The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The cold air that did not belong to her was the breath of another person, colorless, odorless, and temperatureless, but it prompted her to gradually recover her strength.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the girl with the face of an angel stared for a while, and saw the black eyes.

Ink hair, long and dense, extended to her body, without weight, but gave people an invisible coercion.

On the top is the side face of the young man with fairness and handsomeness. The small fangs are against the cool and thin lips, the straight bridge of the nose is covered with black eyelashes, and the delicate brows are slightly wrinkled.

Ling Qingxuan sat up halfway, and found that the small wounds on her body had recovered, and she was also full of energy.

The one-meter-eight boy faced the bed, making her bed appear petite. The boy was not wearing an inch of thread, with two sharp horns on his head, and a black wing behind him.

He obviously lost consciousness, but the slender tail on his hip was still swaying from side to side.

Tail!

Aya Qingxuan only paid attention to this.

She reached forward and grabbed the little tail that was swaying leisurely.

It is warm and has fine fluff, which is very comfortable to touch.

The boy's whole body was quivering, one wing trembled, and the golden pupil opened to look at her.

"Angel, what are you doing?" The young man's voice was hoarse and sultry, and every syllable uttered aroused the active factors in the air.

They were trembling and excited.

Obviously not charming, but those sharp eyebrows bring temptation, like a forbidden fruit, it has an irresistible attraction.

"Touch your tail." Ling Qingxuan grabbed his tail and touched it.

If you can see the hairs on the young man's body, you can definitely see that they are trembling, the young man's voice is low, and his tail moves, "Release!"

Ling Qingxuan glanced at him.

Oh, the little guy can't move!

Otherwise, how could the tone of voice be threatening and the body not move.

zz, has he changed back to his demon form?

[Host, in order to suppress the leakage of your angelic power, the villain supplies you with the devil's heart, temporarily revealing the devil's form. 】

That is to say, it will change back.

But the little guy still knew how to save her, and it seemed that he was well educated.

Aya Qingxuan thought about it and touched it again.

The young man's figure overlapped with the one he saw in midair that day, but it was dark at the time, and Ling Qingxuan didn't see the tail, but seeing it now, it was very novel.

"Don't touch it!" His final voice was suddenly upturned and trembling, like a cat with fried fur, but unexpectedly hooked.

Ling Qingxuan let go and leaned over to look at him, "Luo Luo, can't you get up?"

The small white fangs pressed against his lips, Luoer's golden eyes narrowed slightly, with danger, "Angel, you are not surprised at all."

Ling Qingxuan felt that she really should show an unexpected expression, but she just said "ah", and then said lightly: "So you are a devil."

Then it's gone.

Behaving extremely perfunctory.

Lore:  …

The black single wing moved, falling a few black feathers, the boy frowned, and his fair face showed arrogance.

"For the sake of you taking care of my throwback, I'll be the last to kill you."

He has memories of throwbacks, but he can't empathize with it.

Therefore, the blackening value is still 100, and the favorability is 0.

Aya Qingxuan pressed the sheets.

The little guy said that he will kill her in the end, so does she want to do it first and avoid future troubles?

Thinking like this, the spirit sword appeared in his hand, and Ling Qingxuan took the sword and put it on his neck.

The young Jin Tong opened his eyes slightly, he didn't expect her to come here.

【Host calm down! Do you remember your little angel! Don't be irritated by him! 】

This seat is not angry.

[...] You put your sword on the villain's smooth neck, and you still say you're not angry?

The pig does not believe it!

The young man just looked at her like this, and then smiled evilly, maybe this is the devil's natural ability, every frown and smile makes people lose in his temptation.

"Are you willing to kill me?"

Ling Qingxuan moved her wrist slightly, and blood dripped from her neck onto the sheets.

She really did it.

Luo Er restrained his smile and did not struggle, "It seems that you prefer me in the atavistic period."

It was kissing and hugging again, and bathing and sleeping, but when I saw him now, it looked like I was going to kill him.

"For the sake of taking good care of you, I'll go back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Tong closed his body, and his body shrank, turning into a baby angel.

It was also at this moment that Ling Qingxuan put away his sword, and there was the sound of an anxious slap on the door from the head of the church from outside the door.

"Zero! Archangel summons! Come out quickly."

"Wait." The girl's voice was soft, and she reached out and squeezed Baby Angel's face.

Phew, comfortable.

Luo Luo opened her misty eyes, and immediately jumped into her arms when she saw her, with a soft voice, "Zero, are you alright?"

Smelling the fragrance of milk, Ling Qingxuan nodded with a sullen face, as expected, the little angel was very understanding.

The little angel was stunned when he saw the bloodstains on the bed, "Are you bleeding, Lingling? Hmm... I seem to be in a bit of pain."

Ling Qingxuan's eyes flickered slightly, "It won't hurt anymore."

Angels have the ability to heal, Ling Qingxuan lowered her eyes and kissed his cold lips on his neck.

"Hmm..." The little angel flinched and hugged her tightly.

An ice-blue magic circle appeared and quickly healed his injury.

Ling Qingxuan also felt that her angelic power had indeed returned.

The little guy is awesome.

She rubbed his face and put it on the bed.

"Lolo, do you remember what you did when I was in a coma?"

The little angel shook his head, confused.

The supervisor outside the door was urging him again, and Ling Qingxuan asked him to return to the egg.

The little angel shook his head again and again, "Lolo is obedient, how about Ling Ling bring Lolo? Lolo doesn't want to be at home alone."

Those little eyes were aggrieved and sparkling.

Ling Qingxuan asked zz to make him a small dress and carried him out the door.

"Is this your angel?" The supervisor was shocked to see such a pink and jade-carved little angel in Ling Qingxuan's arms.

Not what she thought.

It's not that the little angel can't see people, but it's so good-looking that people can't take their eyes off.

Luo Luo buried her head in her arms, not looking like she was seen by others.

"He's afraid of life, so don't keep staring at him in charge."

The supervisor coughed twice, as if she wanted to rob an angel.

"Where's his wings?" the supervisor asked.

The little angel trembled slightly, and Ling Qingxuan lightly patted his back.

"Director, what's the matter with the archangel looking for me?" Ling Qingxuan changed the subject very bluntly, and let Luo Luo go back to the egg.

Only then did the supervisor remember the purpose of his visit, with a serious expression, "Come with me."

She was taken to the Hall of Angels, and more than a dozen archangels looked at her badly.

"More than half a month ago, you participated in the war between the angel and the demon Lore. After Lore disappeared, the surviving angels on the battlefield found you in a coma and sent you back to the Church of Angels."

Aos said word by word, and his voice echoed in the hall.

The girl under the stage looked calm and did not make waves, but the egg in her arms was particularly eye-catching.

"Angel Zero Zero, do you know Lore's whereabouts?"