The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Then, get ready for the darkness to swallow the light.

Fu Sheng began to get busy,

She has lost her childish identity, she needs to grow up quickly,

Be it physical or psychological.

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Life in hell is still monotonous.

day by day,

Fusheng found a place, and after training every day, he lay there lazily and rested.

The light golden feathers that have always been with her are always attached to her cheeks, touching them gently,

The soft and slender feathers are very soft and itchy when touched.

Sometimes Fusheng can't help touching it,

Sometimes, let it float by itself.

Just, every now and then,

It will settle on her lips and then pass gently,

Obviously just a touch,

But inexplicably, it will bring a kind of crisp and numb feeling,

It's just like……

It's like the big baby is kissing her.

Fu Sheng slightly opened his eyelids, glanced at Feather,

She stretched out her hand and opened her palm,

The feather soon fell obediently, in her palm.

Fu Sheng touched it, and then put it in his pocket.

counting,

She is fifteen now,

Then her big baby, should be twenty years old now,

In the blink of an eye, ten years,

I don't know if he has forgotten her.

Fu Sheng sighed slightly,

Looking at the dark starry sky, his eyes are faint.

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Hall of Light.

The pure white sky, like the wings of an angel, is pure and flawless,

Pure light covers this sky,

Angels live here, a piece of peace and tranquility.

hall of holy angels,

Angels in pure white stand in rows,

Above the holy hall, exquisite scrolls are laid out and turned into wallpapers,

In the scroll, God sits in the center, and a holy angel bows his head to him,

The huge white wings, every point is perfectly outlined,

At the tip of the wings, the light golden warm color like sunshine symbolizes the noble and holy identity of the angel.

And God looked at him with a smile, while the angel looked down, holding a scepter representing power in his hand.

He is the archangel who commands the angels——Raphael.

In the center of the magnificent and bright hall,

The angels folded their wings and prayed to God,

The prayers will turn into blessings and gather on the young man in the center of the temple.

The stunning adult man, with downcast eyes, is in a calm mood,

Sanqianxue's long silver hair fell between her legs, like the purest and flawless snow lotus on the top of the mountain, holy and pure.

He was wearing a large white robe, with huge white wings behind him,

If you look closely, the tips of the wings are smudged with light gold that symbolizes nobility, like light and hope, purely beautiful.

The man lowered his eyes, under the snow-silver slender eyelashes, the pale ice-blue pupils, like frost, cold and unruffled,

He held the scepter that symbolized the identity of the archangel, and his long white robe fell to the ground. His breath was peaceful, like a god, mysterious and beautiful.

Slender long fingers made of beautiful jade, with distinct joints, white as snow,

The bright red lips are like magnificent petals, beautiful and coquettish, yet holy,

When people see it, they feel that it is breathtakingly beautiful, noble and holy, and they dare not feel half-blasphemy.

This is the new Archangel Archangel of the Angel Clan——Michael.

Prayer continues,

When all the angels sincerely send their blessings,

Michael, will officially become the leader of the angels, that is, the new Archangel.

all the time,

The light will grow strong,

Until, devouring the darkness.