"I, the Lord, should be the Father of the Angel!"

"You should kneel in front of me and pray!"

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing!"

The Lord looked at the twelve-winged angels, and his heart was so sad that he could almost make vinegar.

In his envious and jealous eyes, Fanni's small figure seemed even more abominable.

Why?

Why is I, the Lord, not as good as this ordinary human?

Why can she awaken so many high-level angels from the Angels' Gate?

It is clearly the one who has obtained all this, the Lord, that is, I!

How dare that little man...how dare...how dare to take away what belonged to me, the Lord!

How dare you!

How dare you!

The weather is clear at this moment, but the eyes of the Lord are full of jealousy.

"This is all...that should belong to me, the Lord!"

The Lord roared with anger. For the first time in his life, he had such anger that could sweep the deep valleys, pacify the country, and jealousy reached the sky.

The originally bright sky also became a little gloomy.

Vanne looked at the dark clouds above her head, and then looked at the retreating Lord, laughed at the sarcastic and conceited Lord, and laughed at the narrow mind of this Heavenly Father.

"Your stuff?" Fanny pointed at the twelve-winged angels around her, her eyes full of irony: "You call them your stuff?"

The Lord stared at Fanny, as if he wanted to engrave Fanny's appearance in his heart. I am afraid that there will be no creature in this life that can be engraved in his heart so much, even Satan, who was once the same!

"It's ridiculous."

"Your stuff?"

"Even if they are angel clones, they are independent individuals."

"If you, the Lord, can awaken them before me, why should you call them...things!"

Fanni's white dress flutters, like the former royal princess reappears. She uses her life without any money to exchange for her people, and asks the hegemony.

"They are not things, they are angels who exist independently!"

"They are not affiliated with anyone, they are all members of the Royal Guards of the Garden of Eden!"

"They are noble, elegant, intellectual, humble, gentle, and real angels!"

"You, the Lord, are just a descendant of angels. They are all your ancestors. What qualifications do you have to call your ancestors something!"

"Are you qualified? Do you have it? Do you have it?"

Fanny is no longer as gentle as before. She stood firmly before the twelve-winged angels and questioned the Lord seriously and angrily.

The white dress accompanied by the princess's Wen Qian, this scene fell deeply into the eyes of the twelve-winged angels.

They stared at Fanni in a daze, and the indifferent eyes that had been obsessed with for countless years suddenly appeared a soft light like spring.

Muss suddenly bowed deeply to Fannie, and then stood in front of Fannie with the sword of the angel in his hand. His duty was not allowed to watch the princess standing in front of them.

"Thank you... Your Highness."

Muss said silently in his heart, and then his eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light. He asked in a deep voice: "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense with this fallen angel who disobeys you. Will you kill him now?"

Fallen Angel?

When the Lord heard this, he became angry and roared in a low voice: "Fallen Angel? Don't use that title to slander your Heavenly Father. I am the Heavenly Father, the Father of all the angels in the world today..."

Muss ignored the jealousy of the Lord, and then asked again in a deep voice: "His princess, will he kill him?"

After Fanni finished saying what she wanted to say, she waved her hand tiredly: "Kill him, he is a threat to my teacher and also to me."

Your Highness’s teacher?

Muss looked at Lu Yu deeply, and Lu Yu replied with a smile.

This little girl is just trying to protect her short-term strength and it is not in vain.

Lu Yu was very relieved at this moment and stood behind Fanni with a smile.

It’s like being a father, occasionally enjoying the filial piety of his children.

"As for your order, Your Highness the Princess!"

Muss nodded to Fannie, then held the Angel's sword flat and angrily shouted: "The Royal Guard of Eden, strangle the enemy, swear!"

All the twelve-winged angels pulled out the angel's sword, lowered their heads slightly, and said "Swearing", and then rushed towards the Lord like a swarm.

Lu Yu looked at this scene with great interest.

Lord, you were escaped by you last time in the Texas Strait. This time I see how you live under the siege of such a number of angels of the same level!

The Lord looked at the angel that was rushing towards him, gritted his teeth, and danced his wings under the attention of everyone, but not to fight, but to run away!

There are thunderous lights and shadows passing by in the sky, and ordinary people cannot catch any trace.

If you ask who that is, it is the Lord our holy and supreme heavenly Father.

However, at this moment, the Heavenly Father did not look like the Heavenly Father, and he was more like a gangster who fled in panic.

"Stop!" Muss chased after the Lord, watching the Lord flee further and further, but he could not catch up with this Heavenly Father?

"Okay, okay! Very good!" Muss hung high on the sky and worked with the other two twelve-winged angels to summon a white giant sword about seventy or eighty meters wide. The scale and power of this giant sword far exceeded that of the Jehovah's giant sword.

"Give me... die!" Musi roared and the white giant sword suddenly came out.

Although Thunder is fast, this white giant sword is faster!

In just a moment, he skipped the Lord who was desperately running away.

A white light flashed around the body of the Lord, and he suddenly stopped in the sky. He looked down and saw a blood line from his chest to his hips.

I... was cut in half?

At this moment, the Lord had only one thought.

Are you going to die?

Death is such a distant word for myself.

"No!" The Lord suddenly pressed his hands tightly on both sides of his waist, and his eyes pressed hard with blood, forcibly making the cut-out body stick together.

escape!

Can't stay!

Stay for a second and die!

The Lord continued to run for life, but his body gradually separated, and no matter how hard he tried to press it, it would be useless.

It was about to be completely divided, and there were a large number of twelve-winged angels chasing them behind them.

Just as the Heavenly Father was living and dead, an inexplicable voice from the eternal era sounded: "It is true that slaves must have the awareness of slaves. Why do you run around all day?"

The Lord was like a life-saving straw, his white robe was broken, and he roared to the sky: "True God, save me!"

The space suddenly split, and the dark matter plane emerged, and a constantly twisting shadow appeared from it. The shadow stretched out a purple-black tentacle and pulled the Lord in in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Yu's scalp exploded and he pulled out the Asura sword on his waist and abdomen like a conditioned reflex.

An inexplicable strange aura appeared again!

Lu Yu looked at the horse spear and found that the other party was also looking at him with a serious expression.

"Is that right?" Ma Lu said, "Is that right?"

"That's right." Lu Yu nodded: "It's this breath, exactly the same as the one on the moon!"
Chapter completed!