"Swish swish..."

A series of dazzling white lights flashed, and there were three tall and restrained men in front of Yang Ruoxi's palace.

Behind him stood more than a thousand main angels with twenty-winged golden feathers.

"Oh no, someone from the gods is here!"

Yang Ruoxi was wearing a loose long skirt and naked and white jade feet, accompanying Qin Fei to practice in the backyard.

But suddenly she felt a huge pressure, which made her breathless. With a hurry, her long skirt turned into silver armor and secretly sent a voice to Qin Fei, saying, "You pretend you don't know anything, I'll deal with the rest."

Before they knew the purpose of these three median gods for the time being, Yang Ruoxi didn't want them to know Qin Fei's existence.

Qin Fei naturally felt that the three men at the entrance of the palace were very powerful, probably a little stronger than the old man in the robe who beat him into a skinny dog ​​last time.

I quickly calmed down my breath and my heart started to beat.

Just like a little mouse in a dark corner, he found that there was an extra cat in the hole.

The gap in strength left Qin Fei without any confidence. If they wanted to kill themselves, the "alien", they would not even have a chance to escape.

Damn, if I had known it, I should have used the Liuxian Tower to hide in the Tianhe River. This is the safest.

Now, three masters have come to Shenshan, and I can’t get away even if I want to.

Just when Qin Fei was a little uneasy, Yang Ruoxi had already regained her noble and indifferent attitude and appeared at the palace gate.

"I've seen three adults!"

Yang Ruoxi knelt on one knee, put his left hand on his chest, and performed the etiquette of the gods.

There is no need for the other party to introduce it. The powerful divine power fluctuation tells Yang Ruoxi and the others about the identity. The three real gods, who have the divine nature of the middle god, are one level higher than Meisha's heyday.

The third generation of descendants of the main gods are their parents, and their grandfathers are the main gods who have fought with the Chaos Emperor.

Therefore, these three men are considered gods with a good root, and are more than pseudo-gods like Mephitus. I don’t know how pure the bloodline is.

"Sir Seraph, get up!"

A thin and tall blonde man with blue eyes nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Lord Collis!"

Yang Ruoxi stood up, nodded to the other two men and said, "Ria, Lord Themis, I've been together for a long time twenty years ago, and I've been fine?"

"Fortunately, I've been sleeping all the time. You know, our lifespan is too long. I really don't know what to do except fight and sleep!" A tall and muscular blonde man said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, Lord Seraph, I have become much more beautiful recently. The little ant behind me is not your sex slave, right?" The person who spoke was a blonde man with slightly narrowed eyes and a smile on his face.

"Mr. Rhea, I'm not that hungry!" Yang Ruoxi said speechlessly.

She knew that this man was famous for being "despicable" in the gods, and even peeked at other goddesses taking a bath. So, he didn't take it seriously if he was so unrestrained.

"Okay, Lord Seraph is a loyal warrior of our gods. We should respect every decision she made. What's more, the purpose of our visit this time is to defeat those annoying Eastern ants, rather than caring about who Lord Seraph is with whom we go to bed!" The burly man patted the wretched man's shoulder and said.

"Okay, okay, I just feel a pity. Lord Seraph, my skills are actually good, so I can have a good time to talk about it?" The despicable man shrugged and said with a smile.

"Not interested!" Yang Ruoxi rolled her eyes.

In fact, it is not unreasonable for Westerners to be open-minded. Even these gods are also urinary, and they may even have close relatives and marriages. The purpose is the same as pet vendors, which is to ensure the purity of their pet's bloodline.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoxi has a good status in the gods. This vulgar man is just a joke and dare not really attack Yang Ruoxi.

Hearing this, Qin Fei, who was in the backyard, breathed a sigh of relief. Although these three men knew that they had a relationship with Yang Ruoxi, they didn't seem to mind.

Perhaps, I didn't take myself seriously at all. In their eyes, I was just like the ants on the ground.

In addition, due to the open atmosphere of the gods, they take male and female relationships relatively indifferently.

After teasing Yang Ruoxi for a few words, the vulgar man whistled: "I heard that Eastern cultivators are very good at dual cultivation. Then I will catch a question and learn a little. We will also go back to find a goddess to try dual cultivation."

"Enough, Rhea, don't be full of those things. Don't forget our business!"

The tall and thin Collis frowned and found a very delicate, golden box from his arms, like a jewelry-packing box.

After opening the palm of his hand, he looked at Yang Ruoxi and said, "Mr. Seraph, this is the wings of the twenty-eight-winged archangel that were killed in battle. After discussion by the senior leaders of our gods, he decided to give it to you. I hope that as a loyal warrior of the gods, you will continue to spread the glory of God in every corner of the world!"

"I...thank you!"

Yang Ruoxi struggled slightly for a moment, but soon he knelt down on one knee again and accepted the other party's "reward".

She knows this group of people and is very narrow-minded. If she refuses, she may not have a good ending with Qin Fei.

In desperation, he could only continue to work hard for the gods. After this stupid man was strong enough, he would find a way to get rid of the control of the gods.

"Come on, I'll install it for you myself!"

Collis walked behind Yang Ruoxi, and with a light stroke of his nails, Yang Ruoxi's armor broke, revealing a white jade back as white as cream.

Qin Fei's breathing stagnated, thinking that Collis was going to do something beastly to Yang Ruoxi.

However, after seeing that Collis had just transplanted the wings of the twenty-eight golden feathers perfectly on Yang Ruoxi's body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Lord Seraph, congratulations on becoming the bravest archangel in the gods now!"

Collis applauded slightly, but there was no expression on his face.

"Thank you, Lord Collis!"

Yang Ruoxi stood up, activated the holy power, and his wings spread out with a whirlwind. A series of powerful ripples of holy light continued to spread.

The twenty-eight-winged archangel is enough to compete with an immortal king.

"Then I won't bother the Archangel. When you have formulated a combat plan, we will set off!"
Chapter completed!