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Flying through layers of clouds, the line went directly from the human world to the temple of the first heaven.

Yao was dragged behind by Alcia, and the angels of all ranks on both sides of the red carpet saw Alcia and bowed one by one, but Alcia ignored her and just walked towards the destination.

"Al, do you remember me? Do you still have me in your heart?" Yao asked in a low voice. Although he had already guessed the answer in his heart, he still wanted to confirm.

Althea didn't respond. He climbed thousands of steps, and finally stood in front of the throne, at the same level as the Great God of West Asia.

"Are you back?" The Great God of West Asia sat on the throne with a loving face.

"Yes." Alcia knelt on one knee, and folded her wings obediently.

The God of West Asia looked at Yao who was frozen into a popsicle, and ordered: "Come, take the distinguished guest down first."

Several chubby little angels flew around, each of them grabbed a corner, and flew away with a popsicle.

Maybe it was too heavy, the little angels were not as high as Yao's knees, and they flew up wobbly.After flying along the way for a long time and realized that everything was over, Yao felt upset, and put on a fierce look on his whole face, and several little angels were almost scared to cry.

"Where are you taking me?" Yao asked.

None of the little angels dared to look at him, let alone speak.

Walking from the main hall of the temple to the back, I don't know how many turns I turned, and when I arrived at the door, after opening the door, the most eye-catching thing in the middle of the room was a huge cloud bed floating in mid-air, on which five or six people slept. Enough, several little angels moved him to the middle of the bed, and then retreated.

"Hey, is there no one to say anything?" Yao asked, the room was empty, the high ceiling was dotted with the portrait of the Great God of West Asia, facing above the cloud bed, Yao was frozen and motionless, but was caught by the portrait Staring at it also felt uncomfortable all over.

Being arrested again, I don't know what method they will come up with to torture themselves.The laws of the heavenly realms are the strictest of the four realms.

Yao was thinking wildly when suddenly the door opened.

The God of West Asia stood outside the door for 2 minutes with a dazed expression on his face. Then he waved his hand and all the ice on Yao's body was lifted. Yao moved his shoulders a few times, then got out of bed and bowed to salute. The moment he was sealed, he would remember for the rest of his life that he was just an ordinary human being, and his power was not comparable to that of the Creator God, so how dare he make a mistake.

"You get up." Xi Ya stared at Yao blankly, her eyes flickering.

Yao was taken aback by him, but he always felt that he was seeing someone else through him.

"god?"

"I'm lost." West Asia smiled awkwardly, and after a pause for a while, he suddenly said: "I will restart the time in the other world. But, there are conditions."

Yao could only feel the ecstasy in his heart soaring to the sky.

"It was not my original intention to seal the foreign world at that time, but was caused by anger. It's just the calmness during this period of time, which made me understand better what I want."

"Thanks to God's grace, I can agree to any condition."

"Yao, you were born with a phoenix physique, which is a very dangerous physique. You don't know how to control yourself, and you abuse it time and time again. As the god of creation, I have to supervise. 300 years from today, you have to stay in the first level. God, calm down and learn how to control your power."

Yao was stunned for a moment, and asked, "What about 300 years later?"

"If you are no longer so willful, I will let you go back and continue to be your king."

"Yes. Thank God." Yao bowed his head.

The God of West Asia stared at him for a while, then suddenly took a deep breath, making Yao dare not make any big moves.

"In the 300 years in the heaven, you should change your appearance, so as not to be recognized by others." Xi Ya waved her hand, and after the golden light was reckless, Yao only felt that she was a little shorter and had two more wings on her back, just like her new the same length.

"In the past 300 years, you should still be a little angel. Don't release your power at will." The Great God of West Asia left these words, and then left.

Yao looked at his body, except that he was half head shorter and had more wings, there was no other change in his body, until he looked in the mirror and almost crushed the mirror into pieces with his bare hands.

It really hasn't changed much... This change is almost to the sky, okay? ! ! ! !

Yao's face changed into the appearance of his boyhood when he was more than 100 years old. At that time, he was too different from his adult self, let alone his boyhood, but Yao's boyhood was almost exactly the same as that of Killing Angel Jialuo, and Yao was annoyed to death by that The little baby with a baby voice turned into him in the end.

"Is this the rhythm that I want to bore myself to death every day?"

Life in Heaven is more boring than Yao imagined.

The Great God of West Asia announced that he had severely punished Wang Yao from the other world, and sealed his soul in the sky prison. He would be released after 300 years after serving his sentence, and then he released the seal from the other world.

Everything is going on as promised by the Great God of West Asia. In addition to bearing the reputation of being punished, Yao also honestly works as a little angel in the temple. He is said to be a little angel. When all the angels gather, Yao He is two heads taller than everyone else, and with his habitual serious (violent) serious (evil) expression, he successfully made all the little angels stay away.Therefore, there is at most one place where Yao appears in the temple, the Great God of West Asia.

On the first day, Yao still kept his own name, but changed it to another word when writing.The Great God of West Asia said that it is also very convenient to call like this.

It turned out that Yao was in charge of cleaning the sanitation of the throne in the temple, but after less than half a month, he was transferred to the study of the Creator God. The reason was that the throne was almost scorched by the flames on his body several times!If God was sitting on the charred throne during the meeting, this scene would be too ecstasy!

The study room is the place where the gods spend the most time. According to Xi Ya’s original words, even the emperor would not dare to do anything wrong if you stay by God’s side.

Yao thought that he would be arranged to stand in a certain corner to serve him, but Xia arranged a seat opposite the desk. The chair was made of metal, maybe because he was afraid that he would fall, and Xia personally covered the chair with thick cushions.

Sitting opposite God, Yao's vigilance can only be raised to the highest level, worrying that if he says something wrong, he will be turned into ashes in a second.

The Great God of West Asia originally had no specific form, but he can also be transformed into any shape. Since the creation of the world, the most common form of West Asia is a male youth with blond hair and golden pupils. Yes, but on weekdays, his eyes are like mist, and he doesn't show any emotion at all, but there is a 100% loving signature smile on the corner of his mouth, marking the mark of God's love for all things.

"Bring the ink."

"Yes."

"Control your flame, it's about to burn me."

"Yes! Sorry."

"Turn on the lights."

"Yes."

"Do not use your fire."

"...What is it for?"

Chuangshishen conjured a match from his hand and threw it to him.

Yao's face was full of black lines and he was speechless, wouldn't it be fine to use magic, he had to instruct me to go.

Obediently lit the lamp, Yao sat back on his seat and waited obediently, but Xi Ya sighed, raised his head and stared at him, and did not move away for a long time.

Yao is used to it. Sitting opposite him every day, West Asia will always look at him in a daze. Yao doesn't know the reason, but he can guess that God must be thinking of another person when he looks at him.

Because he knows too well that with his personality... he will definitely not let others fall in love with him... feel stuffy...

The assembly of the heavens is held every two weeks, when all the angels gather, starting from the first step of the temple, arranged in order of rank, until the distance of the clouds.

There are only two archangels standing on the first level, the archangel of the water element, Althea, and the archangel of the fire element, Liliancia.

There are also two archangels of the second level, Olivia, the wind elemental angel, and Carol, the earth elemental angel.

Little angels like Yao are not qualified to show up at the Tianhui. Most of them will hide in the apse behind the throne, and sometimes the bold ones will peep at the situation outside through the crack of the door.

Although Yao has been imprisoned in the first heaven for half a year, his mind has not changed at all.

It turned out that he fell in love with Alcia at first sight, and it is still the case now.

Since he became a little angel, he has never left the temple again. The bi-weekly Tianhui is the only chance for him to meet his sweetheart.

But five months ago, due to the war between the sixth and seventh heavenly falling angels and some demons, the god of war in the celestial world, Althea, went back to fight sick. I'm sick of lovesickness.

Finally, finally, this time at the Tianhui, he saw the figure of his sweetheart, and he stood there, staring at the god on the throne, that face was still iceberg, but extremely beautiful.

Yao hid in the crack of the door behind the throne and peeked, so in his view, Al's gaze seemed to be looking at himself. Although he knew that he was looking at God, Yao was already satisfied.

All the angels at the heavenly meeting reported some news to God one by one.

Yao didn't even pay attention to listen, his eyes were burning with desire and admiration, and he looked at Alcia through the crack of the door.However, if he can't be found out, he must be honest for the past 300 years, this can only be a secret love.

"Yao, your back is on fire again." A little angel reminded kindly.

"It's okay, let him burn, my fire won't hurt me."

"Your clothes burned a lot of holes..."

"It's okay, I still have a lot of pieces, I'll change them in a while!" Yao said impatiently, don't disturb me from peeping!

"Your little wings are burnt..."

The Yao carp stood up straight, the wings were props glued to him by the gods, he had burnt out several of them before, the last time the gods repaired them for him, he reminded him to stick a pure skeleton on the back even if it was bad, The Great God of West Asia has always kept his word.

"What are you doing in a daze, get me some water quickly, the wings are going to burn!" Yao shouted anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the voice reached the temple...

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