Chapter 1344 Holy White Lotus

"One life at a time." Angela said coldly, raised her hand and pressed the demon's head into his own crotch, accompanied by a crisp sound of bone breaking, raised her leg and kicked him flying a hundred meters , smashed into a broken house in the distance.

Angela clapped her hands, lifted the curtain of the wine room beside her and walked in.

"Wow, Sister Angela is so handsome." Amy stood on an eaves in the alley, clapping her hands.

"It's unexpected and neat." Irina also looked surprised, looking at the room, showing some doubts: "But why did she come here? Could it be that she works here during the day?"

"That's not right. If it was going to work, then it wouldn't kill that guy just now, so why did she come here?" Irina thought for a while, a green light flashed under her feet, and she took Amy directly to the place. At the same time, a sound enchantment was arranged in the room.

This is a small single room with only a messy bed, half lying on the bed and half leaning on a succubus covered with a thin blanket, her plump white thighs are exposed, and there are fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Makeup couldn't hide the traces left by the years, and she was looking at Angela who came in with some surprise.

"New here?" The succubus quickly regained his composure, and looked at Angela with the eyes of a senior looking at a junior. There was a trace of envy in the depths of his eyes. What a young body, what a godly eye, when she was young , how many male demons will go crazy just by her glance.

It's a pity that time has passed... She is also old.

"I'm not a junior who came to steal your business. I'm the sole heir to the Succubus royal family, the king of the Succubus—Angela Oster." Angela raised her hand, and a holy flower lit up in her palm. The white lotus flower slowly rotates in the light, and then blooms.

"Holy white lotus!"

The succubus looked at the white lotus in Angela's palm in disbelief, and thought of some legends, his body began to tremble slightly, he hurriedly got up on the bed, knelt down in front of Angela, with his forehead on the ground, respectful and humble Said: "Respected king, please forgive my recklessness and impoliteness, you have finally come again."

"Sister Angela is the king? Then why does she want to be a waiter?" Amy looked puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

"I didn't expect the king of the succubi to appear again. No wonder she can cultivate to the eighth level. It turned out that she was recognized by the holy white lotus." Irina was thoughtful, thinking of some records about the succubus that she had seen before.

Many years ago, the succubus also had its brilliance, and the name of the king of the succubus also shone on the Nolan continent.

But with the death of the king of Meizu,

The Succubus tribe gradually declined, and their tribesmen scattered all over the mainland. Because of their charm talent, they became playthings of all tribes and were labeled as Yingdang.

Probably everyone has forgotten, including the succubus themselves, what they once believed in was the most pure and pure holy white lotus, which emerges from the mud without being stained.

"Get up." Angela put away the white lotus, reached out to help the succubus up from the ground, and put a sheet on her.

The succubus still didn't dare to look directly at Angela, and lowered its head, its body trembling slightly from excitement.

"I'll take you away." Angela looked at the succubus and said.

The succubus suddenly raised its head and looked at Angela in disbelief.

For many years, even the succubus himself has gradually begun to no longer believe in the legend about the sacred white lotus.

They indulged in sensuality, treated themselves as men's playthings, and let them vent their animal desires in exchange for very little money.

They have no way to resist, and they have no ability to resist.

No matter where they go, they are always labeled as humble and slutty.

So they lay in the small house in this dark alley, accepting all this calmly.

However, the succubus with the white lotus in his hand really appeared!

She came to this dirty and dark alley, held out her hand to her, and said that she would take her out of here.

"Where are you going?" The succubus hesitated for a moment, and asked softly. Before coming to Shell Island, she had had enough of wandering and wandering, and she was afraid of experiencing that kind of life again.

"Perhaps you have all forgotten that we succubi once had their own territory, a holy land full of white lotus." Angela looked at the succubus and said softly, "I'll take you home."

The succubus was stunned, home, what a strange word.

Tears could not stop falling from the corners of her eyes, and then turned into silent sobs.

"Close the door, don't take anything, and be ready to leave with me at any time, and no one will force you to do anything in the future." Angela patted her shoulder lightly, turned and went out, and walked to the next bungalow.

The succubus looked at Angela's back, quickly wiped away tears, found the long skirt she wore when she was young from the bottom of the cabinet, and put it on herself.

The coarse cloth dress, a little ugly, but it blocked all the parts that the animals liked, and then closed the door heavily.

"Unexpectedly interesting." Irina took Amy away, but did not follow Angela again, and took Amy back to the restaurant.

"The king of Meizu? Is it new?" Mag raised his eyebrows after listening to Irina's narration, feeling that things were not that simple.

Irina said: "I have read in the book that the king of the Meizu is best at spiritual magic attacks, killing people invisible, and even controlling the behavior of others. Although the Succubus did not dominate one side back then, but because the king of the Meizu existence, no race dares to provoke it easily."

"It seems that she wants to revive the Succubus and is re-gathering the tribe." McGonagall was thoughtful.

"The situation is somewhat similar to that of the night elves, but it is not an easy task for her to take away all the succubus under the nose of the Palace of Ten Kings." Irina shook her head, "After all, she is not me."

Although it was a bit pretentious, Mag had to admit that there was nothing wrong with what Irina said.

"It seems that we have indeed recruited a problematic employee." McGonagall felt a little headache.

"When necessary, I will give her a little help, just treat it as an employee benefit." Irina said boldly.

"You are really a good lady boss." Mag was a little sour.

"Yes, I knew I could be qualified for this role."

"It's easy to say anything...but next time, please don't take Xiaomi to visit the brothel." Looking at the somewhat complacent Irina, Mag said helplessly, is this something a normal mother would do.

"Hmm." Irina responded noncommittally.

"I'm going out too, and I need someone to help me." Mag and Irina said, got up and went out, and walked towards the beach.

At the price of a shrimp, Mag rented the previous deep-sea submarine from the system, found an unoccupied coast, drove the submarine away from Shell Island, and dived directly into the deep sea.