The Lord also noticed the existence of Cheng Xiaodai, so he waved his hand and signaled him to come.

I took Xiaodai to trot over and handed over the thin scarf in my hand, "Your Excellency, I'll give it to you."

Although Cheng Xiaodai didn't understand why Lin Yingkong sent a message to ask him to wear a scarf, in his opinion, how could the Creator God be afraid of the cold?

He did not know that the Lord was in a weak state at this time.

When the Lord saw the scarf, he was stunned for a moment, but he did not refuse to take Xiaodai's kindness and took it over and wrapped it around his neck.

This experience is quite novel, because he has not felt the change of seasons for a long time. Today, whether it is because of his weakness or his mood, Jehovah actually felt cold for no reason, so he wrapped his scarf tighter.

The handsome version of Cheng Xiaodai sat next to him, his calves shaking, looking very cute and cute, and his voice was soft: "Your Excellency, are you sad?"

The Lord was stunned again, "I don't, what's wrong?"

Cheng Xiaodai curled his lips, "Adults are the same, they all like to deceive children."

The Lord did not understand his meaning, “Why do you say so?”

"Why do you still lie if you can see things with your eyes?" Cheng Xiaodai said seriously: "You are very sad, I can see it."

The Lord was slightly stunned, subconsciously touched his face, and hesitated, "Is it so... obvious?"

Cheng Xiaodai nodded, "Really, I won't lie to you on purpose."

The Lord's eyes suddenly showed a little bitterness, "That's really... a little ugly."

After living for a long time than this world, he still couldn't hide his own thoughts. Jehovah felt that he had been too disobedient these days.

Cheng Xiaodai stretched out his hand like a little adult, patted the Lord on the shoulder, and pretended to be old-fashioned: "It's normal, don't care."

The Lord was a little funny, “Do you know what it means to be timid in love?”

Cheng Xiaodai said seriously: "You just like His Majesty Lucifer, but you don't know how to tell him what he means."

The Lord's eyes widened slightly, and it took several seconds to react and subconsciously said, "...Don't speak nonsense."

Xiaodai was surprised, "Am I wrong?"

The Lord thought of the words "liaring children" that Xiao Dai said just now, and he turned his words several times in his mouth, and finally he could only say: "These things... are difficult for me to say clearly."

Cheng Xiaodai was even more puzzled, "If you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it. What's there to be something to say clearly?"

The Lord shook his head, "The world is not black or white, and many things cannot be told in the end."

Cheng Xiaodai sighed intentionally, "My lord's world is so complicated."

"Maybe..." The Lord did not comment.

"So you don't know if you like His Majesty Lucifer?" Cheng Xiaodai said.

The Lord thought he had already gone around the topic, but who knew that Xiaodai killed him and shot him back. The Lord had a headache, "I..."

Cheng Xiaodai looked at him, with no malice in his eyes, but a little curiosity and confusion.

The Lord was silent for a moment before continuing, “Whether I like it or not, it is a thing of the past.”

Cheng Xiaodai immediately looked confused - what is the past?

Is God no longer in love with that Demon King now? But it doesn’t look like it!!

He returned with a furious little dai and rushed to Lin Yingkong's feet and cried.

Lin Yingkong happened to get off the mahjong table and was making a delicate midnight snack for the minister in the kitchen - and just make some for others - as Xiaodai rushed over, Lin Yingkong almost didn't pour the milk from the pot on him.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yingkong said angrily.

"That priest is so difficult..." Cheng Xiao Daisheng said the matter one after another without any desire.

Lin Yingkong wore an apron and held a spoon, and touched his chin thoughtfully with one hand, "Past? It seems that he doesn't really want to have a future with Lucifer..."

Cheng Xiaodai was puzzled, "Are we all guessed wrong? They are pure father-son relationships?"

Lin Yingkong looked at Cheng Xiaodai meaningfully, "Your thoughts are too pure. Have you ever seen anyone who is a father who can stare at his son's beauty and bewitch you in a daze?"

Cheng Xiaodai: "..."

It turns out that he is not dirty enough... No, he didn't think of God's actions so dirty. What does it mean to covet beauty?!

The Lord did not know that he was being blackened, and he was still sitting on the rooftop, blowing the wind and dazed.

He was originally for Lucifer, but now Lucifer is unwilling to say more to him, and the Lord doesn't know what he can do.

The night wind became colder.

The stars in the sky are shining brightly.

A slight distortion suddenly appeared in the air.

The Lord seemed to feel something, his eyes turned forward.

A white figure walked through the void, stepped out in one step, and fell before the Lord.

The white robe scattered like clouds, the golden hair fell, and the white six wings spread out behind the back, swaying, and in a flash, they dissipated like stars. The visitor half-kneeled on the ground and kissed the back of the Lord's hand.

"God of Father--"

In the game room downstairs.

Feng Rong, who was guiding Lucifer to play cards, suddenly raised his head.

Lin Yingkong was about to pack up Feng Rong's empty bowl, but he was puzzled when he saw this, "Minister?"

As soon as Lin Yingkong finished speaking, he realized something, and the shadow jumped upstairs from the ground.

Feng Rong frowned, pulled Lin Yingkong's shadow back, turned his head and asked Lucifer: "Why is Michael here?"

Lucifer was stunned, "What?"

On the rooftop.

Michael, with a white robe and blonde hair, has an almost perfect face. With a expressionless face, he is a statue of an angel sculptured in the church, which is exactly in line with the people's imagination of the angel clan.

It’s a pity that this archangel has a temper...hehe, it’s not as good as I thought.

After the salute, Michael stood up and looked at the Lord without saying a word, with a little disagreement in his eyes, "God, Father, you shouldn't come."

He said it directly, and the Lord could only smile bitterly, "I cannot do what I love."

Michael paused slightly, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Before Jehovah came to the headquarters of the Spiritual Security Bureau, Michael was the first and only person to know that Jehovah was getting weaker.

In fact, Jehovah's weakness has lasted for a while, but he has not been born for a long time. Even the Western angel tribe is used to the fact that the gods do not show up for a long time, and no one finds that something is wrong.

When Michael was first informed of the situation of the Lord, he was also confused and heartbroken. Even when he thought about it, he was still full of scrutiny.

Because of this, Michael knew how crazy and helpless he would be if Lucifer got this news. He had a tragedy between Jehovah and Lucifer back then, and Michael was the only witness, so he was never willing to let these two people cause the tragedy of that year again.

The Lord and Lucifer have not met for thousands of years, so they kept hiding it, not letting the angels know that their gods had fallen, and not letting Lucifer know that his thoughts would never get the answer again. So many years have passed, so what's the difficulty of hiding it?

Michael, who has always been cold and cold, has a little difficulty understanding the emotions between them.

But the Lord sighed, "Mir, would you like to go back now and leave Peculiar?"

Michael paused slightly, and a gloom flashed in his golden eyes, "Pechul said, the curse is over, he will follow me."

It means that he will wait until that Peculius leaves with him.

The Lord closed his eyes, "When I break up with him, I will go back."

"What kind of thing do you want?" Lucifer's voice suddenly rang.

The Lord was stunned, and then he saw that Michael opposite him was completely different, and he understood in his heart that he did it on purpose.

The Lord smiled bitterly and turned around and looked at Lucifer who appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

Luci was there, his face was as frost and his black clothes were as ink. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong followed him, but the other people from the General Office Office Department's Field Team did not follow him.

Seeing that the Lord did not speak, Lucifer no longer looked at him, but turned his eyes on another man. He paused for a moment before saying, "Mir, long time no see."

Michael nodded to him, "Luci."

Then Michael's eyes fell on the Forbidden Demon Band in his hand, and Daise's brow frowned slightly. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he wanted to destroy the bracelet after raising his hand.

Lin Yingkong shouted in his heart that he was not good. Before he could stop him, Lucifer shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Michael's movement stopped. He thought it was a conflict between his Father God and Lucifer, so the Lord put it on him - after all, Lucifer's temper was really bad.

Michael looked at the Lord with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The Lord shook his head helplessly, "It's not me... I didn't have a deep conversation with him."

Lucifer said coldly: "What are you going to talk to me? Kill me, will you break the grudge between heaven and hell?"

The curve of the corners of the Lord's mouth became bitterer, "I am not here to confront you again."

"That's just want to talk about peace?" Lucifer sneered, "Why do you have any hesitation? Talking to me directly - I will call the Seven Demon Lords, let's talk at the negotiating table, okay, talk!"

Lucifer regained his previous appearance of being full of spikes. The Lord suddenly felt that Michael was right and they should not meet again...

The Lord was tired and could only sigh, "Then... as you said, Mir, bring people to talk to Luci."

After saying that, the Lord broke through the void and wanted to leave on the spot!
To be continued...