Chapter 49 Chapter 49 I want His Majesty to pass the ban on sucking angels...
Frog also didn't quite understand Jia Lan.
How could a demon that normally looks very normal suddenly become like this? The whole demon starts crawling in a dark way when it sees an angel.
So scary!
Frog walked forward quickly and picked up the little angel who was hiding in the quilt to escape the "disaster".
"Leave."
He reached out to the side and used magic to pull the little water monster used to coax the child.
Carl's little tentacles were just in the little angel's hands.
At this moment, he was shaking in the small crystal tank in a panic, clinging to it tightly, looking as if he was ready to die.
Jia Er has become a Buddhist.
Just let the toys for children be the toys for children.
Nothing.
Isn't it doing pretty well now? QAQ
Just a small mistake led to this scene.
It’s just a small scene——TVT
The little angel was fished out too quickly, and was carried away, with the halo chasing after him.
Nora at the door was stunned for a moment, and Frog had already left with a serious face, holding the angel cub.
Nora: ???
Wait a minute, it has been completely laid off, right?
But wait! Clothes! I was still in my pajamas, how did they take me away?!
The three-headed tiger rushed to the head of the bed, grabbed the little angel's clothes with its claws, and ran away in a panic and staggering manner with its remaining three legs.
at the same time.
Mo Lu had already stopped Jia Lan who was trying to search for the little angel room by room.
The demonologist stopped and looked at the demon butler in front of him with an elegant smile.
"Ah, good morning, Butler Mo Lu. The weather in Scarlet Hell is nice this morning. Do you know which room Xiao Anfeng is staying in?"
If you ignore her 'deadly' smile and weird words just now.
She still looks normal at this moment.
As a candidate for the Demon King who once had a high hope of being crowned.
She exudes an air of elegance and intelligence.
Mo Lu took a deep breath as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Don't even think about it, it's impossible, I will never tell you!"
How could he allow a demon to be so close to an angel?!
This is treason!
Collaborate with the enemy!
Moreover, he had originally agreed to go with them to keep an eye on the little angel and prevent any plans of heaven.
But because of this guy in front of me——it was cancelled!
What if that little angel had some ulterior motive and Mo Lu didn't have time to find out?!
"Um?"
Jia Lan looked at Mo Lu with a smile, turned his fingertips in a circle, and seeing that the other party was facing a great enemy, he suddenly smiled.
"Okay, I admit I'm just a little bit excited. That's the only angel I've seen in a long time. I really like angels, don't you think? Your Majesty Kuilin."
Mo Lu was stunned, and finally looked over when he heard footsteps.
At the other end of the corridor, an ascetic demon in a black military uniform approached from the lush green branches.
The pink hair was loose and curly, and the red devil eyes were full of inquiry.
Lustful monarch Kui Lin, a demon king who seems completely unworthy of her title.
But it must be said that the Demon King's gathering has been suspended for the past two days, and she has been having fun in the royal city. I heard that this has caused many hot-blooded demons to fight over her.
Mo Lu had a headache, this was also a troublesome character.
"Do you like angels that much?"
Kuilin looked at Jialan coldly.
As the monarch of the Snow Hell, Kuilin naturally knew this demon scholar whose reputation spread almost throughout the demon world.
I also think that this guy is a troublesome guy. If he joins the Scarlet Hell, it will be even more troublesome. So I am too lazy to look for fun today and just come over to take a look first.
"I remember you weren't this obsessed when you were studying angels before."
"Of course it's because An Feng-chan is really cute, don't you think so, Your Majesty?"
As Jia Lan spoke again, her smile slowly faded, and her orange-crimson devil pupils, which were always smiling, opened completely, and her straight black hair swayed behind her as she moved.
"At least it's much cuter than a demon—and it's fun to tease. The little wings puff up, and the little halo is really adorable. I've never seen a halo that small."
Kuilin looked at her expression, listened to her words, and let out a long sigh.
Avert your sight.
"A guy with a bad taste."
Her prediction was not too wrong in this regard.
This is a guy with a bad taste who has lived for who knows how many years and still can't find fun.
Compared to the strange group of guys in Scarlet Hell who were planning to raise little angels, this guy's liking and motivation were indeed strong, but her liking was really superficial and too exaggerated from the beginning.
Instead, it makes people feel at ease.
"That's it."
Kuilin got the answer in her heart and was too lazy to explore other things. She licked the corner of her lips and spoke casually, but disappeared in an instant.
Anyway, the trouble is in the Scarlet Hell and has nothing to do with her.
Jia Lan watched Kui Lin leave, tapped his chin with his fingertips a few times, suddenly turned to look at Mo Lu, and asked with a smile.
"His Majesty Frog should have taken the little angel away a long time ago, right? I really want to see the little baby's expression."
Garlan really hated demons more than angels.
But bad taste is bad taste, Jia Lan recalled the well-behaved little angel he met last night.
I murmured unconsciously, "But it is indeed very attractive. It's not illegal to suck angels, right?"
Isn't it normal for her to like it as long as it doesn't violate the principles?
"Well, if that's what you mean—"
Mo Lu stared at Jia Lan.
"I will ask His Majesty to add this law - prohibiting the suction of angels."
Garland: ...
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Large teleportation arrays also have a teleportation range and a necessary activation time interval.
The Demonic River is far away from the Crimson Hell.
The large magic circle only teleported the group to the edge of the Demonic River.
They still had some distance to go to their destination.
They were standing in the upper reaches of the Mochuan River.
The surroundings were filled with mist, exuding an ominous aura. The rising mist turned into white fog, covering the surroundings and making it impossible to explore.
And on the water surface under the mist - you can vaguely see many dark shadows flashing and swimming by.
Those are some magical beasts living in the demon world.
In the Mochuan River area, water-based monsters are naturally the overlords.
Carl used his tentacles to grab the edge of the crystal tank, propping up his small body, and looked out with his three eyes.
Although it is a powerful water-attributed monster, the area where it lives is different from those monsters.
The little angel was standing barefoot on Nora's belly as she lay prone, with his hands outstretched. His little face looked embarrassed as he watched Frog frown as he dressed him.
In fact, An Feng wanted to wear it himself.
But because he didn't have any ordinary everyday clothes, Mo Lu borrowed the small dresses made for children during the Demon King's Festival.
The main feature is that it looks good and fashionable, but difficult to wear.
There were so many chains and straps on it that it gave Frog a headache.
Just make clothes properly, why make it so complicated?
Buckle up another strap.
An Feng felt it, shaking his head back and forth, and the halo swayed with it. Finally, he whispered, reached out and grasped the belt around his neck, questioning, "Is this belt worn wrong?"
——I’m going to strangle him to death!
Frog: ...
The arrogant monarch silently reached out and untied the belt.
Finally defeated by belts and chains.
A small magic circle condensed at the fingertips, and in an instant - all the decorative ribbons on the little angel's clothes shattered and fell into Nora's fur.
Nora, who was howling in protest at being used as a 'cushion', raised her head and roared in dissatisfaction.
"I'll help you clean it up later," An Feng looked over and comforted it, "Do you want to comb its fur?"
The book says that cats can't resist being groomed.
“Ouch…”
Nora's roar changed its tone.
Finally, it looked at the little angel and silently lowered its three heads.
It's not for combing hair.
The main reason was that His Majesty Frog glared at it, and as a guard tiger, it had to firmly and resolutely uphold its master's decision.
Yes, that's it!
The Demon King's personal guards, who had been waiting for a while not far away, explored the surrounding situation first.
A group of strong men stood not far away, watching their Majesty dress his little enemy.
"So why don't you come back dressed?"
"I heard that there was a demon in the Demon King's Castle who wanted to collude with the enemy. We couldn't give her that opportunity, so we left early."
"So that's how it is!"
"Humph, you can't let His Majesty dress him! And hold him!"
"That's right, but I just applied to His Majesty, and His Majesty rejected it..."
"I know! There must be something special about him that His Majesty has discovered! That's why His Majesty and Nora have to watch his every move. And look, Jiaer has now successfully disguised himself as an undercover agent and got to his side!"
“Oh!! Is that so!!”
"No wonder! Wear it properly, so I can see clearly what the other party's purpose is!"
Carl:?
"Wait a minute, what's your level of understanding? What does it mean to successfully infiltrate the enemy undercover? Is this what I thought?! Huh?!"
A group of strong guards stared at the little angel over there with their eyes wide open.
I saw the little angel dressed, buttoned up, and had his hair tidied up, even with Frog casually tying it into a small bun.
Frog looked at the beautiful little angel, which had become simpler, with satisfaction. He circled around the little angel as if he was playing a dress-up game, and finally frowned as he looked at the messy little wings.
There is a little flaw in something perfect.
It makes people very unhappy.
Moreover, this little guy seems to have no idea how to tidy up his wings. He just leaves his grown little wings there, as if they will become smoother by themselves if they grow a little longer.
sky!
There are actually a few feathers sticking out!
"What's wrong?"
Frog walked behind him and stopped moving. He stood there for a long time. An Feng had already put on his shoes and was standing on the ground, holding the small crystal tank. He turned his head to look at him, and then looked carefully at his pitiful little wings.
Well, you don’t look bald, which is good.
The little angel who was making do with his life flapped his wings and folded them together.
very good.
The feather stuck out even more violently.
"Don't move!"
Frog was facing a formidable enemy. He reached out and grabbed the feathers, found the place where they were supposed to be, and pushed them inside.
Yeah, it feels comfortable.
The arrogant monarch patted the small halo again, withdrew his gaze, and turned back into the demon who was not interested in angels.
"Let's go."
Frog said this, crossing his arms and walking in front.
An Feng has short legs and is holding Jiaer in his arms.
Running behind with a clattering sound.
The little guy didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
The devil is always testing the angels.
He can understand!
Nora followed the little angel, almost pausing after every step.
The three heads looked at the two short legs speechlessly.
The ice-blue magic crystal stretched its head forward and tried to push the little angel onto its back.
But the little angel's short legs soon attracted Frog's attention.
The devil stopped and turned to look at the little angel who was following him.
He looked at his own long legs and then at the little angel's short legs.
An Feng:?
After a moment, the devil snorted arrogantly and mocked from his nose.
An Feng:? ? ?
Although he didn't quite understand what this test was, he felt that the big devil in front of him was laughing at him!
"I'm walking fast. I'm just following you. I know. It's exercise."
The little angel has lost too much strength and wants to return to his peak state. He should train more and try more. This idea is correct.
The chubby-cheeked little angel walked around him and continued to move forward, but after only a few steps, he was picked up by Frog and held in his arms.
The mocking voice was accompanied by a smug smile.
"Your legs are too short. Wait until they're longer before walking. I'm really afraid you'll step on me and kill me by accident."
It is very 'vicious'.
An Feng:?
Topped an empty Nora:?
The expressions of the guards behind them gradually became clear.
No wonder he wanted to hold her!
Look at those short legs, haha, angels are such losers, they have to rely on their Demon King.
Moreover, near the dangerous Mochuan River, the longer the time goes, the thicker the fog and the more dangerous it becomes.
This little angel must have a more sinister plot!
Hold him! Hold him and we will move forward quickly!
The Scarlet Hell group came in a mighty force.
In the nearby Mochuan River, a small black shadow slowly emerged from the surface of the river.
It looks like a cute little pink octopus with black patterns?
The little octopus's tentacles waved in the water for a moment, and he looked at the crystal tank in the little angel's hand, then at the ugly water monster held in it, and finally stared at the little angel's profile and small wings. He gurgled and spit out a string of bubbles, slowly sank, and followed the direction of the river.
An Feng was held in his arms, protesting to no avail and asking for a pay raise to no avail.
The whole angel with its wings drooped arrived at the destination and began to dig up plants and fruit trees.
Frog naturally did not take any action. He leaned against the tree and watched the guards grunting and digging the fruit tree.
The little angel was holding a small shovel, followed by Nora. In the crystal tank next to them, Carl poked his eyes out and lay on the edge of the crystal tank, watching.
The little guy dug out the small plant bit by bit and put it aside.
He had been fed fruit for breakfast by Frog on the way here.
The feathers on the wings were softer and fluffier at this moment, and the halo above the head was a little brighter.
But the aura of an angel is also somewhat obvious.
When passing by the Demonic River, various large black shadows swam quietly at the bottom of the river, or tried to hunt, but under Frog's intimidation, no monster paid any attention to them.
At this moment, Frog was standing a little further away.
On the vast surface of water, a huge black shadow slowly emerged.
Frog noticed something and looked over slowly.
An Feng turned around a little later.
There was a boom—a sound of water breaking.
A huge, ugly fish-like monster jumped out of the water, its scarlet eyes looking at the angel with hatred.
--Angel.
——It’s an angel!!
Eat him!
Tear him to pieces!!
Jiaer stuck his head out and warned it because it was also a water-attributed monster.
The fish monster looked at Jiaer with disdain.
What kind of weak monster dares to warn it?
Nora stood up in disgust and moved away. It was very uncomfortable to be splashed with water.
And Carl clearly laughed.
An Feng turned his head to look at the monster, but he was not panicked. He gripped the small shovel tightly in his hand, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and was ready to jump up and fight back at any time when the opponent attacked.
A perfect combat response.
But the royal guard demons not far away were all dumbfounded.
There was a clear stupidity and panic.
"How dare anything come close?!"
"Ah! That angel won't be eaten, will it?"
"If we get eaten, we won't know the angels' conspiracy!!"
"Yes, protect this angel!!"
At the same time, the wind was blowing.
The fish monster looked down at the angel and wanted to touch and tear it to pieces, and arrogantly asked Carl why he was laughing?
The next moment.
The crimson hellfire burned out of thin air, suddenly heating up. The flames drew straight lines in the air, instantly piercing into the fish monster's head and hitting its magic crystal. Everything fell silent for a moment.
Not far away, the arrogant monarch was holding a half-human-high black red flame longbow, his red vertical pupils arrogant and domineering.
The other colorful magics were one step slower than the arrow of destruction.
But it also hit the fish monster with crackling sounds, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.
Jackson supported himself with his little tentacles, almost laughing.
Why are you laughing?
Hey, guess why I'm like this?
Fool!
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