If you can't usually go to the Great Hall to meet God, you can't escape the church meeting.

A few days before the meeting, Lucifer began to worry about this incident. His lover was favored by God after being whitewashed. He could not predict whether the Messiah, who had recovered his memory, could still be tolerated by God.

"I'll seal your memory."

Lucifer could only come up with such a trick.

Lying in his bedroom, Lucifer played with the only two scales left, and from time to time he responded, he wondered when he would dig a piece of Behemoth on his body. "I'm talking to you about the serious business, what are you playing alone?" Lucifer took a scale from his hand and put it in front of him to look at it, "Dragon scales? They don't look like black dragon scales."

The scales seem to be dark and dull, very ordinary, but when you look closer, it is close to the translucent color, which is very attractive.

"Luci, give it to me." Lucifer wanted to get it back immediately, but unfortunately, Lucifer narrowed his eyes the next second and found a similar object in his memory. "This color... is the scales of Behemoth's abyss demon dragon?"

Lucifer coughed, "The last time he was in heat in my bed, he rubbed off many scales."

Lucifer: "…"

He returned the scales to the Messiah in anger, instead of throwing them directly into his face. Lucifer couldn't understand that the other party was a man in the paradise camp, and he also treasured a scale of a demon dragon in his hand. "Even if you have a collectivist attack, don't be attracted to the scales of the demon, okay? I can get as much as Ulysses' golden scales."

Lucifer sighed, "I have been in the mortal world for so long, and the Church of Light has been together on the Floating Island for several years."

Lucifer stood with his arms crossed and waited for him to continue explaining.

Lucifer threw two scales into the space and talked about his life experiences in the Floating Island over the years. "The taste of the dragon clan... tsk, I really don't want to see the golden color of that slutty bag anymore."

"You don't like gold jewelry?"

"I like everything you give."

Lucifer turned his back on his face faster than reading books, and he sweetly expressed his love for Lucifer.

Lucifer sat on the bed, pursed his lips and asked another thing he cared about, "You have no other connection with Behemoth, right?" Lucifer had a headache when he heard the name of the demon dragon. Who made him tease the last time he was discovered, which made Lucifer very sensitive to his private life recently, and seemed to have no intention of climbing the wall to let it appear.

"I really have nothing to do with him. Last time you misunderstood." Lucifer pillowed on his knees and tried to whiten his reputation. Lucifer only believed halfway, combing his messed silver hair with his fingers. It felt beautiful to pass his fingertips through his scalp. Lucifer had never enjoyed this gentle move in his past or in this life. He murmured comfortably, "Well, baby, continue."

Lucifer's hand stopped and said in shame: "...Can you speak more normally?"

Lucifer smiled innocently.

"What to do tomorrow? Have you come up with your idea?" Lucifer resisted his thoughts and asked in a low voice. Lucifer also had a thorough understanding of God. After thinking, he replied: "Sealing memory is the worst. I want to try to disguise myself before."

Lucifer didn't believe he could succeed, "Disguise? You know Michael is beginning to suspect that you have recovered your memory?"

"Michael is your adjutant, and I don't dare to say it out. Didn't you notice that I was hiding from Metatron recently?" Lucifer touched Lucifer's back waist with his fingers, and rubbed his hips little by little. Lucifer ignored his advantageous hand and focused on important things. "If Metatron knew about your situation, he would definitely report it to God. It's normal for you to hide from him. These problems are second-hand. Are you sure that God can't find the problem tomorrow?"

Lucifer replied: "No problem during the meeting."

Lucifer looked down at him, and Lucifer closed his eyes. For a while, he showed a clear look as pure as morning light. There was no trace of darkness or flaw in it, and it seemed to gather the beauty and glory of thousands of galaxies.

"Messiah."

Lucifer's fingers covered his eyes and said lightly: "Sometimes I always doubt whether God created two me." The silver-haired Son licked his wrist, and Lucifer immediately came back to his senses from his amazement and stared at this guy who ruined the atmosphere.

"It's all my illusion."

"I am different from you, you are thinking too much."

Lucifer smiled dumbly and pulled the blonde angel to the bed for in-depth communication. The advantage of returning from the mortal world is that Lucifer let go of the bottom line and blushed less often, and he would always make himself succeed once in a while.

But the only regret is that Lucifer will definitely not allow him to release it in his body.

Once, he couldn't help but irrigate all the little mystery. Lucifer didn't have time to show his pride, but his lover was kicked out of bed without any mercy. In terms of force, Lucifer could not openly fight against Lucifer who was in a furious position. In the next three days, Lucifer refused to meet, which made Lucifer completely understand his determination. Lucifer did not want to get pregnant at this stage, and he did not want the Messiah to be imprisoned again because of the child.

In heaven, sleeping with seraphites is not something that ordinary people can bear. At least with the precedent of the failure of the Messiah's request for marriage, no angel dared to be ready to confess, and decided that love is hard to open.

When another church meeting began, Lucifer became the second person to arrive on time. Metatron was the first to come, and Lucifer was a little slower than before, almost one after another with Michael. Lucifer naturally knew the reason. The first half of the night last night was too intense, and he left in the second half of the night. Lucifer probably slept a little longer in the morning.

His eyes swept across Lucifer's calm face, Lucifer restrained his thoughts and focused on being a "Lucyfil" who admires the gods.

The meeting began after the eight seraphs and one holy son all arrived.

God appears on the throne.

Standing in front of the throne is the symbol of the highest status and the place with the greatest pressure. Michael stood relaxed and comfortable on the right side of the throne, and never had to worry about God's direct gaze. He looked at His Highness Lucifer and the Messiah without a trace. His boss was a little weird and late. However, the Son was in very good condition today, and he was full of spirit and could not see any possibility of recovering his memory.

Michael understood that if you want to become a superior, you must first have a strong enough mental strength to resist stress.

"Messiah, say."

After listening to Lucifer's report, God focused on the Son.

Lucifer skillfully "snatching God, lowering his head, and reporting things". The three steps are coherent and implicit reverence, which makes Lucifer look sideways and confirms that what the other party says is true, and the effect of playing an amnesia state is so good.

Lucifer didn't understand. Since he was so good at winning God's favor, why did he like to do it in the past?

God said, “Did you adapt in the position of the Lord’s Angels?”

Lucifer replied respectfully: "Everything is fine."

In this question and answer, no Seraph could see God's concern, and the Messiahs before did not have such treatment at all. In contrast, they were in a complicated mood and found that God favored Lucifer so much that his temper was like ninety percent of the Messiahs were taken care of.

Listening to their voices, Lucifer felt a little uncomfortable, his private parts were slightly sticky, and became more and more obvious when he stood up straight. He realized that he was late to get up and couldn't clean it up, so he hurriedly disappeared the kiss marks.

It’s all because the Messiah has been pestering him for so long!

Finally, until the meeting ended, Lucifer and his companions went out together, leaving the Messiah alone in the Great Hall. He was a little worried, but he could not ask God to stay, so he could only wait for the news of the Messiah's return in Xingtian. Michael saw his emotions and comforted him: "Your Highness, it is his honor to keep him."

Lucifer was walking back to the administrative palace, thinking that if it was exposed, the honor and pet would become punishment.

Messiah, don't let me visit the prison again.

In the Great Hall, God's reason for leaving the Messiah is very simple. Check the progress of his study. His tone was gentle in the coldness, just like he treated Lucifer, "How did you learn piano skills? Have you made progress."

Lucifer looked at the harp that appeared on the ground in a daze. What does this mean?

"Go and try." God sat on the throne and looked waiting, which invisibly increased the pressure.

Lucifer debugged the strings and delayed the time. His own skill was beyond doubt. He had no doubt about his level after losing his memory, just like a beginner. It was difficult for him not to reveal the differences between the two. Lucifer fiddled with a few syllables and quickly found a music score with low technical difficulty and a test of his mood. The wonderful and simple sound of the piano flowed out from his fingertips, like a clear spring in the mountain stream, ding dong.

Lucifer sealed all the hatred of his previous life, relaxed his body, and played this song with the soul that was in line with the initial angel period.

God's evaluation after hearing this was very thorough, "You have made great progress, but unfortunately you didn't have the last time."

Lucifer secretly scolded him for asking for so much.

God looked at him with some emotion, Lucifer smiled purely, his eyes full of self-blame to learn from the lessons. God does not like the fallen people, but he has a great affection for those who are striving and progressing. "Messiah, come to my great church when you have time. I hope to hear the clean soul in your piano music and not let it be stained with any dust."

Lucifer bowed his head and said nothing.

God wondered about his attitude and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you speak?"

Lucifer said, "What if it is stained with dust?"

God's cold expression is a little softer, just like the smile of an ordinary person, "I can purify all things in the world. If your heart is covered by dust, I can brush it away and let it return to its pure essence."

Lucifer: "…"
Chapter completed!