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Different from the eerie tranquility in hell.

It's a bit lively outside.

The Holy Lord quickly leaped to a high place, with a vast black aura surrounding him, and rushed towards Jackie Chan quickly.

"Are you going to stop Angela from coming out?!"

Jackie Chan ran wildly with the Panku Box in his arms, constantly struggling to break free from the attacks of the black energy.

"That's my door, only I can decide!"

boom--

A wisp of black air rushed out at high speed, "Ah——"

Jackie Chan was thrown out and fell awkwardly into a pile of messy garbage.

"Oh, what bad luck—"

I stood up from there, rubbing my head from the fall, and it seemed like I stepped on something...

It's shining with golden light... and looks kind of handsome.

"sword--"

"Jackie Chan..."

Daddy stepped out from the shadows, magic item in hand.

"The sword slays the dragon!"

Jackie Chan raised his sword and shouted in understanding.

A complicated spell came out of Dad's mouth.

"Demons and ghosts, please leave now~" A familiar tone made the Saint's eyebrows jump slightly. That golden sword was the sword that sealed him in the first place.

The gates of hell are opening.

There was a moment of unrest inside.

Angela twisted her neck and turned to look at the place with the biggest fluctuation.

The door... is open.

Be gentle on your feet.

"It all depends on your ability~"

call out--

Eight streams of light rushed towards the wide-open door at high speed, but before they reached the door, a dragon roar was heard -

With rage——

The huge golden dragon soul was torn in, and the scarlet light almost blew up the door in an instant.

It is the Holy Lord.

The huge scarlet eyes stared at the figure passing by him.

Angela jumped towards the door without any reluctance.

boom--

The demons stopped one by one.

The sound of explosions continued, and Angela used the force to get closer and closer to the gate of hell.

As she stepped out of the gate of hell.

"Angela - you can only belong to me..." The voice was very soft, unlike his usual roar, so faint that it was barely audible, but it still reached his ears.

The Holy Lord's bloodshot eyes quietly watched the figure slowly disappearing in front of the door.

a long time.

A touch of red floated from nowhere and landed on his soul.

Very familiar taste.

The soul became obviously more solid.

"Ha~"

......

Under the anxious gaze of several pairs of eyes.

Finally, when the gate of hell was about to close, a figure landed nimbly on the ground.

Angela was still standing.

She was hit by a cannonball and almost knocked her down.

"Angela—"

Crying with joy, Xiaoyu hugged Angela's waist and hung on it like a pendant.

Then he started screaming and wailing.

"Great, you finally came out - if you didn't come out, I would regret it for the rest of my life -"

"Then do you miss me~"

He scratched Xiaoyu's nose in a good mood.

"think--"

"That's good now. All eight doors are closed. The demons will never have a chance to get out again!"

Jackie Chan was very relaxed. He approached Angela and patted her shoulder as well.

"I hope~"

Dad sighed, his eyes penetrating into the distance.

In the depths of darkness.

The power of the devil is slowly growing.

The golden dragon shadow expanded rapidly, and the Holy Lord circled around a giant mountain, slowly winding and circling, gathering his strength.

He doesn't listen to the accusations of other demons.

As a soul, he can go out again, but... it will take time.

This time... he will find the most suitable human body to do something.

.....

Angela had a very happy few days.

On peaceful days, you might as well just spend the money on traveling.

Valon was in a good mood because he had escaped the control of the Holy Lord. He took the initiative to give the Black Hand Organization a holiday, paid for several people to travel, and flew back and forth.

The two groups met like this.

"Come, look at the camera~"

Angela sat at the back, looking drowsy, holding a dragon-shaped pillow that she had just won from the shooting.

“Really good~”

"I like Valon better now than before. He has changed a lot."

Afen squinted his eyes, as if he was missing something.

"Have the edges been worn away by time?"

"No, I think it was worn away by that devil, the Holy Lord."

"Hahaha--"

Several people laughed instantly.

However, the next second, he rubbed his arms and said, "Why do I suddenly feel cold?"

Lasu glanced at the sun uncomfortably.

The sun was shining brightly, so why did it suddenly become cold?

"Bring the blanket and cover Angela with it."

Afen was very considerate and covered Angela with a blanket, which made her feel even colder.

"What's going on? Did the weather forecast say it's going to get colder?"

I couldn't help but walk out from under the pavilion and stand in the sun.

hum-

The black gas appeared silently and slowly condensed into a humanoid creature, but the face could not be seen.

He penetrated the person walking in front of him and finally stopped in front of Angela.

The scarlet eyes stared at Angela with a frenzy in them. He lowered his gaze, and after seeing the dragon-shaped pillow, he paused for a moment, and then uttered an inexplicable sound.

The figure formed by the black gas quickly dispersed and slowly merged into Angela's body.

"mine..... "

When Angela opened her eyes, she could no longer see any black air in front of her.

The delicate eyebrows were furrowed together, and there was a faint smell of darkness in the air.

"Is it the Holy Lord?"

Coming out....

It’s faster than I thought!

.....

Jackie Chan was busy making coffee. Xiaoyu's parents came today and he had to treat them well.

"Jackie Chan!"

"Did I say that?"

"Be careful what you do!"

Dad looked at the water overflowing from the table and couldn't help but slap it.

"Look at Tru!"

"Look at you again!"

"I know, Dad."

Jackie Chan is honest.

I took the teacup and planned to go to the sink to wash it, humming a song and feeling pretty good.

"Today is a good day~"

at this time.

A cold black air rushed out.

With lightning speed, he rushed towards Jackie Chan's chest.

"what--"

"Ha~"

The sound of "ah" took a turn and became joyful.

"Jackie Chan, what are you doing again!"

Dad poked his head in, "It's okay, Dad. I accidentally touched my hand."

"Jackie Chan" did not look back, with a flash of red light in his eyes, and then he was suppressed by the black air.

The corners of his lips curled up into an evil and vicious smile.

"Hurry up, don't dilly-dally!"

Dad is urging me again.

"Okay, Dad."

Holding the teacup, he walked past his father without changing his expression.

The black gas dissipated quietly.

Dad's brows frowned slightly.

"Thank you Jackie Chan~"

The house was bustling with activity. A middle-aged couple was sitting on the sofa, chatting and laughing with Xiaoyu.

"Uncle Long is so awesome, he taught me a lot!"

Xiaoyu kept dancing and almost hit the teacup she was holding.

"Oh Uncle Long, I'm sorry~"

Xiaoyu shrank her neck. Uncle Long must not try to reason with her at this time.

of course.

I really didn’t say that.

"Jackie Chan" just glanced at him calmly, then put down his teacup and said, "Be careful next time—"

"Oh well--"

Uncle Long is really weird~ Shouldn’t he say, this is very dangerous, should we be careful next time! ?

I didn’t take it to heart and went back to chatting happily with my parents.