The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Does the so-called fate really exist in the world?

Impossible, after all, even the god himself is still in a daze, so there is no way to limit the trajectory of others.

An Minghui still couldn't figure out why the developer let himself come to these brand-new worlds, and why he always let himself exit these stages in that way.

Now the battle between the remaining prisoners in the Law Room has entered a fierce stage, which means that his time is running out.

it rained today.

When the first drop of rain fell from the sky, An Minghui hadn't reacted yet. He only raised his head in a daze when the rain hit his forehead. After realizing that it was raining, he didn't use magic to avoid the rain, but stood still. He let the water drop on his body in place, and looked at the distant sky with a peaceful expression.

Noah watched the smooth black hair and slender eyelashes drenched by the rain, watched the pair of wide wings gradually soaked in water, and watched the expression on An Minghui's face that made him feel uneasy I don't know why An Minghui didn't take shelter from the rain, and he didn't want to see his angel in such a pitiful appearance.

At the next moment, An Minghui only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then came back to his senses, only to find that Noah had taken off his coat at some point, and instead of using magic, he held the coat on his head with both hands Cover him from the raindrops falling from the sky.

It was raining heavily, and big raindrops made a rustling sound on the grass and trees in the forest. Noah himself was also soaked, and his clothes were completely stuck to his body, looking quite embarrassed. But still quietly shielding him from the rain, looking at him without blinking.

He couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so stupid? Let's go, let's find a place to shelter from the rain."

Noah didn't care about the water droplets falling on his body, just looked at him and asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

"..." Noah is really much sharper than An Minghui imagined, "Don't worry about it, because I'm leaving soon, so I'm a little...a bit sad? Their actions are indeed more than I expected. Hurry up."

After hearing what he said, Noah nodded quietly, still not letting go of the hand holding the coat.

He said he wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, but there was really no place to hide from the rain in this forest, so An Minghui simply went back to his old business and used magic to build a tree house again, and entered this tree house again after a while. I really feel nostalgic in the tree house.

The noble god still did not use magic this time, but took a piece of soft cloth, and dried his angel carefully with his own hands. The action was very careful, as if he wanted to be careful to the end of every feather.

An Minghui was so confused that he took another piece of dry cloth and planned to help Noah wipe the water off his body, but he was stopped by the other party.

"I'll go out for a while." Noah said, "I'll be fine soon."

An Minghui was surprised by this, but he didn't ask any further questions, just smiled and nodded: "I see."

It's not bad when Noah takes the initiative to act separately from him, and it's better than being inseparable from him at all.

However, he who watched Noah leave didn't know what the other party was doing where he couldn't see it.

After leaving the tree house, Noah soon came to an orc wandering aimlessly in the forest, and before the opponent could react, he used the huge magic power of Jianghai to force him to the ground, The sound of bones being crushed to pieces was covered by the sound of rain, but the orc's roar was clearly heard.

But at a time like this, the bangs or screams that sounded everywhere were already commonplace, so who would care?

Noah carefully crushed every bone on the orc's limbs, and then used his own mental power to invade the opponent's spiritual domain, and forcibly crushed the opponent's spiritual power.

This process only took a few seconds to complete, during which the other party's screams did not move Noah at all, his indifferent expression never changed, and after doing this, he used magic to float him in mid-air He brought it under a giant tree at the edge of the forest, threw it there like trash, and turned around to find the next target.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Apart from them, there are eleven prisoners left, and all of them have been collected.

Noah deprived them of all mobility, threw them under the giant tree, and then carefully cut out the space turbulence nearby, ensuring that anything that tried to leave or enter it would be blocked by the space. Torn apart by the cracks.

His angel didn't want to leave here so quickly, so these prisoners couldn't be allowed to die too quickly, they had to be managed.

He left those screams behind him, turned around and planned to go back to the tree house, but when he turned around, something caught his attention, so he couldn't help but stop.

A pure white flower grew beside a bush. The flower bloomed very big, and the rain washed over the petals continuously, making the snow-white petals look more delicate.Most of the flowers are fragile, and this flower looks the same, but even after being washed by such a heavy rain, it still hasn't broken the stem, and only lost two petals.

The bright white color is very obvious in the forest, and the blooming appearance of the flowers also reminded Noah of his white and soft good-looking angel.

So Noah stepped forward, bent down to pick the flower, and carefully held it in his hands. He glanced at the half-broken flower stem standing on the ground, and saw the white bird lying there quietly. The bird didn't show any special expression.

He has never paid attention to the creatures on the mainland, but he still knows about the monsters in the law.

After this black and white twin bird dies, a flower of the corresponding color will bloom around it, which contains abundant magical elements.

But Noah didn't care about the origin and value of this flower, he just thought that An Minghui might like it and wanted to give it to An Minghui.

Thinking of this, he once again softened his expression slightly, gently stroked his lower abdomen with one hand, and couldn't help thinking: What will that angel's child look like?Will it look like him?

With a white flower, as soon as Noah approached the tree house, he heard a familiar, clear and ethereal singing voice, as if it was guiding him in the direction.

If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the chirping of birds. At this moment, whether it is the sound of rain, birdsong or the sound of wind blowing, it seems to be singing to this song.

Coming under the tree house, Noah raised his head, and saw An Minghui sitting in front of the window of the tree house, with the familiar black bird parked on the window sill in front of him.

The angel sang songs from the elves, his slender fingers gently teased the birds in front of him, and at the same time looked at him with a smile. Through the window, he could vaguely see the fluffy and wide wings behind the angel, and those dark eyes were even more profound than The night sky is also inclusive and beautiful.He can also smell the pheromones belonging to the angel in the air, which is the smell of light and warmth. Just the perception can be reassuring, making all the storms in the outside world no longer seem so terrible.

All this is like a holy and beautiful dream.

In the next second, the figure of the god appeared outside the window, scaring away the black bird that was originally standing on the edge of the window, and leaned over without hesitation, kissing the lips of the angel through the window.

Fortunately, the angel, who has always been gentle and tolerant, did not reject the god's abruptness, but calmly accepted the endless entanglement from the god.

After the long kiss, An Ming turned his head away from Noah's entanglement with a dark smile, took the flowers in Noah's hand, and couldn't help teasing them with each other: "Are we Romeo and Juliet?"

Of course Noah would not know this story, so An Minghui didn't expect him to take the blame, but pulled Noah into the room after saying such a sentence on his own, with a somewhat dumbfounding expression: "The flowers are beautiful, but Wouldn't you be in a hurry to come in through the window?"

An Minghui picked up the towel, wiped the rainwater from Noah's hair, took another look at the white flowers on the window sill and the heavy rain outside the window, sighed and said with emotion: "I saw the little guy last time again, But this time I only saw the black one, I don’t know what happened to the other one.”

Intuition told Noah that his angel probably wouldn't be happy to know the bird was dead.

So he didn't mention the white bird he saw, just looked at An Minghui intently, and asked, "Do you like that flower?"

"It's beautiful, of course I'd like it."

There was a satisfied smile on the face of the god, and he murmured to himself, "That's enough."

He gave all his patience and love to the angel in front of him, as long as his angel can be happy, everything is fine.

Didn't he fall into the cage from the throne of God just to meet his angel again?

Maybe this is fate.

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i like my creation

only the most special one

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