3 fallen angel

Mo Yan carefully checked the small card she handed over. There was a complicated magic circle on it. Besides that, there was only one line, "Fulfill your wish."

"Wish fulfillment? What is this, wait, this breath?"

Mo Yan felt a familiar power in this magic circle. Although it was a little different from the one in his body, Mo Yan was sure that it was magic power.

"No wonder I ran away when I saw the demon hunter. It turned out to be a demon."

This magic circle has the function of positioning and summoning. It is simple but practical. Mo Yan thought about it, and used magic power to draw this magic circle on his flyer.

As for this small card, Mo Yan also intends to keep it. Didn't it mean that he can realize his wish? When he has no money, he will summon the demon to ask him to borrow some money.

Continuing to do nothing to hand out flyers that nobody wanted, Mo Yan felt that he had to find an employee to help him share the pressure.

As it was approaching noon, a brown-haired high school student was standing in front of the station, looking around as if waiting for someone. Mo Yan walked up and handed him a flyer.

"As soon as the office opens, it's 20% off. Would you like to see it?"

"Oh oh oh! Thank you!"

He didn't know what he was thinking, as if he was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Mo Yan, he subconsciously took the flyer, and when he reacted, Mo Yan had already walked away.

"DevilMayCry, what kind of weird organization is this." He couldn't help but complain.

"Yicheng Jun."

"Ximajiang, here you are."

"Wait for a long time!"

"No, no, I just came here."

Hyoto Issei put the flyers into his pockets randomly, and said to Yuma Amano, who was wearing a white skirt.

As Houtou Issei, whose birth age is equal to the single age, he was confessed by the girl named Amano Yuma not long ago. Today is their first date out, and he is very excited.

.....

The time points to 6 pm.

Mo Yan was a little desperate. The pile of flyers has not been less since morning until now, and only a few people have accepted it. A somewhat discouraged Mo Yan looked at the setting sun, thinking about whether to find another one tonight. Make some money in the alley.

At this time, Hyoto Kazue, who had been dating Yuma Amano for a day, was holding hands and came to a park that was already empty.

Yuma Amano broke away from the held hand and smiled at Hyoudou Issei with a happy face, "I said, Ise-kun, as a commemoration of our first date, can you listen to my wish."

Is it kissing at this time? Hyoudou Issei, who was still immersed in the aftermath of the date, felt a commotion in his heart. He looked down at Yuma Amano who seemed to be "shy", stammering.

"Yes... what is your wish?"

"Can you please die!"

Amano Yuma raised her head, her face was cold, where there was still the shy gesture when dating, her tone was full of murderous intent, in the shocked eyes of Hyoudou Issei, a pair of black angel wings stretched out from behind her, a gun of light Slowly formed in her hands.

"Although it's only a short period of time, playing this kind of innocent and romantic children's game with you, but I am still very happy, so please go and die."

Amano Yuma, it's not right, it should be the fallen angel Lina Li, the light gun in his hand penetrated his abdomen without hesitation.

"Sorry, who made you have the artifact in your body? Blame the god who made the artifact in your body."

She didn't hear the meaning of an apology at all in her tone, more like a mockery, looking at him with contempt.

Covering his belly, scarlet blood poured out from his abdomen, and Hyoudou Issei who fell on the ground still couldn't believe it until now.

"Is this true? In this little park, am I going to die because of such inexplicable things? Anyone, come and save me."

"Chang!"

After Hyoto Ise said this sentence, he had already forgotten it, and the leaflet that was crumpled in his pocket released a strong light. A blue magic circle appeared beside him, Mo Yan from inside. Came out.

"Is there a business so soon? The flyer is still very useful."

Mo Yan, who thought it was hopeless, suddenly felt that the magic circle he drew on the flyer was activated. Without a word, he came here through the teleportation circle. After all, it was the first order of business. You can't be late.

After Mo Yan landed, the teleportation formation disappeared. Mo Yan saw Hyoudou Issei who was lying on the ground and wondering whether it was alive or dead. He remembered this high school student, didn't he go on a date with his girlfriend?

This is.... Fighting with your girlfriend? Was it found that you stepped on two boats and then got a hatchet?

"who are you?"

Just when Mo Yan was thinking about it, Lina Li's voice rang, attracting Mo Yan's attention.

"Fallen Angel?"

Mo Yan was a little curious. Although it was the first time he saw it, the black wings, if he guessed right, were the fallen angels.

"Answer me, who are you? Are you a devil?"

Once she could come out of the teleportation formation, she would definitely not be an ordinary person. A light gun was formed in her hand, and the tip of the gun asked Mo Yan harshly.

"Uh, hello, I am a demon, and my profession is a demon hunter..."

"Are you teasing me?"

Before Mo Yan could finish speaking, the light gun in Linali's hand instantly let go and stab Mo Yan quickly.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound of impact, a big sword appeared in Mo Yan's hands. The heavy sword was shining with cold light. The hilt was carved with bones. The skull on one side had no horns, and the skull on the other had two horns. Humans on one side and demons on the other.

Once the owner of this sword turned his back on his race to help mankind, so the rebellion got its name.

After shooting down this gun of light, looking at Lina Li with an angry face, Mo Yan, who already knew that there was something wrong, decided to strike first.

PS: Because too many skills are easy to mess, so the black light is directly sealed, but the energy is still there, that is, the protagonist's level has not changed, and the set of skills has been changed.