Time flies.

One by one, the old system was abolished.

The muddy roads of the human world have become orderly, and simple houses have been replaced by buildings rising from the ground.

In this way, a new era is quietly coming, and the power of human beings is becoming stronger and stronger under the light.

And the demonic power is extremely small, and in its place-

Blood subjects who fight the Kingdom of Heaven and its derivative subordinate churches.

In those years, the "Postscript to the Kingdom of Heaven" was sold to countless bards and became a well-known legend in the world.

And under the selfishness of the Son of Heaven, Lucifer, the Demon King of Hell, has become more and more notorious, and he can stop children from crying at night.

However, the legendary black-haired demon king with a blue face and fangs led the fairy through the lush grass and trees at this time, stepping out of the torrent of history.

Demons have a long lifespan, especially these two who have fallen into demons.

The two of them were still dressed in black robes, swaying along the way, like the shadow side of the Roman city.

"Lucy, I want ice cream."

Xianxian stood in the shade of the tree and raised her hand to the shop on the side of the road.

Years of experience in getting along with each other made Lucifer walk to the roadside shop before the fairy opened his mouth.

Colorful hot air balloons in the sky are flying farther and farther.

The fairy waited in place, kicking away a stone on his toes at will.

The stone gurgled and rolled around the corner.

In the shadows around the corner of the Roman city, whispers were heard.

"I heard that a few days ago, the Prince of the Blood Clan, Moon, burned down the church on a summer night and died in the fire with his lover......"

"No, you're listening to that gossip?"

"It's clear that Lady Lilian is dead, and the Prince of Summer Night is martyred together......"

"The blood clan is going to be reshuffled again, I don't know who the new prince will be this time."

- It turns out that it has come to the same era again?

The wind was blowing, and the fairy raised her hand to press the white sunhat on the top of her head, and her long black hair was scattered by the wind.

Hearing this, her eyes couldn't help but bend, and she turned her head to look at the black-haired demon king who came back with vanilla ice cream.

"Lucy, do you want to play peek-a-boo?" She took the ice cream and took a bite.

Squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt a little interested in revisiting the old place, or with the same person......

"Just use this city as a map, when you find me, I will listen to you once!"

In her love life with Lucifer over the years, Xian Xianle was loyal to hiding from him.

With that, she disappeared on tiptoe.

Lucifer lowered his long eyelashes, and when he raised his eyes again, the figure disappeared in a flash.

A short time later, he landed in front of the church that had been burned by the flames, and saw the fairy standing behind the ruins of the church that had been reduced to ashes.

Xian Xian had just finished the last bite of ice cream and turned her head curiously, "Peek-a-boo, why can you always find me the moment I just hid?" ”

In the past countless years, the other party has always been able to find her at the first time.

She was about to give up the game.

Lucifer pulled her over, took her hand, leaned over gently, and wiped the ice cream off her lips.

"Because ......"

Under the curious eyes of the immortals.

Lucifer curled his lips slightly, but suddenly stopped saying nothing, leading her in other directions.

Because......

I don't want to tell you.

I gave you everything I had in the beginning.

……

My stupid lover.

You wear my ribs.

Even if the world moves, the vicissitudes of life.

This love ...... It is destined to last forever and endlessly.

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I didn't want to be a scumbag today.,But because I've been changing the text for two days and one night, I haven't slept anymore.,It's really unbearable.,Look at the situation, I'll write more and I'll send it up.,If you can't write, I'll see you tomorrow.,It's time for a new world...

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