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Chapter 144

The entire hall was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

The envoy lowered his head, with a complex and unspeakable expression on his face.

"This subordinate doesn't mean that," his voice suddenly weakened, and he sighed after pondering the second half of the sentence for a long time, "But I am serving by your side, so I should share your worries. If you have made up your mind... I Waiting will never stop."

The temple has the ability to judge by itself. As long as Zhiyuan is in power for one day, he is absolutely qualified to be the archangel, and following the archangel is the instinct of other low-level angels.

Even if one day, the temple falls because of Zhiyuan, or is abandoned by him, the angels in the temple can go to find other temples by themselves.

Zhiyuan's changes and everything he did ultimately affect only himself.

As an envoy, he cannot make decisions on behalf of the archangel. Apart from making some suggestions occasionally, he just needs to serve the archangel and obey orders. Loyalty is also one of the qualities of an angel.

Seeing that Zhiyuan didn't respond, the envoy cautiously said: "This matter... only I know about it, Lord, don't worry." It's always bad for such a thing to spread, and he still has to keep it a secret for Zhiyuan.

After a while, Zhiyuan finally said: "Is there anything else?"

He has returned to his former appearance, and his expression is not as cold as before.

Shijiao breathed a sigh of relief, he really had an illusion just now, if he reacted wrongly and angered Zhiyuan, he might be silenced...

He adjusted his mood and asked again: "The blockade of the temple, will it continue?"

Ming Shu has always been in the inner hall. The protective cover was destroyed before, so it should have nothing to do with him, but the matter has come to this point, it is always good to ask clearly, and ask for a clear answer.fun reading

"Continue," Zhiyuan said, "until the cause is found."

His attitude remains the same, if there is an abnormality, the teacher can deal with it first, and then report to him.

When the teacher responded, there was a tinge of relief in my heart.

It seems that Zhiyuan has not been confused to the point of losing his mind, Mingshu is under guard by his side, and if other demons sneak in, they will naturally be killed.

But thinking back on the thoughts and ideas before looking for Zhiyuan, Shijiao could only sigh silently, bid farewell to Zhiyuan and left.

Ming Shu who stayed alone in the dormitory didn't wake up until very late. He opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately looked for the little black cat.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, and saw a little black cat squatting on the ground beside the bed looking over, but it was blocked by a transparent wall beside the bed, and even the meowing could not come in.

Seeing that Ming Shu woke up, the little black cat was both happy and anxious, paws kept pawing at the air wall.

Ming Shu stretched out his hand to touch it, and passed through the transparent wall without hindrance. This layer of cover had no effect on him, except that it stopped the little black cat from climbing onto the bed.

He straightened his clothes and got up, walked out of the air wall and picked up the little black cat: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Are you hungry?"

The little black cat rubbed against his fingers and got close for a while before shaking its head.

It sneaked out last night, looking for something to eat, but in the temple, there were only flowers and grass, and there were only a few rabbits in the animal taming garden to eat, but the skinned ones were troublesome.

And the body of this kitten can actually not eat, it won't feel hungry.

"Okay." Ming Shu stroked the top of the little black cat's head, "Let's go to the garden to bask in the sun together in a while."

It won't be long before Zhiyuan returns to the bedroom, and takes the little black cat out of Mingshu's arms as usual.

The little black cat was unhappy and couldn't beat it. It was just an ordinary cat now, and it couldn't even bite through the fabric of Zhiyuan's coat.

Wait for it to find a chance in the future... The little black cat stared at it for a while, obediently followed Ming Shu, and went to the garden together.

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In the evening, the little black cat circled around Mingshu, wanting him to hug her again, and not to be with Zhiyuan so early.

Zhiyuan thought it was an eyesore, so he took Mingshu out of the dormitory again, and when the little black cat chased them out, the two of them could no longer be seen.

The little black cat scratched the wall angrily, and tried to smell everywhere, looking for the scent left by Mingshu, looking for it bit by bit.

It was already late at night until it found Ming Shu. Ming Shu's eyes were red, as if she had been bullied severely, her cheeks were also red, and her clothes were loose, barely covering her body.

He couldn't walk, and couldn't spare the energy to manage the little black cat he found, and was carried back by Zhiyuan.

The little black cat followed all the way, screaming nervously and anxiously, worrying if Ming Shu was sick.

Zhiyuan glanced at it, stopped and picked it up, and put it into Mingshu's arms.

The next day, Ming Shu was really sick. He caught a cold wind last night and accidentally caught a cold. He woke up with a sore throat and dizzy head.

Zhiyuan felt distressed, and he used the healing technique of the heavens to treat Mingshu, but the effect was very little. The angel's healing technique seemed to be unable to work on the demon.

Mingshu buried his face in Zhiyuan's arms: "It's all your fault..."

"It's my fault," Zhiyuan coaxed, "Sleep a little longer, and I'll find some available medicine."

He handed over the matter to the envoy and ordered him to finish it as soon as possible.

The teacher heard that Ming Shu was ill and had mixed feelings.

Even though he didn't like Mingshu and hoped that he could leave Zhiyuan, he still prepared honestly and brought back several kinds of medicine from outside immediately without moving a bit.

On the way to the inner hall, he met two other envoys from the side hall, one of them could smell a trace of medicinal herbs from the envoy, and asked hurriedly, "Who was injured? Could it be that the stab wound on the archangel's body hasn't recovered yet?" All right?"

"No, no, no," the teacher waved his hands again and again, "Yes... I use it."

He was not good at lying, so he hurriedly left with a few words, and the two teachers behind him looked at his back even more puzzled.

Not long after, the envoy brought the boiled soup to the door of the sleeping hall.

There was no sound insulation in the room, he could clearly hear Zhiyuan's voice coaxing Mingshu to get up.

"Drink the medicine and you'll be fine," Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "Go bask in the sun and come back early in the afternoon."

Ming Shu seemed unwilling: "Why do you still need to drink medicine? I don't want to..."

The rest of the words didn't sound very clear, making Jiao feel that he had never seen Zhiyuan so gentle, it was like a new core.

The teacher took a few deep breaths and knocked on the door.

After Zhiyuan let him in, he took the initiative to push open the unlocked door.

The moment he saw the scene inside the house, Shijiao was shocked again, and his feet froze for a moment before continuing to move forward.

The noble and holy archangel is bending over to put on Ming Shu's shoes.

Ming Shu was sitting by the bed, feeling a little uncomfortable seeing the envoy coming in, his eyes dodged.

Zhiyuan told him not long ago that Shijiao bumped into them together.

Ming Shu was very flustered at first, he knew the attitude of the other angels towards the devil, and when the emissary learned that he had seduced Zhiyuan, he probably wished he could tear him to pieces.

However, the envoy came in with the decoction, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing look, without the slightest feeling of disgust and rejection.

Such a reaction, either did not dislike Mingshu, or did not dare to do anything because of Zhiyuan's presence.

Ming Shu prefers the latter, looking at the small bowl in Shijiao's hand, subconsciously shrinks into Zhiyuan's arms.

Zhiyuan took the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful to taste a little, and then fed it to Mingshu himself.

His actions made Mingshu feel more at ease, and he drank half a bowl in Zhiyuan's hand.

The envoy hadn't left yet, watching the scene silently.

He actually thinks that Zhiyuan and Mingshu are somewhat compatible... If Mingshu is not a devil, but an angel, even if he is of a lower grade and less talented, if Zhiyuan likes it, it is not impossible to stay by his side.

But he happened to be a devil, like an untimely bomb.

Stared at by the eyes, Ming Shu simply took the bowl from Zhiyuan's hand, drank the remaining medicine in one gulp, and drank another bowl of water to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth.

After drinking the decoction with the right temperature, he immediately felt that the fatigue and discomfort in his body disappeared, and his spirit improved a lot.

The medicine took effect so quickly, Ming Shu said in disbelief, "I seem to be recovering."

Zhiyuan handed the bowl to the envoy, and wiped off the water on Mingshu's lips with his sleeve naturally.

The teacher couldn't bear to watch any more, and quickly left the dormitory with an empty bowl.

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Two days later, Mingshu received two feathers.

The feathers are very beautiful, snow white without a trace of variegation, a little longer than his palm, the down at the bottom is thick and soft, and the thin stem in the center is light pink.

[Main task three: get the most important feather of the archangel (1/1); return to hell (0/1)]

Ming Shu couldn't put it down to Feather, he kept looking at and stroking Feather, wishing he could touch her.

Zhiyuan asked knowingly, "Like it?"

Ming Shu nodded heavily, approached Zhiyuan's arms actively, and looked at him with bright eyes: "This is your most important feather? Where is it?"

As soon as the words fell, three pairs of huge white wings suddenly appeared behind Zhiyuan, and the wind that was blown opened the window with a gap.

He pointed somewhere: "Here."

Ming Shu observed carefully, but did not find two feathers missing.

His confused expression was written on his face, Zhiyuan smiled, and his wings folded forward to hug him tightly.

Mingshu was pressed by the wings behind him to Zhiyuan's arms, he rubbed the feathers on his cheeks, raised his head and kissed Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan explained in a low voice: "It's the closest to the heart."

The loss of two feathers would not have any effect on him, but the feathers were stained with his hard work, so the meaning was different.

This means that the relationship between Mingshu and Zhiyuan is unusual, and there are many rules in the heavenly world, and some angels who have sent or received feathers will not mention it to the outside world.

Ming Shu was so kissed that he couldn't breathe well, he said vaguely, "I...I don't seem to have anything to give you..."

One hand touched his tail from under the clothes, Zhiyuan kissed his cheek: "No need."

With the feather in hand, Mingshu should be sent back to hell within the mission time limit.

For some reason, he felt inexplicably uneasy, perhaps because he was afraid that hell would be more dangerous, or that Zhiyuan would be very angry.

Ming Shu had no choice but to think over and over again, planning to see if he could take the little black cat back with him.

When Zhiyuan was not in the dormitory, Ming Shu hugged the little black cat and clicked on the transmission portal of the system.

A passage just enough to accommodate a single person appeared on the ground, and the inside was pitch black with no end in sight. Ming Shu carefully stretched out his hand towards the passage.

The little black cat didn't know why, so it lay obediently in Ming Shu's arms.

[Reminder: It is detected that the player has an untransportable item/npc, please remove it and try again]

Ming Shu frowned, put down the little black cat in his arms and tried again, this time a system prompt popped up.

[There is still [46:34:13] before the end of the task, do you want to use the teleportation channel immediately? 】

Sure enough, I can't take the little black cat... I can only send him back alone.

Mingshu clicked No, turned off the channel and the system panel, and planned to stay for another day and a half, to spend more time with Zhiyuan.

Before noon, Zhiyuan came back from the front hall.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, he keenly noticed something strange.

The remaining traces, such as the teleportation array, carry a faint energy fluctuation, and there is an aura that does not belong to the heaven.

He approached the house, habitually opened his arms to embrace Ming Shu who was coming up, and stroked his black hair: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Ming Shu kissed him, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Zhiyuan responded, and suddenly asked: "Where is the feather I gave you yesterday?"

Ming Shu has no doubts about him: "Under the pillow."

He brought Zhiyuan to the bed, removed the pillow, and the two feathers were pressed under it intact.

There was imperceptible ease and relaxation in Zhiyuan's expression, he carried Mingshu to the chair in front of the window, stroked his calf and kissed him.

"Don't be afraid," he coaxed softly, "With me here, I can protect you."

Ming Shu didn't know why Zhiyuan said that suddenly, he thought it was because of the envoy's visit yesterday, he nodded and leaned against Zhiyuan relyingly.