[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

Such is the consequence of ignoring abnormalities in the body, the majestic archangel, brother and old enemy of the king of hell, will starve to death before the apocalypse opens.

Even though he was dizzy from hunger, Michael managed to catch up to Dean with his amazing willpower.

Dean, who obviously felt the "chasing soldiers" behind him, frowned slightly, he dodged and hid behind a tree, and took out a dagger in his hand.

monster?

Before Dean could figure it out, he saw a strangely dressed blond man rushing from behind, aiming at the big tree where Dean was hiding without any hesitation.

Dean clenched the dagger in his hand.

next moment--

"Clap."

The blond man fell to the ground and did not move.

Dean: "???"

Michael fainted from hunger.

Dean hesitated for a moment, then stepped out of his hiding place.

It's not that he suddenly showed kindness, but that under the premise that he deliberately hid himself, this person came to him with a clear goal, and it was definitely not an accident.This guy may have a special talent for tracking. Dean needs to travel to and from purgatory, and he doesn't want to be entangled by a monster here.

Dean pursed his lips, squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned the person lying face down on the ground, and then he was slightly taken aback.

Although very embarrassed, it is not difficult to see the unusually handsome appearance of the blond young man.Even though Dean is very confident in appearance, at this moment, he can't help feeling that this person is really good-looking.However, after being stunned, be vigilant—the monsters have always had a good face, otherwise how could they deceive humans to pay their lives and souls for them.

Dean weighed the dagger in his hand, and dealt with him neatly?

But what if he was the kind of monster who didn't do anything?

If it was an ordinary 27-year-old Dean Winchester, he would never consider the friendly monster among the monsters. He would be a good Winchester when he saw a monster.But he has experienced too many things. In his last life, he was helped by a vampire in purgatory.Even though initially they counted as mutual benefits, but later they really became friends.

In the previous life, when Sam was trapped in Purgatory because of the second trial, the vampire came to Purgatory by death at his request, and then rescued Sam.

With things like this in front of him, Dean was a little more lenient when it came to monsters.

Birth cannot be chosen, and accidents are often tricky. As long as it is not the kind of monster that kills innocent people indiscriminately, Dean can only ignore them.

So forget it.

Dean sighed, stood up, turned and prepared to continue walking.

Just then, a hand reached out and grabbed Dean's ankle.

Dean paused, turned his head subconsciously, and saw the blond man who couldn't get up was stretching out his hand and holding Dean's ankle firmly.His breathing was rough, but those blue eyes were frighteningly bright, with desperate determination, just like the palm that grabbed his ankle firmly.

"Hey..." Dean shook his foot and found that the force from his ankle had not decreased but increased. Dean's face sank, "Let go, or I will be impolite."

Just because he was willing to let the monster in front of him survive, it didn't mean he could tolerate the monster being presumptuous to him.If you get in his way, don't blame him for going down with a knife to solve this obstacle.

"I am..." Michael opened his mouth, and he wanted to tell Dean that he was the Archangel Michael, a servant of God, who came to him by God's order to witness his trials.But when the words came to his lips, a powerful and irresistible force pressed his lips, not allowing him to speak these words.

So, Dean watched the blond man grabbing his ankle and said "I am" and then fell into silence. He couldn't say a word for a long time, and just looked at him eagerly.

Dean couldn't help but laugh angrily at the other party, what is this?Shaping people?

Hey, there is a monster who dares to touch Winchester's head. Is it because his current reputation has not spread to Purgatory?

Dean sneered three times, turned his wrist, and the dagger wrapped a beautiful knife in his hand, and the beautiful hazel green eyes fell on Michael's wrist.

With that kind of gaze, Michael can understand Dean's next plan without words.

Such offenses shall be punished by the Holy Fire!

Michael looked at Dean in shock and anger.

"You asked for it." Dean shook his foot, and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you three seconds, let go, or break it, it's up to you to choose."

Dean was unhappy, and Michael's anger grew even hotter.Is this the human being that Father God guided him to find?Such presumptuousness and rudeness, how can he be favored by God the Father! !

"You——" Michael stared at Dean. The majesty of the archangel was reduced to the lowest in the human appearance and hungry state, but Michael's bones were still proud.He wanted to reprimand the rude humans in front of him, but just after he said a few words, a loud muffled sound sounded from one person to one angel.

"Gu..."

Dean's condensed expression froze suddenly.

Michael's face flushed suddenly, and his blue eyes stared angrily and anxiously at his stomach that was starting to twitch again.That position not only started to throb and hurt again, but also started to cry? !What the hell is going on with the human body!

As soon as these crazy thoughts came up, there were a few loud "goo" sounds from Michael's stomach.

Dean's expression became weird. He glanced at Michael, who was blushing but could not hide his weakness. Michael threw it on his body, and said stiffly: "There is no human flesh, you hold the chocolate to pad your stomach."

Now Dean has regarded Michael as a monster who was hungry and tried to hunt him but was knocked down by hunger. Although this man-eating monster starved to death as many as Dean would applaud, but the blond monster in front of him was hungry. The angry and dazed expression poked a corner of Dean's memory, reminding him of some embarrassing angel in a windbreaker.

The hell time Dean set for himself is a whole day. He is a human being with flesh and blood. Even in hell, he is still a human being and needs to eat to replenish his strength.He didn't expect to find food to satisfy his hunger in hell, so he brought some high-calorie foods with him, such as chocolate.

Michael, whose anger was full, was thrown by two pieces of chocolate, and the angry expression on his face immediately stagnated, and then he was at a loss.He glanced at the two things wrapped in tin foil on his body, blinked, and asked doubtfully, "Chocolate?"

WTF?

"Okay." Dean knelt down, grasped Michael's wrist, tried to free his ankle, and said, "I won't give it to you. I'll give you these two pieces of chocolate. It's the best of humanity." For the monsters who wanted to hunt him for food, instead of killing them, he gave him some chocolate. He is simply a good man among hunters.

Michael was stunned, and immediately analyzed the meaning of Dean's words.

Chocolate is human food, and…

"I don't eat people!" Michael was angry. Facing Dean's rude behavior of pulling his hand away, Michael let go of his hand and quickly grabbed Dean's wrist. , those blue eyes looked at Dean seriously, saying every word: "I won't eat you!"

Dean: "...Thank you?" Shaking his hand, Dean said with a headache, "Let go, unknown monster."

"I'm not a monster!" Michael suddenly raised his voice. He is the Archangel Michael, the vice-king of the kingdom of heaven, how can he be described as a monster.

"It's okay, it's not a monster." After being disturbed by the blond young man in front of him, Dean's decisive thoughts at the beginning also faded, but a little helplessness arose in his heart, and said: "Let go, no matter who you are, I will catch up with you." time."

"You..." Just as Michael was about to say something, there was a rustling sound in the distant woods. The three people who passed by clearly saw Dean and Michael, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they spoke loudly Shouted: "There's prey here!"

Dean's eyes cooled.

There are countless monsters gathered in Purgatory. Although they don't feel hungry and don't need to eat after death, don't expect the monsters to live in harmony here.There is a set of killing chains here, killing other monsters is a good way to pass the time.And when they found Dean Winchester, the hunter who sent countless monsters to Purgatory, they would be even more excited.

kill them?

No, now is not a good time to kill them. Purgatory is just a transit station for him to go to hell, and he has no time to waste on fighting.

The palm that was gripping Dean's wrist was suddenly released.

Dean glanced at the blond man, only to see that the blond man struggled to get up and stood up weakly but firmly.Those blue eyes stared straight at the running humanoid monsters, their gazes were cold and full of disgust, and they said coldly, "Monsters."

That posture seemed to be a decisive battle with the invading monster, and he would rather die than retreat half a step.

This is not like a normal humanoid monster.A thought suddenly popped up in Dean's mind, this is a warrior.Although he didn't understand why he was in such a mess, they were obviously on the same side when it comes to monsters.

Facing that dirty dark creature, Michael had absolutely no intention of avoiding it.Even though he is now trapped in the human form and his combat power has been weakened to the extreme, but with the pride and glory of the Archangel, he will never...

"You——!!!" Michael staggered, and his body leaned directly on Dean's body.He stared at the back of Dean's head in horror and anger, trying to struggle, and then he was slapped on the side of his waist and reprimanded: "Shut up!"

Rejecting his untimely kindness in his heart, and feeling surprised at the other party's light weight, Dean did not forget to bend down and pick up the two pieces of chocolate wrapped in tin foil on the ground and put them in his pocket, then threw off his long legs and ran forward .

really weird.

As Dean ran wildly, he thought: Although he grabbed his wrist with a lot of strength, his weight was as light as a piece of paper.Could it be that the racial talent of this blond monster is weight?

Dean's mind was full of messy questions, but he ran extremely well and managed to shake off the three monsters whose minds were full of killing waste.There was no one around, Dean took a deep breath, put the person down, and did not forget to put the two pieces of chocolate in his hands, and said, "Okay, you don't have to thank me for saving your life, just pretend you haven't seen me."

Michael's face was numb, as if he couldn't recover after being hit by a freshman—there were only three dark creatures, he escaped, although he didn't escape on his own initiative, but he still escaped after all.

My god, such a vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven would be ashamed of heaven if he said it.