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Chapter 142

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Mingshu tried to open the teleportation portal, but the system reminded him that he didn't have the mission props on him and couldn't open it at present.

Only if he has quest props on him... Then when he got Zhiyuan's most important feather, he should also send it back with the feather.

Ming Shu was a little apprehensive. Since he entered the dungeon, his knowledge of hell only comes from a few descriptions in the plot and missions. Other than that, he doesn't know anything about it, and he can't predict what will happen after he goes there.

Moreover, even if he successfully obtained the feather needed for the mission, would Zhiyuan agree to let him go?

He probably has to hide from the other party again, and leave quietly when he is not around.

Ming Shu sighed silently, he didn't want to do this task at all.

The time limit for completing the main task was within a week, so he turned off the system, thinking about the possibility of persuading Zhiyuan to go back with him.

But as an archangel, it is the most important duty to stay in the temple, and it is almost impossible for other angels of different ranks to leave the heaven.

Unless another more extreme method is used—the angel's fall, but Mingshu doesn't understand this.

And the most important angel feather, what will it look like?The last time he sent Zhiyuan's feathers, he felt distressed for a long time, but he didn't expect the new mission to be like this.

Ming Shu was unhappy, and his good mood for the past two days was also affected a little.

Zhiyuan was beside him, gently stroking the black hair on his fingertips, and suddenly said: "Are you awake?"

Mingshu raised his face, stretched out his arms to hug Zhiyuan tightly, and stuck to him tightly, "Yeah", "When did you come back?"

"Not long after I came back," Zhiyuan leaned closer, breathing on Ming Shu's lips while speaking, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He also knew that yesterday was too indulgent, Ming Shu cried several times, the fingerprints and hickey marks all over her body were shocking, as if she had been abused, and her waist was sore.

Zhiyuan used the healing technique, but left those traces on purpose.

"It's not uncomfortable," Mingshu whispered, kissed Zhiyuan's lips, and asked again: "When you left in the morning...was the envoy looking for you?"

He wanted to know what happened to the protective shield mentioned in the paper crane, and whether there were other demons hiding in the temple.

"Yes, something happened," Zhiyuan replied, he did not hide Mingshu, his eyes raised slightly: "Apart from you, who else came here?"

Sure enough, another demon sneaked in?Ming Shu frowned lightly: "I don't know..."

It wasn't mentioned in the plot or the mission, could it be... other succubus?His body was preserved from the previous dungeon, and it was bound differently from the previous characters.

But he is indeed following the plot to do the task...it doesn't seem right.

Ming Shu looked at Zhiyuan, hesitated to speak: "If..."

Zhiyuan pinched Mingshu's hand and asked patiently, "What?"

When he learned that the protective cover was damaged, he doubted Mingshu for a moment.

His obedience and obedience in front of him may all be pretending, in order to let him relax his vigilance, and then break through the temple to sneak in more demons from the ground.

But as soon as this idea appeared, he suppressed it.

He didn't think Ming Shu could pretend so much, even if Ming Shu really lied to him, as long as he had a sliver of sincerity, he could pretend nothing had happened.

Besides, if Ming Shu stays by his side, it is impossible to go back to hell, so whether what happened in the morning has something to do with Ming Shu is actually not too important.

"If there are other succubi," Ming Shu hesitated, "also sneaked into the temple..."

Zhiyuan's gaze fell on his face, he was inexplicably flustered, and explained: "Because... because I haven't sent any news back for a long time, they might think I failed..."

Zhiyuan seemed to smile a little: "Afraid?"

He didn't say what he was afraid of, he seemed to want Mingshu to say it himself.

Ming Shu knew that it was impossible for Zhiyuan to fall in love with someone other than him, but he also didn't want to see a strange succubus appearing around Zhiyuan, entangled with Zhiyuan like the one described in the plot.

He replied vaguely, his thick eyelashes trembling: "Anyway, you are not allowed to get too close to anyone...Even the teacher is not allowed."

From Zhiyuan's point of view, this reaction was really because he was afraid that he would be seduced by other succubi, and there was a possessive desire in his tone that he didn't realize.

When Mingshu was disguised as a low-level angel, he was always timid when facing Zhiyuan, but now that he is close, he doesn't even use honorifics.

Zhiyuan caressed Mingshu's side face, and suddenly pressed down to kiss him.

Mingshu responded instinctively, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Zhiyuan pinched the tip of his tail: "Do it once."

He hugged Mingshu, not gentle at all, but he did what he said, just once.

After the end, Zhiyuan kissed Mingshu's blushing cheek lovingly, pushed back his forehead hair and kissed his small horns again.

Ming Shu was terrified. After confirming that Zhiyuan was no longer messing around, his breath was not stable: "Aren't you an archangel..."

Why does it seem to be stronger than him, a succubus...Ming Shu is too embarrassed to say those adjectives.

Zhiyuan redressed Mingshu, hugged him like a beautiful doll, and said casually, "It's just a title."

Even if he kept a succubus in the dormitory, he was considered disqualified, and he was still the master of the temple. It can be seen that those dogmas that restrain angels are all nonsense.

He squeezed Mingshu's hand and kissed his fingertips, the intense emotion not long ago had not completely dissipated from his brows and eyes, and his breath was hot.

Ming Shu leaned in his arms and looked towards the window: "I... want to go out to bask in the sun."

Zhiyuan was quiet for a moment: "Let's go tomorrow."

He didn't explain any more, Ming Shu guessed the reason, and obediently responded.

After a while, he asked again: "Can I go out that night?"

This time Zhiyuan agreed: "Yes."

He firmly controlled Mingshu by his side, and Mingshu didn't reject her either.

The main task has to be completed within seven days, after which he has to go back to hell, during which time he has to get Zhiyuan's most important feather.

In the afternoon, Zhiyuan stayed in the dormitory with Mingshu, occasionally flipping through books, or opening a gap in the window to blow some air.

In the evening, Zhiyuan took him out of the dormitory again, wandered around in the silent temple, and after returning, it was another intense night.

Mingshu found a chance and kissed Zhiyuan's side of the face: "I want one more of your feathers... no, two."

He brought one back to hell for a mission, and kept the other as a collection for himself.

Zhiyuan said without hesitation: "Okay."

Ming Shu did not forget to add: "I want the most important feathers."

"Okay," Zhiyuan said, without any hesitation, "I'll give it to you in a few days."

Ming Shu felt relieved, wrapped his tail around Zhiyuan's hand, begging to touch him.

In the middle of the night, the entire temple was quiet and empty, and the guards who patrolled at night passed by the corridor from time to time.

When no one was around, a little black cat trotted, stopping to smell it every once in a while.

Smelling the smell, it came all the way to the small garden in the inner hall, and looked up.

The little black cat could feel the aura of Mingshu staying here, but its strength has been greatly reduced, and it is impossible to determine its specific whereabouts.

It circled around, and a huge white cat with wings on its back suddenly stood in front of it.

The white cat "meowed" softly, wanting the little black cat to follow it and leave, and the place where the archangel lives further on. Without the call of the archangel, these animals cannot come here at will.

The little black cat ignored it and turned away. The white cat chased after it and bit its tail in desperation.fun reading

This behavior angered the little black cat, it swung its paw and scratched the white cat's nose, and ran into the bushes on the side of the corridor while the white cat let go.

In the blink of an eye, the little black cat was gone.

The white cat looked around but failed, so it had to turn around and leave.

The little black cat hiding not far away saw this scene, pulled the fallen leaves on the side a few times, and got ready to sleep on the spot.

Since it can't find where Mingshu is, it stays around here, and it will definitely meet him.

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The next day, Shijiao came to look for Zhiyuan, and finally saw him before noon.

He reported to Zhiyuan the preparations he made yesterday, they have re-sealed the temple, and now not even a breath of wind can come in.

The number of angels staying behind has also increased. Once there is any situation, no creature will be allowed to escape.

Zhiyuan responded lightly, as if returning to his previous indifference.

"If there is any abnormality, you can clean it up by yourself," he said, propping his forehead, "I have something to do today, so don't come looking for me again."

He didn't say what was going on specifically, he just meant that he didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he agreed and left tactfully, but he was worried in his heart.

That feeling of uneasiness came again, but Shijiao couldn't explain why. He only felt that compared with the original Zhiyuan, there were some imperceptible changes.

And the archangel doesn't go anywhere in the temple, so what is there to be busy with?No one is allowed to disturb.

The teacher deliberately slowed down and took a long detour to walk around the inner hall.

It wasn't until he was about to leave that he suddenly realized something was wrong. Where did Mingshu go?

Could it be that Mingshu has already returned to the West Palace and no longer follows Zhiyuan?Shijiao frowned and recalled carefully, he hadn't seen Mingshu in the outer hall in the past few days.

He was planning to go to the west hall to ask questions, when he walked through the long corridor, he accidentally saw the white cat squatting not far away, staring at something blankly.

The messenger stepped forward, and the white cat looked up at him: "Meow..."

"Why are you here?" the envoy asked, reaching out to pat the top of the white cat's head.

The white cat is the most spiritual animal in the temple, and every move has a clear intention, making the teacher follow its line of sight and look towards the small garden on the side of the corridor.

He concentrated his attention and caught a faint breath in that direction.

The teacher's expression froze, and he strode over immediately, wanting to see the creatures and creatures hidden in the bushes.

When he approached, a kitten covered in pitch black jumped out and ran away quickly.

After seeing the whole picture of the kitten, the teacher was taken aback for a moment.

When did the temple get a second cat?And it's still pure black, I'm afraid you won't be able to find anything like it in the entire heaven.

The white cat didn't react with rejection or disgust. The little black cat shouldn't be an underground creature, but the temple was blocked, so how did it come in quietly?

Shijiao's intuition was different, and regardless of what Zhiyuan had said before, he immediately fluttered his wings and chased after him.

The little black cat escaped so fast, coupled with its small size, it kept shuttling and hiding in small places, so Jiao couldn't catch it in the first place.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the center of the inner hall, the little black cat smelled a familiar smell in the air, and its golden pupils suddenly lit up.

It's Mingshu!It ran forward with all its strength, throwing off a large part of the envoy.

Shijiao suppressed his irritability and continued to chase, but suddenly stopped his wings and landed on the ground stiffly, his expression extremely shocked.

At the end of the direction where the little black cat was escaping, he saw two familiar figures.

One is Zhiyuan, and the other is Mingshu whom he hasn't seen for two or three days.

Mingshu is wearing a loose robe, the size is not suitable, it seems to belong to Zhiyuan.

The gestures of the two were very intimate, Zhiyuan even hugged Mingshu in his arms, wrapped one arm around him, and touched his cheek with the other, talking to him.

Afterwards, he saw the always indifferent and ruthless archangel bowing his head and kissing the beautiful envoy in his arms.

No... not an envoy.

Immediately afterwards, the messenger found that Ming Shu had no wings behind him, and had a pair of small, black horns on top of his head.

They were soaking up the sun, hugging and kissing so naturally, it was obvious that they had been together for a while.

Shijiao couldn't believe his eyes, and suspected that his nerves were too tense and he had hallucinations.

Zhiyuan, Mingshu, the devil... the prophecy of the golden bird.

The excessive amount of information made his brain go blank, and he slowly took a deep breath, almost passing his breath.