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date="2020-11-01"

title="Chapter 149 Demon Angel, I'm Your Little Milk Cat (26)"

weight="101372"

series = ["Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife"]

mode = "manual"

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The corners of Kona's innocent eyes rose slightly, the dark glow of the enchanting flowed, and the holy light cage was knocked on the back of his head.

Zhu's lips were dyed glittering, and he pressed gently.

Shame hesitated for a while, recalling the look in the eyes of the villain next door just now, and couldn't help but shiver.

Kona finally brushed up the little purification value and mercilessly dropped to a negative number.

[He is like a living dead, obviously the face of an angel, but it feels very suffocating to me, being tortured into a human form, without saying a word. 】

[Hmm... the boundary between devil and angel? 】

[The villain seems to be blackened in advance. 】

Kona provoked a ray of lustrous chestnut hair, brushed over her plump lips, stretched her waist, and smiled, "That's a must. After all, it's faith. That god knows the truth clearly, but doesn't believe him, so naturally it hurts. My heart..."

A hint of interest flashed through the girl’s inspiring deep eyes, her voice turned softly, and a ray of sky fell, making the gloomy prison a little brighter, "Let him always remember the pain now, the deeper the hurt, the more revenge Get up, harder."

"An invincible heart will not be riddled with holes."

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Lucifer has a devil's body, flowing with evil and dark blood, which is bloodthirsty and cruel carved in his bones.

The moist hair tips were soaked in sweat, and the drops of water slowly slid down the chiseled face to the chin, dropping drop by drop.

"My child, the gods have bestowed the kindness of an angel to comfort your inferior heart, Lucifer, you really let me down..."

"The Holy Light can no longer save, only the purification pond has a glimmer of hope to pull you back from the boundless hell."

The god's loving face was full of compassion, ignoring the suffering people, and sighing falsely.

Lucifer's eyes are scarlet, bloodshot is all over the whites of the eyes, the deep blue eyes have turned blood red, and there is no longer the awe of the past.

The thin lips are chapped and bloodshot.

Gently twitching the corners of his mouth, an extremely ironic dull voice came out from his throat, "I want to see with my own eyes the most painful look of the devil..."

Lucifer raised his eyes, his horrible expression in his eyes was like a sharp blade, cutting through all the hypocrisy, and his voice was faint, "Really?"

The turning of the god stopped.

When Lucifer thought that the god would not return him, a softer and kinder voice came into the girl's ears, "Yes..."

As if thin nails pierced the skin, plunged into the flesh and blood, slowly and slowly passed the desperate person.

The god left without explaining too much.

A few days passed.

"Lucifer and Kona love each of her children because they kill innocent humans, the gods are compassionate, and they are specially given the right to enter the purification pool."

Baihaca stood on the steps of the magnificent temple, chanting the gifts of the gods with eloquence.

Above the hall, the angels sighed with tears.

When Lucifer was put into the purification pool, Kona's slender body was reflected in her eyes, and the haze gathered for a while, her eyes weak and bloodthirsty.

The dry lips moved, gritted their teeth.

Kona's eyes are almost lifeless, eclipsing even the intoxicating brilliance of the usual.

Like a puppet with no emotions.

When Kona walked past Lucifer, the stagnant gaze swept across the boy faintly, and the waves in his eyes could not be shocked, and he moved away very dumbly.

As if I had never seen him before.