All hell knows that the devil has a lover

Yawei lost sleep.

On the first night of staying in Hell, he dozed off with his golden pupils open this time, and he didn't want to close them, so he just got out of bed.Surrounded by the smell of Luxi's residence, Yahweh feels very friendly. If the main hall in front is full of corruption, then this place is absolutely clean, similar to Satan's palace on the ninth floor of hell.

Even though his Lucy fell to the sky, he still kept himself clean and did not collude with those demons.

This weirdness made Yawei a little happy.

He walked in the dormitory, picking up something from time to time to look at it carefully, sensing the remaining power on it, as if he could know Lucifer's life in hell by doing so.At most, the other cherubs thought that he was assigned a high-standard residence, but they didn't know that the place where he lived was Lucifer's bedroom, and all the items in the bedroom were open to him to use.

Lucifer didn't show up all night, and Yawei walked back to the bed in disappointment.He unbuttoned the belt with his fingers, the white clothes fell down, and the silver hair fell on his naked back. He changed into the fancy clothes he was going to negotiate today. He was dressed in a standard Seraph-class dress, which was wrapped tighter than ordinary clothes, and his waist was also clenched tightly. Inevitably some uncomfortable.

but--

"Why are there pants?"

Doubt flashed in Yawei's mind, according to his usual observation of angels, it seems that they only wear trousers when going to the battlefield.He didn't know that for him to travel safely, Seraphim took great pains to minimize the possibility of him being taken advantage of.

"Tuk Tuk."

There was a light knock on the door of the temple, and immediately a cherub came in to serve him after obtaining his permission.

The style of Yawei in the mirror changed after a while, his hair was braided and tied, and his silver hair hung down his shoulders like luxurious satin. His holiness was still the same, but he lacked the feeling of coldness and abstinence.The combination of gold and silver, with white as the background color, and the heroic robe and trousers, made Yawei and Zhiangang receive a lot of admiration and admiration as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.

The Messiah secretly thought that God was addicted to acting as an angel.

He stepped forward and greeted the silver-haired angel as a companion, but he didn't say a word of compliments that companions would have.Given a hundred guts, the Messiah would not dare to boast that Yahweh is beautiful, or that he is well dressed today. This is no different from molesting God.

Offending God is a felony!

But what he dare not do does not mean that other "people" will not do it.

On the conference table of the palace, at the head end was a black-haired man sitting sideways, with his fingers resting on his cheek, accompanied by Samael.

Samuel, who doesn't give angels any good looks, showed a sincere smile at this moment, and was talking to the other party. The fallen angels and demons standing nearby lowered their eyebrows, and did not make a sound, silently revealing their feelings for the visitor. Respect.

When Yawei appeared in the meeting place, he raised his eyes gracefully and said softly: "Yahwei, you look good today."

With black pupils imprinted into the rigorous attire of the silver-haired angel, coupled with a row of hate-seeking teams, Lucifer knew what Heaven was planning at a glance.Do you think that by doing so, he will worry about the enmity between the two parties and give up doing anything to Yahweh during the negotiation?

Yahweh is his lover.

Lucifer raised his left hand, pointed to the empty seat on the other side, and said with a smile, "Sit here?"

Yahweh glanced at the Messiah who was "in charge", and the Messiah bowed his head in silence, with an attitude of letting God call the shots.The indifference on his face faded a bit, and Satan, who was walking towards hell under the tangled eyes of the cherubs, sat down, and the hand under his sleeve was immediately held.

The angle is just right, the conference table is high enough, and the tablecloth blocks the small movements below, making the angel sitting opposite cannot see.

Samuel pretended not to see it.

Your Majesty wants to have a romantic relationship, so this subordinate can only help as a shield.

Negotiations are still dominated by Samael and Messiah. Lucifer did not speak, but his opinion will play a decisive role.You come and go, you hide the knife in your words, the Messiah fights for the interests of heaven with full firepower, every sentence is calculated most rationally, and by the way, he blames hell for tearing up the jihad agreement, saying that their words don’t count .

Many of the new zhiangangs were slightly dumbfounded, they did not expect that His Royal Highness, the son of the Son, would have such a side.

And the cherub who had seen the messiah's negotiation power against the fallen angels in the past put more eyes on Lucifer, who was at the other end of the conference table.

There was an obsession in their eyes that was not there when they looked at Yahweh.

Yahweh is a holy and noble existence that cannot be profaned, and Lucifer is a taboo in the hearts of many angels.

The more taboo it is, the more it makes the angel suffer.

He was originally the Vice-Prince of Heaven, the pride of Heaven, His Royal Highness Lucifer who all the angels submit to.Now what they saw with their own eyes was the fallen angel with black hair and black eyes. The perfect face was still so familiar. They all had the urge to shed hot tears from their eyes.

Can't cry.

Your Highness has left Heaven.

When Messiah heard the slight movement behind him, he shook his head in his heart, Michael's selective vision was not good, and this time there was another former admirer of Lucifer.

While he was vigilant against Samuel, he glanced at Lucifer and Yawei calmly.

Hey, why does God sit so close to Lucifer?

No, how did Lucifer's chair move closer to God, wait... what are Lucifer's hands doing!Penetrating magic was immediately attached to the eyes, and Messiah used his power not inferior to Michael to see through the conference table made of special materials, and directly saw that under the table, Lucifer's hands were taking advantage of God.

Yahweh didn't speak, but felt the strength of Messiah, and frowned at Messiah, who immediately didn't dare to look under the table.

My god, why don't you resist!

Messiah's brain was buzzing, and a stream of blood rushed to the top of his head.

While the external meeting was in progress, Samael happened to be threatening the Messiah, "Heaven is so dishonest, is it determined to come to hell to declare war?"

Messiah looked at him blankly.

declare war?

The boss of all heaven is sitting next to your Satan.

Samuel was made uncomfortable by his loveless gaze, and said in a relaxed tone: "Messiah, don't you have anything to say? No matter how you look at me, it is impossible for me to say goodbye to my dear Holy Son." What are you thinking?" He provoked the Holy Son in the usual way of hell.

In fact, Samael regretted it deeply in his heart. He knew that he had pulled Cain out to influence the Messiah. Who knew that the ancestor of the blood race disappeared today, and even Barr didn't catch him.

Isn't it your father, what are you afraid of!

You even killed your brother Abel, yet you are afraid of meeting the Messiah!

Samael scolded Cain in distaste, and stared at Messiah without hesitation. It should not be his illusion. Messiah's reaction was a bit abnormal.Samael groaned, and turned to look at what his Majesty and Yahweh were doing. Sure enough, His Majesty was already molesting Yahweh, and he didn't even care about Messiah's gaze.

Messiah is persistently sluggish.

Samuel coughed, "Messiah, don't be in a daze! Hell is not a place for you to waste time."

After he reminded, Messiah woke up like a dream, and said dryly: "I think heaven and hell can make peace, the jihad treaty should be abolished, it will affect feelings a bit if this fight continues."

As soon as these words came out, both the angel and the fallen angel looked at him like a freak.

What a joke!

The cherubs behind the Messiah were screaming crazily in their hearts, worshiping Lucifer is one thing, and truce with hell is another!

Under the eyes of all the cherubs who were shocked and puzzled, Yahweh said aloud, "Messiah."

There was a strong warning in his cold voice.

Messiah:"……"

Your old man has hooked up with Satan and got stuck together, why do you want heaven and hell to fight!

The Messiah was completely out of shape, and Samuel felt that the bull's head was wrong when he talked to him many times, so he had no choice but to suspend the meeting.He felt that the holy son had hurt his brain today. Didn't he just find out that Yahweh had an affair with His Majesty? There are many angels in heaven who want to get close to His Majesty, and the Messiah has never been shocked.

When it was time to leave the meeting room for a break, Messiah stood there waiting for Yahweh, and did not leave first.

If he doesn't leave, the cherub will naturally not leave either.

Hundreds of angels stared at Yawei in this huge conference hall. Yawei had to stand up and said indifferently: "Let's go."

Lucifer also got up with him, "I'll see you off."

Samuel: "..."

Just in a palace, what to give, Your Majesty!

Of course, Lucifer's purpose was not as simple as sending him outside. Under the sudden vigilance of the cherubs, he regrettably only sent Yawei to the door of the bedroom.Lucifer did not doubt that if he took another step forward, the cherubs behind him would come to block him from approaching Yahweh.

Yawei stood in front of him, his golden pupils were pure and translucent.

When Lucifer parted, he kissed him on the cheek and nodded, "I wish you a good time."

A light and shallow kiss is infinitely charming.

Yawei touched his cheek with his hand, and replied unnaturally: "Yes."

Seeing this scene, the corners of Zhi Angel's eyes twitched, and they seduced His Royal Highness Seraph in front of them, Satan, what's your integrity!

After teasing Yahweh's heart, Lucifer happily left their sight.The darkness enveloped him silently, and the candlelight in the corridor shone in the depths of his pupils, as if igniting a ray of light that had been silent.Lucifer thought to himself, maybe fate has been kind to him, and he finally has something worth looking forward to.

Speaking of which, he seemed to fall in love at first sight.

Lucifer pursed his lips, his black hair fell on his cheeks, vaguely covering up his smile.

"Is Your Majesty really tempted this time?"

Samael's voice broke the depth and silence of this corridor.

Lucifer stopped in his tracks, and his cute and boring subordinate stood straight at the exit, his cold and serious face showed no communicative expression.This is Samael, once the angel of judgment in heaven, he has seen more blood and crime than any other angel, and he has dealt with countless angels, but he only followed Lucifer all his life, which is the current road. west law.

Samael sees a lot about love and love, and has experienced hardships himself, and knows the risks and costs of sinking.

"Your Majesty, there is a problem with the origin of Yawei."

"The Messiah feared him."