This kind of thing is like an old wine, no one knows when it will be opened, but everyone knows that when this old wine is opened, everyone will smell the intoxicating aroma of wine.

It's just that when those memories that even he doesn't know why appear come back, the drunken smell of wine will turn into an irresistible fear for everyone, especially the drunken smell of wine, all replaced by scarlet hatred.

No one would have guessed what this child would become in the future, let alone imagine that this child, who was all of them stammering at this moment, would sit in that position one day in the future, a position that everyone only admired, and this young man would use all his means to sit on it.

"You're here?" The priest heard the door behind him, closed the book in his hand, and asked quietly.

"Well, you're looking for me?"

"You haven't shown up in Hell in over a year, and those imps in Hell are a little unstable, so if you're free, go over and show up and let them know you're still there." The priest looked at Lucifer and said quietly.

"Okay." Lucifer bowed his head slightly.

"Alright, there's nothing else going on, by the way, that little Michael, how's it going? From what they said, the little guy didn't seem to feel right. The priest looked at Lucifer, although he had entrusted him with the affairs of the little one, but he still seemed to be very interested in the affairs of Michael, and would ask him if he had nothing to do, but he would never talk to the little one, and Lucifer did not know the reason, but the old man seemed to have always been like this, and it was pedantic and inexplicable.

Lucifer yawned lightly, "Normally, he has always been like this, but it's fine, he never makes trouble for me, and you definitely won't care about trouble, so you can understand that it's normal." “

"That's right." The old man nodded lightly, "That's good, you can teach him more about some messy things here, don't let him know nothing except sword practice all day long." The priest looked at him and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

If he were to change the system today, he would definitely feel that something was not right with the priest, this kind of thing was like explaining the aftermath, anyway, it would make people feel something was not right, but at that time, he didn't seem to feel anything, just like he thought that the old man was teaching his children something that would be used in the future.

But he never knew that this mysterious old man every day was a person who could see the future, he saw his fate, even if he couldn't say it, but he could clear it himself, and on the day he knew about it, he didn't seem too surprised, just like he could guess even if he didn't look at the so-called future.

"Okay." Lucifer continued to nod his head in agreement, but even then he still had a cold face, but the priest didn't seem to mind too much, he seemed to be used to Lucifer's face, and from that day on, he might have expected it.

"Alright, there's nothing going on here, remember to tell me when you come back from hell." The priest looked at Lucifer's appearance and waved his hand helplessly, "Also, don't make hell the same as last time, do you hear?" “

"Oh, got it." Lucifer nodded, facing the priest, he was still very respectful, but helpless, even he didn't even know why he became like this, even if the girl told herself over and over again before leaving him to smile every day, but from that day on, he never seemed to smile.

Just as the word laugh was deleted by him, in his expression, the existence of this word will never be found, and perhaps only that day will he really figure out how important that girl is to him, and finally understand why his brother always tells himself, you can't do without her, she is already a part of you, and after she leaves you, you will never be that pure self again.

Lucifer turned to leave, and the priest looked at his back and sighed softly in an inaudible voice.

It's over, it's all over here, although he also thought about what the day he left would be like, but he definitely didn't think that he would leave in such a way one day, but from the moment he saw the little guy, he already knew the ending, but a story will only feel interesting if you see it from the beginning to the end, but you know the end, then the story is just a process that makes you miserable, and you can't even find the slightest bit of fun in it.

This is a cycle from the beginning, he looks at the story, and he also knows the end, but what he can do now is to watch the plots in the story fill in little by little, and fill the whole empty story to the fullest, becoming extremely full.

It's an absolutely boring process, but he has to skip it, he looks at the bad guy, he can clearly jump out and correct, tell everyone to kill him and it won't happen, but he can't do anything, he can only shout in the void, but no one will hear him, and even if he corrects that person, he will still live well, because this is fate, that kind of thing will not let him die, then this person will never die, it is like a fly, jumping around in front of you, Even if you wave at him to chase him away, it will still buzz around you.

Wu Yu closed his eyes gently, he didn't want to continue to watch the next plot, he was like the so-called god, he knew all the stories, he knew what everyone was thinking, he didn't know how the little guy did it, but he knew that he learned some things he shouldn't know, those things were like some secrets, if he knew in advance, then the next story would be like chewing wax, emotionless.

So it's good to end here, leave something for him to guess for himself, maybe there will be tears that can't stop flowing at that time, and it might be a pretty good look.

He won't press the so-called shutdown or end button, because he knows that someone will help him press it, and the little guy will see everything clearly, as long as he wants to end, he will never hesitate.