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  Chapter 903 Angel with broken wings, princess of the country

   "Thank you, Miss Kurokawa, I will come next time if I need it."

  Walking out of the clinic opened by the man in green, the winged human female prosperous female "Mishali" picked up the cigarette stick, her red lips spit out a long burst of smoke.

   Looking back at the inconspicuous wooden door behind him, the bright light inside formed a sharp contrast with the dark and deep black street outside.

  A small door actually separates the inside and the outside into two completely different worlds.

   "To be born in such a powerful country, this female doctor named "Kurokawa Jasmine" is really happy. "

   "Mishali" has no idea how many times she has expressed this emotion. She clearly knows that everyone's birth and fate have no choice, but the more times she comes to this clinic, the more jealous her heart becomes.

  Obviously, I have had the same happiness...

She shook her head with a wry smile, no longer reminiscing about the past scenes that have long since passed away. She squeezed the bag in her hands with the strange small discs spread out like sheep's intestines, and said to herself: "The original ones are almost used up. Quickly send it to Tivor and the others, otherwise it will be troublesome to kill people like before..."

   After two street corners, a man in black appeared on the empty street.

  As the eldest sister of all the female prosperous female branches in the black street, "Mishali" almost knows all the residents and regular customers in the black street, but has never seen the black-haired young man in front of him.

  Even the strangers who come to find pleasure or buy contraband, will not choose the most dangerous night to come to the dark street, "Mishali" has a sense of danger in her heart.

   "What? Miss Mishali, don't you have business and don't do it?"

  Seeing "Mishali" slowly backing away, the black-haired young man reached out and revealed a large handful of gold coins.

  However, the other party’s gesture did not make "Mishali" feel relieved, and the lingering feeling of danger in her heart became even stronger.

  This is by no means a visitor to the dark street!

   "Sorry, sir, I have been retired for a long time. If you are interested in our Wing Humans, I can introduce you to the Wing Humans girls who are younger and more beautiful than me."

  The black-haired young man smiled, and the subtle eyes that seemed to see through everything made "Mishali" feel tight.

  "Compared to those young chicks who want nothing, I still prefer an experienced mature woman like Miss "Mishali"... And, I can add money, how about 100 gold coins? If Miss "Mishali" is not satisfied, I can also accept 1,000 gold coins. "

  At the price of the imperial capital, 1,000 gold coins are enough to buy a beautiful virgin slave.

  "Mishali" heard the quotation from the young man in black, and immediately realized that her identity had been exposed, and she subconsciously wanted to rise up.

  However, the sharp heart tingling from the wings of her back made her whole body tremble, and she knelt on the ground in cold sweat, panting heavily.

  The black-haired youth's footsteps slowly approached, "Mishali" could only do this last struggle.

   "I don't know who you are, but you should know that the black street is now the territory of people in green. As long as I shout now, those people in green will come over immediately..."

  The black-haired youth's footsteps stopped, but the smile on his face remained undiminished.

"Miss Mishali, do you really think that the soldiers will protect you black-street female prosperous women? Politics is very dirty, and often only for purpose, not about the process. They need you now. Only by providing sources of information can you be favored, but if it is at the cost of initiating diplomatic disputes, even if the "Kurokawa Jasmine" lady in the clinic wants to help you, her superiors will strictly prohibit her from taking action. "

  The black-haired young man leaned down, fingers aroused the round and elegant chin of "Mishali".

   "Of course, if you are in your original identity, you may still be able to seek political asylum, but the problem is-your kingdom of the sky is dead, Princess Mishali."

   was called out by the opponent, "Mishali" became anxious, her eyes suddenly turned black, and her tall body fell forward.

  ...

  When "Mishali" woke up again, she found her whole body lying on a big bed in a hotel.

  The previous black-haired human man was sitting on a chair by the window, curiously playing with a pure white feather that clearly belonged to her.

After all, she survived for nearly ten years in the harsh environment of the black street, "Mishali" did not yell like an ordinary woman, but pulled the sheet and wrapped her body, her eyes were cold and she said, "You're a big deal. Zhou Zhang robbed me from the black street just to do this kind of thing?"

"Otherwise?" Luo Jie turned his body half a circle on the chair, facing the angel-like blond woman sitting on the bedside, stroking the white feather in his hand, and smiling slightly: "You think I am Will you be given to the Empire to receive a reward?"

  "Mishali" frowned, and the unreasonable development in front of her made her even more confused.

"By the way, I have to make one thing clear. After all, it's about my innocence." Luo Jie drew up the clothes of "Mishali" that was not much more cloth than nothing, and threw it at "Mishali." In front of me, "I didn't do the evil things that you imagined in your mind just now, just out of curiosity, I studied the body structure of the Winged Race to see how it differs from humans."

  "Mishali" took a deep breath, and said coldly: "I can say that perverted behavior is so high-sounding, I have seen the shamelessness of human beings."

   "Hey, don't overturn the whole ship with one shot. There are more human beings than I am shameless. I am considered lighter."

  "Mishali" gave a noncommittal hum. At the moment, she still doesn't understand what the purpose of this human man is. Before the other party shows clear malice, she is not stupid enough to stiffen the relationship between the two parties.

  "Are you satisfied with the inspection result?"

"Well, except that the body temperature is a few degrees higher and there are more wings, there is no difference in other places from ordinary human beings." Luo Jie said here, his smile suddenly became a little subtle, "It's just that I didn't expect the "retired" rice. Miss Sally, she is still a virgin... I was just guessing at first, but now I am completely sure of your true identity, Miss Mishally. "

   "Mishali" looked sad, got up in front of Luo Jie, put on her clothes undisguisedly, and lit the pipe on the table to set her alight, so that the faint smoke enveloped her beautiful face.

"What can I do if I know it? As you said, my country has been dead for ten years. The newly born Winged and Hobbit children don’t even know that there was once such a country completely belonging to the flying race. What else? "Princess", don't you think it is funny? "

Luo Jie threw away his feathers and stood up, stepped across half of the room, appeared in front of "Mishali" like a teleport, and reached out and pressed on the towering Yuexun that was mostly exposed.

  "Mishali" was shocked, and subconsciously retreated the chest protector with both hands, but forgot that there was a bed behind, and leaned back with a soft cry.

"He said that he didn't care, but his body was doing honest things." Luo Jie lay his arms on the bed, staring at the beautiful and calm face in front of him with a smile but a smile, "If you really give up yours completely. Identity and the past, why did you guard the virgin body for ten years in a place like the black street?"

   "Enough! What qualifications do you have as a human being to make irresponsible remarks to me?"

  "Mishali" slammed his hands on Luo Jie's chest, but it was a pity that he didn't push the man in front of him at all.

"Do you think I am for the long-lost identity of the princess and the so-called royal self-esteem? I want to let the people who have fallen to the black street together see that I have not given up hope! Even though everyone is well aware of us The Wings and the Hobbits are no longer able to regain their country, but if even I have fallen, wouldn’t their ten years of enduring humiliation have become a joke? That, as my stand-in, was humiliated and died in the palace. Didn’t the girl of this sacrifice have been sacrificed in vain?"

  Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of "Mishali"'s eyes, dampening the golden silk-like long hair beside her ears.

   "Ten years, I actually can't make it anymore. It's just my weakness that makes me degenerate...Perhaps I should have been more cruel and let those naive people learn to accept reality."

  In silence for a moment, she closed her already empty eyes like her fate.

"It's ridiculous. I'm a member of the demihuman race, but I still can't accept males like werewolves and pigmen covered in fur. I know I'm no longer the little princess with clothes and clothes, and I don't have any willfulness anymore. Qualifications, but this is the most precious first time for every girl. At least it allows me to choose an object that will not make me feel sick..."

   "So, human beings, it's up to you to take my first time-only this time, I will charge for it in the future."

  The sharp pain that the body was torn apart did not appear.

  "Mishali" opened her eyes suspiciously, but saw that the black-clothed man in front of her had got up and stood by the bed at some point, and did not want to move any further.

  She laughed miserably like self-deprecating, raising her arms to cover her tearful eyes: "I'm so stupid, I actually forgot. In the eyes of you humans, we demihumans are just a group of talking beasts."

   "No, you are wrong, Miss Mishali, you are the most in line with my aesthetics I have ever seen in this world...no one."

  "Mishali" was startled slightly, lowered his arms and met a pair of sincere eyes.

"When I was a child, in the story my mother told me, the gods would send messengers to the world to bring beauty and happiness to people. According to legend, these creatures called "angels" are blondes with the color of the sun, born behind them. There is a pair of pure white wings-yes, just like Miss "Mishali". "

   "Because of this, I don't want to ruin my childhood fantasy of "angels" in this way. "

"Is this the story of your hometown? There is no such story in the empire. Most of the children here hear that beautiful princesses were hijacked by dragons, handsome princes bravely rushed to the dragon’s castle, killed the dragon and rescued the princess. In the end the two lived happily together."

"Actually, there is a similar story in my hometown, but the one who saved the princess was not the prince, but the bearded plumber... By the way, I heard that there was a new version recently. The dragon was turned into an evil dragon princess by magic props, and the plumber gave up The real princess lives with the blessed life of the dragon princess."

  "...Are you sure this is a story for children?"

"Of course not. Adults only listen to this kind of story. What children hear is that they sit in rows and hold hands. The little animals are all good friends, let alone telling stories that are fighting and killing, and involving premature love. Even if the protagonist in the story smashes his head, the blood must be green..."

  "Mishali" sat on the side of the bed with her knees on her knees, and looked at the black-haired man who was nagging and talking about something she didn't understand. There was a soft color in her eyes.

  Although she still doesn't know the purpose of the black-haired man in hijacking her, she can already feel that the other party is not a bad person.

   "Sorry, a woman like me probably ruined your illusion-although she is a princess, she is a princess who has lost her country; she looks like an angel, but she is an angel with broken wings."

"My understanding is just the opposite of yours." Luo Jie smiled slightly, and suddenly put his index finger on "Mishali"'s red lips, preventing her from continuing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "The princess is the princess, and the country has died." It will not lose its original blood. Angels are angels, and they will not degenerate into humble mortals if they break their wings."

  "Mishali"'s breathing suddenly stagnated.

After sinking into the black street for ten years, she changed from a lush and immature girl to a mature and **** woman. She was used to seeing men's ugly faces when they were anxious, but she couldn't imagine that she would be a little bit surprised at the "playful talk" of a human man at this moment. Heartbeat.

Fortunately, she has not forgotten that the black-haired man in front of her is still unknown, forcibly pressing the heartstring that was plucked, "Mishali" pulled away Luo Jie's finger on her lips, and stared at him solemnly. With both eyes, he said: "What are you trying to do after teasing me like this? I am no longer a little girl, so I don't have the mood to play any emotional games with you."

  Luo Jie also realized that the fire was almost over, and that it would be too late if the stimulus continued, so he changed his expression and said sternly: "Miss Mishali, have you ever thought of returning to the country?"

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  (End of this chapter)