Charlie woke up slowly. He felt the emptiness in his body. The originally full strength almost disappeared. The strength originally belonging to the falling angel disappeared. Even if he moved his body, he would feel extremely painful.

His limbs and bones have been seriously injured!

That damn chinese

Charlie's brain flashed Wu Lai's face, and then his body shook, more fear.

He couldn't figure out how Wu Lai did it and how he cultivated it. He has been practicing hard in the fallen angel for years, and the inheritance of the Fallen Angel obtained from coming out of an hell. Why is it that he is vulnerable to Wu Lai? Even his proud power of the fallen angel has been completely abolished.

He is unwilling!

"Master!"

At this time, the original team members of the fallen angel saw Charlie wake up, with a surprised look on their faces.

"Is it over?" Charlie wanted to move, but after a struggle, he chose to give up.

"Master, don't move around. Your physical injury is too serious."

"Have those Chinese left?" Charlie said slowly, and then he felt that his question was very stupid. If the Chinese didn't go, what way would they live? I'm afraid these servants of their own dare not show up.

"Well, they left here three hours ago, and they didn't take you away."

"Hmm..." Charlie looked at the scorching sun in the sky, squinting, his eyes particularly empty.

Suddenly, he laughed miserably.

He understood why he could survive and why he could still talk to his subordinates.

Not because Wu Lai was merciful, but because the Chinese wanted him to despair.

He is now just a useless person, an existence that even his own servants can bully at will, an existence that even his own action ability does not exist, let alone what is once again on the peak.

His current physical condition, he would rather die like this.

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit hard!

"Lord!"

With a few quick shouts, his mouth was restrained.

His servant couldn't have watched him die like this.

"Let go and let me die." Charlie stared at them, but none of them dodged.

"Lord! After you go back, the twelve adults will help you! You can recover at that time! Lord, you must hold on! You must live!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Charlie's eyes were decadent. He shook his head powerlessly. He no longer believed in himself. His arrogance, his confidence and everything were destroyed when he met Wu Lai.

"Since he wants to die, let him die. I Lucifer don't have such a cowardly subordinate." Suddenly, a gloomy voice came into everyone's ears!

Lucifer!

In an instant, all their eyes converged in midair!

Where, a dark man with six huge black wings floating in midair, his face was very white, and he looked at Charlie on the ground indifferently: "a little setback is so unbearable? Since you are going to die, I will give you a death."

With that, Lucifer's hand was full of a long dark sword, which was about to fall.