Today is the day to meet Azazler, and when I came out of the supercar club, I felt a warm meeting place. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Warm looking at the cruise ship slowly sailing into the field of vision on the river, the lights on the hull at night are particularly abrupt, a little bit of light and the dark river surface form a sharp contrast, her heart is flooded with a trace of sadness, six years ago, it was standing in this position, life and death are only in a thought.

"How are you doing?" The cold voice was mixed with the river breeze, slapping in the warm ears.

Since Azazel rescued her six years ago, the two of them have met occasionally, although he will care about her intentionally or unintentionally, but for some reason, Warmth always feels that he is very far away from him, as if he is from a different world.

Warmth stared at Azazler's bloodless face for a moment, and her pink lips raised a bright smile, "It's good." ”

Azazel's expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he was thinking about something, and his eyes were distant and deep.

An arm's length away, the warmth could still hear Azazel's icy breath. The miserable white and haggard face under the black robe pointed to the infinite edge of the night.

"There's something I want to tell you now." Azazler glanced sideways at the warmth beside him, the coldness in his eyes shivering at him, and he turned his head back to the river, staring into the quiet distance. "20 years ago, I was chased by a fallen angel from the demon world on my way from the heavenly realm to the human world and was seriously injured, and in order to hide people's eyes, I introduced my magic into a girl's body, and the angel wings were sealed on a boy's body."

Warm round eyes, staring intently at the pale side face of Azazel, magic into a girl's body? Could it be that girl? Wen Wen hurriedly interrupted his conjecture and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"That girl ......," Azazler's voice floated again.

Warm held his breath, and with the river breeze, he could still hear the sound of his heart rising and falling.

"That's you."

The last three words heavily settled her speculation. Although a little incredulous, Warmth blurted out, "Where is that boy?" ”

"Haven't found it yet." Azazel said lightly.

He didn't look at Warmth, so Warmth didn't know his expression when he said this, it should be a little sad, Warmth guessed. After all, angel wings should be a sign for him, more important than magic.

Warmth wanted to ask something, but Azazel had disappeared into the night.

Like every meeting, he will only appear when night falls, I don't know if it is to deliberately hide the faint melancholy and sadness. Warm and faintly aware that there are endless secrets under Azazel's black robe.

In fact, Azazel is only a small part of the truth, the real story goes back twenty years, and he is the real fallen angel.

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Twenty years ago

If it weren't for a glimpse of the human world, maybe the current Azazel would still be the archangel of the heavenly realm, if it weren't for the uncontrollable heartbeat, maybe he wouldn't have lost his magic and angel wings at this moment. But he never regretted loving deeply, he just hated, hated himself for not protecting the woman he loved.

"My child, angels are not allowed to have feelings for humans." The Emperor looked tenderly at Azazler, who was his most outstanding work, and whom he loved and regarded as a treasure.

"Emperor, let me go, I want to be with her forever." Azazel's handsome face was slightly raised, and his eyes were full of obsession.

The emperor turned around silently, waved his hand, and two more archangels on the left and right of Azazile flew out of the imperial palace with his arms.

The vast imperial hall echoed Azazel's pleading voice, "Emperor, please! Let me go into the world. Emperor...... Please...... The Emperor ......"

Azazler looked helplessly at the gradually distant imperial palace, and the emperor's indifferent back was reflected in his black eyes.

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"Emperor, Azazel has fled." An angel withdrew his wings and landed in the center of the imperial hall, kneeling on one knee.

The emperor's loving and peaceful face instantly dimmed, and the body sitting on the stone seat leaned forward slightly, trying to keep himself calm, "Go and block the entrance to the world." ”

"Yes!" The angel was ordered to fly away again.

The Emperor sighed softly, "I hope they can find Azazel before he makes a big mistake." ”

It didn't take long for the angel to return to the main hall again, his expression flustered, kneeling on one knee, his pure face slightly lowered, "Emperor." ”

Glancing at the angel kneeling at His Highness, a trace of loss appeared in the emperor's eyes, "Didn't you find Azazel?" ”

"Find ...... Got it. ”

"Then what......" The emperor's words did not continue, an ominous premonition ran from the tip of his toe through the top of his head, his eyebrows furrowed, one hand tightly grasped the armrest of the stone seat, and his long nails were a little white from the exertion.

"Say it! Where the hell is he? The emperor's eyes were no longer filled with anger.

"Azazel...... He, he. "For the first time, the angel saw the emperor so angry, and wondered how to repay the archangel's crimes.

"Say!" The emperor's word was like a sharp sword, which frightened the angel for a moment, and he raised his head tentatively.

"Azazler used black magic to transform himself into a human body." After saying this, the angel seemed to be relieved, and exhaled softly. Before his breathing could be adjusted, the emperor was furious and leaped from the stone seat, and his anger enveloped the entire hall.

"You will do whatever it takes to bring Azazel to me. Whether he is a human or an angel is not up to him. The Emperor didn't speak, but shouted this command, and his voice echoed through the clouds in the heavenly realm.

In the hundreds of years when he did not meet Belle, Azazle was an archangel with no desires and no feelings, until one day, in the bright afternoon, he was really bored, and secretly went for a walk in the world, and a beautiful shadow was deeply engraved in his mind and could never be erased.

Since then, Azazler has always secretly gone to the world, using human methods to meet the girl he likes, get to know each other, and fall in love.

His secret was soon known to the Emperor, who was afraid that the Emperor would harm Belle, so he secretly practiced black magic to disguise Belle and hide it in the Demon Realm before he was captured back to the Heavenly Realm.

He went through hardships but still couldn't stay with his lover, even if it was just a few decades like ordinary humans.

"Belle, I will definitely take you home, the entrance to the world is in front." Belle's soft body was lying in Azazel's arms, and her thin white robe was stained with blood.

Belle's pale face was still beautiful, her lips moved slightly, and her slender fingers slowly lifted, caressing Azazel's handsome cheeks, "Asa, I can't hold on to the world......"

"Don't feel sorry for me, promise me ......"

"You have to live strongly, with our short and beautiful memories......" Belle closed her eyes, her raised arm drooped weakly, this was the last thing she ever said, and she never woke up.

Azazel took Belle's hand, the warmth of his cheeks still lingering in his palm. "I will definitely take you back to the world, I will, we will live together, grow old together, and die together...... Belle ...... Belle ......"

Azazel hugged the woman in his arms tightly and hissed quietly. The hot liquid slid down his cold cheeks and landed on the back of Belle's pale hand, shattering into a transparent splash.

Azazel, for the first time, left tears, human tears.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Darkness enveloped the writing room, and a girl's voice interrupted Azazel's memories. She lit a match and lit the candle on the wooden table.

"Nothing." Azazler's thoughts returned to reality, and the faint candlelight reflected the shadows of Azazel and the girl on the white wall.

"Did you see her today?"

Azazler let out a soft "um", the voice was small, and the girl, unsure if he was responding to her, continued.

"Do angel wings really attract each other to the magic on her?"

"But you didn't mean that the magic that was imported into her seems to have changed somewhat......"

"Will you never find Angel Wings......

Before the girl's words fell, a cold light swept by, and she couldn't help but shudder, took two steps back, bit her lip and bent down.

Azazel left the room and went into the deepest depths of darkness......