"Are your highness shy?"

Lucifer, who was re-wrapped in the quilt, said slowly.

The silver hair fell on his shoulders, and the young man with clear eyes looked at Lucifer with a smile. Even if he couldn't see the things he was poking his eyes, Lucifer still felt that his fatigue during the day had doubled. Why could the Messiah so tirelessly provoke his bottom line, and if he tolerated it, his moral integrity would be broken.

"Messiah, you made me want to throw you out."

“…”

Lucifer once again doubted his charm. Is it not attractive if he changed his body? It doesn't make sense. He will fall in love with Lucifer. How could Lucifer have no feelings for him? Their temperaments should be very consistent?

Given these thoughts, Lucifer did what a person who threw himself into his arms should do - seduce him to bed first.

"Your Highness, I can do nothing. Can I just sleep?"

With his hands open, Lucifer seemed very innocent.

Lucifer wanted to reply to his sneer, and Lucifer used other methods to block his rejection. "Your Highness seems to be not interested in the last dream?" His lips were pursed, and Lucifer's smile was strong, like a blooming mandala, with the ultimate beauty and charm. "Even in the dream, he was still in front of His Highness Metatron, his Highness kissed me very much..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by his palms. Lucifer squeezed out his teeth, "This is heaven, shut up!"

Lucifer thought to himself: God has been dozing off, and hell will not be concerned about heaven and hell throughout the whole process.

Feeling the wet tongue licking the palm of his palm, Lucifer's fingers trembled. It is undeniable that he was afraid that God would hear their conversation while being ashamed and upset. He could not imagine that the things in his dreams were revealed. Will God suspect that he was too hungry or find that he and the Messiah were not simply companions.

Which companion can kiss, hug, and... just one last step away from completing the steps of lovers.

"Luxi..." Lucifer murmured vaguely.

Lucifer suddenly withdrew his hand and said helplessly: "Put on your clothes, you are the Son of the Holy Son, don't be as scruple as the demon."

Is this OK?

Lucifer automatically translated his words, as long as he was not like a demon?

The bed quilt was pulled down, the lights went out, and there was an outsider in Seraph's bedroom for the first time. However, Lucifer was satisfied with the sweetness and slept on the quilt all night. He held the blonde angel who turned over and ignored him, and his hand was placed on the other party's tight abdomen under the quilt. Lucifer thought of Enoch who lived in the mortal world, and his heart was even sweeter. What were the children afraid of? This excessive behavior made Lucifer pinch the back of his hand. Lucifer snorted in pain, and no longer dared to keep his eyes closed and rest.

When he woke up again, Lucifer found that he had changed directions and was held in front of the Messiah.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be honest and his clothes were neat.

Lucifer wanted to sigh, his bottom line was so low by this guy. As soon as his favorability for the Messiah floated a little, Lucifer found that the other party's thighs were sandwiched between his legs. The fabric was too thin, and the warmth of his legs was in contact with his buttocks. He... actually slept all night in this position!

Lucifer calmly pushed out the leg that was squeezed in, and then moved his arm away. Before leaving the Messiah's arms, Lucifer hesitated for a second or two, and his body was unable to give up on warmth.

Suddenly I understood... The Messiah had this idea.

Lucifer walked out of the hall with his fingers tidying his collar and cuffs. When Michael saw him, he immediately turned around him and asked nervously, "Your Highness, you didn't sleep with the Messiah, are you?"

Lucifer glanced at him, "You don't need to worry about this kind of thing, he and I just slept simply."

Michael was like a bolt from the blue.

Your Highness, no one who wants to sleep with you these days is simple!

After a while, Lucifer also got up and appeared outside in the main hall where the angels of Zhi were frequently coming and going. Seeing the sleepy appearance of the silver-haired son yawning, Zhi angel silently closed his fallen chin and saluted Lucifer, "Good morning, His Highness Messiah."

"Yeah, early."

Lucifer did not sleep at all in the middle of the night before, and he did not fall asleep at ease until he figured out how to temporarily cut off his dream.

Lucifer was checking the list of Angels' battles and ignored the arrival of Messiah, so he did not see Michael coming to Messiah again and asked inwardly: "Messiah, how did you sleep last night?"

Lucifer tilted his head and smiled, "It smells very good."

Michael, who had too much imagination, immediately understood the meaning.

Seeing that he was so curious, Lucifer added a bad sentence: "It's also very sweet."

Michael's nose heated up, and he quickly left the Messiah with his face covering his face. He couldn't even report his casualties for a whole day. Lucifer found that he was not serious and picked up his official duties and hit him on the head. "Michael, if you can't stay in Xingtian for help, go to the battlefield to supervise them!" Michael asked with red cheeks: "Your Highness, I will definitely stay in Xingtian seriously. Can I stay overnight?"

"What are you staying? Don't you have a palace in Starry Sky?" Lucifer almost didn't react, and immediately became annoyed, "Michael!"

"exist!"

"Bring your stuff and get out of the void space!"

Seraph's order threw the defiled adjutant down from the boundary.

Lucifer looked at Michael who wanted to cry, but he was not interested in seeing another Michael in bed at night.

At the border of the mortal world, Gabriel, who was guarding the Void Space Front, was very happy with Michael's arrival. "You preside over here for me, I want to kill the enemy!" He threw his position on another deputy commander, Gabriel put on armor, and her gorgeous golden wings appeared from her back, and she flew away in the air.

Michael failed to catch her and wailed, "Don't leave me, I'm not here to take over your affairs!"

Gabriel fully utilized his ability to [I can't hear anything] and kicked the closest king-level demon, "Come and fight!"

The king-level demon stared at the Archangel with complicated eyes, and his actions were much lighter than before. He thought that any king-level demon today was in this strange state. Barr woke up and opened a meeting with them. After closing the door, he dragged his seriously injured body and roared to them, "What's wrong with this world? Can anyone explain to me which demon is so powerful that he actually sneaked into heaven and became the Holy Son Messiah!"

"What? Devil?"

"Infiltrate into heaven? Become the Son Messiah?"

"Bar, what are you talking about, why don't I understand..."

"Hey, isn't the biggest problem now that Barr lets go of the Messiah?"

The king-level demon started chattering, blaming Barr for his last behavior of losing his chains. Behemoth felt something was wrong. Barr shouldn't be confused, but how could he tell the story of the devil becoming the Messiah?

Barr roared and slapped the table: "Shut up! Listen to me!"

The king-level demon was silent.

Barr caught his short hair in a collapse, his nails almost cut red marks on his scalp, and cursed: "This is what I saw with my own eyes yesterday, otherwise do you think I would be seriously injured without resistance? At the Gate of Hell, the wings of the fallen angel appeared behind the Messiah, and the dark color was so dark!"

Other king-level demons: "…"

Behemoth vomited hard: "Stop kidding, how could the Son of God be a demon?"

Several king-level demons present were fallen angels sitting upright. Bai Meng, who had been teased, frowned and asked, "Bar, how many wings are you seeing?"

Barr said with a ferocious expression: "Twelve Wings!"

If it were gold wings or holy light wings, it was not uncommon for the Son to have twelve wings, and there were all seraphic ranks, but the black color mentioned by Barr would never appear in heaven! The world has only eight seraphic angels since its birth. If the Messiah was a twelve wings, how could God not find it? Think further... Even if he discovered it, how could God tolerate an angel who fell into devil stay in heaven to enjoy the status of the Son!

The king-level demon concluded that either Barr was colorblind or was illusionized, or the world was crazy.

The demon who was fighting Gabriel was slightly distracted and was defeated a few steps away.

After staggering for a moment, the king-level demon couldn't help asking, "Gabriel, aren't your Messiah going to fight again?"

Gabriel twisted his wrist and looked heroic, "Do you think I'll let you steal information?"

The problem was rejected/cleanly.

The king-level demon was so scratched that he wanted to vomit blood. Now the top leaders of hell are tangled with the Messiah's problem, and even forced Barr to swear to hell, saying that he was absolutely not dazzled. Behemoth confirmed Barr's statement and picked out several problems, "The Messiah can force out the inhaled hell medicine, and can also thicken the medicine several times. If you think about it carefully, this behavior is not something that can be done by angels or light creatures."

Byron also gave an example, "The Holy Son is not afraid of the corrosion of the dark demonic energy. If... it is because he is dark, it would not be surprising."

The king-level demon was knocked unconscious by many suspicious points.

Is the Messiah the Son of Light or the Demon of Falling?

The fate of being distracted again was that he was beaten away by Gabriel and was given contemptuous eyes by his fellow Hell, "When you are distracted during the battle, aren't you looking for death?"

The king-level demon was embarrassed to go back to Barr and ask a few more questions. If Barr hadn't disturbed the morale of the army with one word, he would have left so early! The king-level demons were not stupid. The question about the identity of the Messiah was covered up tightly. They would never have leaked a word to the angels until it was clearly confirmed. If Barr's guess was successful, they might have scrambled into the world's biggest undercover agent in heaven!

This is more useful than their hard work to instigate a thousand wise angels to rebel!

When this king-level demon ended up embarrassedly, he found that behind the demon army, a bunch of king-level demons were all lazy.

They squatted on the ground and bet on the ground, and the bets were written on paper and then liquidated.

【Bet One, Messiah is the Son】

【Bet Two, Messiah is a Demon】

The king-level demon came over silently, picked up a pen and wrote gambling money in the second camp, betting on a palace on the nine-story hell. Although who knew that there was little hope, he still hoped that a demon of the heaven-defiance level would appear in hell, deceiving the entire heaven and God, and achieving an unprecedented slap in the face.

I was drunk when I thought about it. This future can make the demons of hell laugh for the rest of their lives.

Under the eyes of the demons, ten days later, the Messiah appeared on the battlefield again. Before they could send anyone to talk, all the demons felt a chill in their hearts and saw the blonde angel who accompanied the Messiah to the battlefield. His majestic and cold temperament, arrogant and straight standing posture, and his support from the angels, could shock the entire battlefield. The Messiah stood close to him, saying something with a low smile, and his demeanor was no less than that of the dazzling Archangel.

One is the Son who arrived in heaven from the mortal world, and the other is the shining morning star in the palm of God. When they approach each other, they have strange coordination and contrast, and the vague atmosphere surrounding them is inexplicably entangled. The picture is so beautiful that the angels and demons are dizzy.

"His Highness Messiah!"

"His Highness Lucifer, my God, your Highness is here on the battlefield!"

"Your Highness is so beautiful..."

"Haha, see if those demons dare to attack His Highness Messiah? Today I want you to look good."

"Son and Seraph, Growing up, help me, I can't look in another direction."

There was a commotion in the angel camp, and the seraphs gathered here from all directions, and the demons began to shrink the front line. The higher the angels, the more beautiful the appearance, the more they looked. After passing the long-term self-cultivation of heaven, the elegance and abstinence from the inside to the outside are the temperaments that the demons are most obsessed with. It can be said that no demon does not want to get a pure angel.

Michael, Asmontis, Belia and Gabriel gathered around the angels, as if forming a beautiful scenery.

In the hell camp, the king-level demons muttered: How to fight this?

Barr, who was in charge of the overall situation, slapped the deflated demon again and said in a thick voice: "So what if Lucifer comes out? We will deal with him. Others who can deal with Seraphites will deal with Seraphites. The demon duke will deal with the Wisdom Angels. I don't need to teach you the rest. According to the level plan of heaven and hell, you can do it yourself!" As soon as he finished speaking, a king-level demon next to him who was not afraid of him complained: "Aren't your own eyes looking at Seraphites?"

"Nonsense! I'm watching the Messiah!"
To be continued...