flower and big devil

The green and fluffy grass, the fishy smell of the soil.

The sun is very harsh - if this natural light source is what is called sunlight.When the breeze blew across the face, the familiar fragrance of flowers in the air made the black-haired young man uncontrollably relax his limbs. He yawned a lot, got up from the ground, and circled around, not very surprised. found him back under the tree of life.

On the head of the black-haired young man, the flowers on the tree of life are blooming just right. When the wind blows, the bowl-sized white flowers rub against the lush branches and leaves, making a pleasant "rustling" sound... The black-haired young man lowered his head, Discovering that he was wearing a white robe, he froze for a moment, wondering why he was dressed like this, at this moment, he felt something like a feather brushing gently on his calf—he was frightened After a jump, he turned his head abruptly, but heard a sound like a dove flapping its wings, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw two pairs of strong, white wings stretched out behind him.

When the black-haired young man pulled his back muscles subconsciously, the pair of wings flapped lifelikely, bringing a warm wind.

wing?

Grow on your own back?

The black-haired young man blinked his eyes in a daze, wondering where he was running to now. At this time, there was another bluffing sound that he was somewhat familiar with from behind him. He turned his head and saw the above Once, the bird-man angel who appeared with Metatron flapped his two pairs of wings and flew towards him in a mess. The black-haired young man moved away expressionlessly, watching the bird-man flutter Falling down on the grass beside him—

"Ah, Alice, you actually escaped!"

The angel stood up from the grass while rubbing his ass and complaining. When he rolled his eyes and took the grass clippings off his head, the black-haired young man was a little surprised to find that the bird man looked younger than him. The first time I saw him, he looked much younger - I didn't see him for a few days, and there was baby fat growing on his face.

"you……"

"Alice, Alice, listen to me! Listen to me!" The bird man didn't give the black-haired young man a chance to speak. He grabbed his hand and hugged it to himself "This time, please must, must, must pick two more, no, three? Oh no, it is best to give me the seven flowers of the tree of life! Otherwise, I will suffer, When His Royal Highness Lucifer went out this morning, he asked about the tree of life flowers again, saying that the flowers of the tree of life matched the color of the newly changed bed in his palace!"

...Alice?

... Lucifer?

The dark-haired young man blinked and shook off the hand of the bird man in front of him. He turned his head and now roughly pulled his wings away--when he pinched his feathers and tried to push the heavy wings behind his back. When he pulled it away, he felt that he was pulling and hurting himself—this made him frowned subconsciously. At the same time, he found that his movements might look very weird, at least the birdman yelled as if being caught He was terrified: "What are you doing! Why are you abusing your wings like this! My God, you are pulling them away like this, they are in such a mess as if they just crawled out of a chicken coop!"

The dark-haired young man let go of his wings.

Watched by the almost dizzy expression of the bird man beside him, he calmly blew off the fluff he grabbed from his own wings in one breath, then turned his head and stared at the young man in front of him for about a circle. The birdman watched for a while.

A few seconds later, an expression of sudden realization appeared on his face: he didn't go out of his body and came to heaven after a deep sleep, and now, he just returned to the memory that belonged to Samael.

This is a memory from a long time ago. At that time, the devil Lucifer had not fallen into the sky, and he was still the high vice-lord of the heaven, and he was not the devil Samuel, but an ordinary gardener in the sky.

He rules the tree of life.

For him, Lucifer is a very, very distant existence—it's like the reason why ordinary people have to look up to see the country's president...but now, the country's president wants to be there In his bedroom, he saw seven flowers that matched the color of his bed, so he sent the attendants from his palace down from the high heaven to embarrass a little gardener.

"You clearly know that the flower of life will not survive for long after the fourth day, so why waste things." The black-haired young man squinted at the expectant birdman in front of him, "Now is the flowering period of the heavens, and there are everywhere in the Garden of Eden. They are all blooming flowers, you can ask His Royal Highness Lucifer to change to a bed of another color, won't the white princess bed taste a little too strange?"

"I--"

Watching the birdman in front of him flutter his wings nervously, looking unsure which point to refute his long series of words first, the black-haired young man waved his hand, trying to tell him not to waste his saliva, just At this time, they suddenly heard that when the wind blew, apart from the rustling of the leafy branches of the tree of life, there seemed to be a faint cry of a baby from the top of the tree of life.

The black-haired young man and the birdman attendant from Yuandongtian were both taken aback.

And before the latter could react, the former flapped his wings and seemed to soar to the top of the tree of life flexibly. His black hair was extremely bright under the natural light source. He stretched out his arms cautiously, Something was taken from the top of the canopy where the tree of life bloomed most luxuriantly——

Accompanied by another soft rustling sound, when the black-haired young man held the thing in his arms and fell back to the ground steadily with fluttering wings, the attendant looked over his head curiously, and then exclaimed: "It's a Infant angel! My Lord! What kind of guy would throw his own child on the tree of life!"

His screams made the baby cry even louder.

The black-haired young man squinted at him, rolled his eyes, and slightly removed the cloth covering his head. At this moment, he saw the soft bun in his arms tightly closing his eyes. , squatting on his stubby legs, waving the same stubby little hands and crying loudly, when the black-haired young man gradually lifted off the swaddling clothes that wrapped him, finally, his fiery red hair was exposed in the presence In the sight of the two adult angels.

The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to ask: "...Do you know any angel with red hair?"

Birdman: "..."

The black-haired young man glanced at him strangely: "What are you doing?"

"...Knowledge is acquaintance," Birdman scratched his head, showing a little embarrassed expression, "However, it can't be his, that lord is not an irresponsible person, and, with his rights and Status, how could you not be able to support a mere baby angel—"

The black-haired young man raised his eyebrows: "You are hesitating, are you going to say it or not?"

"...Uh," the bird man lowered his voice, and sneaked into the black-haired young man's ear mysteriously, "Actually, you've guessed it without me telling you, the most famous red-haired angel in the heavens , of course it is Lord Michael, not to mention, the city of Jerusalem owned by the fourth day was also declared to be under his command some time ago..."

"..."

"However, this, how could it be Lord Michael's illegitimate son? Hahahahaha, throw it away and throw it away, at least until the first day to clear it up—— er, wait, did I say that word!"

"..."

"Either way, why don't you send him to Lord Raphael? Adults always have ways to take care of infant angels who are abandoned by their parents, but to be honest, I haven't met such a bad angel for a long time Responsible parents, really, if you don’t plan to raise it, just don’t allow yourself to conceive life—”

Birdman hadn't finished his words when he saw a fleshy meat dumpling with a milky smell flying towards him. He exclaimed, subconsciously stretching out his hand to catch the young angel in fear. Before he had time to figure out what was going on, he heard the lazy voice of the black-haired young man in front of him: "There is no flower of life, so you can go back with this alive and kicking life. Your Highness will be happy."

Birdman: “…………………………………”

Luo Xiu: "See you in debt."

After finishing speaking, before he could react and resist, he heard the sound of fluttering wings, and the soft feathers swept across his cheeks. The next second, the black-haired young man who was standing in front of him had already taken off into the air , and flew lightly and nimbly to the dense shade of the Tree of Life swaying slightly in the wind, and with a soft "poof", he completely disappeared among the emerald green branches and leaves.

……

The black-haired young man sitting on the branch calmly looked at the bird man who was holding the baby of unknown origin and flapping his wings as if his butt was on fire. Then he was sleepy and he yawned again. He simply leaned against the branch and closed his eyes. Before he faintly fell into a deep sleep, he thought vaguely that maybe when he woke up again, he would see the next memory.

...And the facts proved that Luo Xiu's conjecture was correct and wrong.

In his sleep, he was awakened by a cotton candy-like touch on his face.

He opened his eyes, and found that he was still lying on the trunk of the tree of life. At this time, the heaven seemed to be getting dusk, and the whole tree of life was shrouded in a faint orange-yellow halo... At this moment in Luo What Xiu saw in front of him was a white and tender newspaper face that was completely wrinkled in a smile. He opened his toothless mouth and smiled cheerfully at the black-haired young man with a "giggle" and tried to hug him from now on. His man's arms fluttered towards him...

Luo Xiu stepped back a little, and the little bun happily moved forward a little.

Luo Xiu stepped back a little bit, and Xiao Baozi continued to rub forward a little bit happily.

When Luo Xiu's back pressed against the rough tree trunk, and the little bun completely slipped out of the embrace of the person who was holding him, he let out a strange exclamation of "Oops", but he didn't get out of the tall tree. He fell, because before he fell, the black-haired young man leaning on the tree trunk had already reached out and caught him firmly.

The red-haired kid who finally entered his arms began to rub and rub against his chest dishonestly.

At this time, beyond his fluffy red lanugo, the eyes of the black-haired young man were staring at the tall man hiding at the other end of the tree trunk without blinking—in fact, this scene was familiar enough for Luo Xiu to feel He was terrified. Once upon a time, he had also witnessed a man sitting on a leafy tree branch like this. In his memory, his slender and strong legs stretched lazily and comfortably as before. The white archbishop's robe, the edge is still gorgeous golden piping and exquisite embroidered dark patterns...

Six pairs of strong and beautiful wings hung down quietly behind him. Different from the whiteness of ordinary angels, the wings on the man's back seemed to be naturally shrouded in a faint golden light.

Even when he's deadpan, it looks like he's smiling.

Those golden pupils seemed to be integrated with the twilight light, and the dark light in the eyes floated, as if they had the ability to suck the soul of a person alive into these eyes and completely imprison them.

Luo Xiu hugged the soft young angel in his arms, and let him wet the front of his white robe with his saliva, but he didn't throw him away, but hugged him a little tighter, When he spoke again, he found that his voice seemed to still have the hoarseness that was characteristic of just waking up——

"Your Highness, are you so stingy that you don't even want to take care of a baby angel?"

Luo Xiu's words fell.

He saw the gentle smile stained in those beautiful golden pupils - this familiar expression made him subconsciously hold his breath, and then he watched the man turn his head and said to him with a smile: " You scared my attendant to death, I asked him to bring me back seven flowers of life before I went out in the morning, and when I returned to the bedroom, I saw a baby angel instead of flowers—if I hadn't said 'it doesn't matter' , he might smash his head against the door frame of my bedroom without hesitation."

"Oh, he was there when I picked up this brat," Luo Xiu said without changing his expression, "Whoever sees it has a share."

"I thought you'd want to adopt a child."

"illusion."

"I thought you were loving."

"Great illusion."

"I don't know your name yet."

"...It's not necessary, is it?" Luo Xiu glanced at the man, "Anyway, we don't have much chance to meet each other in the future."

As he spoke, the young man with dark hair held up the baby angel in his hand, he giggled happily, and at the same time, the pair of small, fleshy wings on his back were also struggling to twitch lightly ——Yes, it’s just a pair, which means that his parents should not be high-level angels, such as Michael and the others, the young angels born should have more than two pairs of wings—who Are you saying that there are no second-generation officials in the heavens?They even have greater convenience than when they were in the human world. You know, ordinary angels spend their entire lives, and when they die, they only flap two pairs of wings. They simply win at the starting line.

Luo Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's the name of this child?"

"That's why I'm sitting here," Lucifer said with a smile, "Although I can adopt this child, of course the person who first met him has the right to name him."

"Oh……"

Luo Xiu thought for a while, looking at the red hair on the child's head, somehow he remembered a certain rascal. The rascal was handsome, but he was a bit foolish. In his impression, he wore a band on his ear that looked worthless. Fei's earrings, a golden abacus that makes a crisp sound when he walks, always wears a big and exaggerated hat on his head, and his weapon is also a sickle, but there is no Luo. Xiu used it so powerfully——

"Just call Mammon,"

"Mammon?"

"what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," the man said, taking the young angel from Luo Xiu's hand, holding it in his hand and looking at it for a while, then turned the drool-filled bun to face Luo Xiu's direction , said slowly in a very indifferent voice, "Mamen, is your name Dad?"

“………………………………………………………… Didn’t you adopt it?”

"That's right? Then I'm the father."

"..."

"how?"

"……nothing."

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