Gordon raised his finger and gently touched the hair in the box, as if he was stroking his beloved pet: "Are you counting on him? The white wizard who has a relationship with you. After the last time you parted, you must have cared about him and wanted to know if he had met me, and inserted the knife into my throat like you did."

Ansbilis had no expression on his face. From when Gordon appeared as a dark wizard he met in Egypt, he guessed that his every move was in the control of the other party.

I thought it was a hunter, but it turned into a prey. This feeling is quite unbearable to anyone.

A more fragile person may have already collapsed in self-denial.

But after a long period of self-blame and suffering, Ansbilis has become accustomed to reviewing and scrutinizing, and has also clearly positioned his own value.

Yes, he failed. So what?

What he had experienced was a more painful failure.

But he survived and was saved.

Gordon was stunned. Ansbilis's cold reaction was beyond his expectations.

What are the characteristics of the Mikawi clan?

crazy!

Once the extreme self falls into a horn, even God cannot change his will.

My heart is filled with all kinds of extreme emotions such as tyranny, indulgence, excitement, excitement, madness, obsession, etc. Ignore the rules, vent and have fun without restraint!

Gordon almost thirstyly remembers Ansbilis of the past.

However, the reality is so cruel. The current emotional stability of Ansbilis is comparable to that of a monk.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

No passion!

No vitality!

Like a dead corpse that has lost its creativity and vitality!

How heartbreaking.

Gao Deng shook his head with a regret that he was unable to make a comeback and decided to save the lost lamb.

"There is no hope." His malicious eyes searched inch by inch the anxiety and fear that was about to appear on Ansbilis's face: "The white wizard whom you have high hopes for..."

"Failed, failed."

"Like a betrayal dog..."

"Escape back to his world in shame."

"By the way, maybe you don't know his identity yet."

"The white wizards call it—"

"Class leader."

Ansbilis had a good time changing his standing posture, his expression relaxed, as if he was ready for a long talk reads;.

This is not the result that Gordon wants.

Gordon pulled out the white hair in the box and picked up a black feather: "Look at this again! You will be interested in the feathers of the fallen angel. I collected a lot, and each one was pulled from a different wing. This is part of it, and there are many in the warehouse. I plan to knit a cloak, and this strand of hair can be used as a strap. It must be very beautiful."

Ansbilis said: "The Crow Feather Cloak is indeed the taste of the Black Wizard."

His doubts did not anger Gordon, but were happy: "Not everyone has the honor to see the Legion of Fallen Angels."

Ansbilis felt that he was terminally ill and was no longer helpful: "You said you defeated the Legion of Fallen Angels?"

"Who knows what nerves are coming out of hell, and sent them to the human world to seek death." Speaking of this, Gordon was full of depression: "Look at what God calls fairness. The fallen angel betrayed heaven and changed his shape. When humans stole the forbidden fruit, they lost eternal life! Let's look at the blood clan, what punishment did Cain, who was traumatized by his brothers and feet, encounter? He obtained eternal life and also obtained God's protection, and no creatures allowed to harm him! Of course, there may be a pair of inappropriate teeth and an expensive dentist expense."

Ansbilis said: "I once welcomed you to the Vampire."

"Why should I join this lowly, decadent, and decadent race?" Gordon waved his fists, "Humans are the noblest creatures in the Nine Realms! They are the most perfect creations of God! We should have lived in the Garden of Eden and changed the world with wisdom!"

Even if he changed into a younger body, he could not suppress Gordon's decay from his soul.

His thinking was more messy than the threads that the cat had scratched.

In terms of words, he raised himself to a position higher than God; in terms of thought, he stayed in the position of the victim who was unfairly treated by God.

While looking up to God's power, he unrealistically planned his fantasy.

Two extreme thoughts cross and collide in the mind, and eventually turn into a bowl of mixed soup with a strange taste.

Ansbilis thought for him: "Adam and Eve did not eat the forbidden fruit and still lived in the Garden of Eden, so there would be no descendants, let alone you; if Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, you would be a short-lived person. Therefore, your imagination will never happen."

Gordon was silent for a moment and immediately shouted: "So I want him to happen! I want God to know that his choice is wrong! The wisdom that humans have is enough to change the world!"

Ansbilis said: "Maybe this is the reason why people live short."

Gordon seemed to have a knowing blow, and his arrogant arrogance was suppressed at once.

In this middle-aged body, there is a hunched posture that only old people can have.

He bent over with difficulty and started coughing loudly.

Ansbilis's feet moved without a trace, and saw the gloom in Zophie's eyes.

What made him feel fearless?

Ansbilis forced his heart to move. The weight in his body and arms made him dare not take risks like before. He had to be foolproof and make plans and move later.

Gordon stopped coughing and stood up straight again: "Do you still remember the purpose of Nijiuhui?"

Ansbilis frowned and reads;.

Who will remember?

For him in the past, the Nine Meetings, the Ten Meetings, and even the God Meetings were just a banner that allowed him to indulge himself in his heart.

If it had not been mentioned repeatedly, he had forgotten its existence at all.

Gordon said slowly: "The world needs to change."

"The real Niihui is not an organization."

"It's not a group of people either."

"But, an ideal."

Mental illness is not scary.

What's scary is that he tries to convince others seriously with a bunch of plausible reasons.

The picture in front of him looked terrible. Ansbilis remembered that he seemed to have done this too. He randomly chose someone to brainwash him mentally or bombard him mentally. He didn't care about what he thought or what he got. What he cared about was just the process of conquest.

A person who has been portrayed by society in various colors is bleached bit by bit and then paints the color he wants randomly.

It seems that a person has a new life.

What a pleasure.

I guess this is also what Gordon feels like at this time.

He was so busy that he preached, used both soft and hard, and threatened and tempted, just to see the moment he bowed his head and surrendered.

Ansbilis stroked the black cat's soft belly with his fingers, and his head turned rapidly.

If surrender can turn himself into danger and Eusia, he doesn't mind being able to surrender himself or herself. But Gordon is obviously not that sweet. Therefore, keeping the difficulty of research and making Gordon unable to find anything can ensure the safety of himself and Eusia to the greatest extent.

The indifferent Ansbilis finally polished Gordon's patience. He looked coldly at the black cat who was obediently lying in Ansbilis' arms.

Black Cat: "..." This is, I'm going to be shot while lying down.

Sure enough, Gordon said: "He changed you."

Ansbilis said: "Before we change the world, we change love first."

Gordon said: "Stupid! Childish! Confused! Dull! Ignorance!" Five words were bursting in a row to vent their hearts. "Love? That's just the stimulation of hormones in your body! The feeling of heartbeat when you touch your hand, you can use skydiving as a high altitude instead! The latter is even stronger!"

Ansbilis looked at him with pity. Poor old bachelor.

Gordon said: "You are not qualified to look at me with this kind of gaze!"

Ansbilis thought for a while and said, "Indeed, some people like to eat vegetarian food, and some people like to eat meat. There is no distinction between high and low, only different preferences. Unfortunately, you are the former and I am the latter."

"Don't think I can't hear your mockery."

"Not a mockery, just show off reads;."

Ansbilis has a handsome face that Gordon has to admit, which is handsome in the public sense. It spans the aesthetics of the East and the West and can withstand the test of time. In the past, Gordon was not reluctant to talk to him while appreciating, but now, he wishes to tear this proud face apart!

It is unbearable to actually use things he despise him.

"Your love with Osia is like a wooden pillar visited by termites. No matter how glamorous it looks, it is already so clear that it will fall down at any time inside."

"…There are termites, but the scoundrels are overestimating their abilities."

"Why did Osia be sealed?"

Ansbilis's face froze.

The black cat lying comfortably on his arms raised his claws and patted it a few lightly to show comfort.

Ansbilis was relieved and fought back: "There is a word called erotic, you may not understand it."
To be continued...