The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Dressed in white, with wings on the back, smiling, kind and amiable. Under the light, there are white and black. What you see with your own eyes is not real.

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All the rules of the clock tower, the clock tower has the final say. - Bell Tower

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The scorching sun is like fire, and the scorching light roasts the earth, as if it echoes up and down, it becomes orange-red together with the sky.

Six pm.

"It's dinner time again, so, let's come..."

The man wore a black robe, and a pair of huge black wings on his back symbolized his identity. Two black horns grew on his forehead, his face was hideous, and he smiled strangely. He stretched out his pale fingers, and faltered in the terrified crowd.

"Which ones are the lucky ones today?"

This is the seventh day that the earth has been occupied by demons.

In the small room, people crowded together. In this scorching hot weather, the discomfort is severe, and the taste is indescribable.

But now, no one was paying attention to these things, instead, when the man pointed at him, he shrank back in horror behind the crowd. It seems that if you are squeezed tightly and feel more secure, you will not be selected.

On the contrary, the demon looked at the crowded crowd and grinned.

"Just you."

The group of people pointed out were pale and terrified, and the people who escaped the disaster let out a breath, showed a relaxed expression, and stepped back to the side to stay away from the group of people.

The devil smiled and hooked his fingers.

"Come out, lucky ones. Don't let me invite you."

A group of people stood still, not daring to take a step forward.

The smile on the demon's face faded away, becoming impatient.

"etc."

A clear and kind voice came in from outside, followed by a man in white. He had white skin, white hair, and white wings.

White is the color of holiness. This color has always been used to describe simplicity and beauty.

Under this circumstance, seeing this angel-like man can't help but make those who were pointed out just now feel a little bit of life.

They looked at him expectantly.

The angels didn't seem to let them down either.

He glanced at them with a smile, then looked at the demon in black and said, "Let them go with me."

The demon glanced at the angel and smiled.

"Well, then."

The angel beckoned to those people, "Come here, come with me."

From the brink of death to life, the huge surprise smashed everyone into a daze, smiled excitedly, and walked towards the angel subconsciously.

There are also some people who were not selected just now, with envy in their eyes, and want to secretly follow the angel. However, the devil's eyes were so sharp, he looked at him.

He smiled and said, "The lucky ones who are not selected can't leave here."

The person who moved to secretly follow his mind froze immediately.

The demon said helplessly: "It's a pity. It seems that tonight, you can't see the performance from the lucky ones. But it doesn't matter, I swear, I will let you see it tomorrow night."

Broken limbs, head, blood spurting, no breathing ups and downs, only a bald man... The picture flashed in my mind, and everyone shrank abruptly, full of panic.

Yuanxi lowered his head and followed the angel in front with the flow of people.

After a few minutes, the angel stopped.

Facing the crowd, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have survived temporarily."

Someone immediately found the loophole in his words, "What? Survive for a while... Didn't we escape from the devil with you?"