Long silver hair fluttering, fluttering, like the sky and the sun behind, floating clouds. The sun shines like holy oil and holy water, and stays on God's head like a medieval oil painting.

The silver light wrapped the seven angels and the seven kings of hell, forming a sound barrier.

"Jehovah, what are you going to play? Why not find more listeners and audiences? " Lucifer looked up fifteen degrees, narrowed his slender eyes and said lukewarm. His eyes closed into a thin seam, as if he were running away from something. "Enough level of the audience is qualified to have a level of appreciation? You're really interested. Nothing has changed at all. "

The temptation of beauty is endless. Looking at the beauty that God can't describe with pen or even words, I am not disturbed by Lucifer at the moment.

This is very simple.

After an awkward silence, God spoke, not to me.

"Michael, do you know why you loved him from birth? Because I gave you my love, please love him for me. "

I don't have any special feelings, but I feel that seven thousand years ago, in order to bury this irrelevant secret, my adoptive father, Medanzo's girlfriend, many people, many memories, just went away.

But ... what ... Yao! ! !

God asked me to love Lucifer for him.

My love for Lucifer is actually God's love for Lucifer.

Before he could think much, God spoke again.

"Don't think you are a sin, Michael. You are the cleanest in heaven. Cleanliness is not the absence of stains and sins, but staying awake and quiet when splashing ink on black and white paper. " God's voice is like a pine tree.

"Don't insult the darkness. Compared with your temple, darkness is the most sacred and pure. Do you want to drive away the darkness with light? Sorry, you will be disappointed, and you will continue to be disappointed. " Lucifer's voice sounded incredibly vague.

I am like a fish in boiling water, and I will be suffocated by water.

Like a broken silver bottle, the front of the temple is sparse and full of light.

A beautiful figure falls under the light, with long hair like a power and a thousand hectares of hookahs.

"Also, you are not very noble. Look at him. "He pinched my chin and smiled contemptuously. "No matter how I treat him and how I don't take him seriously, he won't mind. Even if he dies, he wants me to fuck him. This is your son. "

"Lucifer, you want me to suffer."

"Of course."

"Will you come back after this?"

"I will never look back."

"You will."

"Then let's gamble."

"You can't beat me now."

"Won't win?" He held my face and smiled like a poppy. "Michael, am I right?" Even if you were my toy, would you be willing? "

He has been paying attention to the man's expression.

In the moonlight, the beautiful shadow just turned around quietly, as if it would disappear at any time.

"Stop!" Lucifer cried coldly, "I want a reason."

"I don't understand what you said."

"Don't put on airs! You have been like this since he was born. " He hugged my waist and vented his anger. "I want a reason."

The man didn't speak. (The above is taken from Gods)

I suddenly laughed.

I remember a picture of me standing at the gate of heaven, with my golden wings slightly spread out and my red hair hanging into the clouds. Lucifer stood in the ninth prison, surrounded by bats and bloody roses in the night, drifting across the world of mortals and Qian Shan.

I am a conscious body, and I was moved by this painting before I remembered it.

But the painting is not finished yet.

And then extend upward.

Lucifer's eyes passed over my head until the day before, when he looked at the silver-haired man.

Long silver hair is like a flowing galaxy. It has no wings, but it is lighter and more beautiful than feathers.

God reminded Lucifer that I was their son.

I am just an excuse, a shield, a by-product, an accessory, a substitute, and a victim.

Suddenly I feel that God is very sad. His love for the world gave to Jesus, and his love for Lucifer gave to me. So, what's left of him

Peak of power, peak of power,

..... the peak of loneliness.

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Although I can't believe it, I still think that Lu just takes rice as a substitute for God. Until the end, I was confused and unclear, so that's it.

From Mi's childhood memory, we can also see Lu's disgust and hatred for Mi.

When Amy got the memory of her childhood, the road became smaller, and she treated Amy badly in the first few minutes:

I went around him and put my foot in front of his leg. He looked up at me, then narrowed his eyes and pointed to the sky. I looked up and saw a thunder falling from the sky. I jumped back with a jerk-boom! There was a loud noise, and a big hole was burned in the ground, and white fog kept rising from the hole.

I am sweating.

I'm sweating ...

Mom, this child's thunder is different from others. Not only is it particularly loud, but it is also an enhanced version. The most important thing is that he didn't recite the mantra, his fingers thundered and he didn't have time to wait. On the sixth day, so many people, just one child ~ ~

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Then all of a sudden, it's good for rice, in one word: false (amount. . Too much? That's what it means anyway. . )

Medanzo loves Mi, but it is partly because of Mi's sister (I think so, but I don't know who gave birth to her. . ) Miachi. What I saw in "The Wind and Sand Without Complaints" was about things before Mi was born, including Raphael's love for Medanzo. In fact, Medanzo never loved Raphael, but Raphael loved Medanzo. . (This relationship is very complicated,,)

Deceive and show concern

4. Lu hates rice because the Lord doesn't love the road after the rice is born, which can be known from the reason he asked later.

Lu thinks Amy was sent by God to supervise what he did.

But after that, it can be said that Lu began to care about rice.

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If children's shoes like washing tools, you can go to see The Legend of the Immortal, the first part of which is narrated by Lu. It says that he likes to start to like rice.