Zongman: Starting from the same soul and twin body with General Lei Dian

The next day, early in the morning.

Early in the morning, Jiu Zhong knelt and sat outside the room that Yasaka arranged for Ning Qingxuan.

Through the closed door, the little fox respectfully said: "Your Majesty, Governor of the Fallen Angel Asachel and his cadre Balakile have come to call on you."

"understood……"

Ning Qingxuan's voice came from behind the door first, followed by several mumblings from different voices.

Realizing what happened, Xiao Kunou's head began to steam.

Not long after, Ning Qingxuan, who had changed her clothes, pushed open the door, and through the fleeting gap, Xiao Jiuzhong saw Yingbao, the general, and Ying who were still wearing clothes inside.

It's just...that Jin's sister was still a human being when she saw it yesterday, why did she seem to see a fox tail just like her?

Not daring to think or ask, the little fox heard Ning Qingxuan order: "Let's arrange it in the reception room."

"Okay, Your Majesty, would you like me to wait and wash first?"

This little fox was really sent by her mother?

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Ning Qingxuan looked at the twisted Jiuzhong. Although she said that she couldn't use human morality to trap monsters, this girl looked like she was somewhere between a primary school student and a newborn...

Yasaka, is your mother?

At the same time, outside Yasaka Shrine, Asachel was gloating at the bruised and swollen Balakir.

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect you to be beaten like this."

Although he was smiling, the eyes of the fallen angel governor were a little serious.

Balakile was on the same level as him in strength, but in the end he was pushed to the ground by the strong man named Meng Tian on the opposite side.

Doesn't this mean that a subordinate on the opposite side can beat him, the fallen angel governor?

Although his own strength is indeed not strong, compared to Michael and the "monster" Suzeks on the devil's side, his strength as the leader of the fallen angels is really not enough.

 …

Who made the fallen angels the worst among the three clans?

Whether it is strength, the number of strong people or the population of the race, it is a big problem.

Tsk, thinking of this, Asachel suddenly felt tired—the leaders of other people's powers enjoy a lot of food and drink, but he, the leader, clearly has a bad fortune.

Balakir ignored Asachel's taunt. Although he was beaten hard, he was in a beautiful mood.

The revenge of killing his wife was avenged, and even his daughter's attitude towards him changed.

Looking at Himejima Akeno who was standing beside him with loving eyes, Balakile just couldn't help grinning, and then cried out in pain because of the wound.

Himejima Akeno looked coldly at his embarrassing father, finally sighed, and took out a tissue to wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Several, Your Majesty welcomes you."

At this time, a monster came to the gate of Yasaka Shrine and said to the three.

Asachel tidied up his clothes, and walked ahead first, through the corridor, through the courtyard, and came to the reception room.

When the door was pushed open, Asachel looked at Ning Qingxuan who was sitting upright inside, with a smile on his face:

"I'm sorry for taking the liberty to visit, I am the Governor of the Fallen Angels—the old man lying on the grass!!!!!!!"

Staring wide-eyed, looking at Ning Qingxuan inside, Asachel's hairs stood on end in fright.

Bible God! ?

Asachel's feeling now is as if his old father, who he hates, fears and respects, who has been dead for many years, suddenly lifted his coffin and rose up.

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Balakile and Himejima Akeno walked behind Asachel.

Although he is comparable to Asachel in terms of strength, he is the Governor of the Fallen Angels—no matter how unreliable his character is, he hangs around women all day long, and he will show enough respect to Barakil when he is outside.

From this aspect, Balakile can be regarded as one of the very few relatively reliable people in the Fallen Angel Clan.

Unfortunately, this is a super shake M.

On the way to the reception room, Balakir was carefully observing the expression on the face of his daughter whose relationship had finally eased slightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the child seems to be in a good mood?

At first, he thought that Akeno Himejima was in a happy mood because of the better relationship with him, but when he noticed that the girl's eyes were always flying towards the reception room, his heart suddenly trembled.

Damn "one five three", is it possible that the daughter is in love! ?

Seeing her like this, and thinking about her experience during this period, Balakile immediately cast suspicion on the Majesty who was about to meet.

"That... Zhu Nai."

Balakir, who felt panicked in his heart, spoke in a low voice. After seeing his daughter, he swallowed, and then asked:

"Father asks you, Zhu Nai, what do you think of that His Majesty?"

Balakir, who was worried that he might have misunderstood, changed his question in a tactful way.

"Did you think of collecting His Majesty's information from me only when the matter came to an end?" Akeno Himejima, who misunderstood the purpose of Balakile's actions, was a little disappointed. Could this embarrassing father be more reliable in his work?

"Your Majesty is generally a very easy-going person, but he is full of wisdom and can easily read people's hearts..."

Listening to Akeno Himejima's description of Ning Qingxuan, Balakile felt even worse.

The praise throughout the article, sure enough, my daughter's heart has already flown there, right?

While shaking his head secretly and sighing, Balakile suddenly heard Asachel who was walking in front screamed strangely:

"Lying grass!! Old man!!!"

"What old man? What are you doing in such a surprise?"

Balakir frowned dissatisfiedly, pushed Asachel away and looked into the reception room, and then——

"Mom!!! Old man!!!"

Asachel, who originally thought he might be wrong, became more rigid after Balakile also reacted in the same way as himself.

Although the appearance is completely different—no, it should be said that no one knows what the "old man" really looks like. Every time he appears, his whole body is shrouded in holy light and he can't see clearly, but there is nothing wrong with it. His aura is obviously exactly the same as that of the old man back then.

Soybean-sized cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of Asachel and Balakir, slowly slid down their cheeks, and finally dripped to the ground under their chins.

"Oh?"

Ning Qingxuan raised her head with a smile under the incomprehensible eyes of others, and looked at the two fallen angels on the opposite side.

"Good boy, why don't you come in?"

Asachel was silent.

After a while, he suddenly slammed the wooden door of the meeting room shut.

"Sorry! Excuse me! I was wrong! Farewell!!!"

"If you leave now, it won't be so easy to talk when we meet next time."

Asachel, who had already spread his wings and fled directly, flew half of his body in mid-air, and then hit the ground like a stiff stone sculpture.

In the room, Rias was signaled by Ning Qingxuan to open the door, looked at the funny scene outside, and asked Akeno Himejima, "What's going on?"

"How do I know?" Himejima Akeno was also confused.

She glared at her father: "Hey, what's going on? Why... well, do you call Your Majesty old man?"

Could it be that His Majesty and his father still have Asachel consciousness, and are they very old?

Balakir turned his head slowly like a rusty machine, and his neck made a weird clicking sound.

Looking at his daughter, he almost cried.

"Zhu Nai, you...you cheat!!!"

"Get in!"

In the room, Ning Qingxuan snorted.

"Come on!!!"

Asachel, who was still lying on the ground, got up and ran into the reception room in a hurry, showing an almost obsequious smile on the face of a young man.

"Oh old man, I knew you wouldn't die that easily. That fellow Suzeks told me to plan ahead, what did I say? I was on the spot! I scolded him!"

Standing up, Asachel glowed like a generous martyr, his face was full of resolute lines, his eyes were firm, and his tone was loud: "I refuted him at that time, old man, who are you? How could you die? Look, I said it!"

Balakile outside the door was stunned, and muttered to himself: "If I had such a thick skin back then, how could I just watch my wife being hacked to death?"

In the conference room, Ning Qingxuan looked at Asachel with a half-smile, and raised a cup of tea slowly...

"So you think so? I see. I will ask Suzeks about this matter later. If you lie, I will pluck your feathers, oh no—think about it carefully, for your sake With your lustful nature, eunuching you would be a better choice?"

Asachel cast his body down in front of Ning Qingxuan in an instant: "I'm sorry I was wrong!"

"So, what the hell is going on!?"

Lias, who saw this funny and comedy-like scene from beginning to end, already sensed that something was wrong, she looked at Ning Qingxuan carefully.

"Your Majesty, you...?"

Asachel and Balakile, who came in after him, looked at Ning Qingxuan inquiringly. It was obvious that he would not speak, and the two dared not speak first.

"Tell me, you'll know sooner or later anyway."

"Cough cough!"

With Ning Qingxuan's permission, Asachel knew that he had escaped, and when he got up, he stretched out his hand to pat Lias on the shoulder: "My niece—"

"Get your dirty hands off!."

Rias was very vigilant against this guy full of yellow waste, as soon as he raised his hand, he repeatedly backed away, clutching his chest.

Asachel, whose hands were still in mid-air, had a stiff expression—the eldest niece, God is watching, how dare I!

"Ahem, it's like this, this one...is, 'God'."