It's a sweet and beautiful thing to be able to talk to Snead about the future, but can such a day come? Entering the heavenly realm, it seems that everything is not one's own, and in the underworld, there is at least one hope. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Qianxun was lying on the bed, his eyes were looking at it, there were only stars in the heavens, there was no moon, and the stars were covered by layers of clouds.

Raise your hand and imagine the sky as a canvas, your hand as a paintbrush and eraser, and move all the clouds out of the way first. Then her hands were raised and put together, and when her hands were lowered, a full moon hung over the night.

The moon is a little smaller, so it's bigger! Well, some more stars are needed, one here and one there. It's beautiful, it's the night sky.

Snead watched in amazement as she made the stars and moons out of the night as she pleased, smearing and revising. It wasn't until she exhaled with satisfaction and admired the masterpiece with a smile that she said incredulously, "It's amazing, Chihiro, is your ability already at the level of a god?" ”

It's not difficult, she can get wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Suddenly there was interest: "What level can you reach?" ”

Snead replied, "As for ordinary food and clothing, you can't get it out of thin air, you should have moved it from something else." As for this ... He stretched out his hand and demonstrated, and it took a lot of effort for the sun to appear in the sky.

Seeing the sun shining, she said happily and strangely, "Isn't it good? ”

As Sneijder lowered his hand, the sun began to distort in mid-sky, and then it was like a television turned off, flashing, and there was nothing but the disc-sized moon and a few shining stars in the night sky.

"See?" Snead pointed to the sky, "I can only make things that resemble illusions, and what you make is so real, like what is already in the sky." ”

At this time, Raphael appeared, and he poked his head out of the clouds next to him: "Oh, who made the moon and stars, hurry up and remove them." ”

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Raphael pointed to the moon: "This thing is indeed very beautiful, and I would like to see more, but it seems to have affected the rest of the little angels at the top." They looked at the moon one by one, and many of them wanted to cry when they were homesick. Remove it, the heavenly realm is still the appearance of the heavenly realm, and it cannot be made into the appearance of the human world. ”

Does it really affect the top level? Originally, I thought that the layers of the heavenly realm were separated like buildings. She stretched out her hand, and the moon fell in mid-air.

Raphael, who was probing in the clouds, watched the moon slowly fall like a flash ball, and finally it was only the size of a ping-pong ball on Cheng Qianxun's palm.

She folded her fingers, pinched them slightly, and casually conjured a breeze, and the moon turned into silver shards, and scattered like fireflies in the night with the wind.

Some silver shards drifted towards Raphael, and his eyes followed the tiny shards in the clouds, before finally disappearing. Shaking his head again and again, he sighed: "Human beings can really play, but they are beautiful enough, so beautiful." Don't want those stars! ”

Raphael stretched out his hand, and with a single finger a star disappeared, and finally, the sky was dark again.

Just as Raphael was about to pull up the clouds, she shouted, "Raphael." ”

"Hey~" Raphael agreed sweetly, turned his head, looked down at her and smiled: "What's the matter?" ”

Sometimes she really can't bear this baby face, she smiled bitterly, and retracted the words she originally wanted to ask: "It's nothing, I just want to say thank you, thank you for taking care of us all the time." ”

"Aha, it's okay!" Raphael waved his hand: "It's my job, it's just work." Go to bed early and get plenty of rest. ”

After finishing speaking, he pulled the curtain on the thick cloud elephant stage and filled the last gap in the middle.

Sneijder knew she had something to say, "So what do you want to ask him?" ”

"I want to ask the other angels if they've made it all the stairs." She let out a long sigh, "I shouldn't say it." ”

"Well, I'm a very zealous angel." Raphael pulled the clouds apart again, bowed his head and said, "Ordinary angels can basically walk through three or four floors, and only a few can walk through six floors. Only two walked through almost all of them, failing on the last floor. ”

"Who is it?" She asked curiously.

"Well... Raphael hesitated, poked his head out of the clouds, and whispered, "It's Michael, and Michael." ”

"The archangel and the light bulb ... Ahem, Sriver? "She was going to say it's the light bulb head.

"yes, but none of them made it past the last floor. You have to know that you can get past the last layer... Haha, you should rest, go to bed early. I'll flash again! Raphael just vanished, and the void where he showed his head slowly filled in with the clouds next to him.

Really, what are you doing so fast, if you don't want to say it, no one can force him.

What happens if the last layer can be passed? It has been said that a wish can be granted, even if it is to become the supreme god. Midalen was a mortal before, but he was able to reach the ninth layer, so he became a scribe and was called the King of Angels. And Michael should already be the archangel, why do you have to climb any stairs, does he want to become a god?

So far, I haven't seen the shadow of God, what kind of image does it belong to, or is the so-called original body a spiritual light, to put it bluntly, it is the light of energy gathering? Everyone worked hard to climb the ladder, but they had never even seen this underground and authoritative creature in the world.

Climb slowly, she said softly, "Sneiard, if one of us can really climb to the last floor, what would we wish?" ”

"Don't count on it." Snead said realistically, "Even if Michael and Midalen haven't finished climbing, what can we undead do?" ”

"Midalen used to be an ordinary person." She still had a glimmer of hope.

"He's not an ordinary mortal. It is said that a person who has seen God and then becomes an angel because of intercession. He must have become an angel before climbing the stairs. Sneijder's words dispelled her last thoughts. Yes, I was not allowed to climb the stairs with the plug-in, and I climbed all the way to the ninth floor and became a high-level angel.

Then don't think about it, climb slowly, and after one more layer, everyone can become four-winged angels. If you can stand on the stairs of the ninth floor, even if you fail the last level, you can become a six-winged one. But think about it, even if you become a six-winged, you still have to be forced to kneel down to several people to say goodbye, and I'm really unhappy. Forget it, let's sleep.

There is a good thing in the heavenly realm, that is, there is basically no one to urge. In the underworld, when the time comes, either the loud-mouthed alarm clock will come to make a noise, or the general manager of each floor will knock on the door. If you're late, you have to say a few words lukewarmly. And here, sleep casually, except for the stairs to set off and sleep.

Michael came and brought food, but seeing that they were all lying, he quietly departed again.

She slept until about noon, when the light was very bright, and she got up in a daze. I suddenly wanted to see what I looked like, so I conjured up a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Standing in front of the mirror, I saw a woman in a linen robe in the mirror. Even the same wide robe can't hide the delicate and slender body. The waist is inserted, the waist is thinner, and there is no fat on the stomach. After becoming an undead, the body was reshaped again and again, and the only thing that this body had in common with the original body was that it was about the same height, but obviously, the waist was thinner, the legs were longer, and even though the chest was still small, it was strong and small, and it could hold up the linen fabric.

Look at the skin again, there is no flaw in the skin on the face, lift up the wide sleeves to see, the arms can be said to be carved with ivory-colored jade, delicate and warm...

Slightly surprised, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar face in the mirror, the woman with a cold murderous look in her eyes and impeccable skin, is it really her? Although when Albert said that she was beautiful, she gradually noticed it in the mirror, but when she climbed the stairs, she was in so much mood to look closely.

In this bright environment, I finally saw that I was no longer my former self, and finally understood, no wonder Albert liked her so much. If she looks at it a few more times, she will feel that she is suspicious of heaven and man, and it is impossible to exist in the world.

Instead, he flew to the side of the bed, lay down next to Sneijder, who was still squinting, and looked at Sneijder carefully. Strangely, Sneijder's skin wasn't as good as hers, and a small number of pores could still be seen on it. Caucasian people have thicker skin and more body hair than yellow people, but this should not be a reason.

Sneijder opened his eyes and saw her eyes widen and look closer, so he laughed, "What are you doing?" ”

Pulling down Sneiard's hand to rub his eyes, she said seriously, "Don't move, let me take a good look at you, your skin doesn't seem to be as good as mine." ”

"Of course, men rarely have better skin than women." Snead reached out and smiled and stroked the back of his hand against her cheek, "Your skin is really good, it seems to be better than the skin you had when you were a vampire." ”

She frowned slightly: "Could it be that the more times you die, the better your skin?" ”

"Look, when you frown, you don't even have a wrinkle in the middle." Sneijder also seemed to have an epiphany: "Maybe so. Let me think about it, how many times I've died, just once. Gordon and Regel should have died once, and Rudolph didn't, so why don't we check it out? ”

"Okay!" The two of them then went to the other beds to look at their teammates' skins, and they were idle anyway.

Regel and Gordon's reactions were normal, and when they woke up, they looked at their staring eyes and scolded them for being neurotic or something. But when I heard this, I was looking at Cheng Qianxun's delicate and abnormal skin, so they all ran to Rudolph curiously to see it.

Rudolph opened his eyes alarmedly, and subconsciously touched under the pillow, he had always put a gun under the pillow before, but of course he didn't touch anything at this time.

Seeing four people around the bed smiling embarrassedly at him, he realized that now he was not in the mortal world, nor was he climbing the stairs, wiped his face with his hand, and scolded angrily: "What are you doing?" (To be continued.) )