The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 23: City
Chapter 23
Yahweh lost sleep.
On the first night of staying in Hell, he dozed off with his golden pupils open this time, and he didn't want to close them anyway, so he just got out of bed in the end. Surrounded by the smell of Luxi's residence, Yahweh feels very friendly. If the main hall in front is full of corruption, then this place is absolutely clean, similar to Satan's palace on the ninth floor of hell.
Even though his Lucy fell to the sky, he still kept himself clean and did not collude with those demons.
This weird point makes Yawei a little happy.
Walking in the dormitory, he picked up something from time to time and looked at it carefully, sensing the remaining power on it, as if he could know Lucifer's life in **** by doing so. At most, the other cherubs thought that he was assigned a high-standard residence, but they didn't know that the place where he lived was Lucifer's bedroom, and all the items in the bedroom were open to him to use.
Lucifer did not show up all night, and Yawei walked back to the bed in disappointment. He unbuttoned the belt with his fingers, the white clothes fell down, and the silver hair fell on his naked back. He changed into the fancy clothes he was going to negotiate today. He was dressed in a standard Seraph-class dress, which was wrapped tighter than ordinary clothes, and his waist was also clenched tightly. Inevitably some uncomfortable.
But——
"Why are there pants?"
Doubt flashed in Yawei's mind, according to his usual observation of angels, it seems that they only wear trousers when they go to the battlefield. He didn't know that for him to travel safely, Seraphim took great pains to minimize the possibility of him being taken advantage of.
"Tuk Tuk."
There was a light knock on the door of the temple, and immediately a cherub came in to serve him after obtaining his permission.
Yawei in the mirror changed his style after a while, his hair was braided and tied up, and his silver hair hung down his shoulders like luxurious satin. His holiness was still the same, but without the feeling of coldness and abstinence. The combination of gold and silver, with white as the background color, and the heroic robe and trousers, made Yawei and Zhiangang receive a lot of admiration and admiration as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.
Messiah secretly thought that God really became addicted to playing an angel.
He stepped forward and greeted the silver-haired angel as a companion, but he didn't say a word of compliments that companions would have. Given a hundred guts, the Messiah would not dare to boast that Yahweh is beautiful, or that he is well dressed today. This is no different from molesting God.
It is a felony to offend God!
But what he dare not do does not mean that other "people" will not do it.
On the meeting table of the palace, at the head end was a black-haired man sitting sideways, with his fingers resting on his cheek, accompanied by Samael.
Samael, who doesn't give angels any good looks, showed a sincere smile at this moment, and was talking to the other party. The respect of those who come.
When Yawei appeared in the meeting place, he raised his eyes gracefully and said softly: "Yahwei, you look good today."
The silver-haired angel's strict attire with black pupils printed on it, coupled with a row of hate-seeking teams, Lucifer knew what Heaven was up to at a glance. Do you think that by doing so, he will worry about the enmity between the two parties and give up doing anything to Yahweh during the negotiation?
Yahweh is his lover.
Lucifer raised his left hand, pointed to the empty seat on the other side, and said with a smile, "Sit here?"
Yahweh glanced at the Messiah who was "in charge", and the Messiah bowed his head in silence, with an attitude of letting God call the shots. The indifference on his face faded a bit, and Satan, who was walking towards **** under the tangled eyes of the cherubs, sat down, and the hand under his sleeve was immediately held.
The angle is just right, the conference table is high enough, and the tablecloth blocks the small movements below, so that the angel sitting opposite cannot see it.
Samael pretended not to see it.
Your Majesty wants to talk about love, so this subordinate can only help as a shield.
The negotiation is still centered on Samael and Messiah. Lucifer did not speak, but his opinion will play a decisive role. You come and go, you hide the knife in your words, the Messiah fights for the interests of heaven with full firepower, every sentence is calculated most rationally, and by the way, he blames **** for tearing up the jihad agreement, saying that their words don’t count .
Many of the new wise angels were slightly dumbfounded, and they did not expect that His Royal Highness, the son of the Son, would have such a side.
As for the cherubs who had seen the Messiah's negotiation power against the fallen angels in the past, they focused more on Lucifer at the other end of the conference table.
There was an obsession in their eyes that was not there when they looked at Yahweh.
Yahweh is a holy and noble existence that cannot be profane, and Lucifer is the taboo in the hearts of many angels.
The more taboo it is, the more it makes the angel suffer.
He was originally the Vice-Prince of Heaven, the pride of Heaven, His Royal Highness Lucifer who all the angels submit to. Now what they saw with their own eyes was the fallen angel with black hair and black eyes. The perfect face was still so familiar. They all had the urge to shed hot tears from their eyes.
Don't cry.
His Royal Highness has left Heaven.
Messiah shook his head in his heart when he heard the slight movement behind him, Michael's choice of vision was not good, this time there was Lucifer's former admirer.
While he was wary of Samuel, he glanced at Lucifer and Yawei calmly.
Hey, why is God sitting so close to Lucifer?
No, how did Lucifer's chair move closer to God, wait... what are Lucifer's hands doing! Penetrating magic was immediately attached to the eyes, and Messiah used his power not inferior to Michael to see through the conference table made of special materials, and directly saw that under the table, Lucifer's hands were taking advantage of God.
Yahweh did not speak, but felt the power of the Messiah, and frowned and looked at the Messiah, and the Messiah suddenly did not dare to look under the table.
My god, why don't you resist!
Messiah's brain was buzzing, and a stream of blood rushed to the top of his head.
While the external meeting was in progress, Samir happened to be threatening the Messiah, "Heaven is so dishonest, is it determined to declare war in hell?"
Messiah looked at him blankly.
Declaration of war?
The boss of all heaven sits next to your Satan.
Samael was made uncomfortable by his loveless eyes, and said in a relaxed tone: "Messiah, don't you have anything to say? No matter how you look at me, it is impossible for me to say goodbye to my dear What's wrong with His Royal Highness the Son of God?" He provoked the Son of Heaven in the usual way in hell.
In fact, Samuel regretted it in his heart. He knew that he had pulled Cain out to influence the Messiah. Who knew that the ancestor of the blood race disappeared today, and even Barr didn't catch him.
Isn't it your father, what are you afraid of!
You have even killed your brother Abel, yet you are afraid of meeting the Messiah!
Samael scolded Cain in disgust, and stared at Messiah without hesitation. It should not be his illusion. Messiah's reaction was a bit abnormal. Samael groaned, and turned to look at what his Majesty and Yahweh were doing. Sure enough, His Majesty was already molesting Yahweh, and he didn't even care about Messiah's gaze.
Messiah is persistently sluggish.
Samael coughed, "Messiah, don't be in a daze! Hell is not a place for you to waste time."
After he reminded, Messiah woke up like a dream, and said dryly: "I think heaven and **** can be reconciled. The jihad treaty should be abolished. It will affect the relationship if this fight continues."
As soon as he said this, both the angel and the fallen angel looked at him like a freak.
What are you kidding!
The cherubs behind the Messiah were screaming crazily in their hearts, worshiping Lucifer is one thing, and truce with **** is another!
Under the eyes of all the cherubs who were shocked and puzzled, Yahweh said aloud: "Messiah."
There was a strong warning in his cold voice.
Messiah: "..."
Your old man has hooked up with Satan, why do you want heaven and **** to fight!
Messiah was completely out of shape. Samuel felt that the bull's head was wrong when he talked to him many times, so he had no choice but to suspend the meeting. He felt that the holy son had hurt his brain today. Didn't he just find out that Yahweh had an affair with His Majesty? There are many angels in heaven who want to get close to His Majesty, and the Messiah has never been shocked.
When he was about to leave the meeting room for a rest, Messiah stood there waiting for Yahweh, and did not leave first.
If he doesn't leave, Zhi Angel will naturally not leave either.
Hundreds of angels stared at Yahweh in this huge meeting hall, Yahweh had to stand up and said indifferently: "Let's go."
Lucifer also got up with him, "I'll see you off."
Samael: "..."
It's in a palace, what can I give you, Your Majesty!
Lucifer's purpose is of course not as simple as sending him outside. Under the sudden vigilance of the cherubs, he regrettably only sent Yawei to the door of the bedroom. Lucifer did not doubt that if he took another step forward, the cherubs behind him would come to block him from approaching Yahweh.
Yahwei stood in front of him, his golden pupils were pure and translucent.
Lucifer kissed him on the cheek before parting, and clicked, "I wish you a good time."
A light and shallow kiss is infinitely charming.
Yawei touched his cheek with his hand, and responded unnaturally: "Yes."
Seeing this scene, the corners of Zhi Angel's eyes twitched, and they seduced His Highness Seraph in front of them, Satan, what's your integrity!
After teasing Yahweh's heart, Lucifer happily left their sight. The darkness enveloped him silently, and the candlelight in the corridor shone in the depths of his pupils, as if igniting a ray of light that had been silent. Lucifer thought to himself, maybe fate has been kind to him, and he finally has something worth looking forward to.
He seemed to be in love at first sight.
Lucifer pursed his lips, and his black hair fell on his cheeks, vaguely covering up his smile.
"Is Your Majesty really tempted this time?"
Samael's voice broke the depth and silence of this corridor.
Lucifer stopped in his tracks, and his cute and boring subordinate stood straight at the exit, his cold and serious face showed no communicative expression. This is Samael, once the angel of judgment in heaven, he has seen more blood and crime than any other angel, and he has dealt with countless angels, but he only followed Lucifer all his life, which is the current road. west law.
Samael sees a lot about love and love, and has experienced hardships himself, and knows the risks and costs of sinking.
"Your Majesty, there is a problem with the origin of Yahweh."
"The Messiah feared him."