The anchor doesn't want to die

He vaguely remembered that when the Father God was still there and the morning star had not fallen into the sky, he had meekly crouched in the arms of the Father God and asked innocently: "Since you created the world, all creatures and creatures are your creations." ...then why do you create such filth and filth?"

God lovingly stroked his forehead and said with a smile, "Sinners also love those who love them."

"You mean... even if they disrespect you, you still love them... use this to influence their hearts?" The immature Michael seemed a little angry, "Those sinners can't understand your painstaking efforts, you ——"I could have poured more love into me.

God stared deeply into his eyes, as if he had seen through his little thoughts, but also as if he hadn't.Under God's gaze, however, his face blushed slightly, and his skin became slightly hot.

God rubbed his hair lightly, and said slowly and softly: "Beatus virqui suffert tentationem, quoniamcumprobatusfueritaccipietcoronamvitae."

——The mouth of the righteous speaks wisdom, and the tongue of the righteous speaks righteousness.

His voice was like a beautiful lullaby. Michael lay in his arms and quietly closed his eyes. His slender eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly.The god leaned down, and gently kissed the child's forehead.

"Osiustimeditabitursapientiam, etlinguaeiusloqueturiudicium."

—Happiness comes to the man who has passed through trials, for after passing through trials he will receive the crown of life.

However, Michael was still too immature and young at that time. God had not had time to teach him the Latin used by humans. He listened ignorantly and silently memorized the pronunciation in his mind.

It wasn't until he learned Latin over the long years and ushered in the morning star's rebellion against God that he gradually understood what God meant at that time.

Only those who have experienced tempering can finally obtain a heavy crown—even if it is a crown of thorns that symbolizes humiliation.

After that, he never went to Hell and Blood Sea to find those ancient big demons to "discuss martial arts" for no reason.

In a blink of an eye, the sun and the moon flew away, and the god left, but the "child" he created back then was still there.

Michael stared in a daze at the two demons who had betrayed the gods back then and now had disagreements.

This was the first time he saw Chen Xing, who was a demon, fighting seriously with his own eyes. The man was still the powerful and reliable right arm of God in his memory. It's much smoother.

When the long sword swung, Beelzebub leaped forward, flapped his thin wings, and dodged the blow in embarrassment.The stinky slurry fell from the sky, corroding the flowers and plants on the road into coke.

He could feel that Morning Star didn't release the water, but Beelzebub was always able to narrowly escape the fierce offensive again and again.

This is a very funny scene, but Michael couldn't laugh, and neither could the crowd watching.

To keep a low profile and bide our time to this point, the sharp blade suddenly came out of its sheath, the prime minister of hell had either prepared himself mentally, or came really prepared.

Belial let out a "tss", flapped his wings, flew into the sky, and joined the battle circle, trying to give his Majesty a helping hand.

However, in the blink of an eye, accidents happened suddenly.

The world suddenly turned scarlet, as if everyone was transported into hell at the moment of breathing.

"Who dares to do it?" The hoarse voice shouted suddenly, and the voice even seemed a little out of tune because of the intense emotion.

Unexpectedly, both Chen Xing and Belial stopped their movements.Michael narrowed his eyes puzzledly, and looked at the demon prime minister who had turned into a human form.He didn't have any injuries on his body, but his clothes were extremely messy, and he looked a little out of style.

A pitch-black pearl shone brightly between his fingers, and it seemed brighter than the most precious Tahitian black pearl.

Although Michael had never seen this thing before, he instinctively thought of a terrifying direction at this moment—it was the godhead that was polluted when he fell into the sky.

"I've worked half my life for hell, and it's true that I have a bit of selfishness, but my behavior is not for the people of Yangyang? And you, and you...and you——just for the love of selfish desires, you restrain our steps! "

"Back then, you drew a beautiful pie for us, but now you break your promise! For the happy future of the people, I would rather be a bloody pioneer!"

Michael sneered secretly in his heart, countless demons were unfortunately killed in this civil strife, and innocent humans died everywhere.The bloody vanguard, no one can blame the culprit.However, he still kept a not-so-salty smile on his face, and asked sharply: "You keep saying that it is for the happy future of the people, but how do you define 'happiness'?"

Enough is enough, he doesn't want to see these ridiculous disasters anymore.Even if it is a "trial" created by God, this is enough, too much.

"Do you think that depleting the godheads—the magic grids you call in exchange for instant explosive power, a desperate fight, such as combining hell and the human world like now... can achieve any substantial results? Do you think this is happiness?"

The archangel showed a mocking and pitiful smile. "Back then God the Father tolerated you and even regarded you as a part of happiness, but now you can't repay him at all!"

"—Do you think I'm dead!"

Before the words fell, the pure white figure rushed into the sky like an arrow flying from the string.At the moment when Beelzebub tried to crush Mogri in desperation, he felt an irresistible force.

——The magic energy is disappearing!He looked at the angel in disbelief, and in a flash, the other party snatched the bead from his hand and kicked him in the abdomen.In an instant, he felt a wave of blood qi rushing towards him, while the devil qi was passing away rapidly. If this continues, this is a very bad thing for a demon.

It was as if the water flow suddenly lost its source, and the candle flame suddenly ignited the wax oil.

In an instant, the bead lost its black color in the palm of the archangel, and turned into the original pure white.

"How is it possible?" The demon prime minister clutched his abdomen, his eyes widened.

The blood-red world gradually faded away from its strong color, and changed back to the appearance of the human world again.

What changed at the same time was the color of the wings on the back of this fallen angel.

The snow-white feathers fell down, and the former demon prime minister knelt on the ground, staring at all this in a daze.

His psychological defenses finally collapsed, and he lost his identity as a demon. No matter how hard he struggled, he would no longer be able to get the title of Demon King.

A few days later, in a coffee shop with simple and elegant decoration, Michael was sitting on the sofa, playing computer games idly.

After Beelzebub's devilish energy was purified by him, that guy hid sullenly, as if he didn't want to see his former colleagues and friends again.Michael didn't care about him. On the contrary, he still had some small, hard-to-speak complaints about him-Morning Star returned to his throne, and the post-war reconstruction work was very heavy, and there was no time for him.As if to make up for the lack of company during this period of time, Chen Xing asked Belial to come to the human world to play with him more.

Who is Beryl?It was a hellish little demon king. After arriving at Michael's residence in the human world, he made a mess of Lord Archangel's house within 10 minutes.

Before the furious Archangel went mad, he happily slipped into the PUB in the human world, and hung out with handsome men and beautiful women.

Michael didn't want to touch this kind of place at all, so he could only leave with a frown.He had thought that the blond demon would go home after he got tired of playing, but he didn't expect that the latter obviously couldn't think of leaving in the warm and fragrant nephrite.

As a result, he was once again reduced to a single gaming geek who sat in a coffee shop all day.

It is said that the cursed game has been banned at present, and in the field of the game, which is updated very quickly, within a week, the players are attracted by the new game, as if the previous riots were just a small episode.

Michael let out a long sigh, and suddenly, he saw an extra coffee cup in front of him.Looking up, a familiar face appeared in front of him, smiling slightly at him.

"Morning Star? You, why are you here?"

"I told Beelzebub that if he can help me deal with political affairs for 300 years without making trouble, I will help him dye his wings black."

"He... actually agreed?" Such a difficult bone, to accept his fate for such a deal similar to a child's play house, really made Michael a little unbelievable. "Did you talk to him again?"

"I said to him: what's the point of gaining the whole world but losing yourself?"

"Will he listen to your "Gospel of Matthew?" Michael couldn't laugh or cry... Wait, the focus seems to be on Morningstar quoting the Bible.

"If you don't want to listen, you have to listen." Chen Xing suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, and there was a bit of ruthlessness in his smile. "He hasn't succeeded in usurping the throne yet, now he has to listen to me."

Michael was clearly shocked by his unreasonableness. "Then you are planning to..."

"It took me so long to come back to you again." The man stood up, walked around the table, leaned against the sofa, and the ambiguous light cast his shadow on the young man.

"Why bother to ask...my plan?"

Michael opened his eyes wide, and immediately, he felt a soft kiss on his forehead.

The night of their reunion seems to have been a very long one.It wasn't until he was exhausted from being tossed hard, that Michael slowly closed his eyes.

After a dreamless night, the young man stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyes, and yawned long.Immediately, he opened his eyes, but found that the environment around him seemed a little strange.

He found himself lying in a coffin covered with flowers, and the coffin was slowly moving towards the depths of the church under the carrying of four strong men, like a boat going out to sea.

The staff and bodyguards were scattered around the church, and their uniforms looked familiar.

He looked at his pale and transparent hands, woke up from the dream, and jumped out of the coffin, ignoring the shouts of the coffin bearers and bodyguards behind him, and stumbled towards the deepest part of the church.

A man who looked like a priest was stunned in place, as if he hadn't woken up from the accident.Although his expression looked very unreliable, to the former Archangel, this was the only clergyman present, and he was the best person to ask for help.

"You, you..." However, the priest seemed to have seen a ghost, and passed out on the spot.

The bodyguards were panting to catch up to this boy with exceptional skills, but they seemed to be afraid of something and didn't dare to get too close to him.

Looking at the work uniforms belonging to the Jiang family, he suddenly had a somewhat absurd idea, and asked, "Chen...Where is Jiang Chen? Is he presiding over my funeral?"

He obviously had a good life in a parallel world, why did he suddenly return to this world?

"Funeral? This is a wedding!" A capable man with the appearance of an assistant stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder violently, with some fluctuations in his tone.

"Since your kid has been fascinated by Mr. Jiang, he has been in a state of depression! The doctor said that your heart stopped, you died, and you can't be saved! He still wants to keep your body, and insists on marrying you!"

The young man was stunned, not because he was frightened by the man's roar, but...

When he fell in love with Chen Xing in that parallel world, Chen Xing in this world guarded his corpse.

But now, he returned to this world inexplicably, so what about that world?

He trembled involuntarily, and the person who yelled at him seemed to realize that his excitement had hurt a half-year-old child who was only in his early twenties, and he felt a little guilty, and his tone calmed down immediately, and said, "But just wake up , let’s go, I’ll take you to see Mr. Jiang.”

"where is he?"

"Sorrowful, he passed out when he brought you here, and now he is resting in the small infirmary of the church."

After that, the man led him to his destination.

It wasn't a very long journey, but the torment of pain burned his heart like hellfire, making the time extremely long.Obviously he is the angel in charge of the fire, but at this moment, he is like a child who is at a loss, and the remaining reason seems to be burned out at any time.His heart was up and down, and he wanted to ask for more information several times, but finally swallowed all the questions and worries in his stomach.

When seeing that person, Michael saw him lying quietly on a small but clean bed, his face was slightly sunken, and he was several circles thinner than he remembered.

Strong grief seized his heart, he threw himself down, and hugged his lover's body.Suddenly, a small bead fell out of his pocket, emitting a bright and beautiful light.

He was stunned. In this world, the bead was a gift from the Baimiao people. After recovering his memory, how could he not know the true origin of this thing?

After returning to his godhead, he felt a warm current sweeping from his limbs, vigorous power flowing from his fingers, emitting a brilliant golden light.

The sun shines straight in through the stained glass windows of the church, and the white feathers float along with the dust.

In the blink of an eye, everyone seemed to see a seraph with long platinum hair descending to the world, gently kissing the forehead of the person on the bed.The golden light is brilliant, and the picture is as beautiful as an oil painting.

However, that illusion lasted less than a second before disappearing again.

Everyone rubbed their eyes, only to see the young man who was said to have died of albinism and came back from the dead was sitting on the head of the bed, gently stroking the man's hair.

"I know you've been working hard all this time. I was too willful before, and I wrongly blamed you before I found out the truth."

"Maybe it would be ridiculous to say that, but I'm actually... very guilty for making you travel around for so long. During that long and lonely time, I should have come to you earlier."

"Three thousand worlds, you just search one after another like this, you don't get tired, I get tired too."

"So, I won't run away from now on, let's stay here and live the future years well, shall we?"

After saying this, he was silent for a long time, and finally said in a tone that was [-]% decisive and [-]% shy: "Asthedeerpantsforstreamsofwater, somysoulpantsforyou."

—My heart longs for you, as a deer longs for the brook.

This was originally a hymn to God by David, a worshiper of Jehovah, in the Psalms. At this time, the subject is omitted, and it looks like a love story.

After speaking such shocking words, Michael pursed his lips, as if he wanted to bury his head in the quilt, but was stopped by a hand.

"Love covers all wrongs."

——Love can cover all faults, quoted from "Proverbs".

He was stunned, grabbed the other person's hand, and asked eagerly: "You..." He was not a eloquent person, but at this moment, he talked about "you" for a long time, but he couldn't explain why, and finally he said abruptly. His face was blushing, and he carefully squeezed out a sentence: "Are you okay?"

Although the man seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his physique was there after all. He straightened up abruptly and hugged his lover into his arms.

"I had a long dream. In the dream, I went to a faraway place, where there are many undisciplined guys trying to seize power."

Speaking of this, the surrounding staff took a breath. They were Jiang Chen's subordinates, and when they heard the big boss say such words, they all looked at each other, pretending to be stupid.

The man smiled and waved for them to go out. There were only two people left in the crowded small infirmary.

While observing the shocked look in his lover's eyes, the man said without haste: "Actually, before this dream, I had all kinds of dreams. In the dream, I kept looking for someone, but I Not every time I am lucky enough to find him, even if I am lucky enough to meet him and make him fall in love with me, he will always die young and die in front of me."

"However, I am not surprised, because I know that those dreams are just fragments of my memory, which have long passed."

"The past is like smoke, what I have to do is to grasp the present and the future."

Michael murmured for a long time, and finally asked slowly: "You...you have memories of those worlds? You are the one in those worlds—"

He originally thought that he would cruelly abandon morning stars one after another in the lonely parallel world, however, however...

"Why are you crying?" The man smiled, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, with a little intimacy in his tone. "Fuck. How can your good deeds be cheaper for others? I still remember you crying under me last night—"

Michael was thin-skinned after all, he pushed him away suddenly, stood up, and walked out of the room with arrogance.

After a while, he realized that he was being chased, and a fierce embrace chased him from behind, imprisoning him in a solid arm and chest.

"Today was originally our wedding. I thought you would die in this world unfortunately this time, so I... didn't stand firm for a while."

"Just fainted? Then inexplicably entered a parallel world?"

He heard the man's deep laughter coming from behind him, and the little awkwardness in his heart had already disappeared.

"Chen Xing, although I may...have hardly said this sentence to you seriously, but in fact I—"

The solemn bell rang suddenly, covering his voice.The man only saw his lips opening and closing. The words were very short, only two or three words.

The bell rang seven times in total, and the aftertaste was endless, making the eardrums hurt a bit.

"What did you just say?"

Michael's face turned red immediately, he gritted his teeth and said, "Deaf, just forget it if you can't hear!"

"Where are you going?"

"Go home!" After all, it was the archangel, and he exploded deliberately, with great strength.As soon as he broke free from the other party's arms, he turned around and left.

"Don't go, there's still work to be done."

Michael was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes widened.

"Our wedding is not over yet."

He turned around and saw Chen Xing stretching out his hand to him, with a pair of diamond rings in his palm.Sunlight splashed through the windows of the church into his palm, and the diamonds shone brightly, as if that moment was eternity.

The author has something to say:

First of all, Merry Christmas, little angels!

Secondly, this article is finally finished. I am really grateful to the little angels who are willing to read here. Thank you for your company, which allowed me to complete this very immature and unfamiliar debut.There is no way to repay, I will send a red envelope to all the little angels who leave a message in the ending chapter, until 2018.01.01.Thank you very much for being able to tolerate my immature writing and immature brains, please accept a little care from a bad author QuQ

Finally, on the night of the 28th of this week, a new article "Quick Transmigration: Pit Filling System" will be published. The copy has already been posted in the column. (The male protagonist of the pit text) The story of an enemy turning into a lover when they fight and fight on the bed.In my heart, I very much hope that interested little angels can come to join in and order a collection.Also until 2018.01.01, every little angel who left a message in Xinwen will send a red envelope to express their affection.The new article should be better than this one, I will keep working hard to repay your support, thank you! ! !Comparing! ! !