(Shushu.com provides text chapters) The fourth heavenly heaven and the sun go up to the city of Jerusalem every day

Momo felt her feet on the soft earth, slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the sky, where there was a golden sun hanging in the sky, and it seemed that she had been sent to heaven by Pere on the fourth day of the sun day. Book. Book. net

She was actually teleported here, Mo Mo smiled bitterly, although she had been to the West a thousand years ago, everyone longed for heaven, but Naze was not at that time, he was still Lord Lucifer, he didn't like her to walk around at will, so she stayed on the seventh day, and occasionally played, and chose to go to the third day, where the souls of the lovers gathered, and she liked to hear their stories. This level of heaven is ruled by the archangel Michael, who has not been there, and has vaguely heard that there is a heavenly Jerusalem city, where the wise and the holy ascend to heaven and the abode of the heavenly are also settled, and the minds of humans and angels converge here, which can be regarded as relatively free.

But why did Pere send her here? Momo couldn't figure it out.

"Mommy, Mommy," little Lucifer in her arms moved, dissatisfied with her neglect, and slapped her in the face, "Baby, hungry-

"Bad baby" Mo Mo nodded the little guy's nose angrily, "Lie, you were still eating just now!" ”

"Hmm" was debunked, and the baby's mouth was deflated, "It's not bad, hug!" ”

"The paste is not there," Mo Mo's mood sank again when he improved slightly, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled hard: "Baby, there are only two people here, you and your mother, we have to come on!" Mom will take you around first, okay? ”

Some of the little Lucifers were of course very happy and replied in a milky voice: "Okay! ”

"Good!" Mo Mo kissed his forehead and looked around carefully. Book. Book. The net is now at a crossroads, surrounded by walking humans and flying angels. There was no obvious surprise or doubt about her appearance. Occasionally, a few people who seemed to be more knowledgeable would look at the baby in her arms without leaving a trace, and then quietly left. All the way

Momo knew that they had gone to report that perhaps in a short quarter of an hour, the news of her and the baby's arrival would spread throughout the seven heavens. Her current appearance has not changed from a thousand years ago, and the people of the Seven Heavens are all acquainted, plus the little Lucifer in her arms is a little angel she has never seen before, and it will definitely alarm many people. The reason is simple: although there are thousands of angels in heaven, they are all created by Jehovah and can be verified.

She didn't plan to hide in order to adapt to change, which was the best option to go to a strange place. After all, she is the daughter of the Kunlun Realm Lord, even if she negotiates, she has bargaining chips, and these angels have lived for tens of millions of years. It's not that there are idiotic abilities and realms that only sing praises to God.

Case. Just waiting for someone to deliver to the door first. Momo exhaled a sigh of relief, and the soldiers came to flood the water. It's okay to take a step and walk around, there are still some similarities between here and the world, at least some of the storefronts can be visited, but most of the shopkeepers are human beings, and although they are all things from the world, they are all from ancient times to the present, but they are also interesting.

Mo Mo held the baby and picked a shop at random, and went in to sell some gadgets for unknown purposes, and the spirit of the little guy immediately came in Mo Mo's arms, leaning over to hook the ring, holding the book in his hand, the shopkeeper raised his head, and was a kind old man, Mo Mo has always had an inexplicable Zen towards the old man, black and yellow, the West and the East, but when he was old, he was pale, and there was no difference. Book. Book. net

The white old man touched it, and the white beard looked away from the book and glanced at the baby: "Don't touch it, it's very profound, you can't play." ”

What's so profound about this, isn't it a modified version of the Nine Rings?! Momo simply picked it up and handed it to the baby: "Don't worry, although he is still young, he can play." ”

"I said this is very esoteric, young man," the old man stood up, and was about to walk over to put away the toys in the baby's hand, but now the baby had already "babbling" and began to dismantle it, starting with the correct steps, and his lips twitched, "After so many years, I thought that angels could not learn without the power of God, but I was wrong?" ”

"Oh," Momo didn't intend to give him a simple explanation of the origin of the baby, "this thing, he played Mobile Fifteen, which originated in China Nine Links, so the solution is almost the same." ”

"I see," the old man's cloudy eyes lit up a lot, and he rubbed his hands excitedly, "Okay, I can continue to add my book, today I finally have something new to write." ”

Mo Mo smiled lightly, of course she knew why the old man was excited, for these wise and holy people, the life of heaven was monotonous, and the low-level angels accepted the revelation of God and existed, and they would not have too much intersection with them. Their only role is to sit and wait for the world to need salvation, and this kind of waiting is like a doctor with medical ethics who treats a patient, hoping for the patient's good health and fearing that he will not be able to learn anything, which is the most difficult: "I will give you the sample drawing of the Nine Rings, plus its evolution, Huarong Dao, can you give him this little thing you made?" ”

"Of course there is no problem." The old man's smile at this time made Momo think of the portrait of Santa Claus and smile in return. She drew a few patterns, told the old man what to do, and walked out of the store with the reluctant baby, the little guy returned this time with a full load, the old man saw that he could play, and gave it to him, the little guy couldn't catch so much with his two hands, so he had to hide it in his mother's arms, so that Mo Mo couldn't cry or laugh.

As soon as he walked out of the store, Mo Mo smiled at himself again, and sure enough, he didn't underestimate the action of the angels, and there were already people waiting at the door, and they were still familiar people.

"Dear Madame Momo, good afternoon," Michael held out his hand and drew a cross with indescribable grace, "we meet again, and I think you should recognize me this time." ”

Mo Mo glanced at her lightly, if she had recovered her memory earlier, of course she would not have listened to Michael's words about going to the Kunlun Realm, the current archangel of the Heavenly Realm, running to be blinded for a unicorn, and she was too humble to think about it. However, this layer of parents should be able to think of it, but she didn't know if they had reached any agreement, and she patted her somewhat empty head: "Well, Michael-sama Perret sent me here should know too, right?" ”

"Sure enough," Michael was a little afraid to confirm that Momo had recovered his memory, but seeing that she had reached the fourth layer, the queen of heaven was very calm, and now she was tempted, and her heart was a lot: "That Naze, Bulu, and Sifer have also recovered their memory?" ”

"I'm still used to you calling him Naze," Momo raised his eyes and said in a soothing tone, "Lord Michael, I know that everything you do is for the duties of an angel, and the stability of Heaven, although emotionally I can't let go, but intellectually, I can still understand, you can say it if you have something to say, and there is no need to beat around the bush." ”

Michael smiled slightly, but was not angry: "You look closely at my wings, and then look at the child in your arms." ”

Mo Mo did so, turned around to look at the snow-white six wings behind him, which was even more majestic against the background of the golden sun, but unlike the baby, the baby was born with golden wings, and he didn't.

Is that the difference?! Mo Mo remembered that when Naze was still the archangel, he first showed his wings to her in heaven, white wings, golden light, six wings spread in the air, and the wind flew towards the temple, not only holiness, but also a kind of faith of light, the faith of life.

"What are you trying to illustrate?" Momo patted the baby's head and shrugged, "He's genetic, I said he's my and Naze's child, and we don't force him to be an angel, you don't have to worry about anything." ”

Michael did not answer her words, but sincerely persuaded him: "We are now going to solve the problem of the depravity of children, I think you think of the depravity is too simple, the angel who is involuntarily infected and degenerates cannot really become a fallen angel, he will only become a symbol of sin." ”

"I don't understand what's wrong with Naze itself?" Book. Book. net