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Volume 20: Song of Fallen Angels and God (6)

The originally tense atmosphere was suddenly broken by the nonsense Fei Rong.

The members of the field team of the General Office all showed a look of "being defeated by you".

The Lord chuckled, "I have lived for a long time, and all the languages ​​in this world are used by me."

He is good at "mantra", so there is absolutely no problem with language skills.

Cheng Xiaodai couldn't help but show an envious expression, "I haven't been able to get my magic word test, I'd like to have this skill."

The Lord thought for a while, “If you don’t mind, I can help you…tutor.”

When talking about the word "tutorial", Jehovah was still a little uncertain and took a look at Feng Rong.

Feng Rong nodded, indicating that he did not use the wrong words.

The Lord smiled faintly.

He looked very ordinary, but when he smiled, he seemed to have his own holy light. Even the dark E Jingbai couldn't feel disgusted with him. Several members of the field team of the General Office who had insufficient concentration instantly drooled.

Feng Rong coughed dryly.

Everyone immediately came back to their senses, their faces turned red after "pulling".

Feng Rong simply didn't want to admit that these guys were his own relatives.

He said that, Feng Rong introduced Zhu Mengtian and the others to the Lord, and then told them to get out.

We will have to spend some time together next, but it is hard to keep the name and face of Jehovah from recording everything, and we can't find people when we want to find them.

After Lin Yingkong also left, only one person and one god were left in the reception room.

Fengrong poured a cup of tea for the Lord, and he was indeed unreasonable than the others.

Firstly, he had seen too many big shots, and secondly, he felt that he could adapt to the lethality of various gods. Even E Jingbai, who was already at the S level, could not match his concentration. Feng Rong was a little suspicious that it was related to the naked spiritual power, but he could not find any evidence.

The Lord took a sip of tea and said thoughtfully: "The tea in the East still makes people feel very wonderful."

Feng Rong asked: "You have not had the tenth day in these years?"

Now the express delivery of the Three Realms is overwhelming, and it is only a blink of an eye to deliver it from the Eastern Underworld to the Western Angels. No matter how slow it is, it is at most one day. It is impossible for the Angels to not provide the best things to the Lord. He said this, and he means that he has been in seclusion for all these years.

The Lord indeed said, "When there is nothing, I mostly sleep on the tenth day."

Feng Rong heard something was wrong, "Then is your visit to the Ling Security Bureau this time to...?"

The Lord shook his head and said, "You know, Countermeerdee."

Feng Rong frowned, "But that's not the reason you need to take action."

The matter of Nemirde is indeed very difficult, but as Bai Congqiu said, it is the way of heaven that is clearing the past bills, and even the Lord should not interfere.

The Lord was silent for a moment, "I will always see what the cause of yesterday and the result of today."

He said it a bit mysterious. Anyway, Feng Rong couldn't quite understand it, so he could only remain silent.

The Lord looked at him, and seemed to see something, and his brow frowned slightly, "So you have a good relationship with him, no wonder..."

Feng Rong shook his head and said, "I have no intention of standing up for him. This is a grudge between you."

The Lord paused and asked softly, “Is he okay?”

Feng Rong didn't know how to answer for a while.

You said OK, there seems to be nothing bad, you can't say it well, but you don't seem to see what's good, you're depressed...

The Lord seemed to have seen through Feng Rong's thoughts and sighed softly, so light that it made people think it was an illusion.

And he exudes a divine nature in his indifference and smile, as if those emotions are illusory and ethereal. Only when he sighs this time, people can see a trace of the breath of a living person.

...

After inquiring, I still couldn't understand what Jehovah was doing. It was rare to have a little tangled in the seal.

If we were just to deal with Nirmierde's affairs, Feng Rong felt that it was not important, just don't let him do anything randomly, but Nirmierde's affairs involved his younger brother Baili Mengyan...

In addition, the appearance of the Lord has also been linked to another friend of his...

So, do you want to notify him?

Feng Rong rubbed her temples with a headache.

Lin Yingkong came back after a round of work and found that Feng Rong was not accompanying Jehovah as a guest of honor, but was alone in the corridor, and hesitating for something rarely.

Lin Yingkong was surprised and walked over and said, "Minister."

Feng Rong raised her head and looked at him depressedly.

"Why are you unhappy?" Lin Yingkong hugged him with heartache, "What are you thinking about? "

Feng Rong showed a hesitant expression.

Lin Yingkong coaxed him, "Tell me, will I give you an idea?"

Feng Rong was struggling for a while before he slowly said: "If you know that your friend has been waiting for someone, and has not responded for tens of thousands of years... One day you saw that person, but that person seemed to not want to see your friend, would you tell your friend about his whereabouts?"

Lin Yingkong said naturally: "Why don't you say it? I don't help you with your parents."

Feng Rong was a little worried, "But your friend met that person and that person would probably be destined to be a tragedy? Is it better to let them not meet like this?"

Lin Yingkong shrugged, "The problem is that this is not something we can decide. We don't know what your friend thinks. Maybe he wants to finish it more than waiting for such a resultless thing?"

Feng Rong was still hesitant. When it comes to emotional issues, he always tended to be indecisive.

Lin Yingkong kissed his forehead, "Leave the matter to your friend to decide for yourself, tell him that you know the whereabouts of that person and ask him to ask you, huh?"

Feng Rong thought about it and nodded slowly, "...Okay."

Lin Yingkong hugged him and said, "My good minister, why are you so good?"

Feng Rong always makes things difficult for himself, which makes the assistant Mr., who has always likes to make things difficult for others, feel very distressed.

Feng Rong touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, "No... I just think he is quite pitiful."

Although it is a strange thing to express pitiment to that person.

Lin Yingkong narrowed his eyes and said, "To be honest, Minister... Could it be that friend you are talking about Lucifer?"

Feng Rong felt a little embarrassed, "Yeah..."

Anyway, he knew that he would definitely not be able to hide it from the other party.

Lin Yingkong endured it, unable to help it, "He has an affair with God?"

Feng Rong: "..."

Lin Yingkong coughed and murmured: "This news is a bit scary..."

Feng Rong said in confusion: "It can't be considered a leg, right? Don't the people of the angels respectfully call Jehovah the Father God or my Father? They...well, are they considered father-son relationships?"

Lin Yingkong looked at the silly minister, "He is one of the Creator. If we really want to count it, we have a lot of parents."

From the East to the West, all kinds of Creator Gods have a bunch of people...

Even if you really need to carefully look at the relationship, God created the angel clan at most, which is the same as Nuwa. In theory, it is a common parent, but in fact there is no blood relationship of one cent.

Well, but a few famous angels may be close relatives to Jehovah? For example, Michael's legend was created with six-sevenths of the spiritual power of God, while other angel tribes were mass-produced...

I don't know why, but it always sounds weird.

Lin Yingkong threw away the strange brains in his mind, and the desire for gossip rose again, "That's the legendary god... he actually had an affair with the creature he created, just like a man fell in love with a hybrid lion and tiger beast."

Feng Rong held his forehead and said weakly: "After all, it's the Creation God and the Second Generation God... Be careful..."

"Ahem..." Lin Yingkong tried hard to stabilize his reliable image in front of the minister. Although this image had long collapsed, "But to be honest, if you really contact Lucifer and he came to meet Jehovah, our headquarters wouldn't be demolished by their world war?"

The story of Lucifer's degeneration and depravity is well known. Nowadays, human kids can talk a lot. It can be seen how lethal the family disputes within the Western angel tribe were...

Feng Rong was even more confused, "This... I'm actually worried about this."

Although he had confidence in the self-control of Jehovah and Lucifer, he could not help but feel that this was difficult. If these two people really fought, half of the human world would probably suffer, and then the recently active heavenly way would slash them both...

It's such a terrible ending just by imagination...

Feng Rong sighed sadly.

Lin Yingkong still couldn't stand his gossip, "So Lucifer was rejected because he failed to court, but was rejected. He simply pulled the rebels to try to go against the will, and then played with God to imprison/ban play?"

Feng Rong: "Wait..."

Lin Yingkong's imagination could no longer stop. "Who knew that he had failed to defy the will of heaven. Lucifer ran away from home in anger and took a group of white angels to fall into the sky and turned into black angels, trying to make God regret it, but God was cold-hearted and cold-hearted and threw him into hell without hesitation?"

Feng Rong's head was so big, "Yingkong, you're thinking too much..."

"By the way, God has done spiritual restraints now, right?" Lin Yingkong scratched his chin, "When Lucifer comes, he will not steal God back to hell, and then stage a deep affair every day, right?"

The more Lin Yingkong thought about it, the more he felt sad, and the more he thought about it, he couldn't help but cry out for Lucifer.

Feng Rong had been defeated by him and said weakly: "...Forget it, just be happy."

He really didn't have the courage to discuss this issue with Lin Yingkong.

Are your friends trying to make love and hate disrespect to God?

To be honest, how did the topic develop to the point of so-called taboo love?

Facing the assistant Mr. Feng Rong felt sorry for Lucifer who was far away in hell...
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