"Clang—"

Lucifer's blade made of air collided with a white sword with a red cross.

Michael held the holy sword in his hand and blocked Lucifer's attack. His calm face was still expressionless. He said, "It is a great sin to disrespect God. Lucifer, don't be impulsive."

"Disrespect?" Lucifer showed a sarcastic sense, "I even dare to go against the will of heaven, why are you afraid of serious sins? I am already in hell, see where can the great God punish me again!"

The Lord's eyes and mouth are full of bitterness, "I have no intention..."

Lucifer looked at him coldly.

Michael, who was sandwiched among them, hesitated for a moment and said, "Luci, what happened back then should end in that year, and you should come out of the past."

"Let's go?" Lucifer's blade disappeared, and he took a step back. The black windbreaker was still swaying in the strong wind caused by spiritual power. His eyes passed over Michael and fell on the obscure Lord behind him. "My heart is broken on him, Mir, tell me, how can I go?"

Unexpectedly, he would spread his mind so nakedly. This action was undoubtedly similar to showing weakness. Lucifer's face was calm, and despair and sorrow were as sudden as the stars in the night.

The figure of the Creator God leaving was too resolute, leaving all his reason and calm on the verge of collapse.

Looking at the vaguely broken sadness under Lucifer's hard face, Michael was slightly stunned, and the holy sword in his hand couldn't help but hang down.

The Lord closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at Lucifer's expression at this moment.

Lin Yingkong couldn't help but show unhappy eyes.

The Lord said that he would go as soon as he could, and he would make people uneasy. He was simply a scumbag!

Feng Rong gave Lin Yingkong a look of "being restless" and then stepped forward and pressed Lucifer's shoulder.

Feeling the support from an old friend, Lucifer's tense nerves slightly relaxed, allowing Feng Rong to block him behind him.

At this time, Michael had retreated behind the Lord. He was in a hurry to follow the power, otherwise he would not dare to offend his god.

So Feng Rong directly confronted the Lord.

The Lord could only smile bitterly when he faced Feng Rong's cold eyes that had never been seen before.

Feng Rong said coldly: "How to deal with the matter between you? Even if you are the God of Creation, you should have asked another party about his thoughts."

The minister's tone was really rude. Michael frowned slightly and was about to speak when the Lord raised his hand to stop him.

The Lord bowed his head and said, "Sorry, I am too self-righteous."

When he said this, his eyes fell on Lucifer, but Lucifer just closed his eyes tiredly, as if he had deliberately avoided the sight of the Lord.

The Lord was completely empty, but there was nothing unusual on his face. He seemed to be very calm: "It's just that as Mir said, the things that happened back then were indeed over, and it would be meaningless to pursue too much..."

He wanted to continue talking, but unfortunately the rest of the words were stared back by Lucifer's almost cannibalistic gaze.

Feng Rong hugged Lucifer, who was so angry that he wanted to rush over again, and threw it to Lin Yingkong for attention.

Lucifer was so excited that his reason was almost gone. He tried to break free with just brute force. Lin Ying was busy fixing him with shadow, so as not to do anything to kill the gods.

For a moment, the Lord wanted Lin Yingkong not to swear Lucifer like this, because he would be disobedient, but as soon as the words came to his throat, he swallowed them.

Feng Rong did not let go of this detail and asked directly: "What do you want to say?"

The Lord hesitated and remained silent.

Seeing that the Lord was acting like this, Feng Rong's cold eyes eased strangely. He shook his head and said, "If you want Lucifer to hate you completely, and you will no longer be worried about you... I can only say that your method is too clumsy and bad."

Not to mention the others present, even the Lord himself was stunned by these words.

Lucifer looked at Feng Rong in surprise, and even Michael, who had a flat expression, frowned, as if he was a little confused.

However, Lin Yingkong knew Feng Rong quite well, and he could hear some clues as soon as he heard it.

The Lord soon came back to his senses, as if he couldn't understand Feng Rong's words, "Minister of the Imperial Palace, you're thinking too much."

Feng Rong sighed, "Do you really think... Lucifer didn't notice anything?"

The expression of the Lord was slightly stiff, "I..."

Feng Rong shook his head, "If he didn't know anything, he wouldn't attack you."

The Lord's eyes fell on the broken bracelet of the forbidden demon, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a single piece.

Lucifer received the influence of Feng Rong's overly calm mood, slowly put away his anger, and his eyes gradually became a little painful and confused, "You..."

“—Are you almost dying?”

In the first floor game room of the holiday villa.

The members of the field team of the General Office no longer played mahjong and gathered secretly in front of Ding Youlan's computer screen.

"How is it?" Fei Rong asked anxiously, "Have you recovered the signal yet?"

Ding Youlan said with a bitter face: "The magic power that His Majesty Lucifer just broke out is too strong. I suspect that the bee camera was hit by a problem."

"What should I do?" Cheng Xiaodai scratched his head, "We can't run over and pick up the camera and repair it now, right?"

Di Bingqiao had no choice but to turn her head and ask Zhu Mengtian and Yiling: "How is your sound transmission array doing?"

Zhu Mengtian was also miserable, "No, it's too rough. Unless the minister comes to help, he will be discovered by the big guys above him as soon as he starts!"

Fei Rong blinked, "If it really doesn't work, just let Yiling go and 'see' it."

This "look" naturally refers to Yiling's mind reading technique.

Yi Ling smiled helplessly when she heard this, "My strength cannot reach the point where I can 'see' them through. The Minister and Assistant Lin's ideas can only be captured by me when they are very strong."

Han Lu also said to the point: "Don't make things difficult for Yiling, why don't I go upstairs and eavesdrop on it?"

The field team of the General Office shook their heads collectively - Well, they were a group of big guys who were gossiping, so don't let the smallest Han Lu take the risk.

"By the way, don't you think that you are really too bad?" Fei Rong said melancholy, "I think His Majesty Lucifer is so pitiful, he is full of infatuation and mispaid something..."

Ding Youlan nodded with gratitude, "It's been so uncomfortable for him to wait alone for so many years. That honor is too heartless."

Cheng Xiaodai hesitated and said, "Maybe that priest has his own difficulties?"

"What can you do?" Fei Rong said flatly, "If he really cares about His Majesty Lucifer, why would he be so sad?"

"Probably..." Zhu Mengtian said quietly, "If you don't let him be sad now, you will be even more sad in the future."

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Zhu Mengtian.

“Huh?”

"What's the meaning?"

"Tell me?"

Zhu Mengtian looked at the taciturn E Jingbai.

E Jingbai was not involved in their gossip, but just sat there and sent messages to Yan Mi. Seeing that the members of the group had all seen it, he said concisely: "That priest is very weak. The God said that the first generation of gods are almost dead. If only that priest can live for a long time, it would be unreasonable."

Everyone was shocked.

Fei Rong widened her eyes, "Brother Jingbai, you...you mean..."

E Jingbai nodded, saying that he did not speak nonsense.

The others looked at each other and couldn't speak for a while.

The original gossip atmosphere was replaced by solemnity.

After a while, Xiao Dai stuttered: "Is that priest... going to die?"

Zhu Mengtian shrugged, avoiding answering, but instead expressed his apology, "So, when it is broken, it is the pain that is the infatuated devil king."

"Then he did it on purpose before..." Han Lu, the youngest, soon understood it. "He deliberately pretended to be hesitant, hesitant, and used various methods to anger His Majesty the Demon King..."

Yi Ling put down the tools to improve the sound transmission array at hand, "According to the previous situation of the two people not meeting for tens of millions of years after the Battle of the Falling Heaven... I'm afraid that the priest will hide him for tens of millions of years if he leaves him in one go."

And at that time, can Lucifer continue to miss Jehovah as much as he is now?

Even so, will he not face the departure of the Lord in such pain?

Time is so cruel. Can it really heal those bloody wounds, leaving him with only regret and sighs, and no longer the mood of despair to follow him?

Members of the field team of the General Office looked at each other, but no one could give an answer.

"But..." Ding Youlan said weakly, "Will that priest do this too cruel?"

Everyone looked at him subconsciously.

Ding Youlan whispered: "If the person I love is going to die, but I am the last one to know... I will definitely feel very uncomfortable - I feel so uncomfortable that I want to die."

Meanwhile, on the rooftop of the villa.

After Lucifer landed with confusion and incredible inquiries, the silence lasted for a long time.

In the surrounding mountains and forests, even the chirping of insects and birds no longer appeared, as if they were afraid of the momentum emitted by the few of them.

At some point, a thin layer of clouds floated from the sky, blocking most of the dazzling starlight, and there was a bit of cold and silence between the sky and the earth.

Michael had no expression on his face, and only the force of holding the holy sword in his hand showed a little nervousness.

He was not guarding against Lucifer's sneak attack, but was just using this method to alleviate the depression brought by the overly tense atmosphere at this time.

Michael's eyes moved over the Lord who was facing his back to him and fell on Lucifer's handsome face that was not as beautiful as a real person. In a vague way, Michael seemed to see Lucifer hiding in the corner before the Battle of the Falling Heaven. Lucifer was also in this way at that time, sad and helpless.

Michael thought to himself that what he should not avoid will come eventually.

The eyes of the Lord's eyelids drooped slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, avoiding Lucifer's eyes.

Lucifer stared at him, his voice as if a knife had slashed across the ground, and he said, "Are you going to leave completely?"

The Lord's hand shook, and no one noticed it, and he didn't speak.

"Tell me..." Lucifer said almost collapsed: "Do you... don't want me at all?"

There was too much powerlessness in his voice, like a child who was left on the street.
Chapter completed!