My vests are all big guys

The light of heaven is bright and clean, shining like the sun, but there is only one color here, that is white, pure white.

There are countless buildings in the white world, which are often tens of thousands of meters high, several thousand meters wide, and several thousand meters long, looking extremely magnificent.

The white buildings are surrounded by pure white clouds and mist. This is the heaven on the top of a snowy mountain.

After Michael returned to heaven, he met many low-level angels who saluted him respectfully along the way. He also smiled back one by one with good temper and patience, and his face was a little stiff.

When he just returned to the crystal sky, a male voice with a bit of teasing sounded behind him.

"Micah, did you sneak away to play in the human world again?"

Michael met Asmodeus's ambiguous eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly.

"Asmodeus, I'm in a bad mood this time, and I don't want to quarrel with you."

He stayed in the human world for eighty years.

But for other angels, it was just sneaking out to play for a short time.

Asmodeus's blue eyes flickered slightly, and his tone seemed unruly but actually carried a bit of caution, "Who provoked you? What's wrong with you?"

You know, Michael is lively and cheerful, often laughing and joking, like a happy fruit, it's hard to imagine that he would have a bad day.

Michael pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and shook his head, "Nothing, I'll go see Lucy right away."

Asmodeus looked at the back of the golden-haired Seraphim leaving, touched his chin thoughtfully, frowned slightly, and his blue eyes deepened slightly.

Tsk.

This dejected expression really doesn't suit him.

.......

Michael didn't feel too sad about Bai Qingge's death.

After all, this is something that humans will definitely experience, and he has been prepared for it for a long time, and passing away does not mean extinction. The soul will enter the next reincarnation until the power of the soul disappears and it can no longer enter the next reincarnation.

He was just a little confused and at a loss.

This is Michael's loneliness.

In this vest of Michael, his thinking is basically the same as Michael's. He seems carefree, but is actually sensitive and fragile.

None of Bai Xuan's vests will die.

He will watch all kinds of races die out, and those teammates he knew in the human world will also grow old. Although Yan Yao and Lin Chen are slow to age because of their powerful superpowers, Wang Chengyang and Gan Lesheng are obviously gray-haired.

While thinking quietly, Michael has walked to the hall where the Seraphim handle the affairs of heaven.

"Why are you in a daze? Michael, did you sneak out to play again just now?"

The Messiah appeared in front of him, with a soft and light tone, and the white light shone in his eyes, the halo was dazzling, and there was a slight tenderness in the pure white eyes.

Although he only has four wings, he was created by a drop of blood of God, and his status is equivalent to that of the Seraphim.

Michael raised his eyes to look at him, smiled and shook his head.

"Nothing, I'm just about to go in, let's go in together?"

Messiah paused, "You seem a little unhappy, are you not having fun in the human world this time?"

Michael's slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes, like mellow and clear red wine, also flashed a bit of fragility and confusion.

He whispered.

"It's just that I suddenly feel that humans are very fragile."

Messiah hesitated.

Tentatively reached out and touched his soft and bright golden hair, the movement was gentle and subtle, and the voice became softer.

"Don't be sad, Micah, we will always be with you..."

A plain voice sounded beside them, "I was still wondering why you didn't come in? Then I saw a guy crying here?"

Beelzebub appeared in front of them and looked at them expressionlessly.

Although he always disliked this guy for being lazy and playing rogue all day, causing Lord Lucy's affairs to increase, but if someone dared to make him cry, he would really feel irritated.

Michael subconsciously retorted, his tone firm.

"No crying!"

Beelzebub's eyes were indifferent: "Oh."

"What's that look?" Michael was angry.

"Beelzebub, Michael, what are you two doing?" Lucifer heard the voice and walked out of the hall, followed by other seraphim.

Beelzebub glanced at the blond angel, turned his gaze to Lucifer, lowered his head slightly, and spoke respectfully and clearly.

"Nothing, sir, I just saw Michael secretly leaving heaven again."

Messiah bowed respectfully, and his soft pure white dress was slightly raised.

"Sir Lucie."

Michael lowered his eyes slightly, his tone was stiff, "I'm sorry, I slipped out again."

That clear and cold gaze stayed on his face for a long time.

After a while, Lucifer said, "Come in, I won't punish you this time."

Michael raised his head unexpectedly.

But it seemed as if he saw the pair of purple eyes rippling with clear and shallow ripples, which were extremely gentle and moving, just like the melting snow on the top of the snowy mountain.

Lucifer was answering his question, and also answering his own question.

"Human life is fragile and short, but they have left a beautiful glory in your memory. Haven't you seen it?"

Evidently, both of the two aliases are him, but there is a clear difference in the way he thinks about things.

"Well, although I don't know what you are talking about, I feel that it is very noble." Belial interrupted with sleepy eyes.

The next second, he was pulled over by Gabriel and forcibly covered his mouth, "Don't interrupt if you don't understand."

Perhaps because he has been playing a human for a long time, even his thinking has been integrated into humans.

Michael suddenly became clear. He was not a human. He accompanied Bai Xuan's beloved brother to the last journey. His last connection with humans was completely eliminated, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

In the days to come, this alias is just Michael.

"You are right, Lucy, they are a beautiful part of my memory, and I should not regret it anymore."

Lucifer suddenly heard his clear voice, and was silent for a moment, his voice was cold.

"Yeah."

He suddenly asked again.

"Have you seen my friends in the human world? Are they okay?"

They belonged to Lin Mobai's friends, not Bai Xuan's.

Michael curved his eyes.

"They are very good. Lin Chen and Ji Jiaojiao are addicted to a sport called square dance."

Speaking of which, when he saw them dancing in the square, he was silenced by them and dared not look at their figures in the square again.

"Ji Jiaojiao is now an adult. Their demon race seems to be an adult at the age of 60. She looks very tall and mature now."

Lucifer's mouth corners slightly raised, "That's good."

The other Seraphim watched them talking about things about humans that they couldn't understand.

Asmodeus appeared here at some point, and he showed a teasing smile, "Ah, Michael has recovered, and this expression suits him."

Belial looked confused and said slowly, "What was his expression before?"

Gabriel said helplessly, "You really don't care about anything except sleeping."

Otherwise, how could he become the lazy demon king of another destiny line?

Metatron looked down at the book in his hand without raising his head. "Michael is often sad. You don't understand him. His temperament is too human, so he is always easily hurt."

"Huh? Really?"

Asmodeus was a little surprised. "How did you know?"

Samael's red eyes sank slightly, and his tone was cold: "Because he can't fall, this guy is the only one who makes himself so painful, right?"

Messiah looked at the blond angel with gentle eyes, as soft as white feathers, "But only such a guy can change such a future."

The gray-haired and red-eyed angel tilted his head slightly, and the outline of his profile was clearly visible. He hummed softly.

"Are you saying bad things about me?"

Michael turned his head to look at the onlookers who were whispering.

It was clearly a question sentence, but it turned into a statement.

Asmodeus smiled openly, and his blue eyes seemed to be soaked with fragmented sunlight.

"So what? Crybaby."

A dazzling, hot red flame shot towards him fiercely, and the six wings behind the blue-haired, blue-eyed Seraphim opened wide, and flew quickly into the sky to dodge.

He didn't dare to confront Michael head-on. After all, Michael was a battle angel, and he was just a poor little guy with low combat power.

The blond angel also spread his wings and flew towards him quickly, and the red flames beside him became hotter and hotter.

Asmodeus had to hide and hide, and was finally forced to bow his head and apologize.

Lucifer looked up at the two angels chasing in the sky, his lips slightly raised, the holy white light fell on his face, and his purple eyes were deep and gentle.

Beelzebub came to his side, "My Lord, are you really happy now?"

They actually all have memories of another fate line, but that memory is more like a dream or a movie, not profound.

But he remembered the smile of Lord Lucie in that fate line in his mind.

It was an extremely cold smile. Although the corners of his lips were raised, there was no ripple in his eyes. There was only a deep silence and indifference.

Lucifer looked around and deeply imprinted all his companions in his mind. His beautiful eyebrows and eyes were gradually stained with a gentle smile.

"Beelzebub, are you unhappy?"

He did not answer directly, but asked back.

Beelzebub looked at Michael and Asmodeus who were still playing in the sky, and finally showed an uncommon but equally beautiful smile.

"Of course I am happy."

They will continue to be happy in the days to come.

All the Seraphim think so.

The God of Light who quietly watched his creations also thought so.

The author has something to say: Woohoo, Bai Xuan did not disappear. He used Bai Xuan's vest in the world. It was him who accompanied his brother in the world. At that time, he did not act.

After arriving in heaven, Bai Xuan's vest will become Michael, and he will subconsciously start acting.

For him, he is Bai Xuan around his brother, but can only be Michael and Lucifer around the angels.

Ma Jia has no independent consciousness, he only asks and answers himself, I just prefer to write psychological descriptions.

If anyone wants to see the extra chapters that belong to Bai Xuan himself without any role-playing, please tell me.

My heart was broken when I saw that Bai Xuan disappeared, it was really sad.

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