It was the black-winged angel.
He was suspended in mid-air behind him, his head slightly lowered, looking at her.
Then her eyes seemed to move from her happy smiling face to the book.
This was the purpose of Cheng Qianxun bringing the book here.
She asked carefully: "Did you give me the book?"
I originally thought that Black Winged Angel would either say nothing or say something like a riddle as before, but I didn't expect him to admit: "This book is more applicable."
Cheng Qianxun turned to cry and said: "It is indeed applicable.
It is used to summon Satan.
At our level, it is very difficult to summon a devil, let alone let Satan directly help us or let Satan order the devil to help us."
The black-winged angel sank slowly, and by the time he stood on the ground, his body had shrunk to two meters high.
Although it has shrunk, it is still so tall that Cheng Qianxun can look up.
When he walked on the ground, his composure and nobility were simply difficult to describe in human language.
Cheng Qianxun watched with bated breath as he walked step by step.
The front of his black robe that reached the ground swayed slightly with his footsteps.
The tail ends of the black wings folded behind her were dragged to the ground along with the dark robe, and they moved forward silently.
So noble and beautiful, every second was like a picture in action.
Cheng Qianxun's heart trembled as he watched the black-winged angel walk to her side step by step.
Standing in front of the marble bookshelf, the black-winged angel stretched out his hand and waved it gently, without touching the pages at all, causing the huge black kraft pages, each weighing three kilograms, to flip quickly.
Cheng Qianxun can do this, but he thinks that he must not be so beautiful.
No matter who can have one ten thousandth of the temperament of the black-winged angel, he will definitely be considered a well-behaved and cultivated person on earth.
His hands were beautiful, half of the black sleeves were exposed, and the fingers were as warm as mutton-fat jade.
Although they were slender, there was no trace of weakness, as if such hands did not exist in the world.
Even though Sneijder's godlike body and hands are beautiful, they don't have that indescribable smell.
Cheng Qianxun was almost drunk with his heart.
He had never been so close to the black-winged angel.
He could touch him as long as he stretched out his hand.
It’s tempting to reach out.
Go and touch it.
Whether it was his arms or wings, she didn't dare to touch him even with her mortal hands.
It's all a stain on him.
"Satan is a devil with relatively high magic power.
Human beings are only capable of this, and the only exchange conditions they provide are these."
The black-winged angel rose slightly and backed away slowly: "Think about what you want to give in exchange."
As he watched the black-winged angel retreat, he seemed to disappear into the mist, then gradually disappeared again.
He left again, leaving behind many clues and having to find the answers himself.
Cheng Qianxun turned around and looked at the book.
The page turned to Beryl.
Could it be that the Black Winged Angel wanted her to beg Belial?
The original sin corresponding to Belial is laziness.
In history, Solomon sold his soul to Belial and became a powerful and wise monarch.
Sold his soul to Belial?
Then where is Solomon’s soul now?
The Black Winged Angel alluded to him giving the book this time, so he didn't seem to indicate that he was the one who gave the book to God last time, but said that Satan regarded lying as an insult to wisdom.
The steward occasionally does.
Then it's possible that Mathes did it, but that doesn't matter anymore.
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The body of God will be returned soon, and the one who needs to be solved now is Ghosn.
Don't think about it anymore, just take a shower and go to bed first.
The beginning of another day.
Big Mouth Alarm Clock wisely woke her up and quickly ran for his life and disappeared.
Cheng Qianxun got up from the bed and looked at the Black Book of the Dead placed in the corner of the wall.
The page above was still Beelzebub.
After sighing slightly, she went out.
Nine people were outside, including Gordon.
After Mathes brought them to the restaurant, he stood beside them.
None of the Satans came out today, only Marses and Beeses were there.
"How do you feel?"
Cheng Qianxun looked at Gordon's pale lips and was very worried.
"Don't worry."
Rudolph also looked a little weak: "I gave him a little mana, he should be fine to survive today."
No wonder Rudolph was like this, it turned out that he was giving Gordon his magic power.
He went from just focusing on himself to slowly integrating into the group and becoming a part of it, which is really nice to see.
Cheng Qianxun took the initiative and asked: "I'll do it tomorrow, and everyone will take turns."
"No, I'll come."
Reger was in good spirits: "I'll recover after a night's rest.
I'll come tomorrow."
"Maybe we can decide tomorrow morning."
It can't be like this.
It may look fine on the surface, but it may be hollowed out.
Cheng Qianxun made a decision: "Think about it for one more night and come to a conclusion tomorrow.
I will summon Satan."
"No more."
Gordon smiled slightly: "I will summon you if you want.
This is my business.
If it fails, I will have to catch up with someone if I can't live.
It's not worth it."
"Don't worry, I won't summon you easily if you're not 70% or 80% sure."
Cheng Qianxun reassured him.
Gordon is a person who helps others but tries not to trouble others with his own affairs.
Soros duly followed up: "I will also try my best to help."
Soros probably knew more allusions than they did, so everyone smiled in a friendly manner.
"Let me introduce the other people."
Soros is a good person and wants to introduce the other three people to everyone.
"Let's chat while eating, you guys take a seat first."
Cheng Qianxun waved his hand, and a large round table with nine chairs that could seat twelve people appeared in the middle, and he quickly moved all the delicacies on the buffet table over .
This move is not to show off, but just to save time.
Being able to resurrect the dead is not complete, but it is already impressive.
Elle was the one who lived in the haunted house with Soros.
Compared to the taller Regel, he could only be considered slightly tall, about 1.85 meters tall.
But the arms are very strong.
The two arms are almost like Popeye's, and the muscles are extremely large.
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Likes kayaking, extreme athlete.
Relying on this hand, I was able to hold on to the clock and hang my whole body in the air, surviving the last few minutes.
Lance and Mullen came as a group.
Lance was from the Coast Guard and Mullen was a lieutenant in the Navy.
It can be seen from this that people who have to run for their lives and kill people at the same time, the further back they go, the more people with this kind of profession are left behind.
And Cheng Qianxun is already an outlier.
There is also Soros, and Soros is much stronger than her.
Mountaineering and skiing are impossible for people with poor health.
Cheng Qianxun didn't dare to say what he did.
He was a small-time worker in a company and a grassroots citizen.
His feet became weak after running less than a kilometer.
He couldn't swim or drive.
Rudolph said that Mullen was in good health, and Mullen explained that he was from the Marines.
When I heard that he had gone through three months of devilish training, he had to do 500 push-ups, 500 squats and stand-ups, 500 sit-ups, 500 fist push-ups every day; three three thousand meters, three one One thousand meters and three 5000 meters were run three times in the morning, afternoon and evening.
It's not a month's amount, it's a day.
She has to run out in one day, and her mouth opens.
Not to mention that five kilometers and ten kilometers are commonplace.
I heard that ordinary Marines have to swim three to five thousand meters during swimming training, and they have to swim 500 meters while fully equipped and carrying a weight of 20 kilograms.
In cross-country training, each person is required to run 5 kilometers in full gear and carry a weight of 20 kilograms for no more than 20 minutes.
Her jaw almost dropped.
Lance's survival should be based on experience, while Mullen's survival must be based on physical strength and endurance.
Even Gordon was impressed: "The training intensity of the Marine Corps is almost the same as that of the special forces.
Many times the special forces go to them for training."
No wonder he ran so much while on the zombie level.
Gordon carried Zhang Ruoshan, who weighed about forty-five kilograms, on one shoulder and held her with the other hand, and he could still walk like flying.
If she hadn't come all this way, even she wouldn't believe that someone like her could still crawl here alive.
Now she was even more desperate, not for herself, but for Gordon.
At this point, Gordon's original strengths are no longer his strengths.
Look at Mullen, he is about the same size, appearance, and ability.
There is no need for Satan to keep two people of the same type.
When we got here, everyone was a person with sharp eyes and high IQ.
When they saw Cheng Qianxun looking at Gordon with a strange look, and Gordon's complexion was much worse than yesterday, he understood the reason.
With a French romance, Lance asked with a smile: "Gordon, how did you meet Cheng?
It's great to have such a girlfriend."
Gordon was stunned for a moment, then responded: "It's a girlfriend, a female friend."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Cheng Qianxun said to Lance slightly reproachfully.
Reger said with a smile: "That's how Cheng is, she cares about everyone.
So you four, just try to behave badly, otherwise she will shed tears again."
"Really?
It's a good thing that someone cares about you.
Then I will definitely send flowers every day."
Lance smiled.
"Don't come here!"
Sneijder laughed and scolded: "Cheng is Asian and a relatively conservative type.
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You will know later."
Rudolf reminded: "It's better not to have feelings, especially for people like Cheng.
Too many feelings will harm her sooner or later."
"Okay, let's find a way to solve the problem at hand."
Cheng Qianxun didn't want these elites to talk around her and expose too many weaknesses in front of her new teammates: "Do you have any good ideas about Gordon?"
What was originally a lively place suddenly became quiet.
There is no way to say this.
It is Satan who is summoned, not ordinary people.
Once summoned, his soul will basically be exchanged.
Could it be said: There is no way, just try it, Satan is willing, and your soul will be sold.
If Satan refuses, then life is worse than death.
Although Satan cannot take away a person's soul or life, he can use everything around the person as a weapon.
"Eat first, leave everything to fate."
Gordon didn't feel any sadness or fear, but instead advised everyone to have a meal.
Everyone started to eat, and even asked Beses, who was waiting nearby, to order some freshly cooked dishes.
"Medium rare sirloin steak" Bieses placed the freshly fried steak in front of Regel.
Looking at Bieses who turned around and continued to cook, Regeer suddenly had an inspiration and called out to him: "Beses, can you please help me?"
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