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Luo Er and Lu Jia were both wounded in the battle, and he couldn't go back to school for the time being, so he asked the people in the dormitory to ask for leave for him, and lived in a house outside.

"Stairs on the left...stop, the key is in my pocket...well, it's too dark, turn on the light..."

Luo Er instructs Lu Jia to do this and that without knowing anything.

Lu Jia listened indifferently, but he was not impatient. He walked back with his back, went up the stairs, and opened the door. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't until Luoer told him to turn on the light that he glanced at it and said indifferently, "Light?"

Lol knew what he meant.

Where God is, the holy light illuminates the entire heaven, it is pure white, it is power, and it is the gathering of beliefs.After staying in heaven, how can I see other lights in the eyes of angels.

"Don't compare technology with the Holy Light, it's too bullying," Lore said indifferently, leaning on the sofa, "The light of the firefly dare not compete with the sun and the moon, but it can also use all of its energy to illuminate itself , is great enough."

The light is incomparable to the holy light, but Lore under the light is the same as under the holy light. His beauty is not damaged by foreign objects. On the contrary, he lacks a bit of desolation that cannot be profane, and is more gentle and seductive.

Lu Jia had no curiosity at all, but at this moment, as if possessed by a demon, he asked, "Is this the reason for you to leave heaven?"

Lore denied: "No."

Seeing that he had no intention of confessing, Lu Jia stopped making fun of himself, and sat beside him with a cold face, like a jailer guarding a prisoner, never relaxing for a moment.

Lol closed his eyes.

The blood in the arm has stopped, but the pain has not diminished a bit.

"I hurt." Luo Er opened his eyes, and kicked Lu Jia's long leg confidently. "I also want to chop off your two pairs of wings."

"..."

Lu Jia couldn't say anything, if Luoer wanted to do something, now should be the best time.

When he breaks through Lore's seal and picks up the sword of judgment again, it will no longer be as simple as breaking the wings.

But Lore obviously had a taste of it, and had no intention of doing it.

He was lying on the sofa, and seemed to want to say something, but suddenly he tilted his head and coughed, blood spilled from his mouth again.

Luke frowned.

Luo Er's face became paler and paler, almost as transparent as light.

Was it that bad?

Because he suffered a great loss at the hands of the opponent, Lu Jia subconsciously thought that Luo Er did it on purpose, and the injury would not be serious at all.

He even wondered if it was Lore's wings that the Sword of Judgment cut off, after all, he was cunning towards the direction.

But now seeing Luo Er coughing up blood and being extremely weak, he was shaken again.

After a moment of silence, Lu Jia couldn't hold back and walked over, only to see that Luo Er had passed out.

"..."

Is it really unbearable to faint or is it just pretending?

Luke raised Lore's face and squeezed his chin.

Perhaps it was too rare for the opponent to look weak, so Lu Jia watched it for a long time.When he came back to his senses, a clear fingerprint had already been left on Luoer's snow-white face.

Luke pursed his lips and stared at him again.

Unbeknownst to Lore, Luke had met him a long time ago.

Because God bestowed the power of destroying the world on the Angel of Judgment, he was born to sleep forever in heaven.It wasn't until this time that he woke up.

In the beginning, he was indeed in a deep sleep, but gradually, his consciousness woke up before his body.

The first time he came into contact with the world, he saw a ball of light flying towards him. It was an angel of light descending slowly, spreading its pure white wings, and greeted him gracefully.

Pure white without dirt, beautiful and noble and powerful, that is a gesture that cannot be desecrated.

Later, for some unknown reason, Lu Jia ignored the others and kept looking at him for countless years.

The night passed quickly, and Luo Er never woke up.

When the first light appeared in the sky, Luke called out to the gods in his heart: "God."

God didn't respond.

This is not the first time.Since he came to the world, he has never heard the voice of God again.

"Gods should be everywhere, but it's a pity that humans will no longer believe in Gods since when." Lore opened his eyes, lay down in a different position, and said in a rather flat tone, "God wakes you up." , ordered you to hunt me down, but have you really seen God?"

Lu Jia was slightly startled, but quickly replied: "You can't confuse me."

The holy light has washed every newborn angel, and the angel's belief is always the most pious.

"Confused?" Luo Er was a little unhappy when he heard this, raised his hand and grabbed his skirt, and smiled in front of him. This smile was lazy and wanton, which was different from his indifference and alienation. With the meaning of temptation.

The clothes that had been lying all night were quite disheveled, and the snow-white skin was faintly visible.

Lore was very close, as if he was going to kiss him the next moment.

Luke breathed slightly.

"This is called confusion." Seeing this, Luo Er laughed, and retreated without doing anything. The ambiguous atmosphere had not dissipated, and he had already withdrawn without the slightest nostalgia.

Luke suddenly felt annoyed.

"Hand hurts. I watched it all night and didn't say rub it for me, wood, you!"

"..." Lu Jia exerted all his strength, wanting to break off another pair of his wings.

What an angel of light!The appearance just now is similar to that of hell!And let him rub his face...

Lu Jia came back to his senses and found that he was actually rubbing his arm for him, so he turned his head and left with a cold face.

When Luoer saw him enter the room, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, he snorted softly, the pure white light on his fingertips lit up, he raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his clothes, and said lightly: "What's the use of force in vain?" ,Innocent."

There was nothing wrong with each other for several days, Luo Er was lazily recuperating, Lu Jia was trying to break through the seal, and the latter had obviously improved.

At least, Luoer has once again felt that compelling momentum.

So Lore packed up his things, moved back to school, and stopped playing with him.

Luke looked at the empty house, the flames rose in his eyes, and the sword of judgment slowly returned in the flames.

"Luoer, why are you haggard after taking a few days off?"

The people in the dormitory were excited when they saw Luo Er coming back, and all kinds of jokes came out.

"Yes, shouldn't it be moisturized?"

"Hey Luo Er, tell the truth, that is not an ex-classmate, but an ex-boyfriend?"

God damn ex-boyfriend.

Luo Er said, "I didn't come out."

The boss complained: "The door of the cupboard is wide open and still can't get out? I didn't see the school girl crying so hard!"

Luo Er responded casually: "I won't come out."

"Look at the arrogant Luoer," Yang Ce shook his head while updating the game, "In my opinion, that creepy one looks like he doesn't know how to hurt others. You want to come out and choose me!"

Lore said coldly, "That's not as good as him."

"..."

The other two choked out in one breath, pounded the table and laughed, Yang Ce glared at them, saw that the game was updated, and immediately diverted his attention, "This game is quite fun, and there is a new story coming out! Read it—the Angel of Judgment was ordered by God to go down to the world, and he found the Angel of Light in the world, and the two started a war. The Angel of Light was defeated and was cut under the sword of Judgment, and the world fell into darkness..."

Lol suddenly looked up.

Outside the window, blue and white clouds.

The angel of judgment stood above the clouds, looking at him from a distance, the lightsaber in his hand was like a burning flame, and his fighting spirit was soaring.

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