heavenly love

, shouldn't you learn to protect yourself?I'm just protecting myself now. "

Shalier had a headache, "I don't understand what you mean. It's painful to protect yourself, but I know that if anyone wants to hurt your highness, they will..."

"Enough." Fan Wenjiang interrupted him, "Have you ever liked anyone?"

"...No, but..."

Fan Wenjiang shook his head, "So you don't understand my mood at all."

"I don't want to know either! Why don't you explain clearly to His Highness if you have anything to say?!"

"I have nothing to do with him."

"You, you, you really pissed me off!" Shalier rushed out the door.

Fan Wenjiang didn't stop him either, just doing his own thing.

Fan Wenjiang discovered this river by accident, it is not as beautiful as the water in the kingdom of heaven, and it is even worse than the human world where the nature is severely damaged.On both sides of the river is khaki barren soil, the water quality is very mixed and turbid, and it keeps rushing forward.

Fan Wenjiang has been sitting by the river for a long time, watching the small waves keep rushing forward, feeling that his heart will be calm.Squeeze the water in the palm of your hand, it is clear that the river is dirty and dark yellow when it is rushing, but it is very clear and transparent in your hand.

It is because there is only a little water in the hand, and there is only a little dirt in the little water, so naturally it cannot be seen.But when countless little bits of water gather together...the muddy yellow color fills the whole river.

Why can't feelings be like this?One year is too short and the relationship is weak, but 100 years, 500 years, 1000 years... the longer the time, the deeper the relationship.The feelings of so much time are superimposed, just like the river water that has been completely dyed yellow, so deep and easy to see.

Fan Wenjiang couldn't help but laugh, what was he thinking so much about?Not his, after all not his.

Just like him and Wu Qihua, Michael and the front-seat archangel.

Fan Wenjiang stretched his hand into the river, and the cold water passing by his arms felt very comfortable. Fan Wenjiang felt at ease and closed his eyes involuntarily.

But suddenly something wrapped around his wrist and pulled his arm down forcefully. Fan Wenjiang was almost carried into the river by the force, but fortunately his other hand was holding on to the bank.

"Hey, fallen angel, right? You're so stupid, you dare to put your hand into the river of hell, do you think this is your greenhouse paradise where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant?"

Fan Wenjiang turned his head, and at some point behind him, a humanoid monster came.On the head is a pair of... ram's horns?The bronze-colored skin on the upper body is tight and explosive, and a piece of fur covers the lower body to cover the knees. The legs are long and strong, and the whole body exudes tension and momentum like a beast.

At this moment, the monster stood with his hands folded on his chest and his legs spread apart, looking at him gloatingly.

Just as Fan Wenjiang was about to speak, the force on his wrist pulled down again. This time, his face was almost touching the surface of the river, so he barely managed to hold on.Although it didn't fall, there was a sharp pain in the wrist, and there was liquid floating in the river, it was his blood...

Seeing this, the monster seemed to be more happy, and walked to Fan Wenjiang easily and swiftly, bent down, and looked at him from above, "The monster that haunts you is a kind of monster that only grows in the river, and they are very sensitive to blood. After a while, a large group will gather because of your blood, and by then, your hand will be useless."

The monster's eyes were smiling into two lines, and he looked at Fan Wenjiang expectantly, "You don't want to become a waste, do you? If you don't want to become a waste, please beg me. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I will save you."

Fan Wenjiang looked into his eyes for a while, then turned his head and looked at the river, "This monster is very powerful, can I beat it?"

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The monster shrugged coldly, "Is it a powerful monster, but you can't beat it on the shore, but going into the water... is more likely to kill you than keeping one hand. Angels are not delicate and weak in the kingdom of heaven. Flowers? Can you afford such a bet?" The monster tilted his head, his face showing obvious mockery and contempt.

Fan Wenjiang looked at him and smiled. The monster couldn't help frowning when he saw the smile. Fan Wenjiang leaned over and fell into the river.

The monster was a little stunned watching this scene on the bank, this fallen angel, unexpectedly, didn't ask him to jump into the river? !He has always believed that the angels born in the bright and warm heaven are a species of soft-legged shrimps who think they are noble, but he did not expect this fallen angel to be...

The monster frowned, no, this fallen angel is not brave, he is stupid and ignorant and doesn't know how dangerous hell is.

Thinking about it this way, the monster felt more and more that his guess was right, and his astonishment disappeared, and he looked coldly at the slightly churning lake surface and the blood that was spreading more and more.

Although it is a pity that I have not tasted the feeling of being begged by the fallen angels and trampled on the dignity of the fallen angels, it is also a happy thing to see a fallen angel die because of his ignorance.

The monster thought so, and after standing on the shore for a while, he left happily.

The next day, Mammon came to the river again, where he met the fallen angel, just because he was too bored.Although he is very powerful, and his status in the clan is second only to his father who is the patriarch, but because his father thinks he is too impulsive, he is not allowed to participate in the negotiations with the fallen angels.Although Mammon was angry, she couldn't disobey him, so she had to come to the river to relax again.

When he saw the fallen angel he met yesterday by the riverside, he thought he must be dead, he would be lying if he said he was not surprised.Although the monsters in the river cannot leave the water, they can be said to be very difficult to deal with in the water. They are numerous and agile. Even he has suffered a lot because of this monster before.

Looking at the fallen angel on the shore from a distance, Mammon hesitated for a while, but still walked over.Although he hates the delicate and self-sacred angels, he appreciates the brave and the strong.

When he got closer, Mammon couldn't help frowning. The fallen angel was covered in wounds except for his face, and he collapsed on the bank like a rag. The river water and blood soaked the soil under his body.

"Hey, aren't you dead?" Mammon kicked the fallen angel with her toe.

Fan Wenjiang was in a coma for almost a whole day. He was unconscious and felt pain all over his body. His body was hot and cold at times, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

Hearing someone talking to him in a trance, Fan Wenjiang opened his eyes after a while. In his blurry vision, there was a figure standing with backlight, black fluttering hair, blood red eyes...

Lucifer.

Lucifer...

Fan Wenjiang showed him a smile as bright as the sun and full of joy, and stretched out his hand to him, hoping that he would hold his hand.

Mamen looked at Fan Wenjiang completely stunned, this fallen angel...why did he smile at him?Still laughing like this.What does it mean to laugh like that?He had seen many smiles before, but they were all seductive and inviting smiles from women or men who wanted to sleep with him.But this laugh...

Mamen had never seen such a smile before, it made him feel warm, bright, sincere and pure, at that moment he even felt something warm rushing through his heart...

The other party didn't hold his hand, Fan Wenjiang's smile dimmed, and he was disappointed, but in a flash he thought of Lucifer's kindness and love for Lucifer... Fan Wenjiang's face was full of nostalgia and tenderness, and his hanging hand took the initiative to touch it. On the other side's face, draw a line from the side of his face to his chin, then touch his lips and reach the tip of his nose.

Mammon still stayed there, only feeling the light, soft and cherished touch on his face.

Fan Wenjiang felt dizzy again, closed his eyes, and dropped his hand unknowingly, but was caught by Mamen in time.

When Fan Wenjiang woke up, his consciousness was not fully clear, and the pain swept his whole body first.Struggling on the bed for a while before opening his eyes, it was a very strange room, almost as simple as his room.

Gritting his teeth to hold back the pain, he sat up from the bed. At this time, Fan Wenjiang was already covered in cold sweat. Seeing that his body was almost covered with gauze, but the technique was not bad, he didn't see any bleeding, so he felt relieved to get out of bed.

"Damn it, what are you doing?!" Mamen jumped up angrily when she saw this scene when she entered the room, she quickly put aside the medicine bowl in her hand, and wanted to push Fan Wenjiang back on the bed.

Fan Wenjiang refused, and struggled for a while, touching the wound so that his face turned pale.

Mammon immediately withdrew her hand, but her face was quite ugly, "What do you want to do, where do you want to go lying on the bed with all your injuries?"

Fan Wenjiang looked at him in surprise, "It was you... who saved me?"

"Nonsense, who else do you think?"

Fan Wenjiang looked at Mammon carefully with his head tilted. Although he didn't know why, it was true that this monster who was happy to see him in pain, despised fallen angels, and expected him to embarrass him had a fierce look on his face, but actually had no malice.

Since the other party had no malicious intentions, Fan Wenjiang softened his attitude, "Thank you."

Mamen was a little awkward, she still had a straight face, but she was completely lacking in confidence, "No, hurry up and drink the medicine."

Fan Wenjiang picked up the medicine, it smelled as bad as traditional Chinese medicine, he frowned and drank it anyway, "I want to go back."

"Okay, you can go back by yourself." Mammon said this because she wanted the fallen angel to give up the idea, but the fallen angel nodded and said again: "Okay, thank you for saving me." Actually got out of bed, Although his face was pale, he really planned to go back alone.

Mammon was angry but held back but did not explode.Fan Wenjiang walked very slowly. Mamen felt strenuous looking at it, and when he reached the door, he accidentally fell. Mamen instinctively leaned over and wanted to help him. Fortunately, he restrained himself, but he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, " What do you mean? You plan to go back after this? What’s wrong with staying with me? Are you afraid that I’ll eat you?” Mamen snorted disdainfully, “Please, even a man should be a voluptuous man in hell. Is the type good!"

Fan Wenjiang saw that he was angry, held the door and still smiled at him gently, "The place where the fallen angels are... There are friends here, if you leave for too long, I'm afraid they will worry."

"..." Mammon stopped in displeasure.