Who made you not earnestly create the world!

The silver-haired deity was a little at a loss, he had no idea that such a plain sentence could make them so... moved, he really just said it casually!

The silver-haired deity found that the angels around had already looked over, so he reached out and grabbed Lucifer's sleeve and walked forward quickly, and said in a low voice, "Go, do you want to be watched?"

The five archangels in the back just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed.

After walking for a long distance, the silver-haired deity slowed down and loosened Lucifer's sleeves. Lucifer walked in a daze, and the silver-haired deity was a little worried that he would bump into him next moment. The angel might fall to the ground, so he made a move that surprised even himself—reached out and held Lucifer's hand.

Facing the shocked eyes of the archangels, the silver-haired deity did not let go, and said lightly, "Don't fall."

Lucifer blushed, and he didn't dare to hold back his hand, even if he really wanted to.

The sleeve holding Lucifer's other hand was pulled, the silver-haired god looked back, and saw a face looking at him with longing bright red eyes, as if there was a tail behind his buttocks desperately Shaking red puppy.

The silver-haired god was speechless, but he was in a good mood today and thought it would be nice to indulge once in a while, so he stretched out his hand to Michael who was looking at him pitifully, "If you dare to move around casually, I will throw you out of the first stage." Six heavens." Thinking of Michael's usual way of bouncing around every step of the way, he warned.

Putting his paws on God's hand, Michael laughed like a dogleg and an idiot, and the tail behind his back was even more joyful, and he promised again and again: "Absolutely not, I will be very good!"

Lucifer, who was being led by the other side, couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes; the other four archangels' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, is this all right? !Then one by one beat their chests and stamped their feet in their hearts. If I had known earlier, I would have gone first!

From then on, all the archangels vaguely understood what it means to strike first, and use this as an iron law to start bloody battles for favor again and again.

But fortunately, the kinship of the angel family is very good. The streets are full of angels with shoulders and backs, hugging and hugging. Their eyes attacked Lucifer and Michael's backs, but they ignored them directly with tenacious nerves;

When he saw a booth selling small candies, Michael’s eyes lit up, he pointed at the booth, turned his head and said shamelessly to the silver-haired god, “Father God, I want to eat that.” Fortunately, he still remembered to lower his voice and hear He called Father God only silver-haired gods and a few archangels, but——

They almost choked on their own saliva.

Fuck, do you really think of yourself as an ordinary four-winged angel? !What about your dignity as an archangel or a blazing angel?How do you usually face the dignity of your subordinates?Have they all been eaten by dogs? !No, no, there are no dogs in heaven...

The archangels were flustered in the wind, and Michael, with a pure face, looked at his companions who seemed to be irritated because of confusion.

The silver-haired deity couldn't help but want to laugh. He coughed dryly and looked at Metatron, "Go and buy two bags, Meta."

— `Look, how cute.

Metatron ran over with a twitching face, and was frightened by the overly enthusiastic greeting from the candy seller, threw the coins and ran back with two packed bags.

The archangels waiting here saw the whole process, and even Gabriel couldn't help showing a bit of schadenfreude on his face, not to mention the unkind Michael who directly covered his mouth and smiled.

Metatron respectfully gave two bags of candy to the silver-haired god, and then glared angrily at these guys who had no companions. If the silver-haired god was not there, he would definitely rush to chase and beat them now.But he is not a character to be bullied, and he will have a chance to get revenge in the future.

The silver-haired god distributed a bag of candy to Metatron, and the other bag to Michael, signaling them to share.

Although the silver-haired god let go of his hand just now and didn't hold it anymore, Lucifer and Michael saw that the god was in a good mood today and didn't care about their rudeness, so they firmly occupied both sides of the god, boldly and God walks side by side.The other four archangels followed closely behind them, fearing that they would lose them if they were not careful.

It was the first time for them to eat on the street, and they ate while walking.Although the Archangels except Michael felt a little awkward and unhygienic, they all ate happily.

Michael opened the bag and carried the bag to the silver-haired god, who shook his head, "You guys eat it, I don't like this kind of candy."

Michael replied in disappointment, and then stretched out the bag to Lucifer. Lucifer hesitated for a moment, but still took one and stuffed it into his mouth.And the four archangels behind opened the bag after God rejected Michael. Raphael and Gabriel each took a candy from the bag in Metatron's hand and stuffed it into their mouths. Samael, who didn't like the appetite, also took one, and Metatron, who was still holding a harp in the other hand, ate one after seeing these guys.

In fact, the sugar in Tianjie is not very delicious now, the method can even be said to be very rough, and the shape is even more ordinary. It is just a milky white ball with the size of a thumb, and the taste is not as good as the ones they usually give away from the subordinates in the palace. It's delicious, but it always feels different.

Even if they just walked together quietly, even if God's expression was still so indifferent, the archangels felt that their hearts were filled with happiness.It is already a great honor to be able to walk with God, and all the companions are laughing and laughing together, and the surroundings are full of laughter, peace and happiness.

At this moment, the archangels were so happy that they wanted to cry.

The icy golden eyes softened quietly at this moment, the silver-haired god looked forward, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

——Pure, beautiful, loyal, kind, so beautiful.

Seeing Michael eating sweets so cute that his left cheek bulged and his right cheek bulged, the silver-haired god couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his fiery red head. Michael rubbed the silver-haired god skillfully. The only hand, the smile on the face is dazzling and pure and envious.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes slightly, Samuel's eyes flashed fiercely, Metatron rubbed his chin and smiled maliciously, Raphael smiled and thought about something in his heart, Gabriel looked at Micah enviously Le.

But without the slightest bit of malice.

The silver-haired deity could already imagine Michael's miserable life afterward, and chuckled in his heart, but he didn't mean to remind Michael or warn other archangels at all, he still wanted to watch a good show.

——One day, I will fall in love with these angels.

At the same time, a figure wearing a white cloak and a hood looked up at the sky, and his clear and elegant voice was bitter and silent, "My god, you obviously created things at the same time, why are angels so favored by you?"

"Probably because angels are more in line with my god's will. But Angus, you'd better confess to God quickly, God's will is something you can guess and question?"

A blond man with a strong figure and a handsome face walked over slowly, with a somewhat disapproving expression.

"Arvis?" Elf King Angus was taken aback, then lifted the hood on his head, revealing his long emerald green hair, "Why are you here?"

"Passing by, I saw you below and said hello when I was flying up." Dragon King Alves crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and said, "What you said just now... It seems that you also know that the angels are here. Are you preparing for the creation celebration?"

Angus' extremely delicate face was covered with a layer of melancholy, "Yes."

Seeing his friend so depressed, Alves scratched his head and said, "My god lives in the heavens, so it's not surprising that he prefers angels, and didn't you know that when we were created?"

Angus smiled wryly, yes, he knew how much God favored angels since he was born.When creating a race, the advantages and talents of angels are much more than other races, and the seven archangels alone can dominate the races of the world, not to mention that although God has not interfered with anything in the heavens for 1000 years, But God has been indifferent to other races since the creation of the world!

"Where are you going next?"

"I was just going out for a walk. Now that the creation celebration is about to start, I have to go back to the Eternal Mountains."

Alves smiled heartily, "Then I'll give you a ride, it's faster."

Angus was not hypocritical, "Thanks, Alves."

The huge golden monster soared fast in the sky, its golden scales were dazzling under the bright sunlight, but there was a slender green figure sitting on its back.

Angus sat firmly on the back of Alves, who had turned back into a dragon shape. He was not affected by the huge wind force at all, and he sat upright like this.

The golden dragon turned its head to look at the elf on its back, but its originally loud dragon chant was deliberately suppressed a lot at this moment, "Angus, do you think you want to prepare a gift for God at the creation ceremony?"

Angus squinted his eyes slightly due to the wind, "I definitely want a gift, but I just don't know what to prepare."

The golden dragon complained, "There is nothing good in the heavens. I really don't know what I can get out of offering gifts in front of those angels. If I accidentally take something wrong, I won't be laughed at."

"How much better are the elves than you? We are only slightly better at weaving and plants." Angus sighed, "At least the dragons have a lot of treasures, and my elves' treasury is probably longer than any angel. They are all shabby, and gifts to God can only be given from the heart.”

"Don't say that, isn't the scented tea of ​​your elves very popular with angels?"

"It's okay to give it to an angel. Do you think it's appropriate to give it to God?"

"..."

A huge black shadow suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eyes, and Angus looked over in surprise, "That's... Leviathan?!"

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