Michael was squatting in prison for a few days, and suddenly he was happy. He felt that Bezebu was visiting him!

"Beiseb!"

"It's me."

Before the figure arrived, Beizeb's voice came from the end of the corridor.

Along the way, before the robe of the Wisdom Angel's deputy was changed, the Angel Prison had a clear restriction on visiting prison. He rushed from Xingtian to Mars without stopping, and the prison gate was almost closed. Although Samar was reluctant to let him in, his companion was placed there, so he tolerated him once.

Beizeb's tea-colored eyes were slightly dim, and he saw Michael's appearance. The other party changed all the jewelry and clothing, leaving only an ordinary white robe, which was the red hair that made him look much brighter.

"You are so stupid. You don't hide any further when you see His Highness Metatron."

"I thought it was you..."

Michael was sobbing that Metatron must have seen him, and then deliberately hid his breath to catch him.

Besieb said coldly: "Touch your hand over."

Michael climbed down from the bed, and according to his request, his palm pressed against the barrier. Bezebu looked at Michael who was half a step away from him, and raised his hand and pointed his palm to Michael's palm. This scene made Samar sit upright in front of the surveillance crystal ball, with curiosity on his eyes. What is Bezebu going to do? He wouldn't be stupid enough to help Michael escape from prison, right?

Golden light.

The light belonging to the magic contract illuminates!

Beizeb used the particularity of the contract to cleverly avoid the influence of the barrier. This contract was only affected by distance and not affected by obstacles. The distance between the palm and the palm just met the conditions. He silently recited the content of the contract that was not hurt by each other and handed over a wisp of his soul to Michael, "Don't be blinded by His Highness in the future."

Michael took this soul breath, carefully treasured it in his soul, and then stuffed part of his soul breath to Beizeb.

After the exchange, the contract was reached, and they could sense each other's whereabouts in the three realms.

Bezebu was relieved and was about to say something, Michael in front of him moved forward a little further, his forehead against the barrier, and his strong and handsome face was clearly reflected in Bezebu's eyes. The distance between them suddenly became infinitely close, and ambiguity followed. Michael pressed his lips against the barrier, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to be shaking from his soul.

"Beiseb, can you get closer?"

“…”

Bethibu's face was strange.

Do you think you did this, I don’t know that you are learning that messianic bastard!

Without retreating or going forward, Bethibu stood at the last bottom line of his friend and said arduously: "Is that okay? Don't go further." As soon as he said it, he realized that his voice was obviously shaken and begging.

how so!

Bethibu immediately stopped the conversation, "I, I'll leave first."

His body turned around, and one arm forced the barrier to catch his waist. "You choose to escape again-" Michael said, pulling Bezebu into the barrier with force.

The range of the cell was very small. Michael just took a few steps back and then rolled onto the bed with Bezebu in his arms. Bezebu's body was particularly thin and slender, and his strength was much smaller than that of him. Michael pressed under him, lowered his head, and kissed the angel he was thinking about.

"No! Let go...I...can't..."

“…Mi…Cale…”

Under the hot kiss that was about to die, the struggle sounded lowered, leaving behind an uncontrollable breath.

The long and light golden hair was scattered on the bedding. Beizeb's breathing was rapid, his eyes were covered with mist, and his chest was undulating. There were mottled marks on his neck, his clothes were opened many times, his collarbone was a tooth mark after biting, and even his breasts/tips were swept, turning from light to deep red. In Michael's eyes, Beizeb was more beautiful than ever, and he almost wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Michael placed his hands under his lower abdomen and gently kneaded them.

"Ha...ah..." Bezebu couldn't resist such stimulation, and bent down and tried to push Michael away, but he held the vulnerable place and finally shot into his hand.

Bethibu was ashamed to death, and his face was red and blood dripped.

"Nothing, I like you, it's normal to help you solve it." Michael bit his earlobe and continued to rub his fingertips there. This was the first time for him, but for Bezebub, he didn't mind doing it a few more times. No wonder the Messiah always gave no room to hook up with His Highness, even if it was to comfort him, it had a different feeling.

After experiencing this kind of thing, when leaving the prison, Bethibu basically fled with his head down.

Samar stood at a high place in the prison, watching Bethibu quickly leave the area of ​​the Angel Prison through the window, which was like being chased by a large group of king-level demons behind, as fast as possible.

"Herty, destroy the crystal ball."

"yes."

Hetty responded respectfully.

She held the crystal ball with both hands, and the crystal ball placed on the table lost its luster and shattered into ashes.

Just as the throne of the throne was about to go to rest, Hedy said lightly: "There have been many crystal balls destroyed in recent years, and there are not many left in the storage room. I wonder if Your Highness has considered replenishing the supply."

Samar's eyes drifted and said quietly: "You can do it, don't make any public statements. Make a list for me tomorrow, report other missing items to me, and improve the accommodation environment in the prison." When Michael and Bethibu were intimate, his companions could only lie pitifully on the bed for only an adult man.

"Your Highness should have been like this long ago."

Seeing that he was willing to allocate funds to improve the prison environment, Hetty said goodbye.

A month soon, Michael came out of prison with a smile. Samar, who wanted to meet again and again, was ruthlessly rejected by his companions, "You go away quickly."

Michael did not leave immediately and whispered: "Have you left any record that you shouldn't have?"

Samar shook his head implicitly.

Michael poked his shoulder with a smile, "I forgot to ask, how is it between you and Gabriel?" Samar would not reveal his private life to him. He threw away Michael without changing his face and walked towards the stairs with great strides.

Michael hurriedly chased after him, fearing that he would throw himself into this maze-like prison.

In the eighth level, Seraph and Wisdom Deputy will never look up and look down. There is no way to avoid it in public. This made Michael very satisfied, but Bezebu was unhappy. Why did he struggle so much? Michael just stayed by his side stickyly, and he came to visit him repeatedly in the middle of the night, asking if he could stay overnight!

Faced with this typical behavior of a big-tail wolf, Bezebu usually goes crazy and drives Michael out.

Looking at Michael who was leaving with a pillow, he was angry and a little more embarrassed. Even though his clothes were not taken off, his body maintained the chastity of an angel, but Michael touched all the things he should have and kissed, saying that their relationship was still pure... He himself didn't believe it.

In the Seraph’s circle, except Metatron, all other Seraphs knew about this secret pursuit.

Metatron was unaware of it, and Lucifer was calm and pretended not to see it.

As for the Messiah—

He himself is a lover with Lucifer, and he will not have any objection to anyone in love.

The three immediate bosses in heaven had such a "attitude", and the Seraphs kept their words back. Like Belia, he was not optimistic that Michael would chase Bezebub and said disdainfully: "If they had feelings, they would have been together long ago. How could they wait until now and be silly, and sooner or later they would be broken up by His Highness Metatron."

Comparing Gabriel and Samar, Michael's progress is too slow!

Asmontis was relatively gentle and advised Belia: "Beria, we should not interfere in their affairs. After all, if it gets a big deal, Michael will be the first to be unable to take it and take care of it. Maybe he will also involve other companions."

When Belia heard his hint, she sighed helplessly, "Who else could the other companions be?"

He doesn't want His Highness Lucifer to be punished.

Why did Asmontis, this idiot, still consider the Messiah so much after she was heartbroken?

To drag Asmontis away, the infatuated guy, Belia decided to educate him again, not asking him to let go completely, but he could no longer put the Messiah, the Lord-like guy, to his heart.

The life in heaven maintains a calm surface. Not only is the emotional life of Seraphite much more exciting, but the power institutions inside the Nine Heavens have been penetrated by Lucifer. Lucifer is everywhere. After the rights are stabilized, he starts to take the next step and arranges the spies in Hell in heaven to enter the high position, allowing the king-level demons to see his sincerity in concentrating on rebellion.

By this time, Lucifer had the right to decide that any angels at the lower level three level would enter the intermediate level three level, and even a command would not require Metatron and Lucifer to agree.

As long as he wants, he can promote the Lord Angel he trusts to become an angel and penetrate the authority of the angel.

Demote, promotion.

These two rights are held in the palm of your hand, and Lucifer can make most angels obey the order.

Under the changes of Lucifer, the status of Jupiter's God Angels has been greatly improved compared to five hundred years ago. When ordinary angels see angels of the previous class, they will not be too humble, and the angels who are responsible are on par with ordinary angels.

Lucifer saw the situation in his eyes, but knew in his heart that the remaining six hundred years were the last time before falling into heaven.

The demon's power in heaven needs to be further improved.
Chapter completed!