Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 201 The evil forces in Backlund at night

The Queen.

In the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.

The beautiful aristocratic lady was sitting beside the bed, her eyes dull and dazed.

At this time, Audrey was struggling with whether she was better than a dog, or whether she was worse than a dog.

Because just now, when she was chatting with Susie, she discovered that it had digested the audience potion as early as last week, which was undoubtedly faster than her.

"It's just a little bit faster, but it has something to do with Susie's race. She can squat in the corner and observe at will, but I can't."

After muttering in her heart, Audrey Hall accepted the cruel reality. The girl quickly stood up and wanted to leave the bedroom and go for a walk in the garden.

But at this moment, the spirit messenger she summoned a few minutes ago appeared again and handed her a blue gem-like object.

"Dear young lady, the master is now at No. 67 Williams Street, Backlund West District. He welcomes you to be our guest."

Ron pushed up his monocle helplessly, kicking the witch who was trying to do something to him several meters away.

As a witch, she was actually charmed by Ron at this time. This sense of betrayal in terms of status and Ron's unparalleled beauty made the witch girl unwilling to let go. She felt that there was no other witch in the world. The opposite sex can't compare to the handsome young man in front of me.

……

"Actually, I think you are pretty good-looking, and your charm is still there, Medici!"

There is a sinful charm in her eyes, and her body in light clothes still exudes the youth and vitality of a girl. Alia is trying her best to please her master.

"Master, I have a good "sister", I believe she will be willing to dedicate her characteristics to you!"

Demi god! ?
Audrey Hall's eyes widened slightly. She remembered the Church of the Night, and the Archbishop of Backlund Diocese seemed to be a demigod.

West End.

"...No. 67 Williams Street, is this the residence of Mr. Ron? It seems I have to pay a visit when I have time..."

"Where is your credit and hard work?"

Such a strong man could only deliver letters under Mr. Ron!

"How about it, Medici, maybe you will soon have the characteristics of the 'Witch Path'!"

67 Williams Street.

"Oh, don't you care about her previous gender!?"

There were drops of crystal content coming out of her pink lips. She pursed her lips tightly, not daring to let the blasphemous crystal content be noticed by her master.

Feeling the soft and warm touch of the handsome boy's belly, as well as the blasphemy filling her heart, Miss Witch's cheeks turned red and her legs began to tighten unconsciously.

His white teeth bit the buttons of the boy's white shirt and kept pulling at them, while the saliva had already seeped into them.

"He is so powerful..."

"Heh, you move pretty fast!"

After calming down her emotions, the noble lady changed her route and headed to her chemistry laboratory.

"Uh...thank you, I received your message!"

Audrey Hall was shocked when she saw that the strange creature no bigger than a thumb actually made a human voice.

Habakak showed his sharp teeth and explained with a smile, as if he had been in this industry for more than 20 years.

"Master, Aaliya has worked hard even if she has no merit. Please don't feed me to this evil spirit!"

She was as charming as silk, pretending to be panting, trying to untie Ron's clothes, kiss his belly with her pink lips, and let the blasphemous crystal things smear all over his body.

He shouldn't have any expectations for such a dirty-hearted guy.

"If only He could reach out His hand and wipe it for me..."

However, before the handsome boy could continue to challenge, the witch girl hugged him again.

Yes, another heavyweight player.

The blond boy didn't react much and continued to stroke Miss Witch's white-haired head, enjoying the embrace of his elder sister.

But at this moment, an annoying sound came, causing Aria's head to freeze up as she breathed out wisps of hot breath, and she glared at the unwelcome evil spirit angrily.

But before the beautiful young lady's thoughts could pass through her mind, she heard the spirit world creature say again like it was vibrating the air:

The corner of Red Angel Medici's mouth twitched, and he was speechless at this answer. He had little knowledge and really couldn't imagine that kind of scene.

Her white hair is slightly curly, her eyebrows are high, her eyes are as blue as lakes, her delicate nose, and pink lips outline a beautiful picture on the witch's face.

"Can you talk?"

Aria howled loudly and hugged Ron's thigh tightly.

The great war angel was powerless to fight back against the blond boy's provocation. He suddenly understood what the other party's previous words, "You asked for it", meant.

"Of course, noble lady, in the spiritual world, demigods and later can speak. This is a necessary condition for a qualified messenger."

The girl didn't know how many times she sighed like this.

"I have incarnated tens of thousands of people, including men and women, countless races, and countless genders..."

The white hair once again brushed Ron's flawless hands, and that beautiful face was once again close to the blond boy's belly

Ron raised the corners of his mouth, pushed up his monocle, and looked at this guy with a bad mouth. His face suddenly turned green under his provocation, and he even took two steps back.

Feeling the white shirt that had a few buttons unbuttoned and the soft and smooth touch on the lower part of the belly, the blond boy pushed Aaliya's head away and straightened his clothes.

"Owner……"

The witch lady looked at her somewhat resentfully, with a dissatisfied desire to get close again.

"Aliya, although you are pretty enough, I don't like you!" Upon seeing this, Ron pushed the witch in front of him again like a scumbag, and refused the request to have sex with her and her master.

"Okay, it's getting late, Medici, go prepare dinner quickly, I still have things to do in the evening!"

After cleaning his clothes and pushing away the witch, the blond boy gave casual instructions as the owner of this place.

He had some things to do this evening, and Alia's talk of demons intrigued him.

This path seems to have been seriously eroded by the "Mother Tree of Desire" and those outer gods, so the "demon" who suddenly came to hunt down the witch must not be that simple.

What a coincidence!
"You two, it's time to teach those guys a lesson. Do you have any plans?"

The Queen.

An ordinary house.

The royal advisor, Hvin Lambis, read the letters from the royal family members under the bright light of the gas wall lamp.

There are princes, princesses, and nobles here, which fully demonstrates their love and recognition of this learned gentleman.

"Oh, they know that banquets, afternoon tea, banquets, and afternoon tea are just as stupid as pigs. Some things can be discussed in a few minutes, so why do you have to spend several days preparing for the dance?"

However, the old gentleman did not agree with them. Seeing the invitations one after another, the royal adviser felt that his head was about to explode.

Even if you are a demigod, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later if you keep struggling like this.

"Is it possible that because you are relatively poor, you don't enjoy it at all?"

At this moment, a young boy's voice sounded behind the "controller". As soon as this voice appeared, Hvin Rambis's hair stood on end, and he turned around and jumped on the table like a reflex.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to seal the sealed item in your hand!"

Ron wasted no time and stated his purpose.

"it is good!"

When Hvin Rambis heard this, as if he had been told by someone, he took out the sealed object without thinking and threw it to the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in this stronghold.

After taking the items and looking at them, the scenery in front of the blond boy suddenly changed and he came to the bank of the Tasok River.

"Why did you take me with you when you came out to catch demons?"

As soon as Ron's figure appeared, he saw an evil spirit at the level of the King of Angels holding his shoulders with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Because there is no food at home. As a servant, you should go out and buy some food!"

Ron pushed up his monocle and said angrily to Medici. He felt that this guy was quite troublesome and not so easy to "train".

"Alia, you said this is where you got rid of the other party last time?"

"Yes, Master, it seemed that someone was walking here at that time. The devil might be worried about being discovered by ordinary people."

Miss Witch looked uncertain, and she couldn't figure out why the angel-level demon would let her go.

She tilted her head with a stupid look on her face, which made Ron's mind go crazy again.

[Church of Storms, Archbishop of Backlund Diocese, and Singer of God Ace Sinek, as usual, went for a walk by the Tasok River after dinner. 】

[This is something he does every few days. The coolness of the night wind can effectively relieve his anger and impatience. As the archbishop of the Holy Wind Cathedral, he must restrain his impatience. 】

[The crimson moonlight splashed on the road with gas street lamps, and the gentle breeze blew by at night, causing the lawns on both sides of the road to make a "squeaking" sound. This scene was so peaceful and quiet that Ace Snee couldn't help but feel Ke sighed:]

“The scenery tonight is really nice”

Pulling on the black robe that concealed his identity, the "disaster priest" planned to walk into the dark place ahead, hoping to encounter some evil criminals holding knives, trying to rob, and endangering public safety, in order to further express his feelings. The anger of the day shift.

"I'm pretty lucky today!"

As he walked, when there was no more light from the gas street lamps, the archbishop sighed. As expected, he saw three figures in black robes surrounding him, a staggering half-hundred-year-old man.

"Tsk, you are quite self-aware. Forget it, I'll spare your life!"

Suddenly, the shortest figure in black robes said this, and the Archbishop raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, do you know who I am? I advise you to give up resistance obediently. My anger is not something that you two extraordinary people and one wronged soul can bear!"

Mr. Archbishop was neither in a hurry nor nervous at all. Under the gaze of the Lord, Backlund was not afraid of even angels, let alone these extraordinary people in front of him.

"Cut~"

"Ah"

"Humph~"

However, Ace Snake's warning only received a disdainful snort and two ruthless sneers.

"Very well, you asked for this!!!"

These three provocative ridicules immediately made the extraordinary person in the storm pathway full of anger. He roared, no longer suppressing his anger, summoned strong winds and lightning, and rushed towards the short man who was the most unpleasant. past.

He wants this guy to have a taste of his power!
three seconds later
"Who the hell are you!?"

The Archbishop of the Church of the Storm and the Cathedral of the Holy Wind lay on the lawn in ragged clothes and asked questions that doubted life.

At this time, he was like a little girl surrounded by gang members or gangsters in the East District.
Weak, pitiful and helpless!

"Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy!"

"I am the fantasy angel, one of the eight great angels and the eight great angel kings behind the ancient sun god!"

"King of Angels—Adam!"

[Yes, that’s it! 】

(End of this chapter)