Yang Ning walked up to the broken-winged angel with milk in one hand and a Chinese burger with ham, fried eggs, and lettuce leaves in the other.
While eating, he pointed to the convenience store opposite and said, "Do you know why this slap only affects you so much?"
"It's not because Honghong is only so powerful, but from this point of view, what slapped you into the convenience store across the street and smashed the other person's refrigerator, where there is ice cream that the little devils like to eat the most."
To the angels, this was undoubtedly a humiliation to themselves.
His face was full of anger, but he didn't dare to beep again.
He could only cover his numb half of his face and look at the floor viciously, as if he thought the floor was Yang Ning.
Well, if you look carefully, Yang Ning's shadow is indeed reflected on the bright floor.
Don't dare to look at the real person, only dare to stare at the reflection to vent your anger?
Yang Ning smiled.
"You are the messenger of the Kingdom of Heaven. How come your behavior is so similar to those cowards from Tianxiang?"
"Come on, be bold and look up at me, I can't eat you."
After speaking, Yang Ning took a bite of the Chinese burger in his hand and muttered, "There's a little bit of meat in this cake."
Angel:"......"
Listening to Yang Ning's words, how dare this angel raise his head!
Who knows whether he said this accidentally or if he had a purpose?
This time, the angel didn't even dare to look at Yang Ning's reflection on the floor.
On the side, the smoking fat black man comforted the angel and said, "Don't worry, he won't eat you."
"Because eating food from unknown sources will cause indigestion and make it easier to have trouble pooping."
Angel:"???"
Unexplained food? !
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
This time the angel was really angry!
The clay figurine is still earthy. Didn't you see the little earthly man who had been left out all night? His eyes were about to burst into flames when he stared at Yang Ning? !
Suddenly, the angel who was slapped to the ground was furious. Even with his wings broken, he rushed towards Yang Ning with a roar!
Snapped!
Yang Ning continued to eat his Chinese burger, and the broken-winged angel was slapped by Hong Hong and flew out again.
Seeing the angel like this, Yang Ning thought while eating, and then said: "I have an idea. Since you are my first guest from the West, then..."
"I'll let you enjoy the full service."
"Summer, bring me a lamp."
Looking at the cup-shaped candle that the kid brought over, the angel's face instantly turned ashen!
Last night, he already understood what the soul lantern in Yang Ning's hand was!
"No, no! Don't do this to me! I beg you! I, I am not guilty!"
Yang Ning was stunned, "Good guy, you were summoned by your letter* and you attacked me as soon as you disagreed with me. I'm not a treacherous person, but you actually have the nerve to say that you are not guilty?"
"Bah! Shameless!"
As he spoke, Yang Ning stretched out his hand, and the angel immediately turned into a plume of black smoke and flew towards the candle in Xia Tian's hand!
Yang Ning brushed her fingers over the wick on the candle, sizzling——
Black smoke rose, and the scorching flames began to beat!
As the flames jumped, lamp oil gradually accumulated on the wick, which were the tears of angels.
In the flames of the candle, the face with Western characteristics gradually became painful and distorted, obviously suffering from great pain.
Yang Ning finished the Chinese burger in his hand, took a sip of milk, then raised the soul lamp in front of him and said: "Mr. Angel, usually the people who can be lit by me are those who have great opportunities with me. the wicked."
"It is true that it is a sin for you to attack me, but in the final analysis, it is because of your position. It is true that you are guilty. If you really say that you are evil, it is not a big evil."
"So I decided to give you a little preferential treatment."
After saying that, Yang Ning turned around and walked behind her floor-standing desk.
The other soul lamps were arranged in a row in front of the desk. Yang Ning placed the soul lamp belonging to the angel behind him, beside the wall.
He waved, and a few brats dragged over the two wings that were bigger than them.
Yang Ning hung the two pairs of angel wings behind the desk, on the wall behind the seat where he usually sits, on the far left side.
The angel soul lamp was placed on the floor under the wings.
As the flames on the soul lamp jumped, the two pairs of angel wings were illuminated by the candlelight, and the four feathered wings were extremely white.
Yang Ning looked at the angel wings hanging on the wall as if he were admiring a work of art, and said with a smile: "Mr. Angel, I am a descendant of the Ling Sect, so I cannot tolerate letters from other sects here. "
"And you, as my trophy, I will not force you to give up your faith."
"Why don't we play a game?"
The more Yang Ning said, the bigger the smile on his face became: "The colors of these two pairs of angel wings will change as your faith changes."
“When your faith is unbreakable, they are the color of snow.”
"When you are infected by the personality charm of my descendant of the Ling Sect and your faith is shaken, they will turn into my favorite color, like blood, the purest scarlet in the world."
"And when your two pairs of angel wings completely turn into scarlet blood wings, the flame on your soul lamp will be extinguished, and you will no longer feel the pain."
"Well, if you can insist on keeping your wings white for a month, the fire will be extinguished."
"This game is fair, isn't it?"
call!
The flames on the soul lamp suddenly jumped up, and it seemed to contain the curse of the origin of the angel's soul!
Yang Ning turned around with a smile, closed her eyes and said with enjoyment: "Mr. Angel, you should be lucky that you still have the opportunity to play games with me."
"This is because you are the first angel I saw."
"From now on, even if they are angels with more wings, they will no longer be able to enjoy the glory of playing games with me."
Behind him, the flames on the soul lamp suddenly turned into tongues of fire spitting upwards, and the two pairs of angel wings were illuminated red by the firelight!
But the body of Angel Wings is still as white as ever.
After handling the first trophy, Yang Ning looked at his second trophy.
Devil Buddha's hand bones.
This is a hand bone that fell from Long Yin's body.
Long Yin originally had a light golden skeleton. At this time, the hand bones had a hint of coquettish purple light due to the soul of the demon Buddha, making the entire hand bones appear a purple-gold color.
The appearance of such a trophy is no worse than that of snow-white angel wings.
Yang Ning was still looking at the purple-gold Devil Buddha's hand bones as if he were appreciating a work of art.
Black smoke dissipated from his hand, and the soul of the Demon Buddha knelt in front of him, smiling flatteringly: "I finally see you again! I'm so happy!"
Yang Ning glanced at him and asked quietly: "What do you call him?"
"The little monk's name is Pihe, but you can call him whatever you want!"
After saying this, the demon Buddha took the initiative to kowtow to Yang Ning and said, "It was the young monk who was wrong! The young monk is willing to be punished!"
"If you don't give up, the young monk is willing to join the Ling Sect! Even if I have no chance to become your disciple, even if I am a handyman, serving you tea and water every day, the young monk will have no complaints!"
Finally, the demon Buddha added: "In addition, the young monk can cook."
Yang Ning: "..."
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