Chapter 1584 Faith (34)

   "Why does Cecia always lie in the arms of the Lord?"

  The little angel lying between the clouds, propping up her round face, asked depressedly.

  “She always depends on the Lord, how can this work?”

  Because of her, the Lord's attention is on her.

   Cupid, the **** of love, flapped his wings, holding an arrow in his hand, aiming at the distant direction.

  Like practicing how to aim.

  He said: "Probably because Checia is suffering too much and needs the comfort of the Lord."

   "Please be magnanimous, Mirod, if you feel uncomfortable, you will definitely want to be embraced by the Lord."

"…But…"

  Little angel Mirod puffed his face, looking sour, "How can Cesia keep asking the Lord to hug her?"

  None of them have enjoyed such treatment.

   "And, will the Lord love her more?"

  He asked out the worries and confusions that had been in his heart for a long time.

   Cupid patted his chest and said, "Please don't say that, Myrod."

   “The Lord loves all angels, no matter which one they are.”

"…All right…"

  Mirod lowered his head, although he was a little reluctant, he still agreed with his point of view.

  The Lord loves all living beings, this sentence is always true.

  …

  …

  …

  Inside the temple.

  The trident, symbolizing evil power, thumped heavily on the cold ground.

  The ground shook, and cracks appeared in response.

  Lucifer, who was shirtless, looked at the **** the Holy Throne with a serious face.

   Seems offended by her behavior.

   "Cecia, is this your choice?"

  Would you rather choose to submit to that hypocritical master than to return to a free life?

  Lucifer could hardly understand her thoughts.

   "..." The delicate and beautiful person, with his eyelids downcast, didn't make a sound for a long time.

  Sitting on the Holy Throne, his head silently rests on the shoulder of the god, presenting a cuddly and well-behaved posture.

  That pure black dress symbolizes the wings of dark power.

  Obviously such a color should not have appeared on the holy heaven.

  But her silent actions have already made clear her position.

she…

   Chose the Lord, not — Liberty.

  Lucifer sneered, "Okay, okay, okay."

  He said hello three times in a row, and his handsome face was full of anger of being betrayed.

  The muscles as strong as a rock allowed him to pick up the heavy trident with ease.

  He pointed at the traitor, saying viciously, "Cecia, remember your ignorant and stupid choice today."

   "One day, you will regret choosing him, and you will pay a heavy and tragic price for it."

   "..." The beautiful angel on the Holy Throne has a gorgeous appearance, but no emotions.

   As if she didn't hear his vicious curse, she was buried in the arms of the **** all of a sudden.

  Hold him tightly, like a clingy cat.

   Fortunately, a gentle and benevolent **** will always be magnanimous to his followers.

  Even if she becomes extremely clingy, he will still patiently contain her and protect her.

  He gently rubbed the girl's head, and calmly met Lucifer with a pair of light golden eyes.

  Happy or sad, the tone is still compassionate and gentle: "Lucifer, you shouldn't scare her."

   If he freaked her out, he'd be... mad.

  Lucifer suddenly laughed loudly, "Lord... so you are so considerate..."

  (end of this chapter)