My Archangel

However, even though Qiao Wen's movements were already quite gentle on the way, as a feeling of weightlessness spread, the half-asleep archangel opened his eyes.

The angle of view flipped one hundred and eighty degrees, and her aquamarine eyes looked around for a moment. When she realized that she seemed to be in a state of being held by Qiao Wen, she suddenly struggled.

"Wait, please don't disturb Master Elisa, your current state is not suitable for hurrying, I can only hold you and leave here like this, please bear with me, understand?"

Perceiving the archangel's reaction, Qiao Wen said so, but the archangel's struggle became more intense.

That gesture of definite resistance, as if unwilling to leave here.

"Mr. Al, I don't think this lady angel doesn't want to leave here, but there is something wrong with your method."

At this moment, Heli's voice came from behind Qiao Wen again.

"Do you... call this posture a hug?"

The expression on her face was a little weird, staring at the archangel who was being folded by Qiao Wen on his shoulders, with his head stuck behind Qiao Wen, and a seat of beautiful golden long hair dragged to the ground like a broom, her eyes were quite blank. .

"I can't help it, now that the black mist hits me, I don't feel it as soon as I touch the parts of my body. Only this posture is the most labor-saving. In addition to two hands, I can use my shoulders..."

Opening his mouth, Qiaowen explained to the two of them in this way, but neither Erisa nor Heli seemed to agree with this statement.

Especially the archangel, even though his back was facing her at this time, Qiao Wen still felt a strong anger from the latter.

"Understood...then let's change to the back."

With a somewhat helpless sigh, Qiao Wen put the archangel down again.

"Um... Mr. Al, I personally hope you can hold this lady angel directly..."

At this moment, Heli's hesitant voice came from behind Qiao Wen again.

"If you carry her on your back... there will be no separation between me and these dark matter. Well, I'm a little worried about my life safety..."

After Qiao Wen turned her head and stared at it with some doubts, Heli scratched her cheek and said in embarrassment.

Since the current width of this channel can only accommodate two or three people in parallel, at this time, there is dark matter lingering around the archangel, and she can't pass Qiao Wen to the front.

"Understood, then I will ask Master Elisa's opinion first."

Nodding his head, Qiao Wen looked at the archangel who had already begun to tremble while standing beside him again.

However, before Qiao Wen could speak, he noticed that the lord angel who seemed to be sleepy had slightly opened his arms to him.

"…excuse me."

Seeing this, Qiao Wen didn't hesitate, he stretched out his hand and hugged the archangel sideways.

"It's okay, there will be a way..."

With such a word in his mouth, Qiao Wen took a deep breath and walked alone in front of the aisle without knowing whether it was for himself or for others.

Under the entanglement of dark matter, Qiao Wen's hands that had just regained consciousness and the vicinity of his chest soon lost consciousness again.

However, due to the physical strengthening effect brought by Elysha's protection, he could still continue to walk at this time.

"..."

On the other side, being held by Qiao Wen in a posture that was not standard at all, Erisa calmed down very cooperatively.

A pair of emerald-like eyes stared blankly at the black mist that was constantly entwining Qiao Wen's body. She blinked, and raised her head a little while enduring the drowsiness, and watched Qiao Wen carefully. s face.

A strange feeling gradually rose in the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, the wound on her body that had caused her despair inexplicably relapsed, but she did not feel lonely and helpless this time as it was at that time.

This is probably... because I already have some coping experience?

Or... is it because this time I have an extra relationship with a foolish human who is not afraid of death occasionally?

As her thoughts gradually became confused, Elisa instinctively began to think about the nature of this strange feeling in her heart.

What exactly is this feeling?

Is it peace of mind?

But... this human being is obviously very weak.

Even the current self can poke him down with just one finger, too weak.

There is no element in the whole body that can give a sense of peace.

But... if it is not for peace of mind, what is this feeling?

Dimly, as the more intense sleepiness struck, after perffusing herself with the excuse that she could barely fall asleep while being held, Erisa finally gave up thinking.

However, the follow-up development of most things in the world is always imperfect, such as now.

"Um, I'm sorry, Lord Elisa, I don't know when my shoelaces are loose, I have been tossing them since a while ago, and I almost tripped over after a few steps. Wait for me to tie them."

When Elisa was about to fall asleep again, Qiao Wen suddenly heard a somewhat random voice in her ear.

Then, she felt her legs returned to the ground.

"..."

A solid touch came from under her feet, and her hazy eyes opened somewhat suspiciously. Elisa blinked, and the expression on her face that was still satisfied gradually disappeared.

She lowered her head slightly and looked at Qiao Wen, who was squatting on the ground beside her, tying her shoelaces. She always felt unhappy.

Although this human being does not seem to be to blame, it is just inexplicably unhappy.

The next moment, her cheeks bulged slightly, and she made a slightly rare behavior that she didn't even think about the reason.

"...?"

Qiao Wen, who was tying his shoelaces, was suddenly shocked as a little weight suddenly came from his back.

He tilted his head subconsciously, but found that the archangel he had just put down suddenly sits on his back for some reason.

"That... Master Elisa? What are you doing?"

Opening his mouth, Qiao Wen tightened the other shoelace while looking at the archangel blankly.

However, the latter seemed to yawn as if he hadn't heard Qiao Wen's voice. He placed his hands on his thighs and tilted his head, and his upper body became shaky again.

'This guy……?'

After blinking his eyes and vaguely realizing this, Qiao Wen just wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly there was a voice in front of him that sounded extremely soft.