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Inside the grand hall, which resembled a heavenly palace, Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, then stared at the angel Yan who had just turned over, unsure of what to say.
She suddenly woke up, jumped up, and stood on the high platform in front of him.
Her beauty was unparalleled, though she was covered in blood and her wounds were still quite gruesome, but she had indeed stood up.
Looking at him, his peach-blossom eyes seemed to hold an unspeakable joy and a touch of embarrassment.
"How dare you! You deliberately deceive my king! You are plotting something sinister!" A clear shout rang out, and golden chains immediately pierced through the wormhole and bound Angel Yan.
"Hey hey hey! No no no no no..." Angel Yan realized something was wrong and quickly begged for mercy, hiding next to Wang Ji.
"Ding-a-ling~" Wang Ji waved his hand, sending Diwa's golden chain back to the wormhole.
"No...don't do it, we're on the same side, we're on the same side..." Angel Yan carefully waved her hand downwards.
She seemed a little guilty, and actually, she had reason to be guilty.
"When did you wake up?" Wang Ji waved his hand again, signaling Diwa to step back.
Before long, only he and Angel Yan remained in the hall.
His eyes held a deep questioning look, while she was clearly embarrassed and guilty.
“At…” Angel Yan lowered her head, her face, as red as a pear blossom, flushed slightly: “When you picked me up.”
The main hall was quiet and majestic, with its golden halls and jade steps, resembling the abode of immortals.
Above the long jade steps, on the golden and glazed throne, Wang Ji quietly looked at Angel Yan, his gaze thoughtful: "So you deliberately pretended to be dead in my arms, watching me finish fighting Morgana and even my conversation with Death God Karl; and then deliberately continued to pretend to be dead, eavesdropping on my secrets with my subjects here?"
He looked at the other person with a meaningful gaze.
"Well……"
"Now that you're awake, take good care of your injuries. We'll be returning to Earth in a few hours."
Seeing the other party's speechless expression, Wang Ji didn't say anything more, but gently waved his hand: "After returning to Earth, you can figure out how to gather the angels together, whether it's to bring them back to the Angel Nebula or something. I will have someone help you."
I didn't expect their condition to be too good, but they shouldn't be in any real danger right now, and the casualties shouldn't be too great.
Regarding Queen Keisha, please accept my condolences.
He wasn't particularly curious about how Angel Yan woke up. In fact, he had a pretty good idea of what was going on, but since her death seemed so real before, he assumed she was truly dead.
He never imagined that she would pretend to be dead for no reason, until she was afraid of being buried in the ground and could no longer keep up the act.
As for the safety of the angels on Earth, it is true that the situation of the angels on Earth will not be good after Queen Keisha's fall; but now, it is the demons who should be considering their own safety.
As for Queen Keisha, regardless of whether her fragments have been sent to various corners of the known universe, Karl would never dare to release her to resurrect her.
She's doomed; there's no point in wasting your energy.
"Well……"
Angel Yan was taken aback, somewhat surprised by Wang Ji's performance.
She thought he would be very excited... but at least not in this tone, which made her feel very unfamiliar with him.
“The Nuwa Palace can provide you with enough stellar energy and computing support. You have your own Void Engine, so the initial recovery from your injuries should be quite quick.” Wang Ji thought for a moment and then said, “I’ll lend you the transfer order. Check it yourself and handle it yourself.”
As he spoke, he looked at Angel Yan: "Should I have someone find you a room, or..."
But he found Angel Yan staring at him blankly, as if she were lost in thought.
He couldn't help but chuckle: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Her eyes were strange, so strange that he couldn't quite describe them.
“I don’t know…” Angel Yan suddenly shook her head gently, her eyes filled with complex emotions: “I just suddenly feel like I don’t understand you at all… I don’t even know where to begin.”
This is true. There's a saying that goes, "a hundred feelings arise," but facing Wang Ji at this moment, her heart was filled with far more than a hundred feelings.
No matter how much she planned, she never imagined things would turn out this way.
His dramatic ups and downs made him difficult to look at and incomprehensible.
besides……
"Didn't you just say you...like me?" She frowned, but couldn't help asking the question that was on her mind.
His performance was completely different from her expectations...
But Wang Ji's gaze suddenly softened, his smile faded, and he said calmly, "Are you showing off?"
Angel Yan was taken aback. Why was her tone getting harsher?
“I won’t deny what I’ve said.” Wang Ji crossed his legs and dusted off the bloodstains on his pants. “But what’s past is past, and you don’t need to use what you overheard as gossip.”
I, Wang Ji, am not one to be easily moved by lingering feelings...
Huh? Who!
Suddenly he frowned and looked to his right where no one was around.
Angel Yan was also startled and looked to the side, but found nothing.
This is very strange. This should be Wang Ji's home turf. Who would dare to disobey his orders?
Wang Ji narrowed his eyes, then slowly turned his head back.
“Perhaps he was too nervous about Karl’s giant skeleton and was hallucinating.” He looked at the bewildered Angel Yan and continued, “You acted so realistically that I thought your angels’ void engine couldn’t bring people back to life. It was indeed a little sad… But some things are best left in the past. Don’t keep bringing them up, or I’ll look down on you.”
Angel Yan froze, feeling as if countless words were stuck in her throat...
He instinctively clutched the wound on his stomach, wincing in pain.
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