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In fact, Xuandu said that although he said so, it was only because he was unhappy with Taiqing's attitude towards him, and he had already believed five percent of Taiqing's saying that this was his magic weapon for proving the Tao.

As for why this magic weapon obediently does not listen to clear orders in his hands... Heh, but for all magic weapons born in the entire prehistoric world, the most fundamental owner should be him.

The reason is why, without mentioning it for the time being, Xuandu hates the beauty showing such an expression, the anger can be said to come and disappear quickly, the anger on his face has dropped a lot, and he has regained his smiling appearance.

He was not satisfied with being so far away from Taiqing, he even stepped forward and took two steps closer, under Taiqing's slightly frowning vigilance, he raised his eyebrows innocently, "Don't be nervous, I never said I won't give it to you... Anyway, this thing is really of no use to me, if the beauty wants it, it’s okay to give it to you~”

Too clear?Taiqing didn't reply this time, but looked at Xuandu with an unbelievable look, almost like looking at a madman.

"You don't believe it?" Xuan Du smiled and took another step forward, as if trying to express his innocence.

At this moment, the distance between them is only three steps away. The closer they are, the more Taiqing can feel the solid power in him. It really is true that the great truth is on his side, and he has already broken through the sage. realm.

"You? What the system said that day turned out to be true? You just broke through to the holy position with the golden apple?" Although I had some guesses in my heart, I couldn't help the horror in my heart when I saw it.

"System?" Xuandu murmured in a low voice, there was no lack of doubt in his tone, but it was only a few breaths of time, and when he raised his head again, he smiled even more, and his tone was very gentle, "Although now I don't know what you're talking about, but it means that I didn't make a mistake this time. How about telling me about the past and helping me sort out my memory as soon as possible? I will definitely thank you very much then, Not only this pagoda, I can also give you all other treasures."

Xuandu is so sincere and promises.

At this time, if you don't feel the weirdness in it anymore, you are a fool. Feeling the huge aura around you that suddenly becomes so active that you can't hide it, you take a step back slightly without revealing your expression, and finally look at Xuandu with vigilance And defense replaced anger.

He pursed his lips slightly and snorted coldly, "I don't know what to say."

Xuan Du frowned slightly, quite disappointed, as if he was quite sad about his attitude, but the thick-skinned obviously would not change his mind for such a small setback, and soon smiled again.

This time, he didn't choose to approach step by step, but stood behind Taiqing in an instant, when no one responded, with a hand slightly on his shoulder.

"There are too many people here, how about we go to a quieter place to talk?" Xuandu said with a smile.

Although Taiqing was very vigilant, the countless demons in this hall made him even more wary, but Wei Wei glanced at the man who was playing something mysterious, and took the lead in teleporting out of the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, and Xuandu With a slight smile, he followed without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as these two powerful men who don't know where they came from left, the entire Wanmo Temple finally gradually resumed its original playfulness from being silent, but there is a shadow left in the hearts of these people, and it is impossible to take it seriously. I don't care.

Only the angels who traveled with Michael on this trip looked at their Lord of Light with hesitant expressions. They looked hesitant, obviously a little entangled with their own distinguished guests and people from the Temple of Demons, but Michael and Xuandu had spent more time with him, and he needed to know him better, so he relaxed his heart and comforted his subordinates at this moment.

"According to his ability, there are only a handful of people in the whole heaven and hell who want to hurt him, not to mention that the heavenly father has also specially ordered that he can do whatever he wants, as long as we do our own things well That's it."

Their business...isn't it to ensure that heaven and hell will not fight in a short time?The cherubs looked at the fallen angels who finally appeared slowly from behind the palace, and their once shining stars and now the Lord of Hell, looked at Michael with sympathy in their eyes, "Your Highness Michael, this I'm afraid it all depends on you."

Look at the eyes of the lord of hell who forgot to come here, he was like a wolf like a tiger, he couldn't tell whether it was vicious or hatred, and he almost stripped his highness of their skin and bones, and swallowed them in his stomach.

Michael obviously felt the power of it, his face was stiff, and he could almost hear the rusty sound of "clack" when he turned his head.

The person on the throne is still so lofty and untainted by the world, noble, calm, and perfect... All the compliments seem to be applicable to him, and he will always be so supreme.But in an instant, the deep darkness caught in his eyes made Michael tremble completely. The majestic Lord of Light seemed to be poured cold water on him from head to toe. Had a good time.

Michael opened his mouth slightly, his throat seemed to be stuck by a foreign object, dry and painful, unable to make any sound.

—— Between the two of them, things have long changed, and everything is different.

Even though Lucifer was in the high seat, his gaze never left Michael for a moment, so he could clearly see his gaffe at this moment.The king of hell narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression calm, making it impossible to imagine what was going on in his mind.It wasn't until a moment later that he slowly opened his mouth, "Michael, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

The deep voice was as mesmerizing as music, and almost completely intoxicated Michael's heart. Fortunately, it was his identity as the Lord of Light for tens of thousands of years that polished off his original recklessness. What survived was the "calmness and calmness" that Seraphim should have been admonished countless times.

So Michael also raised his head, looked at the person in the seat and smiled slightly, "It's been 30 years, Your Majesty, it's indeed... long time no see."

He doesn't know if the surface is really as flat and waveless as he wants to be, and whether there are a few vibratos in his voice, but this is indeed the best he can do now.

Although, although I really want to ask, "Your Highness, are you okay?"; I really want to say, "Your Highness, I'm sorry for breaking your trust."

But at the same time, he also deeply knew that the person in front of him was Lucifer, the lord of hell, not the former shining star Lucifer.For the latter, he can be weak, complain and be stupid, but for the latter, he can only be the Lord of Light in heaven.

Thinking of this, feeling the sharp pain in his heart, Michael couldn't help but be puzzled.

—My supreme heavenly Father, why did you send me on this trip?