God after all

Chapter 172
"Brother Michael!"

"Why did your majesty come here?"

"It's been a long time since I saw you, we miss you so much!"

"Mia stalked her yesterday and told her heavenly father that she was going to see you on the fourth day, but the heavenly father locked her up and faced the wall thinking about it."

The child angels flew around Michael, fluttering forward with his steps.

"Is Mia released?"

"Haha, it has been released a long time ago." A little angel with a holy circle halo replied.

Michael approached the Silver Palace stepping on the clouds and mist, and there were many beautiful female angels flying to greet him one after another.

"Take me to the Son of God."

The angels accompanied the Maharaja into the palace together.

"The Holy Son has been in a coma. And his eyes..." At this point, the young child angel shuddered and couldn't bear to continue speaking.

"When Heavenly Father brought the Son here, the Son lost a lot of blood and lost one eye."

Unmoved by these words, Michael dismissed all the angels around him and walked into the residence of the Son alone.

Skylight and cloud shadows poured down from the flower window, reflecting the sleeping face of the Holy Son, looking very serene, and the sun fell on the ends of his hair.

Michael sat down on the edge of the bed, and time stood still in his silence.

The holy son's left eye was tied with gauze, and his sad sleeping face seemed to be suffering from a nightmare.

He hasn't opened his eyes since Genelle Krillottuya played the demon flute to lull him to sleep.

Instead of waking him up in time, Jehovah allowed him to slumber.

Michael didn't intend to disturb him either, but just stared quietly and silently.

In the cold dream of the Holy Son, the dream returns to the future world, the winter of 2996 in the City of Jiuhua in the Kingdom of Junlin.

Staged the whole process of the death of the virgin in a car accident and the birth of the virgin's son, and then Michael and Michel found the dying son of the ancestor of all gods.

The Son fell into the hands of Michael the day he was born, and was taken by him to a forest with red trees.

In the depths of the forest, there is an isolated place enclosed by a dimensional space, and a building belonging to the human world stands inside it.

The life away from the hustle and bustle made the Holy Son at a loss. Unwilling to be imprisoned, he had a strong inner resistance to the envoy of unknown origin.

In the end, he adopted the strategy of obedience and obedience, and succeeded in making the two envoys think that he had settled down.

One day he excused that he wanted to see the outside world, and after getting Michael's permission, he was accompanied by Michelle.

As a result, one can imagine that in a crowded place, he easily got rid of Muchel, and fled without a trace.

He wandered from daytime to evening, and came to the train station aimlessly alone, and then a woman picked him up and took him home.

The woman's name was Eliza Cuthbert, and she claimed to be a member of the Knights of the Holy Spirit.

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The intermittent dream came to an abrupt end, Leng Ji opened his eyes, frowning because of the rapid changes in the dream content.

Those were scattered fragments of broken images, and the one he remembered most clearly was the incident after the three giant airships exploded and fell in the forbidden area.

Because of God's helping hand, a portal connecting the inside and the outside world was created on the Heavenly Pillar that besieged the forbidden area. The outside army drove straight in along this passage, and drove the gorefiends and mutants to extinction.

Under the horrible disaster of extreme riots and chaos, only bloody death, a large number of innocent people who wandered around were buried in the taboo area.

"Did you have some kind of nightmare?"

Seeing the sad face of the Son, Michael asked this question carefully.

"I dreamed of my last life."

Leng Ji reached out to touch the sore left eye, feeling the bandage wrapped around the injured eye.

"What did you dream about?"

Michael ignored his mental and physical pain, did not offer comfort, but instead asked about the content of the dream.

"Mom... you and Muchelle... and a blonde woman... are all scattered dreams."

The young Leng Ji got up and sat up, with his chin resting on his knees, and his hands hugging his legs, with a lonely and lonely expression.

"Don't pay attention to those."

"How is it possible not to care? Some people seem to mean a lot to me.

Eliza Cuthbert, who took me as an apprentice, always likes the silver-haired and silver-eyed girl who haunts me, and Senior Brother Youfeng. "

Although he can't remember everything related to them and only has a tiny memory in his mind, Leng Ji can feel his resentment towards them.

"I actually miss them."

I can't believe that this is what Lengji can say. Where did the lonely and indifferent him go?

Unaccustomed to the current changes of the Son, Michael looked away and walked to the window.

"You were not like this before. You never said that you would miss anyone."

Leng Ji looked at the back against the light standing by the window, and asked without emotion: "What was I like before?"

Michael didn't respond to him positively, thinking in his heart that the Son's temperament has changed a lot, is it important?No matter what he becomes, he is cold and silent.

"If you recall your previous life, I don't know if you can maintain the current you."

Leng Jing asked quietly: "Was my previous life very sad?"

Michael put aside the subject: "Get up, I'll take you to the fourth day."

"Aren't you going back to the Garden of Eden?"

"Jenelle Krillottuya broke into the Garden of Eden twice, it's not safe for you now."

Leng Ji didn't want to ask more questions, got up obediently, stepped on the cold floor with bare feet, and found that he was only wearing a pair of close-fitting pajamas hanging down to the floor, he lifted the sides like hem of the skirt.

"This is Heavenly Father's pajamas."

The beautiful long style that covers the body at a glance, coupled with the cute movement of the two hand-held skirts, makes young children become little princesses in seconds.

Unable to understand why the corner of Michael's mouth was rippling with an unbearable chuckle, Leng Ji stood still.

The maharaja actually bent his knees and squatted down, picked up the holy son's white pajamas and tore them to his knees.

Still a child's Leng Ji, being left holding his little hand by an existence like an elder brother and a father.

Many child angels gathered outside the house. They rushed forward and surrounded Michael and the Son who had just left.

"That's great, the Holy Son has finally woken up."

"Will Heavenly Father be happy when he finds out?"

"He is so cold, how could he be happy for the Son?"

"But Heavenly Father said that the Holy Son is a person he values ​​very much!"

"Yes, it should be very important. Heavenly Father said that the Holy Son looks like Brother Black Yahweh!"

The little angels spoke without restraint, and did not notice the strange colors flashing across the faces of Maharaja and Lengji.

"My name is Erin, Holy Son, remember to come and play often in the future."

"Holy Son, you look so good-looking."

"Our hero, you have to grow up quickly, destroy the demon god race!"

The child angels have innocent smiles on their faces, their bodies glow with pure and holy light, and brilliant and brilliant colors sprinkle on the top of their heads with their own halos.

Leng Ji looked at the beauty and sanctity of all this, and smiled unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)