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Chapter 145

Ming Shu didn't want to watch the countdown to the rest of the main task, and only waited for the time to come, before taking the feathers and going back to Hell quietly.

However, Zhiyuan did not leave his side for the next day.

The envoy came once in the morning, and Zhiyuan did not shy away from the other party at all, so he asked the envoy to stand outside the bedroom and told him what he wanted to report.

Ming Shu hadn't woken up yet, so he was hugged in a daze, and leaned against the familiar embrace, yawning when he heard the voice of the envoy coming in through a door.

After noon, Zhiyuan took him to walk around in the inner hall, and went to the garden to bask in the sun.

The little black cat followed Mingshu closely, and it also noticed the teleportation portal summoned by Mingshu. Although he didn't know why Mingshu didn't use it immediately, he tried holding the little black cat.

It guessed that Mingshu might take it with him, but it didn't know that Mingshu would not be able to take it with him in the end, so he silently looked forward to it, and even dozed off next to the corner of Mingshu's clothes, so as not to miss anything.

The weather at noon was very good, Mingshu hugged the little black cat and leaned against Zhiyuan, when suddenly he saw a golden bird flying over from outside.

Like the previous few times, the golden bird appeared alone, and landed lightly on the nearby bushes. It stared at Zhiyuan with its dark eyes, and opened its mouth to say: "Hey..."

It was sighing, Ming Shu opened his eyes wide: "It can talk!"

The little black cat tilted its head to look at the golden bird, lowered its back quietly, and clasped its paws to the ground, staring at the beautiful feathers of the golden bird.

Ming Shu had never seen a golden bird, nor heard of any prophecies, so he was naturally very curious.

Zhiyuan didn't seem to see it, and was about to drive the golden bird away, but the little black cat moved even faster.

A group of black fur rushed forward, and the golden bird was so frightened by the little black cat that it almost lost its balance, turned its head and fled.

The little black cat tried hard to catch up, but unfortunately it still couldn't catch up with the flying bird.

It chased for a short distance, saw the golden bird fly away, and returned to Mingshu unwillingly, squatting down and licking its front paws.

The status of the golden bird in the temple is far higher than other animals, even just lower than the archangel, so that the church has to kneel down and salute when it meets it. It is probably the first time that it has been chased by a cat in such embarrassment.

Zhiyuan didn't care about the behavior of the little black cat, and quietly glanced at it.

The golden bird flew away, and then the envoy hurried over and saw Zhiyuan coming forward to salute.

"Forgive me, my lord. I didn't mean to disturb you," he said with his head buried in his head. "I just came here because I saw the golden bird appearing nearby."

The missionary is also obliged to record the prophecy for the archangel. It is impossible to turn a blind eye to the golden bird on the road. It is a reasonable explanation for him to come here with the golden bird.

Zhiyuan had no expression on his face, and responded casually.

The golden bird flew away, and Shijiao had no reason to stay. He was about to leave when he heard Ming Shu's voice: "Is the golden bird also raised in the animal taming garden? I've never seen it before."

He was curious, especially after seeing Shijiao's reaction, he wanted to know the origin of that talking bird.

Zhiyuan was silent for a while, making Jiao couldn't help saying: "That's the prophecy bird of the temple."

It really is a demon who doesn't know anything about the heavens... How can the golden bird be compared with those animals in the taming garden.

Mingshu's misunderstanding was tantamount to underestimating the temple in the eyes of the envoys, so he had to explain it clearly, otherwise if it spread, they would think that their temple was disrespectful to the golden bird.

"The prophecy bird?" Ming Shu was even more curious.

Zhiyuan next to him didn't seem to have any intention of explaining aloud, so the teacher quietly glanced at his face, and then replied: "Yes, the golden bird was born with the temple, and it has the duty to serve the archangel. There will be prophecies announced, pointing out the way forward for the archangels..."

Shijiao paused, and added: "Or before the prophecy is not fulfilled, it should be a reminder and warning."

Zhiyuan raised his eyes, and cast them indifferently, which made the teacher's spine shudder, and he hurriedly retreated and left.

Ming Shu murmured: "A bird that can prophesy..."

He always felt that the words behind Shijiao had a different meaning, reminding and warning before the prophecy was not fulfilled...

When the golden bird flew over just now, it just stared at Zhiyuan and sighed, without saying anything else, does it mean that a prophecy has already been announced.

Mingshu's guess was accurate, so he asked Zhiyuan, wanting to know what the prophecy was about.

Zhiyuan pinched his cheek: "Don't worry about this."

He obviously didn't want to say it, Mingshu hugged his arm: "Can't you tell me? Because I'm a devil?"

Zhiyuan remained silent again, proving that this should not be the reason.

His silence aroused Ming Shu's interest even more, and he tried to exchange a kiss for the secret of the prophecy.

It wasn't until night that Zhiyuan compromised and told Mingshu what Jinniao's prophecy was.

"The prophecy says that I will meet a succubus."

Zhiyuan pinched Mingshu's ankle, and slowly reached up with his fingertips, rubbing against the smooth and delicate skin.

Ming Shu was taken aback, and held his breath: "Succubus?"

Is it himself?

Zhiyuan bowed his head and kissed, feeling Mingshu's soft lips.

His voice was low and soft, and he continued: "I will like him, be infatuated with him...I can't extricate myself."

—until the fall.

Zhiyuan spoke very slowly, and Mingshu had to hear every word clearly. Mingshu's cheeks gradually turned red, and his eyes dodged in bewilderment.

He never expected that the golden bird's prophecy was related to him... Then Zhiyuan knew at the beginning that there would be a succubus sneaking into the temple to seduce him?

This was not mentioned at all in the original plot...

But it's pointless to dwell on these things now, and those words just now are more like a confession.

Ming Shu leaned into Zhiyuan's arms: "Then... has the prophecy come true?"

Zhiyuan was silent, untied Mingshu's belt, skillfully grasped his tail and stroked it, watching his shy reaction as usual.

After a while, he responded, "Soon."

Before going to bed in the middle of the night, Mingshu lay on Zhiyuan's body, hugging him dependably: "I... want to go back."

After much deliberation, he decided to tell Zhiyuan that he had to try to discuss it, and he couldn't just leave quietly.

Mingshu hadn't thought about the specific reason yet, but he could say that he was coerced by the Lord of Hell to come here, because he had to go back under some circumstances.

Zhiyuan didn't seem surprised, lowered his eyes, and uttered two words: "No."

Mingshu's mouthful of words was blocked, he opened his mouth and tried his best to explain: "I'll be back soon, I won't delay too much time..."

However, he himself doesn't know the follow-up plot, so what he said is very unfounded.

"I said, I will protect you," Zhiyuan rolled over and held Mingshu down, with an ambiguous posture, "They can't hurt you."

Ming Shu didn't give up, he seemed worried and said: "But if I don't go back, I'm afraid..."

Hell can't do anything to him, but the task needs to be completed, he tried hard to find an excuse, and was kissed by Zhiyuan with his chin pinched.

After kissing for a long time, Zhiyuan released Mingshu, his eyes were dark and gloomy: "Don't go back."

He did it again with Mingshu, this time was extraordinarily long, Mingshu had long been used to being close to him, her body responded obediently, her pretty face flushed and lost her mind.

Ming Shu didn't know when he fell asleep for the last time. When he woke up, Zhiyuan was still in the bedroom.

He opened the system panel and saw that there were less than twenty hours left.

As usual, Zhiyuan picked him up to get dressed, and went out of the dormitory for a walk outside.

Mingshu belatedly realized that Zhiyuan seemed to have done this deliberately.

Every minute and every second, she stayed close to Mingshu, preventing him from leaving on his own.

Mingshu began to panic, he tried to communicate with Zhiyuan again, and said that he was poisoned and had to go back to get the antidote, and the Lord of Hell even tied up his relatives and friends as a threat.

Zhiyuan hugged him tenderly, but his eyes were a little cold: "You are not poisoned."

Ming Shu had a stalk in his throat, but he didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.

"As for your relatives and friends," Zhiyuan stroked Mingshu's black hair, leaned closer and kissed his smooth forehead, "don't think about it anymore, I will be with you."

Ming Shu pursed her lips: "I have to go back, you trust me."

Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear to it, and gripped Mingshu's wrist with a bit of force.

He kissed Mingshu's fingertips, and said softly, "I told you, don't leave me."

The communication failed, Ming Shu was uneasy, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

If I had known him earlier, I would not have asked Zhiyuan, maybe things would be simpler, but now that Zhiyuan refuses to agree, he still has to leave.

When he uses the portal to leave, Zhiyuan will be very angry...

With such a mood, Mingshu cooperates with Zhiyuan very much at night, and doesn't say that he wants to go back anymore, it seems that he has figured it out.

Zhiyuan was very satisfied with this, he stroked Mingshu's back and kissed the base of his ear: "Good boy, my little succubus."

At noon the next day, Ming Shu got dressed and made sufficient mental preparations.

He hugged the pillow and refused to get out of bed, buried his face in it: "I want to drink water."

The kettle was placed by the window, Zhiyuan got up to get it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mingshu took away the feathers under the pillow.

He only took one and left the other where it was, wanting Zhiyuan to know that he would come back.

The breeze blowing up in the house made Zhiyuan immediately notice something strange, and the aura and energy fluctuations that did not belong here reappeared.

He turned around with an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

A big black hole appeared in the center of the bed, and Ming Shu was sitting in the center.

Before Zhiyuan could stop it, countless black vines protruded from the hole, wrapping Mingshu tightly, and pulled down forcefully.

Mingshu and Dongkou disappeared in an instant, and the little black cat was shocked and puzzled, and jumped onto the bed, screaming anxiously.

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

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Ming Shu fell into the darkness, and after a while of spinning, he fell on a pile of rough vines.

Fortunately, he was not injured. He immediately got up and looked at the surrounding environment, trying to see where he was.

The surrounding light was very dark, there was a strange red light in the sky, and there was a strange smell in the air.

There are bare stones and gravel everywhere. Ming Shu's place looks like the entrance of a cave. He tried to look elsewhere, but a few tall figures suddenly appeared not far in front of him, and they were quickly approaching him.

"Who's back? Is it the trash succubus?"

"Did he seduce successfully? What was sent back before, it was useless at all..."

When those figures approached, Ming Shu's face turned pale.

What came were three hideous and ugly demons with worn clothes and heavy weapons in their hands, including stone hammers wrapped in wire and iron whips as thick as arms.

They quickly gathered around and looked at Mingshu with cloudy eyes: "Where's the thing? Did you bring it back?"

Seeing Mingshu's frightened look, a demon said impatiently: "I knew he couldn't do it. He is an archangel, how could he be easily seduced."

"However, after a trip to the sky, it seems to have become thinner and tenderer." Another demon's eyes gradually lit up, "How about cooking him and eating him?"

Mingshu's face turned even paler, and he took out a white feather from his sleeve: "I brought it back."

He handed the feathers to the three demons, and looked around calmly, thinking about how to escape from here.

The demon took away the feather and held it up to look at it: "This is the most important feather of the archangel? Why can't I see it?"

The demon who coveted Mingshu before was even more eager to move: "No matter how many, he brought back the feathers, isn't it even more useless? Let's eat him."

At the same time, a beam of light lit up in the dark red sky.

The light suddenly brightened, like a falling meteor, the leading demon twitched his nose and raised his head vigilantly: "What is it?"