Angel Binghua of the Superdivine Academy

The gentle sunshine shines on the lush lawn from the gently swaying green leaves blown by the breeze.

A girl wearing a white dress with silver flowers on it was leaning against a big tree, staring at the blue sky in the distance with her dark eyes.

It has been fourteen years since the original world came to this world.

What makes her sad most is that she has changed from him to her. It's very tongue twister, isn't it.

In a simple and clear way, she was just a member of the illusory sentient beings in her last life. She was admitted to high school under the expectation of her parents and began to move towards university.

But a sudden car accident took away his young life and made him reborn as her in another world with memory.

In this life, her name is Binghua, a very common name, without parents' expectations and special meanings, just a common name.

The reason why Binghua sits here is that it is not the planet in this place.

This is not the divine world, nor the legendary heaven, but an internal planet called the Angel Nebula.

The status of women here is not high. It is better to say that ordinary women are just appendages of men. Only some noble children have a little freedom, but only a little.

But it is ironic that the races on this planet are called angels. Angels who only lived in legends and books in previous lives are the spokesmen of God, the emissaries of God, and have the good qualities of fraternity, justice, and purity.

But as for the angels on this planet, male angels rely on their strong genes to use female angels as playthings, vassals, and toys to pursue happiness.

At the same time, male angels also restrict the rights of female angels and deprive them of the resources needed for genetic evolution. Female angels only live for hundreds of years.

As long as the male angel does not fall, the angel gene in the body is strong enough to live for thousands of years at least.

The most difficult thing to understand is that the level of science and technology here is very high, but it is similar to the supremacy of monarchy in the ancient feudal society of the last generation.

The resources of the whole angel race are concentrated on Huake, the king of angels, which has created his terrifying strength and extremely long life.

According to the book, the angel Wang Huake has been in power for at least ten thousand years. Even in the universe, his name is very loud.

Binghua is here because of this. Maybe it is to compensate for her early death in her last life. In this life, her family background is very superior.

Her father was a senior general under the angel Wang Huake, who made great achievements with the angel king's expedition.

But even such Binghua's status in the family is not high. I can only say that she will not be bullied by others and will not worry about food and clothing.

It is impossible to obtain a large amount of resources to strengthen the angel gene in the body, and her father would not do so at all.

Her father, who has only met several times since she was born, will only use all the resources in the family to strengthen her two brothers.

Binghua raises her slender arm like jade grease and looks at her weak arm and body. But even this weak body contains superhuman power.

At least one hundred of them in previous lives can be beaten, which is the power of angel gene.

"Miss Binghua, Madam asked you to go back."

A middle-aged female angel in a white dress came out of the forest behind the ice flower and whispered.

"I see. I'll go back soon."

Binghua gets up and pats the grass dust on her white dress. When she turns around, her long black and shiny hair is gently blown by the breeze behind her head.

At this time, the sunlight from the treetops just shines on Binghua, which makes Binghua become extremely amazing in the eyes of middle-aged female angels who are on the side at this moment.

In a very luxurious restaurant, Binghua, her mother and two brothers are having dinner together.

Behind the large and empty main seat in the restaurant are several huge French windows. The slight breeze will slightly shake the white curtains embroidered with unknown platinum flowers.

The light outside has been filtered by the curtains, and it also becomes very soft when shining into the restaurant, which will not make people feel dazzling.

The dining table in front of Binghua is about 10 meters long, and its main body is made of unknown white metal like white porcelain. In addition, the edge of the dining table and table legs is covered with a layer of gold metal.

Even the plate with food in front of Binghua is exquisite as a work of art.

Binghua sits in his position and silently eats the food on the plate in front of him, while the two handsome men with brown and yellow hair opposite him are whispering some outside topics.

For example, there is a beautiful female angel outside, or what happened to my father

In any case, they are all words without nutrition. Binghua is not interested in them. It's better to say that she hates the explicit topic when the two opposite occasionally discuss the female angel.

If you were in your previous life, you might be interested in participating in it and discussing it with them, but now Binghua can only feel disgust.

But it is because her physiology has become female that her thinking has become more female.

Because the words of her two brothers did not mean that female angels were of the same family, but more like slaves who could play with them at will.

"I'm finished."

Binghua put the knife and fork beside the untouched plate in front of her, then said hello to her mother, and left with her mother's consent.

Walking along the corridor with all kinds of flowers and vines, the clear water shining in the sunshine on one side, together with the dense trees not far away, makes it like a fairyland on earth.

Binghua opens the door of her room and goes in. This is her bedroom.

There are few things in the room, only a white dresser with a mirror and a white desk by the window, plus two beige chairs with cushions. The only thing left is the white big bed in the middle of the room and the wardrobe beside.

Binghua sits on the chair beside the window, pillows her arm and looks out of the window at the blue sky and white clouds.

Although she is only fourteen years old, she is a little girl who can't be a little girl at the age of an angel, but Binghua has already understood her destiny.

As the daughter of the general under the angel king Huake, I can imagine my future destiny.

The first is to marry a male angel whom she does not know as a tool of marriage. Because of her identity, she will not become a plaything like an ordinary female angel, but she will not live too well.

The second is to become the princess of the angel royal family and a complete plaything vase.

It is believed that as her father, the possibility of the second fate is very small, otherwise she will not stay at home all the time.

Just then the door of the room was knocked, and a woman's voice came from the door.

"Binghua, are you in there?"