Under the different kapok flowers.

The black-haired demon king has become a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.

Zhu Mengtian had to go to negotiate with the person who was secretly photographed with a smile and asked the other party to delete the photos he was secretly photographed.

After all, this is the devil king of hell. If his photos are circulated, then the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Spirit must go crazy.

What should I do if His Majesty the Demon King accidentally gets fleshed out?!

Zhu Mengtian imagined some scenes of some humans with face control who volunteered to go to hell to chase stars, and couldn't help but have a cold war.

The Eastern Underworld and Western Hell will actually compete for business, but there is not much friction. If Lucifer's beautiful photos are really spread, it will not be necessary.

It’s not that he belittled his oriental supernatural world, but that the appearance of the five ghost emperors in the underworld and the ten palaces of the Hell may not be as high as Lucifer!

Lucifer himself did not know Zhu Mengtian's imagination these wild ideas. He was sitting under the strange kapok tree in a daze.

"His Majesty the Demon King~" Fei Rong, who had been talking, suddenly stopped and looked at Lucifer, who was absent-minded, "What are you thinking?"

Lucifer came back to his senses and said lightly: "Nothing."

Fei Rong stared at him for a while, then slowly removed the overly cheerful smile on her face, showed her true bitterness, and said dejectedly: "Okay, you look so sad, I don't know how to make you laugh."

Lucifer was slightly stunned.

Fei Rong murmured, "Don't be sad, otherwise I don't know what to do..."

Lin Yingkong said that she would pester Lucifer more and make him happy and not to destroy the world if he was unhappy. However, Fei Rong felt that Lucifer seemed so sad at this time, so sad that he didn't have the energy to do anything to this world.

This Lucifer reminded Fei Rong of her Uncle Xing Jun. He was still alive at that time and looked so empty that he seemed to be broken when he touched it, which made people feel broken when they saw it.

Fei Rong used to not understand why Xing Jun always looked sad. Later, she realized that it was because Qin Bianhai left him alone in the world, so he felt so uncomfortable that he was dying, but he couldn't die, and he had to drag his body to avenge Qin Bianhai.

Thinking of this, Fei Rong's eyes turned red.

She had already vaguely realized that maybe Lucifer would be the next Xing Jun.

Lucifer looked at Fei Rong in confusion and said lightly: "I'm not sad, but you don't seem very happy."

Fei Rong thought to herself, I am sad for you.

But Fei Rong didn't say it, just said, "I remembered an elder who was very nice to me, but he was gone."

Lucifer said calmly: "Is it human? Then life and death are just a cycle of reincarnation for him, and there is nothing to be unhappy about."

Fei Rong flattened her mouth, "But live again, he will not be him."

Lucifer was a little dazed, and the dark pink alien kapok reflected in his dark pupils.

Since taming the power of darkness, his golden eyes have completely turned black, as if it was an ominous symbol. The members of the field team of the General Office have seen it, but they just kept it in their hands and didn't dare to mention it.

Lucifer stared at the sunlight falling from the gap between the flowers and whispered: "You are right, live again and he is not him."

Just as the Lord died, there will be no second God of Light in this world.

Even if Michael inherited his burden, he would no longer become the God that people have always believed in.

The Angels are about to lose their Father God.

……forever.

After staying in the Yikapok planting area for a while, the field team of the General Office returned to the villa to get a lunch, then packed up their things and hiked down the mountain.

Compared to the pleasant atmosphere of laughter and joking before, the journey back seemed much quieter and heavier.

The members of the General Office's field team also wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but Lucifer didn't say a word, and Jehovah looked weak and pale. They felt a little embarrassed when they said a few more words, so they had to rush to the road.

The journey is extremely frustrating.

Zhu Mengtian, who likes to chatter, is almost irritating his intestines. In the end, he can't stand it, so he simply falls behind the team and calls Zong Shaoxian to talk to him.

It took a while before the Lord realized the excessive quietness in the team, he cheered up and said a few words to Cheng Xiaodai beside him, which made him laugh.

Taking advantage of Xiaodai, he started chatting with the Lord.

The team finally stopped maintaining that dead quietness, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Lucifer followed Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong, and looked silent, but he didn't like to take care of others from the beginning, and the members of the General Office's field team are not unfamiliar with this.

Everyone started talking while going down the mountain again, maintaining a lively atmosphere. Although it was a bit deliberate, it was better than the depression just now.

I climbed up the mountain for most of the day yesterday, and the speed of going down the mountain was much faster, but the mountain was relatively steep and the road down the mountain was not easy to walk. Ding Youlan slid several times with poor physical strength. Fortunately, there was E Jingbai next to him, he would pick him up every time.

Feng Rong thoughtfully, "Who is watching Xiao Lan's physical training recently? After returning, I will supervise him to double the price."

Ding Youlan immediately looked bitter.

He is a mental worker, don’t be so cruel to him!

After Feng Rong said that, he turned around and looked at the Lord behind the team and asked, "Do you need a rest?"

The Lord was stunned, shook his head, and said gently: "It's okay."

Although he looks weak, he is not as weak as he can't walk.

But Lucifer glanced at him, and the Lord understood the meaning of Fengrong, and sighed secretly, without changing his words to say tiredness.

Lucifer quickly turned his eyes away.

Seeing this, Feng Rong frowned and had to turn her head back and stare at the road beneath her feet.

Lin Yingkong thought something and then whispered to Feng Rong: "Minister, are you caring about them? It's rare..."

The assistant gentleman was not jealous because he was surprised. After all, the ministers usually don’t care about this kind of emotional problem. As long as they make sure that the affairs of Jehovah and Lucifer do not cause major problems, they can solve them internally.

Feng Rong shook his head when he heard this, "It's nothing, I just think..."

As for what he felt, he didn't continue.

Lin Yingkong thought about it for a while and probably knew what Feng Rong meant.

The Lord felt that he was about to die, so it would be okay to be misunderstood and resented. He felt that perhaps this would make Lucifer forget him one day.

But Feng Rong felt that this was not fair to Lucifer. Compared to the unknown resentment, knowing the truth would make him a little better.
Chapter completed!