My Archangel

If the follow-up situation really turns into that, by then he, the master who has mastered the talent of the dragon... how much will he be affected?

Qiao Wen didn't know, he didn't want to spend too much useless thinking on this aspect now.

Let's talk about the expedition and the monster first.

"Then...this is the uncle."

Sighing and taking back his thoughts, Qiao Wen stopped the movement of the dragon's breathing and turned his gaze to Morik who was lying on the ground in the distance.

This uncle, although confidently planning to have a battle with him this time, it is a pity that the real he fell directly without even punching.

"Uncle, wake up, your dreams are gone, and be a tool man with peace of mind."

When he walked to Molick and squatted down, Qiao Wen stretched out his hand and patted the bright and clean back of the uncle's head.

Frankly speaking, the reason why Qiao Wen hadn't excessively stimulated the emotions of those dead faces before was that in addition to the intention to induce those dead faces that entangled him at the time, he did plan to protect Morik's personal safety.

This tool man is indeed very important to him now.

After all...because of the preference of the relationship between the two young gods, Qiao Wen has already become a thorn in the world consciousness. As long as he stays in this world, he will be in bad luck.

Before, because everyone around him was a great guy who didn't need to worry about bad luck at all, but could in turn hug Qiao Wen, Qiao Wen hadn't noticed this.

But now it's different.

Only humans can participate in Lisiren's expedition.

In addition, whether it is a "human" whose life level has risen to a god, or the existence of a race other than human beings, the expedition will eventually fail to proceed.

At this time, Qiaowen wanted to find a teammate who could at least save his life under his doom halo... it was too difficult.

In this regard, Morik, who is also a disaster star, may be the only one.

Although Qiao Wen also thought about looking for a chance to eat all the dead faces in the fire, take Li Siren from the bottom of the pot, kick out the whole game, and let himself take control of the overall situation... But at this time, it is obviously still serious behind him. The dragon in the indigestion stage, he dismissed this idea again.

Just eating a small portion of it has caused such a big change to the dragon, and it must be impossible to eat a fat man in one breath.

At least not now.

Qiao Wen planned to wait until he digested this batch of dead faces, and then looked at the results of the digestion before making a decision.

At least two hands must be prepared.

Therefore, for the time being... teammates are still needed.

"It seems that I was hurt a bit badly, and realized I haven't recovered yet?"

Runes appeared in the palm of his hand, while he was manipulating the healing runes to sweep across the open wounds on Morik's body one by one, Qiao Wen wondered about another thing.

Judging from the current situation, this Morik's simulation battle is probably impossible to fight.

After all, even the fire that was originally used to boost Morik has now been swallowed as a bite by him. Even if Morik is cured now, it is a platinum midstream level.

How should I put it, even if judging from the performance of this uncle yesterday, he would probably... not quite fight against him now.

Anyway, the identity of the tool man, this uncle has been determined.

However, due to the failure of the match this time, Qiao Wen had some itchy hands instead.

He found that he really didn't reject this feeling of combat, especially after the taste yesterday, he is now even more addicted.

After returning home yesterday, he immersed himself in studying for a whole day. Now he really wants to find a suitable opponent to move his body.

"...Huh? Huh?"

At this moment, after being drenched by Qiao Wen's healing magic from start to finish, Morik, who had been unconscious with the face of a dead man, let out a few weird screams and suddenly opened his eyes.

After waking up, he looked as if he had received some kind of irritation, and he sat up from the ground on the spot, with a horrified expression, looking around.

"It's okay, those flames are gone now."

Qiao Wen could have already seen from the expression on Morik's face that this uncle might have been terribly scared before, plus he had just woke up now and he hasn't gotten over.

"...!?!?"

However, I don’t know if the stimulus I had received was excessive, or if the idea of ​​killing Qiao Wen with the dead face was still in Morik’s body. At this time, after hearing Qiao Wen’s voice, the uncle screamed. Turning his head, he stared at Qiao Wen with inexplicable and strange eyes.

"...What do you think about you?"

Suddenly he was stared at, and Qiao Wen, who had already relaxed, was shocked. He instinctively learned the way he did when he was repairing the TV when he was a child. Runes appeared on the palm of his hand, and he raised his hand and slapped Morik's smooth and clean. On the back of the head.

Although there was still shallow hair on his head yesterday, I don’t know if he made up his mind or something like that. The uncle shaved all his hair clean again. At this time, he took the photo directly. "A thief sounded.

"...Oh, oh??!"

The effect was immediate, and as the brain trembled, the expression on Morik's face changed obviously and became clear again.

"who am I?"

However, after seeing this scene, Qiao Wen was still a little uneasy. He raised his hand again, pointed at himself, and then asked Morik.

"Joe, brother Qiaowen...?"

Upon seeing this, Molick was stunned, and responded like this.

——!

As soon as the voice fell, the rune appeared on Qiao Wen's palm again, and his wrist was turned.

"hiss……?!"

Morik's brain trembled again with the sound of a cold breath leaking from his mouth.

"Little brother Qiaowen? The name is right, but I think there is a problem with the name."

With that said, Qiao Wen looked at the brawny man in front of him with friendly eyes, and reminded: "You, I added fire and made me hang the hammer. Even your life was saved by me. You shouldn't call it now. Team leader?"

"……what?"

I don't know if it was because of just waking up or being stunned, Morik's reaction now seemed obviously a little slow.

However, after Qiao Wen waited quietly for a while after saying these words, Morik suddenly changed his expression in front of him, and quickly looked down at his whole body.

In his body, although most of the wounds caused by being almost washed out by the face of a dead man have been healed by Qiao's gentle hand, there are still some residues.

And... the sticky blood stains on the clothes all reminded him that he might have been half in the ground just now.

Then, Molick raised his head stiffly, staring at Qiao Wen in astonishment, clearly aware of something.