Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Little angel, suck hard!
And he's not just going crazy.
It's a slightly crazy—and very beautiful—state of mind.
Commonly known as breaking the defense.
Wright has been a prophet all his life since he acquired the talent of a prophet, but he has never seen such a reaction from the world consciousness.
He was just short of blowing up his entire series of equipment.
So what exactly happened?
Wright was dizzy from the explosion, and the whole elf became several shades darker.
He had no idea how far things had progressed.
And the current situation—
It is difficult to communicate with the world consciousness, and we can only get some guidance in the intervals.
At this moment, the other party doesn't want to communicate with them at all.
"Has there been any problems recently?"
Wright turned his head and looked at Kanya with extreme suspicion.
"Did Lord Archangel notice anything wrong?"
"That's not the case."
Kanya paused.
"However, this year has been another year of disaster for the human world. A decade or so ago, there was a snowstorm, and this year, there's a drought. Then there's the unrest in the demonic realm. The demonic realm may be undergoing changes soon. The seven stable regions are trending towards unity and chaos, but we don't know how long this will take. We're still trying to observe further, and we don't know if this has any impact."
World consciousness leans towards the side of light.
If there is a big movement in the demon world, it is not impossible for this situation to occur.
Wright pressed his temples with a headache.
"Alright, alright. I'll keep an eye on it later... Also, is the human world experiencing another disaster this year? Are those human nations actively intervening? Don't let a major chaos break out and affect the surrounding areas."
"The various countries are relatively stable. They are managing their own affairs, and we will not interfere too much. It should be the same as before."
Under the leadership of the Archangel.
Although angels will respond to some requests from the human world, they will not try to intervene or save the human world.
The same as the monsters living near the Monster Forest in the human world.
They all believe that natural disasters in this world are part of the world and should be tolerated.
The prophet didn't say much about this, just nodded and simply sat at the door, watching the room where he was in seclusion continue to explode.
It feels like I don't want to live anymore, I want to blow you all to death.
"Let's observe the demon world more..."
Wright was very experienced after all, and what he muttered basically hit the point.
"I always feel that this situation is the problem of the demon world, especially when this chaotic situation stabilizes."
The world consciousness is going so crazy, just like when it sealed the demon world, or even more excessive.
But it’s a disaster year—the human world is about to face another catastrophe.
At this moment in the demon world.
The entire Crimson Hell entered a state of combat readiness.
The whole area began to tense up.
The demon king's army has assembled, and several teams have been secretly dispatched to begin intercepting and encircling from all directions.
At the same time, the team coming from the Jealous Monarch's territory also began to become restless.
This kind of atmosphere made the demon world nervous.
Even the lazy monarch who always hated to get involved in these things came to ask specifically - what is going on now?
Are we going to start a demon war?
Is the Crimson Hell going to expand?
Of course, he did not dare to touch the arrogant one who seemed to have eaten explosives, but instead asked the greedy monarch in a roundabout way.
Gran was being very frank now—he had a cub, and jealousy had gotten the better of him.
Lazy: ??? Is this fake? Is the message authentic?
…
"Well, there's no scratch here, good. Turn around."
The little angel was standing in front of the door at this moment.
The devil maid carefully lifted the little angel's chin, inspected it seriously, and gave instructions.
An Feng grunted, then turned around obediently.
Ask the demon maid to check the back of the neck and other places for injuries.
After checking carefully twice, the demon maid finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you ready? Are you ready?"
Inside the house, Jia Lan lay at the door, staring at the little angel's soft white cheeks.
I looked like I was going to die because I couldn't get the angel.
"Auntie has been waiting here for a long time—"
Waiting to be kissed, hugged and lifted high, waiting to suck the little angel madly!
The wings behind An Feng trembled slightly, and he opened his deep blue eyes wide.
"Teacher, Daddy said we can't suck angels."
Garland: ...
Hiss, oh oh oh, the way he seriously says you can’t suck angels is so cute!!
After the devil maid finished the inspection, she stuffed a fruit into An Feng's hand.
At this time, An Feng asked while holding the fruit.
"Sister, why are you dressed like this?"
The demon maid paused.
The maid outfit that was originally comfortable and convenient for work was changed into another style. Magic metal protected the key parts, and the sharpness of the blade could be seen everywhere.
"Keep it secret, kids, don't pry."
The demon maid reached out and pushed the little guy towards Galan.
An Feng nodded honestly.
"You really don't look like one of His Majesty's children at all."
The maid looked at it for a long time and suddenly sighed.
These father and son look nothing alike!
But speaking of it, if angels really look like demons, it would be fatal.
I guess His Majesty just raised it for fun and interest. It can be seen as Frog raising a little angel, rather than His Majesty the Demon King raising a little angel.
The meanings of these two statements are still different.
But it’s okay.
Crimson Hell is a suitable place for cubs to grow up.
The demon maid reached out and touched the halo on the little angel's forehead.
Raising a little angel isn't that hard either.
Ah – the Halo feels great.
——Touch it a few more times while Your Majesty is not here.
Jia Lan watched as the usually fierce captain of the assassin team touched the little guy's head and stood up to leave.
The great scholar narrowed his devilish eyes and looked down at the soft, sweet and adorable little baby.
In just a few days, An Feng adapted very well and seemed to get along well with them. Even until he could no longer see them, he was still staring at the direction the demon maid left.
What a strange little angel—strangely cute.
Jia Lan suddenly reached out and picked up the little angel.
——Hehehe, let auntie see how weird it is!!
The next second, Frog's voice rang in his ears.
"No hugging allowed."
Garland: ...
Jia Lan glanced at the earring on the little angel's earlobe and moved closer suspiciously.
The arrogant and unreasonable voice of the great devil came again, cold and icy.
"You are not allowed to kiss either."
"Hey, hey, hey, do I need to keep an eye on you all the time?"
Jia Lan put the little guy down with a smile.
I touched the little guy's cheek with a little regret.
"After all, I don't have any other hobbies besides this, okay? And you're a really good father."
The demonic scholar lived too long.
Without friends and family, there are very few things that can interest her.
Angel is one.
But it’s different from what Jia Lan thought.
The demons of the Crimson Hell were indeed very kind to this little angel.
And Frog's attitude.
It’s only been a few days and the little guy has even called his dad.
And I don’t know if Frog himself discovered it.
He was always cold when speaking to others, but when speaking to the little one, although his tone was arrogant, his voice was subtle and soft.
The big devil has clamped you down. Can you bear it?
The demon scholar, who was very sensible about the current situation, finally settled down and was quiet.
A pair of brilliant sunset red eyes were casual and unfocused.
It seems that she doesn't need to worry about this little angel living here.
Xiao Anfeng looked up at Jialan's face and raised his hand to touch the crimson ruby earring on his earlobe.
A soft, quiet voice: "Dad."
The halo above his head would sway when he spoke.
Jia Lan lowered his eyes and looked at the fearless little guy in front of him, leading him inside.
It was a long time before I heard Frog's light "hmm".
I really can't imagine how this father and son get along.
"Okay, that's all we've covered. We talked about the Demon Cholera World, how the Heavens and the Humans united to seal off the Demon Realm forever, and then there was the fall of the three brutal Demon Kings. And then we're about to get to the rise of the Scarlet Hell."
Jia Lan was flipping through the teaching materials he had made for the little angel.
Watching the little guy sit down, he held the fruit and took a light bite.
Then the little guy's eyes lit up.
Start to break the fruit with force.
Jia Lan didn't take the little guy's behavior seriously.
Her love remains superficial.
Because I really think this little guy is cute, but I probably don’t have any deeper emotions.
And now this little guy has become the little darling of the Arrogant Demon King. No one will care if he wants to do whatever he wants in the Scarlet Hell.
Then the little guy struggled to break the crisp fruit into two halves, holding up the half that he had not bitten open and handed it to her.
"Teacher, it's sweet."
Sweet?
Jia Lan looked at the fruit at first, was stunned for a moment, then took it and took a bite.
It’s really sweet.
These demons are really something. It’s only been a short time, and they’ve already turned those unpalatable and sour fruits into something sweet for this little guy?
It seems that all the demons in the Demon King's City like this little guy very much.
Look at the clothes on the little guy, and then look at the fruit in the little guy's hand.
Before Jia Lan could speak again.
Then I heard the little guy speak softly.
"The book says eating sweets will make you happier, so the teacher should be happier."
The intellectual and elegant demonologist was suddenly stunned. He lowered his head at this moment, and it seemed that his superficial liking for her finally caught his eye.
"Why?"
She paused for a long time, holding the fruit, the smile on her lips remained unchanged, still the kind of cute aunt's smile.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because the teacher seemed unhappy when he was talking about that period of history."
An Feng flapped the small wings behind him and spoke hesitantly.
I should say I'm very unhappy.
Garlan's dislike for demons seemed to come from those fallen demon kings, or maybe he knew something.
"I'm unhappy about that history? Why shouldn't I be unhappy? What's there for me to be unhappy about?"
Jia Lan seemed to be hesitant for a moment, then he held the fruit in his mouth, looked away, and spoke vaguely.
"That period of history was long ago, and I don't like demons. Angels are better, as long as they can stay out of trouble. It's just that the human world is really in trouble, and this year is still a disaster for the human world..."
"A year of disaster?"
The little angel looked over and sat up straight. Apart from fighting, the war angel had no way to deal with the disasters suffered by others, but Xiao Anfeng had seen the world full of despair.
"What disaster year?"
Jia Lan suddenly fell silent.
"Teacher? Isn't the Demon Realm completely closed? How do you know that the human world is in a disaster year?"
"You heard wrong."
Jia Lan spoke without hesitation and pinched the little angel's face when the little angel tried to resist.
An Feng was pinched so hard that he cried out.
"Nothing like that. Disaster year? What disaster year? I don't know."
She said it with determination, looking at the little baby's face which was pinched into a little goldfish - what a sensitive little fellow.
Oh, still cute.
But the parents were watching from behind—they wouldn’t let the child hug or kiss them.
Auntie is so sad...
The next second, the little angel came closer, hugged Jialan's wrist with his little hand, and rubbed it softly as if to comfort him.
Garland:!
The fruit in Jia Lan's hand was about to fall.
Parents! Did you see that, parents in the back?!
No rubbing or sticking is allowed.
But it doesn’t stop the little angel from rubbing and sticking!
She is innocent!!
Oh, suck it hard!
Oh! Auntie kiss! Where did this precious little angel come from? Hehehe! Family, look, I'm showing you an angel!
An Feng couldn't break free, and the little halo on his head subconsciously wanted to run away, but was pulled back by the excited Jia Lan - hehe, cute halo.
While arranging his tactics, Frog observed his own cubs: ...
Stop for a moment and wait.
The big devil, who had never kissed the little angel, frowned and thought carefully - and came to a conclusion.
Although he disdains to kiss angels, but!
The elegant demon separated the two of them with a barrier. His tone was quite cold, and if you listened carefully, you could detect a hint of inexplicable dissatisfaction: "No kissing."
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