Gordon watched them approaching step by step in silence, and took two steps back.

The arrogant Gordon actually took the initiative to retreat?

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

Seeing this, Ansbilis immediately stopped: "Is this the world you imagined?" The giant white jade pillar that was more than ten meters high, the magnificent palace that could not be seen, with clouds wrapped around the two sides of the stairs, and the rays of light shining in the distance. This is his imagination paradise? He is still making a dream of God?

It seemed that he understood the meaning hidden behind the problem. Gao Deng's face was slightly stiff, he lowered his eyelids, lowered his head and bowed his body, describing his humility to the extreme.

...

Now even Osia couldn't stand it anymore and whispered: "What did you do to him?"

Ansbilis hesitated: "…the contempt in the aura?"

Osia: “…”

"I invited the two of you." A clear and gentle voice came from the palace. In the blink of an eye, Metatron had already stood behind Gordon. He had a faint light on his body, lit up the deep palace, and even the blood clan who had always been cold-hearted and affectionate felt the warmth.

But no matter how charming Metatron is, when he stands with Gordon, he will always remind him of those bad memories.

Ansbilis glanced over the two of them with a bad look, and found a little golden light flashing on Gordon's forehead, and he couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Sorry." Metatron saw his discomfort, and the light surrounding him grew stronger, covering him, and he could no longer see his face.

Osia put on Ansbilis's shoulder: "Are you here to send photos?"

Metatron said: "Sorry, it may take some time."

The angel said that it must be, for a long time, right? Osia curled her lips in disappointment.

Metatron said: "I am trying to seal the land."

Gordon pricked his ears with interest.

"Thank you for your help, you should go back." Metatron suddenly changed the subject.

Gordon looked up unwillingly and said, "I helped you, shouldn't you let me go in return?"

Metatron said: "I thank you for your help, but it has nothing to do with the evil deeds you have committed before. Of course, I can give appropriate rewards within my ability, under the premise of your punishment."

Gordon thought for a while and said, "Please mercy for me when the verdict is announced in heaven."

Metatron said: "Marmen has submitted his application and you will be tried in hell."

Gordon's eyes lit up: "You will plead for me, right?" Of course he saw the unusual relationship between Mamen and Metatron.

Metatron was silent for a while and said, "Believe me, my silence is the best thanks to you." Before Gordon could understand the meaning, a little golden light on his forehead dimmed, and his figure disappeared.

Osia said: "His he been destroyed by humanity?"

Metatron said: "This is the phantom of him coming to the world with the help of my power."

Compared to Metatron's reasons for his power, Osia is more curious about another question: "How many years will he be imprisoned?"

Metatron said: "If nothing unexpected happens, you will not see him again."

Osia solemnly said: "Please don't let accidents happen."

Metatron's voice was a little smile: "Okay."

Ansbilis said: "The next thing should be done?" As Metatron, he actually borrowed Gordon's power to meet them secretly. Something unusual must have happened in the Seal Land. Or, the Seal Land itself is extraordinary.

Metatron said: "The sealed land is the forbidden land of the blood clan, sealing the exiled and sent for special reasons."

The blood clan who was sent for special reasons looked at his lover and snorted.

Ansbilis tightened his heart and immediately grabbed his hand.

Osia glanced at him and accused him: "You're sorry for me."

Ansbilis had a gloomy face and didn't say anything.

Metatron was obviously embarrassed to disturb his lover's conversation, and remained silent, and even thoughtfully opened up an independent space for them to avoid making them feel uncomfortable because of their existence.

Osia raised her hand and pinched Ansbilis's face: "I will compensate me in the future."

“…How to compensate?”

"Good to me."

"Not good enough now?" His tone was a little wrong.

Osia quickly turned his back: "It can be better."

Ansbilis glanced at him: "For example?"

Osia hooked his neck and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Ansbilis looked at him for a while, shook his head and said, "That's not good enough."

Osia: “…”

Ansbilis smiled, with evil spirits: "I don't want to be hungry."

When Metatron heard that there was no sound in the small room, he removed the wall.

"I took the initiative without invitation." Metatron's voice was still gentle, but he never mentioned the topic just now. Osia obviously did not participate in the matter of the sealed land, so she deliberately made tricks and mixed up the topic. Since this is the case, he would not force anyone to do anything.

Osia felt a little guilty. After all, if it weren't for Metatron before, Gordon wouldn't have been resolved so easily. However, after finally solving Gordon, he really didn't want to wade into the muddy waters again.

Metatron picked a relaxed topic to liven up the atmosphere: "I will stop the party as soon as possible and take photos."

Thinking of the fact that he would reveal the true face of Mount Lushan by the Seven Angels and the Seven Demon Kings, Osia was a little excited: "I'm looking forward to it, thank you."

"Then...good night. Good dream."

Metatron's light gradually dissipated, and the palace slowly disappeared. There was only a wall left in front of them, and "Doctor Gasse" was holding his chin to look at them.

Osia blinked: "I think I just pulled my feet from the edge of the cliff."

Ansbilis said: "Metatron used Gordon to descend to the world with a phantom, which means he did not want others to discover. Who would the others be?" No matter who it is, the one who made Metatron feared would never be an ordinary character. So he agreed with what Osia did. He didn't want anyone to get the world of two people that he finally got.

"His matter has been resolved. Should we solve my problem?"

"What's your business?"

"Eat midnight snack."

Ansbilis picked up Osia.

Osia rushed forward, jumped out of his arms, looked at him with a smile, and a black panther slowly appeared beside him.

Ansbilis watched him transform, not daring to move at all. Not only did he dare not move, but he even wanted to help him protect the Dharma. After a while, the Black Panther transformed and walked to the bed with a swagger.

Ansbilis stood at the end of the bed and sneered at it, "Do you think I have no idea about Black Panther?"

The black panther's shaking tail was slightly stiff, and he raised his head in disbelief.

"I like everything as long as it is you." Ansbilis licked his lips.

The black panther jumped up quickly, jumped out of the window, and jumped to the street.

Ansbilis smiled, turned into a bat, and followed it slowly.

He had already determined his policy of treating his lover-

The lover is angry and he wants to apologize.

The lover is naughty and wants to play with him.

Roman Holidays.

Since he is in Rome, he cannot let down the land. Osia proposed to recreate this classic movie in himself and Ainsbilis.

"I am the prince of a big country, let's go to China. He is handsome and well-educated, and is popular with many boys and girls. You are a poor journalist, very poor and poor, and you are not favored by the editor-in-chief, very miserable..." He conceived the role.

"China has no prince now."

“…We can push the age forward.”

"First of all, you have to shave a melon head."

"...Well, I'm the British prince. Their hair is always normal!"

"Of course it's normal. The Mediterranean is also a popular one."

"..." He wants to change actors!

The Roman holiday was not completed, and Ansbilis still took Osia to wander around the city.

Osia said: "It would be great if there was a bicycle."

Ansbilis said: "You once disliked it for speed, temperature, demeanor, and demeanor. It was not comfortable to say it was comfortable."

Osia glanced at him: "You remember clearly."

"I remember everything related to you very clearly." Ansbilis held it in one day, finally revealed his true face. He stroked Osia's waist with his fingers and chuckled, "Especially, closely related."

Osia: "Is there any way to make an elderly veterinarian die from Alzheimer's disease?"

Ansbilis said: "You can try to get me on the wind."

Osia decided to shut up. He walked out five or six meters alone, and when he turned around, he saw Ansbilis looking at the right side with a gloomy face. He looked at it, it was a church.
Chapter completed!