Every time you travel, the painting style is unique [Quick Transmigration]

Michael lied to Lucifer too many times.

From the moment Lucifer was born.

Lucifer is crazy about him, crazy about him.Only at the end did he know that Michael was just using him as a substitute.

There is no other reason. In this huge heaven, no one is closer to Jehovah than Lucifer except Michael himself.

Lucifer didn't know why Michael needed such a substitute for himself.Once he was deeply trapped in the beautiful illusion created for him by Michael, but now he is consumed by uncontrollable jealousy and resentment.

Of course he asked Michael, but Michael didn't answer him, just looked at him with a disgusted look, like looking at a dog, a poor thing, or some other dirty, ugly and pitiful thing.

Clearly, it was he who stood condescendingly in front of Michael in the attitude of a victor. Clearly, it was Michael who was nailed to the cross in a state of embarrassment.But Lucifer still felt that he was still the humble person who longed to see Michael more often all day long, and the other party smiled at him, making him feel as if he had been blessed.

So Lucifer tortured Michael so hard that he no longer had the strength to lift his proud head and look at himself with that contemptuous look.

It hurts more than being pierced by magic energy.

He wants Michael to bow his head to him and admit his mistake.Even if it's just a temporary surrender under torture.

For the rest, Lucifer didn't dare to ask for extravagance.

For example, listening to Michael say that he loves him.For example, possession of Michael's body.

After all, he still loved him badly, and was reluctant to torture him like this.So Lucifer was just in the cell, playing with Michael's wings repeatedly with his gloved fingers, carefully observing his out-of-control appearance, and imprinting every subtle change of his expression and every frame of the picture in his mind, After returning to my bedroom, I recollected it repeatedly until I was exhausted.

He never thought that what he thought he would never be able to get in his entire life, he got it so suddenly.

Lucifer likes the current Michael, likes him lowering his figure, crying and begging himself for mercy, and likes the deep affection in his eyes when he looks at him.His love words are more beautiful than those in Lucifer's dream.

But Lucifer did not dare to relax his guard.

Because Michael is a liar.

A total liar.

Standing high in the clouds, when he knocked Lucifer down to hell again and again, the eyes that stared at Lucifer's fall were as cold as ruthless sharp blades, stabbing Lucifer full of holes and bleeding profusely .But when Lucifer hid his strength and bide his time, and the existence of hell began to threaten heaven, the liar came to him again to "reminiscing about the past" and invited him to take a walk in the Amethyst Forest, where he set up an ambush to capture Lucifer alive.

It's a pity that the Amethyst Forest is Lucifer's territory, and it was Michael who was captured alive.

Lucifer knew the pain of being corroded by demonic energy.How could he have the heart to hurt his beloved Michael.Throwing people down is just to scare him and put on a show, forget about this delusion that has been buried deep in my heart for thousands of years, but still refuses to die, and is still about to move.

But Michael who was thrown down crazily cursed him.Lucifer never knew that this seemingly noble, holy and elegant angel could spit out so many vicious words.

It's just that Michael scolded him, Lucifer didn't quite remember.

He knew he was deliberately forgetting.

Of course Lucifer can take out this bad memory and seal it into the magic ball.But he didn't.Let it stick deep in your body like a bone spur.

Maybe Michael had already left too many bone spurs in his body, not missing this one.

Maybe, he just wanted to remember everything that happened with Michael.Even these bad memories.

He has no good to have.

No, he never had real goodness.It's all phantom.It's all vain.

Just like now.

Lucifer didn't know if it was because he was too tired recently, many things made him physically and mentally exhausted, while waiting for Michael who was tortured to pass out, he himself fell asleep.

Otherwise, why would Michael be so obedient all of a sudden?How could she say such beautiful words of love and even take the initiative to ask for him.

If it's a dream, keep doing it.

If it wasn't a dream, he would always warn himself to be careful of this liar.

So, after getting Xiao Bai's affirmative answer, Lucifer slowly buttoned up his shirt one by one, put on his long uniform, and buttoned the double-breasted buttons one by one, and then approached again. Xiao Bai.

He suddenly wanted to humiliate Michael in some way, to see when his hypocritical mask would fall off.

Lucifer lowered Xiao Bai who was hanging high to a height suitable for him.

Xiao Bai still couldn't touch the ground.Different from Lucifer's appearance as an adult man, Michael still looks like a teenager. Looking at his face alone, he is a little younger than when Xiao Bai died.

Angel's clothing is only a piece of cloth around the waist.Lucifer hooked his fingers, and the curtain fell, revealing the most beautiful scenery in the world to him.

He drooped his eyelids, and his slender and thick eyelashes concealed the expression in his eyes.He didn't dare to let Michael see the madness in his eyes, let alone let Michael know that he couldn't help but want to prostrate at his feet and worship.He was afraid of hearing some bad words from Michael again.

Those vicious words hurt people more than the purest devilish energy.

Lucifer forcibly suppressed the urge to soil his favorite right here and now, trying to look as calm as possible and not lose his composure.

With a light tap of the fingertips, the heavy iron buckles that clasped Xiao Bai's feet fell off automatically, and pressed against the stone floor, making a dull and heavy sound.

A pair of worn and red ankles were exposed.But in the blink of an eye, the tenderness was restored there.

Lucifer's dark eyes became darker and darker like an ink night.

No angel can resist the erosion of the demonic energy of hell.Except Michael.

Because the man was protecting him in secret.

Hateful Jehovah.

So Lucifer could only artificially create an unhealable wound on Michael's body, breaking through the barrier that protected him.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

He's about to get him.

Lucifer hooked Xiao Bai's legs with his arms, tried to make his breathing steady, and moved his hands for a moment, staring at Xiao Bai's green eyes that had been staring at him, and nailed them hard into his body.

The stimulation at that moment made Xiao Bai open his mouth soundlessly, his face was covered with panic, he raised his head like a swan to reveal his slender and fragile neck, when he frowned, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

That frame of the picture is fatally seductive.

Lucifer lowered his head and bit the fair neck fiercely, and bright red blood flowed down from the corner of his lips in an instant.

He was so well-dressed, with a trace of divination, Xiao Bai with his body wide open.

Lucifer did not free Xiao Bai's wings.From the moment he was nailed into Xiao Bai's body, the pain on his wings was nothing to Xiao Bai.

Crucifying them can prevent their powerful destruction, and let Lucifer play with them without any scruples, make Xiao Bai fluctuate in extreme joy and pain, let his will be under the turbulent waves and brutal sensory stimulation, Smash into pieces.

This is the picture that Lucifer has sketched in his mind countless times.

Reality is better than imagination.

Xiao Bai lost his voice completely, and he couldn't even utter a single utterance.

In fact, every muscle in his body was out of his control.Like a dying fish, he bent his back into a wonderful arc, completely exposing his neck, allowing Lucifer to suck and bite frantically on it, and his slightly parted lips were catching cold air. Furious, his cheeks trembled uncontrollably, his wide-open eyes seemed to be filled with horror, he stared at the roof in a daze, and physiological tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes like a fountain.

The cell was very quiet, and the rhythmic sound of the chains was very abrupt.

Xiao Bai never knew that it was possible to reach this level even if one could not seek death.

No pleasure.The continuous extreme pleasure is a cruel torture.What's more, he is still suffering from inhuman pain that is several times greater than pleasure.

Lucifer cruelly didn't give him a chance to breathe.

But just like what Xiao Bai promised to Lucifer a moment ago, there was no resentment or anger in his heart.

Unexpectedly calm.

Even some sense of satisfaction.

He cut off his body and gave it to Lucifer to do with him.As for Xiao Bai himself, he used his broken rationality to think intermittently about how to further please this man and win his trust.

It was hard for him to recognize him, and they couldn't go on hurting each other any longer.

Be sweet until the end.

Stretching the body to the extreme will quickly consume physical energy, not to mention that this body that was tortured by Lucifer in the stone prison for a long time does not have much strength left.

The person in his arms softened completely, as soft as spring water.Occasional convulsions are extremely weak.Various liquids of unknown composition hung on his absent-minded face, looking YD and charming.

Lucifer put Xiao Bai down from the cross, sat on the stone platform by himself, separated Xiao Bai's legs and let him sit on his lap facing each other, and hung his still handcuffed hands on the back of his neck.Then he raised Michael's slender and flexible waist, and nailed the person to himself again.

The wings, which had been forced to open for a long time and had been devastated, were not under Xiao Bai's control, and could not be retracted automatically, just hanging on both sides weakly, continuing to be ravaged by the devil.

Xiao Bai is in pain, so is Lucifer happy?

No, he suffered as much as Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai was eroded by the devil energy, and Lucifer was baptized by the holy light, the pain he endured was no different.

However, if the extreme pain can be exchanged for a close hug, it doesn't matter whether it hurts or not.

Man is a strange species that can bear no matter what pain the body suffers as long as the spirit can be redeemed.Jehovah asked Lucifer to create the world and take charge of the heaven and earth on his behalf. Lucifer went up and down in the world, and eventually became a layman full of emotions and desires.The ridiculous inferiority of human beings is summed up in him.

Xiao Bai was unbearably tortured, and Lucifer himself was not much better.Unable to bear the pain in the end, he stopped and hugged the absent-minded Xiao Bai tightly in his arms, with utmost tenderness.

Only at this time, only when Michael lost consciousness, Lucifer dared to tear off his mask of being strong but turning back into that devout but humble believer.

Lucifer, who was fascinated by the sideburns, didn't notice that the pair of white wings hanging behind Xiao Bai's back moved slightly.

Struggling with all their strength, they lifted up slightly, opened, and wrapped around Xiao Bai's body.

Before Lucifer realized it, those white and beautiful wings had already touched his ugly and thin wings intimately, caressing them lightly.

The collision of the holy light and the demonic energy ruthlessly burned the touched ground, but the black and white entangled wings were just like the two people who were desperately entangled together a moment ago, warm and crazy.

Lucifer watched the person in his arms slowly open his eyes, the light-colored eyelashes were like a slowly drawn curtain, gradually revealing those breathtakingly beautiful water-blue pupils, the pupils were shimmering with tenderness like water.

The gentle angel kissed the humble devil, lingering and lingering.The white wings placated across the demon's thin wing skeleton, begging him silently to close those black bat wings, and then surrounded them with his thick and warm white wings, wrapping the two of them tenderly.

The pure white wings exude a glistening white light, slightly illuminating a small space, warm and gentle.

Lucifer gently pushed Xiao Bai away, stared into his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Who am I?"

Xiao Bai gently stroked the back of his head with his shackled hands, and said with a gentle smile, "Lucifer. You are my beloved Lucifer."