I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 281 The Killing Angel is a Cold-Hearted Male Supporting Role (8)

Xila went straight back to the Temple of Light. As an angel with special privileges, he could enter and leave this sacred temple at will without notifying or waiting.

As soon as he stepped into the temple, the God of Light appeared in front of him as quickly as light and shadow.

Her long white hair was a little messy, perhaps because of her eagerness just now.

Xila blinked his scarlet eyes and directly pointed out the abnormality of the God of Light.

"My God, your hair is messy."

The God of Light smiled slightly, casually used his divine power to comb his hair neatly, and then slowly walked in front of Xila.

His voice came faintly, with a hint of grievance.

"Xi La, you haven't come to see the Father for many days."

Xila tilted her head, looking somewhat puzzled.

"My God, I went to the human world. Have you forgotten?"

His tone revealed his loyalty to the God of Light and his seriousness about the mission.

The God of Light seemed a little different today. He slowly walked up to Xila and gently stroked Xila's cheek with his hand, his voice clear and caring.

"Is Xila injured?"

His eyes were full of worry.

Xila had a stern face, staring at the god in front of him with his scarlet eyes without blinking, and his tone was a little stiff.

"My God, I am your most outstanding fallen angel. Nothing can hurt me."

"No, you are the Father's finest angel."

Xila looked up at the Father God in front of him. The Father God was a little strange today.

The God of Light did not speak again, but simply lowered his eyes, then gently embraced Xila in his arms, wrapping him tightly with his divine power without leaving a single gap.

Xila was a little confused, his cold face still expressionless, but his eyes began to blink non-stop. He could feel that Father God seemed unhappy, and although he didn't know the reason, he wanted to comfort him.

Xila raised his hand and gently patted the back of the God of Light, giving comfort just as he had seen him do in the human world.

The God of Light was slightly startled, and then his voice became melodious.

"Xi La, will you stay with the Father forever?"

Xila nodded without any hesitation.

"Father God is the most important to me, and I will not leave."

The God of Light gently hugged the person in his arms, and an inexplicable joy surged in his heart, even happier than when he regained his divine power.

He asked again: "Father God may also be forced to do so. Will Xila still accompany Father God at that time?"

Xila nodded again without hesitation.

"My faith since I was born has been in God the Father. No matter what, I will never leave God the Father."

His words were cold but sincere. Although he had the coldest appearance, the most powerful strength, and the bloodiest judgment, he had a pure heart.

The God of Light still hugged the young angel tightly, his arms were so tight that it seemed as if he wanted to merge Xila into his own body.

Xila, the young angel, was full of trust and reliance on God the Father. He did not make any struggle in the arms of the God of Light, but just quietly enjoyed the warmth and care.

"Did you meet anyone today?"

The God of Light asked softly, his voice sounded in Xila's ears, gentle and magnetic.

Xila nodded slightly and replied.

"It's the Dark God."

Hearing this name, the God of Light's body stiffened slightly, and a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he increased the output of his divine power and wrapped Xila more tightly, as if he wanted to use his own power to protect him from any external harm.

"Ignore him."

There was an unquestionable firmness in the tone of the God of Light.

Xila sensed the uneasiness of his father, and he felt somewhat puzzled, but he had always been obedient and always followed the orders of the God of Light unconditionally.

So he nodded, his tone calm and submissive.

"I ignored him. I listened to everything my god said."

A warm feeling surged in the heart of the God of Light. He gently patted Xila's back, his voice full of doting.

"Xila is so good."

After a long time, after Xila left, the God of Light sat alone on the supreme throne, his eyes were a little absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something.

Oracle? He sneered in his heart. He didn't take those so-called oracles seriously.

His Xila can only be his and will always be by his side.

The whispers of the God of Light were unusually clear in the empty temple; although his voice was low, it was full of determination and possessiveness.

"My Xila can only accompany me."

These words echoed in the temple, as if announcing to the entire universe that he cherished and possessed Xila exclusively.

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Lucifer and Michael hurried back to the Palace of Light, hoping to see Xila, but they arrived too late, and Xila had already returned.

The two stood outside the Hall of Light, both with lost expressions on their faces.

They finally had the chance to meet Xila, but they missed it.

They stood there in a daze, and were about to leave when suddenly, the voice of the God of Light came from inside the temple.

"Archangel, come in."

There was no gentleness and warmth towards Xila in this voice, but it was filled with an authority that could not be refused.

Lucifer felt a little strange and didn't understand why the Father God suddenly summoned him.

Although he was full of doubts, he still obeyed the order and walked into the temple.

Michael was confused, scratched his hair, and finally turned and left.

When Lucifer entered the temple, he found that the God of Light had his back to him, so he walked forward, placed his hands on his chest, and asked respectfully.

"My God, what do you want me to do?"

The God of Light hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned his head. His eyes moved back and forth over Lucifer, as if examining the archangel he once loved.

Lucifer felt even more confused, Father God’s behavior today was indeed strange.

The God of Light looked at the humble, powerful, brave and resolute archangel in front of him, and suddenly a new plan came to his mind.

Maybe the Oracle could change the candidate, wouldn't Lucifer be the best choice? Anyway, his Xila is not acceptable.

The God of Light thought in a trance.

He fixed his gaze on Lucifer, suddenly laughed, and said.

"Archangel, I have a mission for you."

Lucifer nodded in surprise, thinking to himself, since when did God need to give orders for a mission personally?

"Let's go to Anbi Country and save those suffering people!"

The God of Light's voice was commanding.

Lucifer looked up hesitantly. He naturally knew about the affairs of Anbi Country, but logically speaking, Xila seemed to be more suitable for this task. Why was he suddenly sent there?

Although he had doubts in his heart, he would not contradict his Father God, so he nodded and accepted the task.

After saying this, the God of Light sent Lucifer away.

Lucifer stood outside the temple, still somewhat confused. He couldn't help but think that God's recent behavior was becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

Jiji: "The God of Light is going to do something, hehehe..."