The air was suddenly silent.

The residual smell of alcohol shows who the "murderer" is.

The king roughly understood that this was a battle that belonged to the angels, and that he was a mortal, and of course it was not suitable to participate. sat on the sidelines, honestly being a melon eater.

Fairy and Michael set their eyes on Lucifer again.

The silver-haired angel stretched out her beautiful six wings, her body half leaning on the desk, one hand supporting, the other hand gently shaking the wine cup, the clear wine rippling in the wine cup, the spicy smell intoxicating.

He seemed a little tired from eating, and didn't look at the other side.

"Lucifer......" muttered Michael, a green tendon bursting out of his forehead.

If you don't succeed, you will rob it?

Don't think you're pretending, I don't know you stole my stuff!

Michael wanted to stand up and reason with Lucifer.

A smile flashed in the immortal's eyes, and he withdrew his gaze, pretending to be generous: "It's okay, Michael, I'll get you another one." ”

She raised her hand and picked out a tender and plump fruit from the fruit bowl and handed it to Michael.

The latter first glanced at Lucifer warily, then whispered thank you, and took the berries from the gods' hands with both hands.

Lucifer repeated his old trick, and a divine power burst out of the air, swept quickly in Michael's hand, and returned with berries.

This time, however, he didn't succeed easily.

The immortal suddenly made a move, and also sent out a divine power. Just as the berry was almost eaten in one bite, she intercepted it.

"Lucifer, that's Michael's."

She feigned seriousness.

Lucifer raised her pale snow-colored eyelashes, beautiful as a dream.

"What comes into my hands is mine." The fruit was held in his hand, and the young man spoke calmly and directly.

See, this proud angel fruit is really under-tuned/untaught.

Then she will teach him.

The fairy fairy's chin was slightly raised, and she, who had inherited the power of the God of Light, was a little more empty with her fingertips.

The fruit held in the silver-haired angel's hand shattered instantly, and the sparse juice flowed into his hand, and the light red liquid stained the snow-white robe.

It's the first time I've been so embarrassed.

Lucifer froze.

I only heard the ethereal voice of the god sound on the other side, "What does not belong to you, even if it is plundered into your hands, does not belong to you." ”

Lucifer came back to his senses, did not speak, and half-leaned on the side of the desk, his silver hair tied up by emerald green vines and draped behind him, languid and arrogant.

Looking at the color of his fingers, he thought about it, lowered his head, opened his rose-colored lips, and sucked the juice off his fingers little by little.

The movements are calm and without the slightest emotion.

Looking at his empty attitude, Michael finally couldn't help but stand up with grief and anger, and walked in front of the other party angrily.

"Lucifer, have I offended you somewhere?"

This Heavenly Vice-Monarch is nakedly targeting him, and he is still using such a naïve method to the extreme.

The silver-haired angel also stood up, but walked out without saying a word.

When passing by Michael, he coldly threw down four words: "You lied to me." ”

He, Lucifer, hated the weak and deceitful the most in his life.

Obviously I was favored by the gods, and I lied to me that I had nothing to do with the gods...... Michael's hypocrisy is annoying.

Lucifer walked outside the temple, bathed in the moonlight, his eyelashes drooping, covering the bright silver pupils.

- I really want to snatch the favor.

Teach him a lesson.

Well......

Just to teach Michael a lesson.

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