Zongman! Solve all your worries with a vest

"Miss, welcome to visit us next time~"

The well-mannered cake shop owner waved at the door.

Angela held a box of cake that was taller than her head and slowly put it into the taxi.

"If your store still doesn't provide delivery service, I will refund my VIP membership card—"

! ! ! !

"Miss Angela, don't worry, even if I don't have it, I will personally deliver it to your door next time!"

The shopkeeper ran from the door to the front of the car in a flash, and diligently closed the door for Angela, smiling like a flower.

Angela "......."

.....

The taxi soon arrived at the villa complex. The person who had closed his eyes and pretended to sleep suddenly opened his eyes. There was a very strong smell of dark magic....

"Miss, do you need my help?"

"No~"

Angela took out the cake neatly and quickly. The moment she turned around, a thin red thread circled under the base of the cake, propping it up out of thin air.

"A tip for you~"

The car drove away quickly.

Under the cover of night, no one could see this strange scene.

Footsteps were heard again at the end of the silent road, and it sounded like there were three or four people.

Walking in a hurry.

"Stop talking~"

Afen and his companions lowered their heads and followed behind the Holy Lord Banwalon. Although they had complaints, they dared not say a word.

The Holy Lord hid the red light well in his eyes, tilted his head slightly and sniffed.

He smelled a familiar scent.

Very fragrant~

"Ha~"

He laughed softly, then strode towards that direction.

Afen winked at Zhou.

[Should we tell Angela that the demon from the Holy Lord has returned and has taken Valon's body!]

[There is nothing I can do!]

The tall figure walking in front stopped, and his blood-red eyes turned suddenly, staring at the two people who were whispering, giving a very oppressive feeling.

"What are you discussing~"

"No, no, nothing was discussed~"

The two of them hurriedly shook their heads and waved their hands, indicating that they had done nothing.

"I just feel that, Holy Lord, you seem to be more handsome than the usual boss~"

The person who normally seems to be the least talkative now speaks so sweetly.

"Of course, Valon is a fool who doesn't know how to make use of his own skin~" The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Wallon?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

The three men and the dragon were all shocked.

"What are you doing here!"

Angela frowned slightly, a little displeased with the four adults who all stopped blocking the road.

"Angela~"

The tone was completely different from the way Wallon usually called himself. I couldn't tell what was different, but it was inexplicably weird.

Hoarse and low.

"Have you applied for the singer position, Bass...?"

"Walon" suddenly leaned over, used his arms to pick up Angela, put his palms up, pressed Angela's back, and pressed her completely against his chest.

Unusually hot air came from the front, and there was a faint black mist lingering, almost completely entangling Angela and the sturdy man.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together without leaving any gap.

I suddenly felt a hot sensation next to my ear.

Whispering in your ear like the most intimate lover.

"As you expected, I'm back~"

Angela's whole body froze. Even if she knew it was the Holy Lord, shouldn't they be extremely jealous of each other when they meet as enemies?

My ears are quite sensitive, the hot breath from that stinky dragon is scalding!!!

"Holy Lord! Let go!"

The Holy Lord laughed softly, his chest shaking with laughter, and Angela grabbed his white hair and pulled it forward.

"Take your claws away!" Angela yelled.

The Holy Lord seemed not to hear her and continued to whisper in her ear, "Don't waste your energy, Angela~ I think we will continue to be entangled..."

Unable to feel the pain from his scalp, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the angry red face in front of his chest.

"Of course you can use fire magic to burn this body directly~"

"Holy Lord, this is Walon's body!" Ah Fen looked a little excited. Although they occasionally had disagreements, Walon was still very kind to them.

Snapped--

There was a loud slap and his face was twisted.

At the same time, the red light in Valon's eyes dimmed.

Angela looked up and suddenly noticed Valon's eyes. Deep in those blood-red pupils, he seemed to be struggling...

He looked down at his white palms, thought for a moment, and snapped——

Another slap.

"Angela--" The Holy Lord was angry, but his anger did not last long.

The voice became softer, and the dark aura disappeared from Valon's body. His eyes became simple, and he blinked for some confusion.

Then look at the familiar person who is held tightly in his arms.

"Oh, sorry."

"Angela, I don't think that was my intention."

"It's that guy, the Holy Lord."

"Shut up!" The Holy Lord's irritable voice appeared in his mind. His soul roared unwillingly, but Valon actually took back control of his body.

He hurriedly grabbed Angela's waist and placed her steadily on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

Angela shook her palm which was hurt from hitting the Holy Lord.

"what happened."

"That's right." Afen pushed Walon aside and looked like he had a lot to say.

"this is an accident."

"We went to grab the talisman, but were discovered by Jackie Chan. The leader kicked Jackie Chan off."

"Yes, and then, a black gas came from nowhere and rushed into the boss's body."

"Then, what we saw was the Holy Lord!"

Rasu nodded in agreement.

The three of them talked on and on about the whole story, and exposed the Holy Lord's insidiousness and cunningness.

The Holy Lord cursed in his mind, "You think I like you? I was originally going to steal Jackie Chan's body, you idiot!"

"You're the idiot!"

Valon refused to give in and started to curse the Holy Lord in his body.

"I see." Angela thought, "So, it is Valon who is controlling the body now? And the Holy Lord is just a soul."

"Well..." Valon nodded awkwardly, "I'm really sorry for what happened just now. I promise it won't happen again."

The Holy Lord said arrogantly, "Impossible, as long as I am in your body."

"Shut up!" Valon went crazy!

Facing Angela's indescribable look, he could only swallow his anger.

"Angela, you are so powerful, is there any way to get the Holy Lord out?"

Zhou stroked his chin, and suddenly an idea came to him.

The person involved hasn't spoken yet.

The Holy Lord in Valon's body went crazy, his pupils glowed red uncontrollably, and he teleported in front of Zhou, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Idiot, shut your mouth!" Although he had no way to get out, it was hard to believe that An Qila had some strange way to control him.

"Holy Lord!"

Angela spoke coolly.

The tall figure paused.

Then he turned around with a smile and said, "Angela, you won't do that, right~" She seemed to be extremely kind, but in fact, she was extremely evil. She had a sweet appearance but an equally vicious heart, and she carefully considered everything she did.

He pressed forward step by step. Every time Angela took a step back, he took two steps back.

"Correct answer~"

His face was no longer serious and he smiled slyly.

"I don't want to get involved in your troubles."

"Hahaha--"

"I knew it! Angela——"

Very ambiguous, I am about to hug Angela again, snap——

A familiar sound of slapping.

Valon covered his face, thank God, and got slapped back, but it was a bit embarrassing.