. After finishing the last bite of his steak, Lin Yan wiped the grease from the corner of his lips with satisfaction.

"Actually, the taste is alright. Why don't you go and make something edible?"

"Also, congratulations on reactivating your angel genes."

Lin Yan smiled.

Shockingly!

A sudden gust of wind seemed to rise from the mist before Angel Yan's eyes. As the mist dissipated, Angel Yan's eyes regained their brilliance.

She was stunned.

happy?

No.

stunned.

My emotions are complicated.

She watched as Lin Yan stretched and entered the bedroom, his angel wings folding away. The flaming sword also vanished, disappearing into the void.

Angel Yan is finding it increasingly difficult to understand Lin Yan.

He was so simple, yet so enigmatic. This man was a mystery, one that seemed forever unsolvable.

Angel Yan once fought on the battlefield, bravely killing enemies without fear.

She is a role model for many angels.

He was highly regarded by Keisha.

Now, however, she's entangled with a child, and a sense of frustration creeps in. Will she truly never understand this man?

Alternatively, giving the angel's feather to Lin Yan and choosing him as the immortal god to accompany him for life would also be a mistake.

Yan sighed.

My mind gradually calmed down.

Seven thousand years of experience suppressed the anger in his heart.

The angel Yan, who had always possessed an innate sense of pride, seemed to have changed a little. And rather than stagnate, Yan chose to endure and suffer.

"If I can endure 100 years, what is such a short time?"

Yan parted his thin lips slightly.

After calming down, Yan sat on the tatami mat on the balcony.

Her long golden hair cascaded down, and beneath her white T-shirt, a section of her fair, lotus-root-like arm was visible, with a black bracelet on her pale wrist highlighting her fair skin.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly lowered, and her nose was high and straight, giving her a stunningly beautiful profile.

She looked up slightly, and a butterfly landed on the window. A smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

The confusion dissipated.

"An angel's promise is the most steadfast emotion in history."

Angel Yan's eyes were resolute.

Maybe in 1,000 years, maybe in 10,000 years, Angel Eyes believes she will find the answer.

at this time.

A familiar voice echoed in Angel Yan's mind.

That is!

Holy Keisha!

"Yan, how did you do with the task I assigned you?"

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A familiar voice echoed in Angel Yan's mind.

That is!

Holy Keisha!

"Yan, how did you do with the task I gave you?"

The pure white wings of the angel suddenly spread open.

She wore a majestic silver armor, her red short skirt complementing it perfectly, and her silver boots added to her heroic and dashing appearance. Her white wings contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, making her look pure and beautiful.

Angel Yan has once again returned to her heroic posture as a left-wing guard.

She got down on one knee.