Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 229 Ourolius: Actually, I am the "Red Angel"!
Not him, not him, not yet him!

Shit, these damn guys! ! !

In the center of the living room of the house, Mr. A sat swaggering next to the small blackboard.

He looked like a resentful woman who was looking forward to her "husband" returning home soon. He glanced at every Beyonder who came to the party with a rather resentful look.

The "shepherd's" gaze penetrated the darkness, as sharp as a knife. The people who came to the party were as cold as a glance, as if they were being stared at by some terrible beast.

However, the party members did not have any stress reaction, or it could be said that they did, but they were just subconsciously on guard because they had long been accustomed to Mr. A's recent style.

There are even rumors that the reason why Mr. A acts like this is because his wife or lover ran away with someone else. After all, his eyes cannot be faked.

However, the party members just listened to the news and laughed it off, not taking it seriously.

Because the day after the rumor spread, all its communicators disappeared and never appeared again. They completely disappeared from this world!
Why haven't you come yet? ? ?

Seeing that all the members of the party were about to arrive, and the time slowly came to the time when the party was about to start, Mr. A couldn't help but roar in his heart, and finally had doubts about his ability to preach.

Ever since he met Ron more than two months ago, Mr. A has been waiting for this handsome boy's return.

But he waited and waited, but what he received was disappointing and cold answers again and again.

Full of confidence from the beginning, whether love will come or not, waiting to the end, eagerly anticipating it, please come back soon!
Who can understand the mental journey between this?

And the young man seemed to have forgotten him and ignored him, the ace messenger of the Aurora Society.

What hurt Mr. A was so completely.

A man's mouth is so deceptive, he promised to come next time! ?

As for this aspect, he had prayed to the "Lord" and submitted the information about the blond boy to Him, but the oracle of the "True Creator" kept him waiting and sent Lord Ourolius to give him some good luck. .

The image and temperament of the blond boy were worthy of Mr. A's waiting, so he never changed the venue of the extraordinary gathering.

"Mr. A, the key target you warned has arrived, and he is accompanied by a mysterious man wearing a black robe whose gender cannot be identified."

At this moment, the waiter who trotted in whispered the news in his ear, causing Mr. A's dead eyes to reappear with love for the world and mankind.

"Go and tell him that I'm at my old place...forget it, you take him directly to the reception room on the second floor, where Lord Ourolyus will meet him!"

After thinking about the boy's abnormal behavior, Mr. A considered that his missionary props had no effect, so he gave up and went into battle himself.

Perhaps it was a blessing from good luck. Lord Ourolyus was in Backlund recently and happened to come here, so it was best to leave this guy who was valued by the Lord to this being.

The sound of "ta da da da" footsteps echoed on the stairs leading to the second floor. Ron and Medici followed the waiter's lead and arrived in front of the door of the reception room in silence.

With a "creak", the door opened on its own without being pushed by anyone, and the scene inside the room instantly came into Ron's eyes.

However, the blond boy's eyes ignored the furnishings in the room and stared straight at the young man with a beautiful appearance, soft features, and a gentle expression with a little indifference.

In the eyes of the blond boy, his status in the world seemed to be higher than that of his right-hand man Si'a.

This undoubtedly shows the level of the other party.

He is the same king of angels as Medici!

Before the blond boy could raise his hand to push up his monocle, the sneaky war angel next to him, who was covering his figure with a black robe, suddenly staggered.

When he saw the person in front of him, he turned around and left without any hesitation, as if he was afraid of being recognized by an old acquaintance. "Ah, the great god of war, the red angel beside the Creator, respected Lord Medici, where are you going?"

Seeing this, Ron grinned, pushed up his monocle, and began to "praise" Medici's halo with his honey-smeared mouth.

Dog thief! ! !

Hearing this strange sound, the red angel's face under the black robe instantly twisted, and he clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to turn around immediately, press the arrogant little kid against the wall, and slap his mouth wildly.

However, the threat of social death did not stop the Red Angel. On the contrary, it strengthened his determination to move forward. However, when he took the next step, his spatial orientation suddenly changed, and he actually took a step forward to receive the guests. indoor.

At the same time, he seemed to feel something like a dog kicking him in the back, causing him to accelerate instantly and roll into the room, smashing desks, chairs and other office supplies all over the place.

And during this process, the covering on his body inevitably fell off, revealing his beautiful face that was both charming and heroic, as well as his uneven, heavy figure that was constantly shaking.

"Are you Medici?"

It was only then that the Angel of Destiny Ouroleus, who was looking at Ron, took his eyes away from his monocle, and looked at the Red Angel who was slumped on the ground with surprise in his silly eyes.

"No, I'm Sauron and Einhorn!"

Medici gritted his teeth and firmly denied it!

"Oh"

"The great god of war, symbol of iron and blood, lord of turmoil and strife"

However, the Angel of Destiny seemed to be quite aware of the harshness of his former colleague. He began to chant the honorable name of the War Angel, causing Medici's face to turn green again.

Although this guy tried his best to cover up the existence of the prayer light spot, he was particularly unlucky today, and all his attempts failed.

Seeing the light spots appearing in front of his eyes and listening to the prayers from his former colleagues, the Red Angel gave up his struggle completely and sat on the ground with eyes as dull as a salted fish.

Discussion: What should I do if a colleague of my company discovers women’s clothing? ?

"Medici, actually if you think more openly, there is nothing wrong with becoming a woman. At least it will match your craftsmanship and ability to take care of others."

You are riding a horse, maybe you also crossed the road and drank the hunter's potion! ?
Hearing this, the war angel looked at Ourolius who was comforting him in disbelief. For a moment, he felt that this colleague had become a stranger, and he was actually bad at it, and even taunted others!

"Ahem, Orochi, don't tell anyone else about this first, wait until I think of a way to change back!"

In the end, the Red Angel still suppressed the emotion of imminent social death in his heart, and kept comforting himself that Ourolius's stupidity must not be intentional, and admitted his identity, hoping that the other party would help him first because of their past friendship. Confidentiality.

"Okay, Medici, I won't tell anyone else!"

Ourolius spoke firmly, first nodded slightly to Ron who was watching the show at the door, and then looked at his former colleague carefully.

At this moment, he looked at the pitiful Medici, strange thoughts emerged in his mind, and his endless desire to create made his hands itchy.

Immediately, the King of Angels took out a paintbrush from nowhere and began to write and draw on the wall, completely sketching out the image of Medici at this time.

Seeing this scene, Medici's forehead exploded, and he was a little out of breath at this moment.

If I don’t let you say it, you’ll just draw it, right? ?

Come on, come on, I'll give you the title of Red Angel!

(End of this chapter)