Super God Knight Evolution

In the next few days, Liang Bing and An Lan kept repeating the rhythm of that day.

After getting up, they traveled around the world to buy clothes, then watched movies, drank coffee, drank milk tea, and played on the swings, and read books for more than an hour before the library closed.

After closing, they returned to Demon No. 1 with a pile of philosophy and literature books that Liang Bing liked, as well as the dark web novels recommended by An Lan.

After returning, while Liang Bing was reading, An Lan would usually choose to wander around Demon No. 1, get in touch with different demons, get familiar with the structure of Demon No. 1, and the profession of each demon.

Then from time to time, Liang Bing would call An Lan over, either in the Demon Hall, or in the conference room, or simply in Liang Bing's bedroom, for a philosophical debate.

A doctrine or order must have a core argument that can stand up to scrutiny, and there must not be obvious logical loopholes. Even if there are loopholes, they must be able to make up for them with their own theories.

If this cannot be done, then a doctrine will fall into nihilism, and the advocate will fall into a vicious cycle of self-doubt.

After several debates, Liang Bing's record was all losses.

First of all, Liang Bing is not very good at debate. Secondly, Liang Bing's theory of depravity and freedom is somewhat nihilistic, and there are too many places to fill.

Liang Bing is the defensive party. She needs to make her doctrines and propositions perfect, at least without obvious loopholes, in order to win over An Lan in the debate, or at least to tie the victory or defeat.

But Liang Bing's shortcoming is that she can't read or learn anything she doesn't agree with.

Other people's stones can polish jade. What a doctrine needs to do is to fill in the details as much as possible to make up for the shortcomings and defects, and it is not a pity to quote the views of others or even enemies for this purpose.

Liang Bing's personality is destined to make her unable to complete her theory of depravity and freedom.

And An Lan is the offensive party.

He only needs to grasp his own advantageous views, or the loopholes in the debate opponent's views, so An Lan is invincible from the beginning.

After several debates, An Lan also won some prizes, and experienced the material and feel of stockings of different brands such as Balenciaga, Burberry, Hermes, and Chanel.

Very smooth.

That day, Liang Bing finally stopped arguing with An Lan. After losing for so many days in a row and being taken advantage of so many times, Liang Bing also felt that it was time to take a break.

"An Lan, come to the No. 6 combat meeting room."

"Hey, here I come~"

After lunch, An Lan changed into a handsome suit and combed his hair into an adult look. I thought he would go shopping with Liang Bing as usual.

But after seeing Liang Bing's dress, I found that it was not the same as expected.

The makeup was still Liang Bing's makeup, but the clothes were those of the demon queen Morgana. Overall, it was the state of the demon queen Liang Bing.

Behind Liang Bing, there were several demons wearing black sunglasses and black suits disguised as humans.

"Where are you going today, my old baby." An Lan teased, and untied his tie and threw it aside.

Then he unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and adjusted the cuffs of his suit. The business-style suit that was originally very similar to those demons instantly became casual.

Wearing the same clothes as others is a taboo when you are out there.

Liang Bing's eyes lit up when she saw An Lan's operation. She looked him up and down and praised him, "You have good taste in clothes.

When you wear similar clothes, you look more handsome than others.

Also, you should call me Queen, or Liang Bing, what does "old baby" mean?"

An Lan smiled but said nothing.

Liang Bing didn't care too much about An Lan's reaction. She waved her hand and said, "Let's not go out to play today. Let's do some serious work.

Some people say that a powerful demon is sealed somewhere on the earth. Elbow, let's go and take a look."

Without waiting for An Lan to answer, Liang Bing used wormhole technology to transfer the group (the demon) to a desert with endless yellow sand.

Liang Bing walked in the front, pointed at the building in the distance and said, "It's right there, someone is there to pick us up."

An Lan walked quickly to Liang Bing's side, almost walking side by side with Liang Bing, and complained, "If you can use the wormhole to transfer directly, why not transfer directly to the bottom of the altar."

The demons following behind the two of them followed closely, not daring to get too close to them, for fear of hearing something they shouldn't hear, and secretly admired An Lan's social skills.

It's only been a few days, not only can he go shopping, watch movies, drink coffee and swing with the Queen every day, but he even entered the Queen's bedroom yesterday.

Is this the legendary little white face?

I can't envy it.

"Hmph, sister, I created an opportunity for you to chat with me, and you are still not satisfied?"

Liang Bing twisted her waist and walked forward, complaining: "It takes about 5 minutes for us to walk from here to there. In these 5 minutes, you can talk to me a lot.

Say something, but don't argue with me, it's a headache."

Liang Bing gradually liked the feeling of communicating with An Lan, even if most of the communication was nonsense and meaningless, it made Liang Bing feel very interesting.

An Lan glanced at the sexy long legs wrapped in black leather clothes and smiled: "This is the first time I see you wearing this outfit with this makeup.

Although it is said that beauty is always beautiful, it is true that a good figure must be matched with beauty to complement each other.

I just love your legs to death."

"Hmph!"

Liang Bing took great advantage of An Lan's praise, raised her chin slightly and said proudly: "Queen, there is no imperfection in my body.

You only focus on my legs, sister, and your vision is still too narrow. "

An Lan smiled and suddenly asked without any argument: "Are you wearing stockings under your leather jacket?"

Liang Bing's expression suddenly changed, his eyes evading, looking a little embarrassed.

The bet made during yesterday's debate was that if Liang Bing lost, she would wear the stockings An Lan selected for her in the next week. This wasn't a big bet originally. Liang Bing had always had the habit of wearing black stockings when dressing casually.

However, who could have expected that something serious would suddenly happen today?

"You're crazy."

Liang Bing said angrily: "A serious person, any serious person would wear stockings under a leather jacket. Isn't that unnecessary?"

"I just asked you if you were wearing anything." An Lan still asked with a smile.

Liang Bing's eyes flickered, and Xiafei's cheeks felt that his walking posture was unnatural. After hesitating for a long time, he still whispered in reply: "Wearing... wearing."

My Queen, I always keep my word. "

To be honest, wearing stockings under leather pants is really uncomfortable. But in order to fulfill the bet, Liang Bing endured it.

What if An Lan, the man he had finally recruited, becomes dissatisfied and runs away because he breaks his promise?

"haha."

An Lan joked: "It seems that you are not a serious goddess."

Hearing An Lan's teasing and seeing An Lan's slightly playful eyes, Liang Bing was extremely shy, and casually found an excuse and angrily said: "Who asked you to walk side by side with me?

You are the boss and I am the boss. What if someone else admits they are wrong? "

An Lan raised her eyebrows and fell a few steps behind without saying a word, then stared intently at Liang Bing's hips that swayed from side to side as she walked.

Sensing An Lan's eyes, Liang Bing felt even more uncomfortable. She always felt like An Lan's eyes could see through everything, or directly tear off her disguise.

"Does it look good?" Liang Bing asked with a smile.

"You just said that there is no imperfection in your body. Now I deeply agree with your words."

An Lan answered Liang Bing's question sideways with a smile.

"Want to take a photo?" Liang Bing asked again.

An Lan thought for a moment and replied seriously: "Next time, there really isn't that atmosphere here."

Ah!

Liang Bing was very happy with An Lan's answer. I dare you to answer it.

"Do you have to kneel down on the bed with my back to you, Queen, so that you can have that atmosphere when taking pictures?" Liang Bing asked through gritted teeth.

"It's great if you have such an awareness. Let's bet on this next time."

"You want to be beautiful.

You little bastard, even I dare to have sex with the Queen! "

Liang Bing, who was a little shy, cursed and pulled An Lan to the side, punching and kicking him flirtatiously, but of course, he didn't use any force.

An Lan was not used to Liang Bing's bad temper, so he also responded with fists and kicks. Of course, there was no effort either.

The demons following the two looked at the two fighting in front of them and couldn't help but look at each other, wondering how good their relationship had become.

After a while, will the demon army have an extra regent?

After fighting and fussing all the way, everyone finally reached the foot of the altar.

"Stop making trouble and be serious."

Although Liang Bing enjoyed chatting and joking with An Lan, business was more important, so he straightened his expression and patted An Lan's hand away.

An old man in white robes standing under the altar saw Liang Bing leading the crowd and hurried over to greet him.

After exchanging a few words with Liang Bing, he led everyone to the altar and introduced: "This altar has a history of more than a thousand years..."

Liang Bing curled his lips and said disdainfully: "More than a thousand years is not called history.

It takes more than a thousand years for me to do anything casually. "

An Lan, who was walking beside Liang Bing, joked: "For example, it took more than a thousand years to recuperate after being wiped out by Kesha."

"Depend on!

If you don't know how to speak, don't speak! "

Liang Bing, who was hit hard, scolded An Lan angrily, then turned to the old man in white and ordered: "Continue talking."

The old man stared at An Lan and felt that An Lan was definitely not an ordinary person because he could stand side by side with the Demon Queen and talk and laugh.

But what does all this have to do with me, a bit player?

The old man in white continued to introduce: "It is said that a thousand years ago, the high priests sealed this demon here.

But if you want to break the seal and do what you are told, no one has the ability to do it. "

"What do you mean?" Liang Bing asked.

"They say they need to find God's golden comb, Kunpeng's feathers, and the Black Knight's sword.

Finally, a spell is needed. "

What the hell is this?

An Lan complained: "Isn't this pure and simple deception? God and Kunpeng, this wave of Chinese and Western combination, even today's Internet writers will not write like this.

There is also the Black Knight Sword. I don’t know whether I need Dark Sword Twenty-One or Dark Sword Twenty-Two?

It's okay to say that you can wait until 21 in a few years. It would be troublesome if it was Dark Sword Twenty-Two. This is something that does not exist at all. "

Liang Bing ignored An Lan. An Lan always said strange and meaningless things inexplicably. Liang Bing was used to it.