The troubles of the little cursed god

"How is the task given to you before?"

The person who came seemed to know the fallen angel's young man, a pair of bright red wings and the devil horn formed on his head showed that the rank of this fallen angel was not low.

The fallen angel youth blocked Lin Zhiyuan behind without any trace, raised his finger slightly behind his back, and signaled Lin Zhiyuan to find a chance to run away.

"That brat is too hard to catch, even I can't find him right now." The fallen angel lazily faced the visitor, as if he didn't want to do the task too much.

"Why can't I find it? Didn't I already give you the location? Don't you take it for yourself?" The eyes of the visitor were a little bit dark, and the tone of yin and yang made people feel uncomfortable. "It took me a lot of effort to complete the double kill back then. If it weren't for the backlash from not finding that woman, do you think I would give you this opportunity?"

This is the man!Lin Zhiyuan didn't understand when he heard this sentence, it was this sinister fallen angel who caused the little ghost fire's family to suffer bad luck.

In an instant, a burst of anger began to burn in Lin Zhiyuan's heart. If it hadn't been blocked by the young fallen angel, Lin Zhiyuan's angry eyes would have directly attracted the attention of the evil fallen angel.

"Then what do you want to do?" The fallen angel youth didn't even try to defend himself, his teeth itching like he didn't care about anything.

"What should I do?" The fallen angel of prey poked his gaze towards Lin Zhiyuan who was hiding behind the young fallen angel, "What little thing is hidden behind, why don't you show it to me?"

The young fallen angel showed disgust on his face, "This little cursed god has something to do with the god of death, so don't move around." He stepped aside a little so that the evil fallen angel could see the protective white light on Lin Zhiyuan's body.

Before the fallen angel of prey could see clearly, the youth of the fallen angel blocked Lin Zhiyuan again.

"Cut, if you don't look at it, don't look at it. Who do you think is rare." Although he said so, a hint of sinister flashed in the eyes of the sinister Fallen Angel, as if he was about to leave, but in fact, he took advantage of the young Fallen Angel's unpreparedness and quickly walked around He grabbed Lin Zhiyuan out behind him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, she is a cutie with thin skin and tender flesh."

Lin Zhiyuan was caught by the Fallen God of Prey, although he was a little flustered, he didn't show it, and forced himself to calm down, Lin Zhiyuan lowered his eyes to prevent leaking the emotion in his eyes and making things worse.

"Let him go." The young fallen angel frowned, "Don't tell me you want to lure the god of death?"

If Lin Zhiyuan was hurt, the guardian white light on his body would directly counterattack and notify Death immediately.

"What are you afraid of? Bring him to our organization. Do you think the Lord is afraid of a little God of Death?" The Fallen God of Prey had an evil smile on his lips, "Could it be that you want to protect this little God of Cursing?"

Thinking that the young fallen god had been hiding this little cursed god behind him just now, the sinister fallen god smiled a little playfully, "You should know that the lord needs more power recently, sucking a cursed god is comparable to getting the power from the backlash of the curse Much more."

"You also know that the lord does not want to be an enemy of death." The young fallen angel retorted, trying to hold back the fallen angel of prey. If he really brought Lin Zhiyuan back to the magic organization, he would probably be in danger.

"Tsk, I think you can't bear it? This little cursed god looks pretty good, you are..." As the fallen god of prey turned to look at Lin Zhiyuan in his hand, he suddenly found that Lin Zhiyuan had already After accumulating energy in his hand for quite a while, when the Fallen God of Prey looked over, Lin Zhiyuan hit his eyes hard.

After listening to the conversation between them, Lin Zhiyuan knew that if the Fallen God of Prey really brought him to the God-Curse Organization, he would surely die. If you're lucky, you might be able to escape. 100% dead and 50.00% alive, of course he chose the latter.Moreover, this Fallen God of Prey does not know how many things he has done to lure people in the world to curse him, it would be great to inflict a serious injury on him.

But Lin Zhiyuan also understood that his blow shouldn't cause particularly serious damage, and that he succeeded because of surprise. When the Fallen God of Prey let go of him, his primary goal was to run, as far as he could run. .If the young Fallen Angel is willing to stop the Fallen Angel of Prey, he will be saved.

Just as Lin Zhiyuan ran a few hundred meters, a burst of thunder struck his surroundings, and the crackling sound made Lin Zhiyuan's hairs stand on end.

What a quick attack!Lin Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the place where he was hit just now, and raised his hand to caress the back of his hand that was affected by the lightning. A little scorched black appeared on his fair skin, which was particularly conspicuous. general gap.

It's just Yu Wei that can hurt him. If he is really hit, he will probably be wiped out immediately.

It was the first time he realized that death was so close to him. It wasn’t the accidental car accident before he was alive. Already dead is born again.But this time is different, Lin Zhiyuan clearly felt the breath of death is close at hand, and the thunder that exploded around him came with violent force, without any leeway, it shattered his heart to survive by chance, let him He deeply realized that he couldn't escape, and he definitely couldn't escape this time.

Unaware death is not scary, what is scary is that you know that you will die in the next moment, but you have no power to resist.If he died this time, he would really cease to exist, and there would be no trace of him left in this world.Death is not terrible to him, what is terrible is dying so easily.

Lin Zhiyuan was so frightened that he wanted to tremble, his running steps were almost impossible to move because of the fear.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, a gust of swirling wind swept away the residual heat brought by the thunder, and an unquestionable force descended as if tearing the air.

"Sorry, I'm late." The cold voice appeared in Lin Zhiyuan's ears, and then Lin Zhiyuan felt his back warm up, and he was drawn into a gentle embrace, in the airtight death black robe Enveloping him completely, the reassuring breath surrounded Lin Zhiyuan's cold body, isolating him from all dangers.

That extremely warm embrace seemed to have healing power, soothing Lin Zhiyuan's trembling heart little by little.