"Ahhh!"

Corroded by the flames of darkness, the angel’s constant wail of pain

"Damn you, please kill me!"

The angel endured the severe pain and shouted

"Oh, oh, look, why are you saying that?"

Han Bing stretched out his finger and hooked the angel's chin.

"I know you are very proud and aloof, even angels are so cool! But you should also know that if the flames of darkness are strong enough, I can wash away your soul and make you a beautiful fallen angel... Hee hee and hypocrisy

Compared to earthly angels, I still prefer fallen angels.”

"How dare you! You might as well kill me!"

Become a fallen angel!

How could this proud angel bear it!

That is the greatest insult to him!

"Killing is too violent. How can it be suitable for a cute girl like me to do?"

Han Bing smiled sweetly again, "Only uncles don't know how to appreciate other people's cuteness."

"Devil, either get out of here or kill me!"

"It seems you really can't understand Mandarin."

Han Bing's face turned cold. "Very good. I don't have a lot of patience. I'll just turn you into a fallen angel and then torture you. One day, you won't be able to help but reveal everything."

As she spoke, she pointed her finger on the angel's forehead again.

The black light instantly wrapped around the angel's body

"I don't want it! Ah ah ah, I don't want it!"

The angel was in great pain, but he couldn't move because his body was controlled by Xiaobai's spider silk.

Soon, a pair of white wings popped out from his back

After a while, some black feathers slowly grew on those flawless white wings.

"Have a look!"

Han Bing reached out and pulled out a black feather and waved it in front of the angel.

"What a beautiful black feather. Don't you like it very much too?"

"No! You kill me! Just kill me!"

The angel shed tears in pain

"I said that violence is not suitable for a cute girl like me. But if you are willing to explain everything, the uncle next to me should be willing to sympathize with you and give you death."

"I said, I said...don't let me become a fallen angel..."

Fall is more terrible than death for these proud angels

Especially for a superior angel, his white wings are the pride of his life.

"Then let's talk"

Seeing Han Bing nod to himself, then step aside and sit cross-legged, Qin Chao finally spoke.

"Michael and Sheila, where are they?"

"They...are in the temple..."

"Temple!"

Han Bing exclaimed, it seems she knows that place, "What are they doing back to the temple!"

"They are going to get the staccato harp left by God the Father..."

The angel simply said it out, "The staccato harp... can only be activated by Lord Xila's power... so they went to the temple..."

"not good!"

Han Bing suddenly turned pale

"What's wrong?"

The Qin Dynasty didn't understand. What is the staccato harp? A divine instrument? A Western artifact?

"The staccato harp is a forbidden artifact left behind by God and has been sealed in the temple!"

Han Bing's forehead also began to sweat. "If Xiela gets the staccato harp, he can use the power of the harp to go back to the past..."

"return to the past?"

Qin Chao’s Heart Talk Time Travel?

"It's just time travel..."

Han Bing took two deep breaths and said, "Uncle, think about it, if he went back a few years ago and directly killed you as an ordinary person...then would there still be the current Qin Dynasty?"

Han Bing's words immediately stunned Qin Chao

"What!"

"Let's go to the temple immediately!"

Xiaobai said directly without hesitation

"The temple is in the God Realm! Do you think it's Hong Kong and just get a Hong Kong Pass?"

Han Bing immediately shouted, "There is only one way for mortals to go to the God Realm!"

"What?"

"die!"
Chapter completed!