The Devil's Golden Partner

Mamen knocked on the armrest of the chair in the reception room irritably, Beelzebub gracefully forked a piece of cake into his mouth, and patted Mamen's shoulder: "Yehu Xihua Biha is busy, don't like it."

Mamen said: "Please swallow the food in your mouth before speaking, this is the etiquette that a demon should have."

Beelzebub swallowed the cake: "Maybe His Majesty Lucifer is busy, you know, he hasn't shown up these days."

Mamen squinted at him: "Busy in the bedroom?"

Beelzebub leaned close to Mammon's ear, and said mysteriously, "It is said that His Highness Michael has been very difficult recently."

Mamen turned her face away in disgust: "I'm not interested in these things. The impact of the economic crisis is slowly expanding in heaven. If we don't take some measures, it will probably spread to hell."

"That's why you are so anxious to go to heaven?" Beelzebub took another bite of the cake.

Mammon nodded, rubbing the ruby ​​ring on her thumb irritably.

"Speaking of which, human beings are really interesting. They created something called a visa. His Majesty imitated the cross-border order made by that, and the response was not bad." Beelzebub said: "It seems that your majesty is very interested in things in the human world. .”

"Indeed," Mamen said, "It seems that His Majesty also borrowed the term "efficiency in the human world." At least before His Majesty ordered the hardcover general history of the human world from me, the efficiency of hell has never been so low."

"It is very troublesome to apply for a cross-border order, especially to go to heaven, you need to ask for instructions layer by layer."

"I think if it's His Majesty, you can just ask His Majesty Michael for instructions."

"But as far as I know, His Highness Michael is in a bad mood recently." Beelzebub kindly reminded.

"This cannot be a reason to hinder the economic development of hell." Mammon said coldly: "In another hour, if His Majesty has not appeared here, I will go directly to heaven, regardless of the cross-border order."

"I am the prime minister of hell," Beelzebub said slowly.

"so what?"

"So I have quite a lot of power in hell, for example, to make a cross-border order or something." Beelzebub put the last piece of cake into his mouth.

Mammon stared at Beelzebub coldly: "Didn't you say it earlier?"

Beelzebub hurriedly said, "I forgot before."

Mamen said gloomyly: "Then you also forgot the debt you owe me?"

Beelzebub laughed dryly twice.

Mamen said: "The interest on the arrears can buy two temples of demons."

Beelzebub said: "Before six o'clock this afternoon, the cross-border order will be delivered to you."

Mammon nodded, got up and left, turned her head to Beelzebub and said, "Try to hurry up, I'm busy."

Beelzebub saw clearly the incomparably bright black diamond stud on his ear.

The winter in hell is very cold, so Lucifer lay in bed almost all day with his wife in his arms - to keep out the cold.

Michael kicked His Majesty the Demon King out of bed: "A majestic eight-winged fallen angel, still afraid of the cold?"

His Majesty the Demon King quickly climbed onto the bed, and said righteously, "This is just an excuse."

Michael struggled: "I have been away for too long, I must go back to heaven once."

Lucifer asked, "Why?"

Michael said: "Heaven is in a serious economic crisis. If it is allowed to develop, it may become a vassal of hell in the economic field."

"What about the vassal, isn't it good?" Lucifer held Michael in his arms and kissed his earlobe lightly.

"Idiot, Heavenly Father can't just watch Heaven fall. If I don't do something, Heavenly Father will probably intervene."

"He's already intervened, hasn't he, that old guy." Lucifer sneered.

"You mean the marriage decree? But Raphael has not completed the task, which means that the heavenly father will take the next step soon." Michael sat up: "I must return to heaven immediately."

Lucifer said: "Is heaven all useless waste except you?"

Michael said: "The only civil servants in the Heaven Realm are Medanzuo and Raphael. Medanzuo is busy looking for a lover every day. Raphael can only do things except talk, and he doesn't have any economic acumen at all."

Lucifer said with great interest: "Raphael is really good at deceiving people. Can you let him come to hell? Hell is short of such talents. Moreover, the number of souls who voluntarily come to hell in the past few hundred years has become less and less .”

Michael was ready to go: "That depends on his own wishes. I'm leaving, and I will see you in a few days."

Lucifer leaned against the railing of the balcony, waved to Michael, and suddenly remembered the cross-border order requested by his finance minister.

Lucifer opened the door of the bedroom, but saw Beelzebub standing respectfully at the door.

"Your Majesty, the cross-boundary order has been granted to Mammon, and now he has rushed to the heaven."

Lucifer patted Beelzebub on the shoulder in satisfaction: "You have worked hard, my prime minister."

Heaven is bathed in the holy light of the Heavenly Father at 24°C throughout the year, the most suitable temperature for the survival of all living beings, but no matter how comfortable it is, there will be a boring day, so every autumn and winter, the elf forest outside the heaven is a good place for angels to vacation , because they can feel a little bit of cold there.Of course, for Mammon from hell, it's extremely warm here.

On the outskirts of the elf forest is the snow maple tree, which blooms in autumn and bears fruit in winter. Strings of crystal clear blue fruits hang on the tree, and a thin layer of snow falls on it, which looks attractive very.Now is the best time to pick snow maple fruit, Mammon picked a few bunches and put them into the interspatial ring, planning to get some more money from Beelzebub.

Angels in twos and threes sat resting on the branches, watching in amazement the black-haired and red-eyed demon king passing by them, his black hair flying, extremely coquettish.

Approaching the center of the elf forest, the number of angels gradually decreased, and an invisible force forced Mammon to fold her wings and land.There were two restricted areas at the beginning of the creation of heaven. Legend has it that part of the power of the Heavenly Father is sealed and angels are forbidden to fly. One is the Garden of Eden, and the other must be here.

Mammon's boots stepped on the snow in the forest, where some low bushes were scattered with red berries.Mammon picked one and tasted it, and it tasted very good. He picked some, and his intuition told him that this kind of berry should be more marketable if it is processed by Beelzebub. It seems that Beelzebub should also be sweetened at the right time. try it.

Mammon continued to walk forward, and suddenly, something pink flashed past his vision.

animal?

Mammon frowned, looked around, but found nothing unusual.

He continued to walk forward, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a faint singing voice.

Near the center of the elf forest, there are no angels on vacation at all. It is really strange that there are people singing in such a quiet place.

Is it an elf?

Mammon listened attentively and walked towards the source of the sound.

On a tree branch about two feet above the ground, sat a slender angel, holding the branch with one hand, with his legs swaying slightly in the air, and softly singing a hymn.

The melody of the hymn is very familiar to Mammon, because when Mammon was still in heaven, singing this song meant that she could get her monthly salary.Mammon has protested more than once, why do you have to thank God for the reward you deserve for your labor?Many angels who heard him complain thought it was one of the signs of his fall.

The angel's singing is different from other angels' pious and dull voice, on the contrary, it is somewhat entertaining, with a sweet voice and a little bit of playfulness, as if singing just for loneliness.

Mammon stepped on the snow carelessly and creaked to the tree, and looked up at the angel above. After the angel finished singing, a pair of blue eyes looked down at Mammon.

Why is it called an angel? It is not so much because of his hair color that is different from that of elves, but because of his iconic long pink hair, which made Mamen recognize him at a glance.

Mei Danzuo looked down at Mamen condescendingly, and looked at his black hair and red pupils curiously.

"Are you... a demon?"

With a clear voice, Mammon shrugged noncommittally.

"But the ears are not pointy."

Mamen said, "I am a fallen angel, Your Highness Medanzuo."

"Fallen Angel? Do you know who I am?" Mei Danzuo tilted his head.

The corners of Mamen's mouth curled up, and she bowed slightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness Mei Danzuo, I'm Mamen."

Mei Danzuo froze for a moment, then looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him, is this Mammon?The famous greedy demon king?

Somebody leaked the news about Mamen's hand-picked appointment of Metatron, and the angels, who were extremely lacking in fun, seized on this gossip to discuss it, and many angels issued cross-border orders to travel to the devil world just to take a look. His Majesty the Demon Lord who fell in love with His Majesty Medanzo at first sight'.But Mammon didn't appear in public as frequently as Beelzebub and Belial, so no one saw him.

Mei Danzuo didn't expect to meet his rumored object under such circumstances, so he was stunned.Mamen raised her head and said to Medan Zuo, "Aren't you going to come down? My neck is sore."

Mei Danzuo smiled, and jumped down from the tree lightly, her long pale pink hair flying in the air.

Mammon looked at the angel in front of her, with a delicate and holy face, but with some seductiveness that did not fit the identity of an angel, her azure blue eyes were narrowed, as deep as the sea.The clothes are gorgeous and expensive, and the blue diamond brooch on the skirt has attracted Mammon's attention.Mei Danzuo stretched out his hand to straighten his slightly messy long hair, and Mamen clicked his tongue. If such a creature goes to hell, it will drive the whole hell crazy.

Although Mei Danzuo is a little younger, he has seen countless people. He can see that Mamen's eyes are looking up and down at him, which is full of nakedness - business opportunities.

Mammon's business acumen has long calculated the value that Medanzuo can create, no matter in any aspect, it is a lot of income.

The two people who had their own ghosts agreed tacitly and did not mention the matter of marriage. Mamen smiled and said, "It is really a surprise to meet His Highness Mei Danzuo here."

Mei Danzuo said: "I'm here for a vacation. In fact, I was even more surprised to meet His Highness the Demon King in the territory of the heavens. May I ask what you can do?"

Mammon thought for a while, and said vaguely, "In order to promote economic friendly cooperation with the light elves."

Mei Danzuo smiled and said, "I'm idle anyway, how about walking with His Highness the Demon King?"

Mamen smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "It's a great honor."

The elf forest in winter is covered with snow everywhere, and there are some seasonal fruits hanging on the branches. Mamen has read the history of light elves before coming here. Inside the elf forest is a tall snow spirit tree. It is said that every tree There is a snow spirit inhabiting the snow spirit tree, they only appear in winter, but no one has seen them.None of these mammons were interested, but his customers might be, Mammon thought as he walked.

Mei Danzuo seemed very lively, humming a little tune as he walked, picking a snow lingon fruit from time to time to eat.Mamen stared at his long light pink hair that kept flying, and suddenly asked: "It seems that flying in that area just now, Your Highness Medanzuo, why are you sitting on such a high tree?"

Medanzuo smiled, and took out a simple paraglider from the space ring: "Because I have this."

Mamen was stunned for a moment, Mei Danzuo picked up the paraglider, stretched his arms into the interlayer of the two wings of the paraglider, the magic circle hidden on the wings shimmered, Mei Danzuo moved his arms and flew up.

Although it was a bit funny, Mammon fell into deep thought.There are tens of millions of creatures in hell, and fallen angels account for a small part. Most of the others are demons who cannot fly. If this thing is developed in hell...

Mammon touched his chin, anyone who knew him well knew what he was thinking.Mei Danzuo, who flew around in the sky, landed, looked at Mammon's expression, and said with a smile: "Sorry, Your Highness Mammon, this is an internal product of the heaven, and it is strictly forbidden to be introduced into the demon world."

Mammon raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

Mei Danzuo put away the paraglider and continued walking forward, while saying: "The total number of hell legions is much larger than that of the angel legion. The angel legion can fight in the air, so they have some advantages. If this technology is introduced to the demons , then once the two realms go to war, the heaven realm will suffer a lot.”

Mamen said: "That's true, but I think that as long as His Majesty and His Highness Michael don't turn against each other, the two worlds will still coexist peacefully."

Mei Danzuo stood on a fallen rotten log, straightened his arms, and walked forward steadily: "That's what I said, but, Your Royal Highness, the risk in the heavens is still very high..." Mei Danzuo turned sideways Face, showing a smile that you and I both know.

Mamen's eyes darkened, and she thought that heaven is not all trash, she said with a nonchalant smile: "No hurry, the future will be long."

Mei Danzuo didn't care, and walked forward with a smile, her long hair was draped softly on his shoulders. Mamen looked at him, and suddenly wanted to touch him.

Meidanzuo hummed another hymn, but Mamen didn't feel disgusted when she heard it, and suddenly said: "The voice is beautiful, Your Highness Meidanzuo, are you interested in singing a song at Canye? The biggest nightclub in hell, I industry."

After blurting it out, Mammon regretted it a little. After all, he is a seraphim, and he has the same status in heaven as the seven demon kings of hell. Asking him to sing in a nightclub is like asking Samuel to fight in black fists.

Mei Danzuo glanced at Mamen and said with a smile, "How do you calculate the income?"

Mamen raised her eyebrows and said, "Four or six?"

Mei Danzuo laughed: "You four and I six?"

The small calculation in Mamen's heart quickly calculated the long-term benefits, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It's easy to say."

The author has something to say:

[Small theater] "Sore neck?" Mei Danzuo smiled and said, "Use the Gabriel brand muscle and bone paste, which is produced in the Sixth Factory of Paradise, and you will pay ten for the fake one. If your muscles and bones are sore, you should look for the Gabriel brand muscle and bone paste." The door looked at him speechlessly: "Actually, before I met you, I only had sore hands." Mei Danzuo smiled cryptically: "Jerking off?" "No, counting money." QAQ's status today Not too good, a little more nonsense [Crawl away]