[Yi Yang Qianxi] Chang Gung Star

04.

It was after thinking that the priest was asleep that Elliott made any movement. He opened the window with his hand and glanced at Yi Yang Qianxi who was facing away from him from the corner of his eye. Jump off this building... After landing safely, he stared ahead vigilantly, his brows furrowed in annoyance, and there was a person standing in front of him, under the shadow of a big tree, Elliott couldn't see what that person was. appearance.But what he was sure of was that that person had an aura that he hated—the aura from hell.

The man walked out of the darkness with slow steps, and the corners of his peach blossom eyes were indescribably charming.The man was holding a rose in his hand, and the thorn of the rose was pinched with his fingers, but there was no blood, and he had an aristocratic and elegant temperament.

"Who are you?" Elliott raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of contempt; while speaking, he quickly closed the umbrella, and suddenly appeared on the tree trunk behind the man, and stepped on it hard. One kick caused the tree to drop many leaves, and the fallen leaves were used for cover.Elliott's eyes widened and his face wore a terrible smile; he held the umbrella across his chest and used it as a weapon, turning his wrist forward and stabbing in the direction of the man.

"But my father said, you don't need to say to hit the devil when you see it, especially the Seven Lords of Hell!" He never listened carefully to the last sentence his father said, 'run away after hitting'...

The man smiled slightly, and walked through the cover leaves in a calm manner, even piercing a hole in the center of the leaves to grab the rib of Elliott's umbrella, "It's still like before .”

Pulling the umbrella bone forward, the man turned slightly to make way for him, and Elliott was thrown forward by him with the umbrella, rolling up the leaves that fell on the ground; with a muffled grunt, Elliot put his feet against the wall of the church to ensure that he would take less damage. He squinted his eyes at the man, thinking in his heart: he is indeed a demon.

The man touched the rose with the tip of his nose, and sniffed greedily the fragrance of the rose with his eyes closed, and did not make up for what Elliott did just now. "It's getting late, children should go to bed, otherwise they won't grow tall and have no strength; especially when father is away." When he said this, the man opened his eyes slightly and looked at Elliott; Liot frowned, curled his lips unhappily, patted the dust on his body and opened the umbrella again, raised his jaw: "Why isn't 'Lazy' Beryl staying here in hell?"

Belial tilted his head, pretending to be stunned, and glanced upwards, "It seems that he is here."

Elliott took a few steps forward, turned sideways and looked up in Belial's line of sight. The sleeping priest woke up at some point, with no expression on his handsome face, his eyes were like looking at dead ants.

"Sinagainst." Elliot heard Belial say this, and shifted his gaze to Belial, but saw that Belial's eyes turned scarlet; this is not the first time Elliott has seen this eyes, he was slowly preparing to walk towards the place where he 'lives' now, but when he reached Belial's side, he grabbed Elliott's wrist, and Belial was so strong that Elliott Elliott thought he was about to break his wrist, and Elliott pointed his umbrella at Belial's temple with his free hand.

"Let go."

Elliott narrowed his eyes warningly, and the observable sexual taste quickly heated up between the two; these two words were uttered from his dry lips, and the blue veins on the palm of the grasped hand twitched. Lyot felt that he was about to awaken an ancient killing that had been dormant in his body.

"Don't be angry, Elliott. I know I can't kill you, or I would be an open enemy of the elves, and that would be a big trouble."

Belial lowered his head and stared at Elliott with his scarlet eyes. He said so, but the strength of his hand did not decrease.Elliot raised his head and gritted his teeth, his face became ferocious, and he kicked towards Belial's leg vigorously, and Belial easily blocked his attack with his other hand.

"Sinagainst, are you still hiding something?" Beryl asked slowly without looking up.

"I haven't asked you what's going on." There was a questioning tone in the voice that seemed to have not spoken for a long time.The priest waved his sleeves away from the window, and walked out of the church to the two of them in a short while.

"I don't know that the 'Satan-level' Belial has such a hobby of grabbing people in front of others."

"To each other, I don't know why people who have been infected with the devil's breath hypocritically believe in Yahveh here, don't you think so, Father Yi Yangqianxi?" Beryl bit the last title seriously, with a smile on his face Respond to him sarcastically.

"If it's what he wants to know, I'll tell him without reservation."

"Hey - we just met, okay? Don't make us feel so close." Elliott, who had just settled down for a while, still held the umbrella and pressed it against Belial's temple, rotating the umbrella handle from time to time, but Belial's nonchalant appearance made Elliott a little annoyed, and the strength in his black face became more serious.Belial with scarlet pupils retracted his sharp light, his blue eyes fixedly looked at Yi Yangqianxi, and teased: "It seems that the side effects are a part of the lack."

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★Sinagainst: Sinner; the setting of this article is the person who the devil claims to have made a deal with the devil.