Alien Queen

Eryi Dianman mentioned that when he opened his eyes and saw another world for the first time, he saw ※. . His eyes became blurred.

A smile appeared on the fallen angel's face, and Li Junshan could clearly see that it was a smile in memory of happiness.

Angela. She was the first woman the fallen angel saw, and the first other race he saw besides angels. She was not an ordinary person.

Of course, how could it be possible for an ordinary person to appear in the angel's advent ceremony? Angela is human. Her identity is the Saint of the Light God, a unique and holy saint. She is called the daughter of the God of Light in the world, just like the meaning of her pure name.

In the language of the light plane, Angela means angel, the most loyal and devout servant of God.

At that moment, the room was filled with holy power, and rays of miraculous light originating from the angel's descent ceremony filled the smooth, mirror-like white jade platform with a touch of milky white, just like Angela's pure and flawless skin.

The original divine power of the holy light and angels fell like rain and stars. Thin silk strands fell diagonally on Angela's head and body, and the faint breeze blew the light curtain like a gauze swaying gently.

Angela's slender body stood in the light of stars like a rain curtain. She was dressed in a pure white robe, setting off her delicate appearance. Jinskman could clearly see her long eyelashes hanging her eyelids. There was a hint of timidity and nervousness in her eyes. She was extremely holy and innocent, but also had a hint of shyness.

Of course, Jinskman later learned that Angela had participated in the Angel's Advent Ceremony for the first time. Just a month before his arrival, she had been selected from more than 10,000 girls to be the saint of the Illuminati Cult. .

At that glance, a trace of emotion appeared in Jinskman's soul, a emotion that he could not express and grasp. It's as if the softest and lonely place in my heart has been tenderly filled, and the indifference and loneliness before the arrival is like the spring breeze dispersing the thin ice under the sunshine, melting silently and disappearing. .

They both looked at each other for what seemed like a long time. It seemed like only a moment, until the Pope of Light on the side pulled him back from his intoxication.

Jinskman was ecstatic at that moment. He was finally sure that he was not dreaming. Everything in front of him, no matter the flesh and blood that made his soul feel comforted and at ease, including this holy and gentle woman in front of him, everything was... real.

As the days passed, Jinskman finally slowly understood everything. He knew that he was an angel descended to the world by the omnipotent God of Light with divine power. His body originally belonged to a human holy warrior, but now he is in The world is called the plane of light.

Just like easily finding a holy place where miracles reside in the world of light, good luck accompanies Jinskman. Whether it was the adaptation to his body or the practice of light power, among the angels who had come to the light plane for thousands of years, he left the others far behind.

Excellent martial arts. He is always so good at understanding the power of light and even mastering the laws of light. The strong have the power that matches their status. This is the case with Jinskman. As he wished, he had the power to freely enter and exit the temple, the center of power of the Illuminati Cult.

One hundred and seventy-six years, it only took you such a short time to gain the authority to enter and exit the temple. As far as I know, you are the first seraph to enter the temple. I still remember that you have just descended. At that time, that confused and silly look

Angela's chuckled words completely defeated Jinskman's deliberately pretended indifference and aloofness. For the first time, he discovered that his strong character was so weak. In front of this pure and innocent saint, his The mind and soul have no defenses at all.

Jinskman was stunned, then laughed. B smiled happily

Jinskman's heart, from there. At that time, he began to lose his composure, even his soul without desires and thoughts. He thought that happiness came to him with the arrival of the angel, but he slowly discovered that everything was not what he imagined.

A saint cannot be tarnished. In addition to dying in the temple, that is to sacrifice in the battle with evil forces. This is the way out for a saint.

Kinskman knew this, and Angelina had always known it.

But if you know it, what can you do?

From then on, Jinskman had to take time at least every year to go to the temple to see the woman who fascinated him. This time was already the limit of what they could do. The saint could not be seen at any time. , it has nothing to do with time.

A heart that is growing stronger and stronger and a girl's heart that is rippling are slowly connected.

Your name doesn't sound good. Why did you use that human name? Can I help you choose one?

casual

You can do whatever you want. Not this time. You beg me. I will get it for you.

Okay, I beg you.

How can you beg for help like this? No, you have to be more pious and start over.

Okay, I beg you

Fool, if you add one more word, it's considered pious. Forget it, I won't argue with you. I'll just let you play Jinsuyan. It's not like that, because I don't have it either. Why do you want to call it Jinskman? .

Because I like it

When Angelina said this, she giggled, her silver bell-like laughter was extremely sweet, and her bright eyes like the stars in the night sky were slyly sizing up the Seraphim of that year.

Aren't you talking?

Li Junshan was very rude, and Glaive Pill interrupted the memory of the fallen angel. He felt that this scene was too similar to what he had seen in the past and the bloody plots in TV series. An angel with great strength and unlimited future, it is impossible to fall in love with him. The result is The Holy Girl, which is simply a love story that can’t even be considered second-rate. It’s not novel or spectacular at all.

you,

Jinskman was furious and looked at Li Junshan dumbfounded. After a while, he shook his head and sighed. There is a look of depression on the face of It's hard for me and you to communicate.

Okay, this is all true. Li Junshan probably said a few more depressing words. He couldn't guarantee whether the fallen angel would be angry, so he asked: Such a pure and quite impure feeling, except for you, other people Didn’t show up? That is a saint. Although I don't know if there is much difference between a saint and a nun, her status is definitely much higher than that of the latter. A pair of inexperienced lovers are together. I think even a blind person can smell the ambiguous smell. How can the others not notice it? .

The fallen angel obviously didn't know what nun was, otherwise he would probably have to stare at Li Junshan for a long time. Hearing this, he sighed, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: How could no one show up? In my fourth year When I went to the temple to see Angela as scheduled, I met the Pope.

The Pope very tactfully explained the fact that Angela and I would not have any results. He even told me very clearly that he could not execute an angel who was descended to the plane of light by the omnipotent God of Light, but if If he discovers any facts that taint the Holy See, he will send Angela to the fire pillar of the Inquisition. Use the pure holy fire to wash away the saint's impurity and the shame she has brought to the Holy See.

Beating the mandarin ducks with a stick, Li Junshan's eyes were a little bright, and he said: This is something people like the Pope can do. Having said that, you won't just give up, right? Don't tell me yet. This is the first time in my history that I feel the overwhelming love that has ever existed around me.

The fallen angel ignored Li Junshan's question. He was completely immersed in memories and seemed to be talking uncontrollably. He continued: From then on, I understand that I can no longer go to the temple to see Angela so openly, but this It doesn’t hinder anything. The Saint always goes out to spread the teachings. I can also meet her outside. We prefer to get along with each other in the vast outside than in the ancient and lonely temple.

After more than three hundred years of this, the Pope, who knew all this, could no longer tolerate such an incident that in his opinion could tarnish the Holy See at any time. He had a talk with me. If I get close to Angel again La, he will use the saint as the carrier host for the angel's arrival, which is equivalent to indirectly destroying Angela's soul.

A saint can do it too? Li Junshan asked curiously: Didn't you mention before that the status of a saint in the Holy See is not much worse than that of the Pope? Could it be that just to break up the two of you, he dared to risk the disapproval of the world? Make such a decision? .

Saints have more prestige than power. The fallen angel said lightly: Besides, in the history of the plane of light, there are precedents for saints to serve as carriers for angels to descend. Of course, the Pope of Light and Ming has this power. As long as he wants to do it

Since then, I have understood that there is no way for us to be together. If the saint is executed in the inquisition, it may affect the pope's reputation, so in order to let the angels who come down have more powerful power. Using a saint as a carrier will make it more acceptable and recognized by the outside world. After all, choosing a saint again is an easy thing. There is no shortage of pure girls in the light plane who are most devout to the almighty god of light.

I stopped meeting Angela. The Pope also began to assign more difficult tasks to me. I don't know whether he wanted to temper me or want me to die. It took more than seven hundred years. Not only did I not After his death, he advanced to become an eight-winged angel, and Angela also had the strength equivalent to a four-winged angel. But this still didn't change anything. We met during a temple meeting. She was still

Are you thinking about this, woman? Li Junshan impatiently interrupted the fallen angel's rumblings. Looking at him with disdain, he said: Look at how promising you are, you are like a bad guy, you only play with your will, and there will be plenty of opportunities to fight back to the realm of light in the future. Even if she is unwilling, you will take her back.

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Jinskman looked at Li Junshan dumbfounded and stuttered: Grab, what, how?