The leader of the fallen angel, the black widow.

A woman wearing a long black dress for many years, with her collar extending to her turtle collar, and her long skirt falls to her ankles, wrapping her whole body tightly, even wearing black gloves on her hands.

The fallen angel killers all wore white masks, but she wore pure black masks.

Above the black base, a darker color was faintly painted with a black poisonous dragon flower.

Thirty years ago, the young organization of Fallen Angels became famous in the black forbidden area with its strong posture, and everyone knew it.

But no one has seen the appearance of Black Widow.

She wore a mask, a long skirt, a European lady's black veil hat, and a ghostly black dress, calling herself a black widow.

Thinking of Black Widow, such an iconic image will appear in many people's memories.

Bai Mo is now standing in front of her.

On the black widow's shoulder was a pure black spider the size of an adult man's palm. At first glance, you might think it was an ornament on your clothes.

But Bai Mo clearly saw the black spider moving when he saw the black widow talking, stretching out his limbs and wandering on the black widow's shoulders.

"Serra Angel, although your assassination of Junxian in China failed, fortunately, your return to the fallen angel's performance did not disappoint me."

The voice of the Black Widow is a rough and hoarse feeling like it was burned by fire, just like the black crow on the cross outside the ruined church in Europe, which is rough and terrifying and stung to the eardrums.

What she said was: Xing Yu stopped her from challenging her halfway.

Although this island is not big, it is not small.

What happened just now was so soon reached Black Widow's ears. It seemed that the entire island, namely the Fallen Angels organization, was under the control of Black Widow.

Except for her.

Bai Mo smiled and said proudly: "If only the seven kills can easily take the life of Seraphites, I think--"

The fallen angel can close the door early!

Black Widow was displeased: "Hmm? Seraph, what do you want to say?"

How can I defeat the enemy if I am strong and I am weak?

Despicable development, don’t be sluggish, we can win!

Bai Mo followed the words he hadn't finished just now: "...I can only give her the position of Seraphite to sit."

Then, she changed her mind and said, "But Qi Killing is not as good as others. This is not my fault. It seems that I will be two years later."

Don't get me wrong. Bai Mo didn't think that someone could defeat her, but—

She wanted to change her taste, kick the Black Widow away, become the leader of the fallen angel, and reach the peak of her life!

The Black Widow obviously didn't get this point, otherwise she would definitely have someone kill Bai Mo in minutes, instead of being as calm as she is now, half praise and half warning, saying:

"As a Seraph, it is very good for you to have this ideological awareness, but don't be too arrogant. There are many outstanding young people. There are many people who want to replace the Seraph!"

This baby made it!

The waves of the Yangtze River push the waves forward, and the waves die on the beach.

You may also be the foreboding ~

Bai Mo thought with a dark smile, but said, "I must know this, and you don't have to worry about it all the time. They definitely don't have this opportunity."

You should worry about yourself, stupid mortal!

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When Bai Mo left, the black widow put her back on her shoulder. The terrifying black spider seemed to be able to understand the owner's wishes, and crawled from her shoulder to the back of her hand obediently.

The black widow looked at the spider wandering on the back of her hand, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was talking to the big black spider.

The voice is still so rough and harsh.
Chapter completed!