The Strongest Anger Upgrade System

"But I don't have you, I have another person in my heart!"

"Is he better than me?" Jonah asked.

Feng Lele nodded slightly, "He is the best man in the world."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jonah's mouth and said, "But this most outstanding man has no way to save you, no way to take you out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"Now I can take you out of the sea of ​​suffering, and only I can take you away. The saint son of the Dark Council, the best man of all blood races."

Feng Lele shrugged indifferently and said to himself: "He's back."

Jonah chuckled and said, "Did you say this to yourself or me?"

"Both."

Jonah took a deep breath and took out a gift box from behind.

"I won't talk about these unpleasant things today." He opened the gift box, which contained a delicate little cake.

"Today is your birthday! Happy birthday to you!" He smiled, and took out a delicate small box from his pocket. Inside the box were two delicate earrings, which were shining with silver-gray light.

"This is made of dragon scales. I see you have a dragon scale hanging on your body, and you seem to like it very much, so I went to the sea to hunt a ninth-level sea dragon, took two of his inverted scales, and made them into earrings. Here to you... I hope you can be happy."

Feng Lele smiled slightly and took the earrings, "Thank you!"

"Actually you are very good, you are indeed a good man. There are countless women who fall in love with you, and are willing to be crazy for you."

"If you give this pair of earrings to the Queen of England, she will definitely fall in love with you."

"I would love to be friends with you..." Feng Lele smiled.

Jonah shrugged and smiled relieved: "Even if I'm a friend, I won't give up pursuing you."

He clicked, pulled Feng Lele to blow out, and made a wish.

"I guess you must make a wish, and the man you love appears in front of you."

Feng Lele finished making a wish and opened his eyes and smiled: "You guessed it wrong!"

"My wish is for him to be safe and to find a woman to live well."

Jonah shook his head incomprehensibly, "I really don't understand what you guys think."

"Our Chinese culture has been around for five thousand years. The Confucian and Mencius way is still in use today, and you naturally don't understand it."

"But it doesn't prevent me from liking you. After all, only I here know that your birthday is today."

The two chatted, and suddenly a gentle laugh came from the door: "Jonah, you are wrong. But not only do you know Lele's birthday, I also know..."

It was another saint who came in, Gillian.

She was holding a delicate vial with black blood in it.

Jonah was slightly startled and asked, "This is?"

"This is the diluted blood of the ancestor, and Lele will more easily get the recognition of the ancestor by absorbing this."

Feng Lele looked at her incomprehensibly, "But, if that's the case...are you not?"

"This does not hinder me. If the ancestor can recognize me, it will naturally allow me to survive. If I don't recognize it, even if I give you this precious bottle of ancestor blood, it is useless."

Although Feng Lele and Gillian are in a hostile relationship, this does not affect their personal relationship.

In private, their relationship is not as fierce as it is on the surface.

Hostile to hostile, that is what the Dark Council needs.

There are more than a dozen saints, and only two of them are left in ten years, and there is a sense of sympathy in them.

The three of them are a simple but complicated love triangle.

Jonah smiled bitterly at Gillian and said, "Here you are, our cakes are not enough!"

Gillian raised her head slightly, "Then I will eat with Lele, you don't eat."

Jonah retorted: "But this is the cake I brought."

"Huh! The cake specially made by the court bakers, you have never eaten it to me!"

"Come on! You have the idea of ​​hitting me again, and the idea of ​​hitting Lele again."

Gillian laughed. "Who makes me love you two?"

"Give up! We are a couple, Lele doesn't like girls."

"But she doesn't like you either." Gillian smiled.

Jonah clutched his heart and gave her a blank look. "You don't need to emphasize this!"

"Actually I don't like men." Gillian smiled slyly, and then said: "I like you because you are more beautiful than women."

"Boom!" Suddenly there were loud noises outside.

The little maid actually ran in and shouted at Feng Lele with a shocked face: "My lord! Look at it!"

"What's that outside?"

"What?" Feng Lele was puzzled.

"Quick!" The little maid took Feng Lele's hand and rushed upstairs. She often looked at the sea window.

Jonah and Gillian looked at each other and followed.

When they saw Feng Lele, Feng Lele's eyes were dull.

They followed Feng Lele's gaze and saw that the dark sea surface was actually blooming with splendid fireworks.

Under a bright moon, fireworks exploded and formed several men, "Lele! Happy birthday!"

Several jets of water rose into the sky, and the entire sea seemed to have become a stage.

She looked back at Jonah suspiciously. Jonah shook his head and said, "I didn't prepare this. It seems that the one who knows Lele's birthday doesn't know the two of us."

Lin Chen turned his head and looked around, and saw a person standing at the top of a water column hundreds of meters high, with hundreds of fire yuan symbols around him, and hundreds of fire pillars rising up to illuminate the words "Happy Birthday".

Feng Lele burst into tears, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jonah shook his head and asked, "Are you Chinese people so romantic?"

"But if it's like this, aren't you afraid of sea beasts?"

"Even if you are not afraid of sea beasts, this city defense should treat them as invaders, right?"

When Jonah was puzzled, Feng Lele rushed out without even thinking about it.

Jonah quickly followed, but at this time there were countless fierce sea beasts surrounding the city wall.

There was the Murloc King watching him closely behind him, and Feng Lele rushed to the gate and was stopped by someone.

The Aphrodite drove directly to the gate of the wall, and the Dark Council was different from the United States.

Feng Lele has certain rights in the Dark Council, and she is relatively free. The Dark Council does not restrict her to accept her own power.

The Bright Church is different. It not only restricts Lan Ling, but also imprisons her.

Lin Chen's arrival here can be said to be Feng Lele's forces.

With his current strength, he could also coerce the British royal family to let them surrender Feng Lele.

Lin Chen got off the Aphrodite and walked to the gate.

The soldiers on the wall shouted nervously, but Feng Lele was full of excitement.

"It's his own! Open the door!" Brandt saw that Lin Chen's eyes were full of surprise, and he ordered the soldiers on the wall.

Brandt, who once met Lin Chen in the vine forest and became Lin Chen's subordinate, has become a ninth-level master of the Dark Council.

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