The Titans onlookers seemed to be stunned and didn't respond for a long time.

Barr suddenly whispered: "If you want to settle the score, just ask Abaddon to settle the score."

Raphael paused slightly while covering his eyes, and the other exposed eye looked at him in confusion.

"He invited me." Barr didn't think it was shameless to betray others. In fact, he enjoyed the feeling of betrayal.

Raphael didn't have to think about the reason. "Because of Poggy?"

Speaking of this, Barr also disagrees. "The punishment for throwing it to the tenth realm is indeed too much."

Raphael felt very wronged, "I just mentioned that place casually."

"Then?"

"Then he said I was threatening him."

"..." Barr had no impression of Poggy, but he was very impressed by Raphael's favorite report, so he said, "As an angel, don't you feel ashamed of a child?"

Raphael's eyebrows hopped, and a trace of dangerous emotions flashed in his eyes.

Bar suddenly turned around and whispered to the stupid Titan audience: "Do you want to know how advanced Paradise Medical is?"

Raphael looked at the Titans' expressions that were easily fooled to "suddenly realize", and suddenly understood Barr's plan.

"You can demonstrate." Barr took a step back and walked into a call.

Raphael was slow to move.

To demonstrate means he needs to put his hands down... But as the spokesperson of the great god, how could he, the six-winged seraph of the angel, do this ridiculous performance with a dark circle?

Wang Xiaoming kindly asked, "Do you need help?"

Raphael glanced at him, "Would you like to get a punch to demonstrate?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Why?"

"Because this is how they can understand the magic of the medicine," said Raphael.

"I mean, don't you already have one on your face? Why do you want others to take another shot?" Wang Xiaoming blinked.

But no matter how innocent his expression seemed, in Raphael's mind, he had been put into the category of a wolf in sheep's clothing.

He took a deep breath and turned slowly.

Although there was an annoying hand on his face, it obviously did not damage his charm. When the corners of his mouth raised and smiled, there were bursts of gas and exclamations coming from below.

"I think you will have such a moment of distress." Raphael's voice was very calm, and even with a hint of temptation in his calmness. "I accidentally encountered some rude and rude violent elements, but were attacked by the other party because they maintained their demeanor and etiquette. Although you stepped on the other party in the end, in order to avoid the worries of your family, you really want to remove the scars on your body..."

Wang Xiaoming whispered to Barr: "He seems to be hinting."

"It's clear." Barr hugged his chest.

If it were normal, he would definitely rush up and fight him at this time. However, considering the advantage he had just taken, he decided to classify his performance as the abnormality of a loser.

This sounds pretty good.

Barr decided to let him go.

Raphael finished venting and officially entered the subject. "What can you do at this time?" His other hand stretched out in the air, and a transparent glass bottle filled with green liquid appeared in the palm of his hand. "Of course, maybe you will have many ways. For example, masking, sleeping, makeup... but all of this is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The best way is to let the wound disappear. Just like this..." He shook the bottle, and then slowly loosened the hand covering his eyes.

Perfect face.

Wang Xiaoming, who was standing behind him, even walked around him and took a look.

The dark circles disappeared. He looked no different from what he had seen before.

Raphael smiled and said, "Of course. You don't have to hide it like me. As long as you apply the liquid to the wound, the wound will naturally disappear. The effect is like the healing technique of the elves."

For the Titans, the elves' healing technique is well-known. They are the most powerful and famous doctors in the Nine Realms. If you divide them into professions, Heaven should be considered a pharmacist in this line.

Wang Xiaoming said slowly: "I think..."

Raphael smiled at him, but the meaning of the smile was definitely not as friendly as it seemed. "I feel disappointed?"

"No. I think your advertisement is not authentic." As a young TV young man who has been poisoned by advertisements since childhood, Wang Xiaoming is still very good at identifying the quality of advertisements. "Your advertisements look more like a gorgeous magic."

"It's a divine law." Raphael corrected it.

Wang Xiaoming said: "It feels fake."

...

Raphael's face remained unchanged: "I shouldn't expect to hear fair comments from your mouth."

At this point, Wang Xiaoming's image in his mind has been completely blocked. If they were not face to face, but used QQ to chat, then Wang Xiaoming must have stayed on the blacklist now.

"You are from the same group, aren't you?" Suddenly a voice rang out of the crowd.

Raphael looked in the direction of the sound.

He was a middle-aged man with brown hair. The good clothes on his body meant that he had a good background.

"Do you think angels and fallen angels are in the same group?" Raphael smiled. He did not refute, but his tone said everything.

Barr then said, "You can insult him, but you shouldn't insult me."

"...What does it mean that you can insult him, but shouldn't insult me?" Raphael asked with every word in his mouth. It seemed that outsiders didn't seem to be talking at all.

Barr asked without even looking at the corner of his eyes: "Do you need me to replace my name?"

"No," Raphael smiled at the middle-aged man, "Sir, if you have any questions, you are welcome to come to the stage to test."

Barr stood aside and watched the show.

That middle-aged man really came to the stage.

When he stood on the stage, Raphael and Barr were immediately compared to very thin and short, while Wang Xiaoming became Douding directly.

When middle-aged people talked to them, they had to bend down, "How do you want to try?"

Raphael suddenly had a sword in his hand, "Where do you think it wouldn't hurt too much?"

He obviously had a very modest smile, but middle-aged people just felt a cold and cold on his back. Unfortunately, his skin was too thick, and the cold and cold on his back did not arouse him enough vigilance.

He thought for a while, "arm." He was about to stretch out before Raphael.

Raphael apologized: "It may hurt a little."

Middle-aged said: "If your medicine is really that effective, you shouldn't hesitate."

...

When a person comes to the door and strongly asks to be chopped, who will hesitate?

Maybe Wang Xiaoming would hesitate. But it was not Wang Xiaoming who held the sword, but Raphael, so the sword quickly slashed down.

The sword edge passed through the skin of the arm.

Blood splattered straight upwards.

Wang Xiaoming felt so painful that his whole body twitched.

The middle-aged Titan's face changed in pain. He didn't seem to expect Raphael's sword to cut so deep.

Raphael picked up the medicine bottle and introduced it to everyone, "The name of this potion is Qing Liquid. It is made by simulating the healing technique of the elves. The ingredients inside are very precious, and the most precious one is the specialty that only grows in heaven..."

Middle-aged man couldn't help but poke his shoulder gently with his fingers.

Raphael looked at him with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"It hurts..." The middle-aged Titan's face was deformed.

"Yes! It can relieve pain." Raphael patted his shoulder, "You replenish it well. The reason why it can relieve pain is because the potion contains a type called..."

Middle-aged man sat on the stage with a thump.

Raphael said in surprise: "Are you okay?"

The middle-aged man's face turned pale and he couldn't even speak.

"Ah!" Raphael suddenly patted his head, "I should try the medicine first." He smiled slightly, "You won't blame me, do you?"

Middle-aged people can't even say anything, so how can they be blamed?

Raphael finally found out with conscience and dripped a drop of green liquid on his wound.

A magical scene appeared.

Of course, the word magic refers specifically to Wang Xiaoming.

He stared at the wound slowly healing, then as if he had not been injured at all.

But the middle-aged man's face still looked pale. He raised his hand and gently stroked the injured part, his face was shocked.

Raphael smiled and said, "I can understand your shock. Yes, this medicine is cured faster than any other medicine in heaven before. It is the latest enhanced version. If you want it, please make a request for large purchases to your government."

"I will." Middle-aged murmured behind him.

Raphael raised his eyebrows and quickly turned around and said, "Is it you..."

"I am the court purchasing officer next to Her Majesty the Queen." The middle-aged man stood up with one hand and said with difficulty, "I heard that the messengers of heaven would come before, so I rushed over. This medicine is so amazing. I must tell the Queen immediately!"

Raphael said: "Of course."

Wang Xiaoming asked: "Since the wound has healed, can the lost blood be replenished?"

Raphael became more sure that he was here to smash the scene, "You can eat more pig blood. Eating pig brains is also good, it can nourish the brain."

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and thought, "I have another problem."

Raphael said: "I can choose not to answer."

Wang Xiaoming still asked, "Isn't Seraph's position in heaven a very high position? Why do you have to come down to be a salesman?"

Raphael did not answer.

"There are usually two explanations for this situation." Barr said slowly. "The first is to do something wrong and be punished by Michael. The second is to lose the bet, so he accepts punishment."
Chapter completed!