Cesivido stayed in Mumu's palace that night because he seemed very reluctant to leave. He held Mumu tightly and refused to let go, sighing and saying that he would definitely come back early tomorrow.

Mu Miao didn't understand why this person was so slow. He looked like a decisive and ruthless person, but he was slow and clingy in this aspect. In just one day, he made it seem like a life-and-death separation.

However, this also made him more convinced that Cesivido was Xi Yunchi, because Xi Yunchi was always like this.

If Mu Miao is habitually clingy, then Xi Yunchi is a clingy person who hides his true nature very deeply.

After Cesivido said for the nth time that he couldn't bear to leave him, Mu Mu couldn't stand it anymore and pushed his head away. "Forget it, then you can sleep here tonight."

Cesivido pretended to be surprised, "Is it okay, Sariel? Will this bother you?"

In fact, he had already sat down on the soft big bed with the person in his arms, ready to lie down with Mu Mu at any time.

Mu Miao: "...It's not a problem."

Cesivido still maintained his outward reserve and said politely, "Sariel, you are so kind. To express my gratitude for disturbing you tonight, you can sleep at my place tomorrow night. I will definitely treat you well."

Mu Miao looked at him strangely. After going through two worlds, he was no longer the simple and gullible Mu Miao. Now he was a veteran driver with many battles and rich experience.

Cesivido still had a decent smile on his face. He met Mumu's gaze, lowered his eyes and looked at himself, his eyes clear, "Sariel, why are you looking at me like that?"

Mu Miao thought to herself: I suspect you want to sleep with me, but I have no evidence.

Mu Miao said casually: "It's okay, you look good."

Ceciweido smiled and said, "Thank you for your appreciation."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a long time before lying down.

At the beginning, Cesivido behaved very gentlemanly. He took the initiative to sleep on the outer edge and gave most of the space to Mumu. The distance between the two people was enough to accommodate another adult.

Mu Mu looked at Cesivido who had his back to him, feeling very puzzled.

I was hugging him so tightly just now, why did he become so reserved and distant as soon as we got to the bed?

This fragment really made Mu Mu unable to understand.

Mu Mu was too lazy to guess his thoughts, so he simply turned around and faced the wall, closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep. As the night deepened, he felt his body getting hotter and hotter, as if he was being roasted by a stove, and he groaned uncomfortably in the heat.

Mu Mu was finally woken up by the heat. He turned his head to look at Cesivido who was sleeping soundly while holding him tightly. He sighed, silently kicked off the quilt, let him hold him, and continued to sleep.

The night in heaven is extremely short, only five or six hours. Melodious bells ring from the ninth floor, and holy angels flap their white wings and fly through the clouds.

Mu Mu was covered with a thin quilt, her delicate face sunken into the soft pillow, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly, her pair of deep blue eyes slowly opened, and she glanced around blankly.

“Hmm…”

Mu Mu stretched, his slender waist faintly visible under the loose clothes. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and turned his head to look at his side. Cesivido had left at some point, and Mu Mu was the only one left in the huge palace.

Mu Miao packed up and prepared to go out to see the players this time.

Based on his experience, the status the system gave players would definitely not be very high. And the Eighth Heaven where Mu Mu currently resided was a realm only accessible to Seraphim and their angelic followers. If Mu Mu wanted to find the players, he had to leave the Eighth Heaven he was familiar with.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Mu flapped his little wings and flew to the lower world.

As the sky increases in height, the thickness of the clouds begins to decrease. At the eighth sky, the sky looks blue at a glance, but as you leave the eighth sky, the clouds gradually increase.

When Mu Mu arrived at the third heaven, white clouds filled the entire field of vision. Mu Mu's eyes went dark and he got lost as expected.

A group of cherubim just happened to fly over from a distance. The leading cherub was stunned when he saw Mu Mu running around in the clouds and finally returning to his original place.

"Sir, that seems to be His Highness Sariel." A Cherubim said in amazement, then he doubted himself, "That's not right. His Highness Sariel has never left the Eighth Heaven. How could he appear on the Third Heaven?"

His Highness Sariel is the most mysterious of the twelve archangels. Most ordinary angels have only seen Sariel once, on the day of the God's birthday.

Baijiali is the one with higher status among the Cherubim, but he rarely has the opportunity to come into contact with the highest-level Seraphim. However, ordinary angels are born with the obedience to Seraphim, and this can help them easily identify the other party's identity.

But when he faced Mu Mu, he did not feel any submission, but only loved her from the bottom of his heart.

He flew to Mumu's side and bowed his head respectfully. "Excuse me, is this His Highness Sariel?"

Mu Miao looked at the strange angel and nodded, her clear blue eyes timidly looking at him, with an expression that almost said: Who are you? How do you know me?

Baijiali said with a smile: "Your Highness, I am the Archangel Baijiali. I have seen you wandering here for a long time, so I wanted to ask if you need any help."

His words were still very considerate of Mu Mu and he did not directly point out Mu Mu's embarrassing situation of being lost.

Mu Mu's face immediately turned red with shame, and the flapping speed of her wings behind her unconsciously increased. She shrugged her shoulders embarrassedly and said in a lost voice, "Yes, I'm lost and can't find the way."

He looked so adorable, like a bewildered and frightened little cub who had to turn to his reliable patriarch for help when faced with a problem.

No, His Highness Sariel was originally a little guy.

The cherubim all covered their mouths and chuckled. If they hadn't been concerned about his identity, they would have touched his little head and told him that these were just small problems and they would solve them.

Baijiali looked at Mu Mu with a look of care and doting unconsciously, "Don't be afraid, little prince. I can take you wherever you want to go."

Mu Mu's eyes lit up instantly, and he flew forward a little, arriving in front of Bai Jiali. "I want to find the new angels that arrived recently. Hmm... but I don't know which level of heaven they are in."

I don’t know the identities of those players.

Only then did Mu Miao realize that he was too reckless. He dared to come out and look for someone like this without knowing anything.

Baijiali frowned slightly after hearing this. "Your Highness, are you looking for the newly born angels? Only a group of power angels have been born recently. They should have gone to the Second Heaven to participate in this military exercise."

The reproduction of angels only depends on the sacred tree in the Garden of Eden in the fifth heaven, and the fruits produced on it are the embryos of angels.

Mu Mu didn't expect to find the player's trace so quickly. He was very grateful to Baijiali. He was about to hug him to express his gratitude, but he stopped the next second.

In keeping with Sariel's personality, he gave Baijiali a shy smile and said, "Thank you."

Baijiali saw him clearly stretch out his hand and then put it down. Seeing the joy on his face, his heart softened. "Your Highness, the clouds in the second heaven are thicker and there are more buildings. If you need, I am willing to accompany you."

Mu Mu was dispirited after hearing Baijiali's description, but immediately perked up after hearing the second half, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, I need it."

But he quickly thought of another aspect and tugged at the corner of his clothes anxiously, "Will this be too much trouble for you?"

"No, my prince." Baijiali instructed the people behind him. The cherubim saluted Mumu and flew away, while Baijiali stayed behind to lead the way for Mumu. "Please follow me, little prince."

Under the leadership of Baijiali, Mumu successfully found the army of power angels in training. This was a plain area. The young and energetic power angels wore hard armor, held sharp swords, and stood upright under the leadership of the archangel.

Mu Mu saw Cesivido standing at the front of the team. This time, Cesivido was wearing a slim white military uniform with golden tassels hanging on his shoulders. His handsome and sharp features were dazzling under the scorching sun.

Mu Miao couldn't help but stare at him for a long time, her burning gaze lingering on his waist and legs... His face was getting redder and redder, and his head was almost steaming.

Next time, I must let Cesivido wear this in front of him, and he must touch it carefully!

Mu Mu had already made up his mind. He would wait until he had feasted his eyes on the scenery before generously turning his attention to others.

Baijiali suddenly realized what was going on when he saw Cesivido. He looked at the way Mumu was clinging to Cesivido and chuckled, "So, the little prince came here to see His Highness Cesivido. The relationship between the two of them is as good as the rumors say."

Mu Miao smiled guiltily. In fact, he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. He just wanted to see if Xi Yunchi was among the players.

"Then I won't disturb the two princes." Baijiali was originally worried that Mu Mu would be offended by this group of burly power angels here, but since Cesivido was here too, he felt relieved.

Mu Miao waved, "Goodbye then."

Baijiali smiled and said, "Goodbye, little prince."

As soon as Baijiali left, Mumu immediately hid behind a big tree beside him, stretched out his little head and looked furtively at the dense group of power angels, looking for a familiar figure.

As a result, he successfully found three players and was also sure that Xi Yunchi was not in the angel camp.

As for how he found the three players from the vast crowd, it was mainly because the three angels were particularly conspicuous among the group of mighty power angels.

Among the three players, there was a little kid who looked only seven years old, and the other was an old man in his eighties. Because of their unique appearance, Cesivido called them to the front of the team, the position that everyone was paying attention to.

The only remaining player shrugged his shoulders with a look of despair, as if he was doubting his life.

In fact, he was not the only one who was desperate. Cesivido, who was always calm, was also stunned for a long time when he saw this scene.

The angels of power are the backbone of heaven. They have been young since they were born on the sacred tree. Cesivido looked at the old and the young and was silent for a long time.

Should he go and report to God that there was something wrong with the sacred tree?

Cesivido couldn't let them both participate in the high-intensity training among the young angels. "...You two should step forward first. You don't have to participate in this training."

So the children and the old man supported each other and went to an open space to rest. The lone player was so envious that he cried.

[Haha ...

[Hmmmm? Someone actually looks down on our Time God? Please, don't treat our Time God like a child. He's a very outrageous child!]

[Is the person above Shi Lin’s hater? Hahaha]

[Am I the only one who noticed that this S-rank Seraph NPC is really handsome? ]

[S-level dungeons are filled with handsome men and beautiful women, but it's rare to find one that looks like this. The handsome guy has such broad shoulders and long legs. Uniform lovers rejoice!]

My brother's legs are not legs, the spring water along the Seine ~ My brother's back is not a back, the rose of Bulgaria ~ My brother's waist is not a waist, the curve of the fatal man...①]

Mu Mu didn't know that Sesivido had been targeted by the ecstatic crowd in the comment section. He was still expressing his sympathy for the lone player, and at the same time he was secretly happy that the task of leaving the players behind this time would definitely be very simple.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes. The little boy tilted his head back and looked at him expressionlessly, "Brother, are you peeking at us?"

Mu Miao: “!!!”

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①: From the song "Hi to Mengchacha"

I also want to write more, but I like to slack off too much (hmm... is this something I can say?)