When Mu Miao heard this, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face. Someone came to save him!

He rushed to the door, but his hand was stopped by Misal before it touched the door.

Misal easily grabbed his two slender wrists, dragged him back, restrained him with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and pressed him against the door.

The soldier outside the door seemed to hear the noise and felt confused. He knocked on the door again, "Your Highness Sariel?"

“Hmm…”

Mu Mu's mouth was covered again, his watery and bright eyes were filled with anger as he stared at Misal. He struggled and waved his limbs, but these movements were easily suppressed by Misal.

Misael's eyes were dangerous, the red color in them deepened, and he threatened: "If you dare to betray me, I will make sure that your half-blood identity will be known to the entire kingdom of heaven."

Mu Mu's face turned pale instantly. His face was very small, and Misal could cover it with one hand. The blue eyes that were barely exposed were instantly filled with fear. His voice was unclear, "How did you know?"

Misal pinched the soft flesh under his palm and smiled maliciously, "I am a first-generation vampire, and my perception of blood is very keen. I can tell from the smell of the mixed vampire and angel on you that you are a mixture of blood."

"Sariel, you know how much the angels hate vampires. If your identity were known to your so-called companions, would they kill you on the spot, or secretly?"

Misael spoke leisurely, his hand restlessly stroking Mumu's face, "Not to mention the other angels, I'm afraid that Cesivido will be the first to kill you."

There was clearly a hint of intimidation in his words, and he calmly observed Mu Mu's reaction.

Mu Miao trembled, clenched the clothes in his hands, and was confused and didn't know what to do.

The soldier outside the door asked again, "Your Highness Sariel? You are here, right? An angel just said you have returned. Please answer me, so that I can be sure that you are safe."

Misal let go of his mouth, turned him around to face the temple door, naturally put his arms around his waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and bit Mumu's earlobe affectionately, "Sariel, you know what to do."

Mu Miao's eyes were complicated. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm fine. I haven't seen any serious criminals."

The soldier's voice softened. "Okay, sorry to bother you."

After sending the soldiers away, Misal's voice became much happier. He kept hugging him, ignoring Mumu's obviously sour face. Their postures seemed intimate and ambiguous.

"You're so good." Misal rubbed Mumu's head as if rewarding her. "I'll give you a reward."

Mu Mu looked up at him, only to see Misal's fingertips scratching his wrist. Bright red and tempting blood flowed out of the wound, and the smell of blood lingered in the air, tempting Mu Mu.

Smells so good...

So hungry...

Mu Mu's pupils turned red instantly, and he couldn't take his eyes off the bright red blood, his small Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Misal generously placed his wrist against Mumu's lips and said, "Drink. You must have spent so many years in this pure and austere paradise and haven't eaten much. It would be bad if you become starving and stupid."

Mu Mu couldn't resist the temptation, she bit it, held his wrist in her mouth and started sucking. His pupils turned completely bright red, without a trace of blue.

The pleasure of sucking blood quickly spread throughout his body. Mu Mu's hands and feet became weak, his eyes became red, and his body fell down, but the small fangs in his mouth kept biting the piece of meat tenaciously.

Misael was startled and quickly hugged him, letting him lean against his chest. His free hand wrapped around his waist, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Little greedy devil, you've bitten and won't let go."

Mu Mu didn't answer, concentrating on sucking blood. His cheeks were stained with a layer of crimson, and his golden hair was wet with sweat, hanging stickyly on the side of his face.

His eyes gradually became blurred, and even his mind was not very clear. He nestled in Misal's arms, looking as if he was drunk.

"He's actually drunk on blood?" Misal murmured in surprise, brushing away Mumu's wet hair. "Is your body not used to it? This won't do. How can a vampire be drunk on blood..."

Misal has decided to take this little guy who belongs to their race back. Seeing that this child can't even afford to drink blood in heaven, isn't God afraid that Annuo will come back to life and kill Him by doing this?

He has almost confirmed Mu Mu's identity, the descendant of the first generation of vampire An Nuo and God.

Misal and Anno are from the same generation of vampires and have known each other for many years. She knows a few things about him and God, and also knows that they have a child.

Thinking of this, Misal sneered. That hypocritical guy kept saying that vampires were dark creatures and the lowest and most despicable things, but she still couldn't help falling in love with him.

He lifted the blood-red bead from Mu Mu's neck, his eyes dimming. "...Dead? Ha, you're nothing more than that."

Misal's sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the heavy temple door, looking up at the lofty ninth heaven, showing a look of contempt towards the most noble god.

"Um……"

Mu Mu murmured, bringing Misal back to his senses. He looked at the little mixed-blood lying on top of him with his eyes closed quietly. He was already drunk, his whole body was as soft as a puddle of water, and his fangs were no longer biting him tightly, but he just held the piece of meat in his mouth and ground his teeth from time to time.

Misal gently pulled out his arm, supported Mumu's head with one hand, and guided him to lean on his shoulder.

Misal lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Mu's peaceful sleepy eyes, as if he could find a hint of his old friend in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Misal wiped the remaining blood from the corner of Mumu's mouth with his fingertips and silently hugged his limp body. "For your father's sake, I will reluctantly take care of you when we return to the vampire clan."

Yes, he is the elder, and it is normal for him to take care of the younger ones.

Misal convinced himself and walked towards the big bed with Mumu in his arms contentedly. He gently put Mumu on the bed and covered him with a quilt. But worried that he would be hot, he pulled the quilt down again.

After finishing everything, Misal sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Mu Mu who was wrapped in a white cloud-like quilt. The blush on his little face had not faded yet, and a few tears hung on his fan-like eyelashes.

Misael held her chin in her hand and looked sideways, her hand naughtily fiddled with his eyelashes, pinched his soft cheeks, and murmured, "How did Annuo give birth? He is like a baby."

It was exactly the same as the exquisite dolls that the little girls liked. At this moment, Misal seemed to have the same idea as the little girls.

She holds him in her arms every day and changes him into all kinds of beautiful clothes.

Misal remembered that there were many clothes in his castle that were tributed by other vampires, and he would let him try them one by one when the time came.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Misal didn't know how long he had been watching Mumu. The sky outside the window gradually darkened. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, "Sariel, I'm back."

It’s Cecil Vito.

Misal and Cesivido have been sworn enemies for many years. He recognized his voice the moment he heard it. He turned his head to look at Mu Mu who was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The same voice as Mu Mu's came out of his mouth, "I'm not here."

Cesivido thought Mumiao was joking with him, and chuckled, his tone full of doting, "Okay, Sariel, you agreed to come to my place tonight."

"No, get out."

The last word "get out" shocked Cesivido on the spot. His mind went blank for a moment, and it took him a while to find his voice. "Sariel, did I do something wrong?"

What on earth had he done to make such a well-behaved Sariel say the word "get out"?

Cesivido tried desperately to search through his memories of today, but he had never seen Mu Mu today. What on earth had made him angry?

Shi Lin stood beside him, unable to believe that he had just seen the supreme ruler of this world. God even hugged him. Until now, Shi Lin still felt like he was living in a dream.

[Hello, my friends! The Supreme God, the Supreme God whose every word and action is imbued with the power of law! (Screaming, crawling darkly)]

[Brother Shi, you found a "mother" with a powerful background, hahahahaha——]

[Hmm? Is the mother mentioned above my wife? Isn't my wife a male angel? When did she become a mother?]

【I want a male mother, I want a male mother! 】

[Just to add, angels have no gender.]

Shi Lin looked up at the frightened Cesivido, guessed who he was going to meet, and slowly moved forward, ready to escape at any time.

His "mother" would definitely expose his lie on the spot.

Cesivido did not notice Shi Lin's little action. The reason why he brought Shi Lin with him was because God said something to him that confused the angel.

The general meaning may be to blame him for neglecting Sariel in the past and ask him to treat him well in the future. God also took this strange child on his lap and looked at him for a long time, and finally let Cesivido take responsibility.

Cesivido did not think he had any responsibility towards the child, but since God said so, he had to listen. He thought that God must be loving and full of love for this little angel.

That's all Cecivia can think of.

Putting aside the matter of Shi Lin, Cesivido was very panicked by Sariel's change of attitude.

Misal, the instigator, gloated over the misfortune. He sat next to Mumu and laughed so hard that he almost cried.

When Mu Miao opened his eyes and saw the scene of his seizure, he blinked and asked calmly, "Are you crazy?"

Misal immediately stopped laughing, "..."

How does this child talk to his elders?

Mu Mu yawned, and his eyes, which had turned blue again, were still tired. The comfortable feeling after a big meal made him want to sleep very much.

Unfortunately, his sweet dream was disturbed.

Mu Mu looked towards the palace gate and said, "I think I heard the voice of Sesivido."

As a vampire man who has always been strong, Misael naturally would not suffer any loss in words, "You must have fallen asleep stupidly."

At the same moment, Cesivido's uneasy voice sounded, "Sariel, I don't know what I did wrong. Can you tell me?"

Okay, that's another confusing statement.

Mu Mu silently turned his gaze to Misal. This person must have done something while he was sleeping.

Misal was as calm as a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He remained calm under Mu Mu's gaze and even shamelessly came over to bite his face in revenge, but was pushed away by the latter in disgust.

Sai Xiwei waited for a long time for Mu Mu's reply, and doubts kept surging in his heart. After thinking about it, he felt more and more that what he had just said was not something Mu Mu could say.

Thinking of Missal who escaped from Purgatory today, Cesivido's face darkened, and his voice was icy, "Sariel, are you home alone?"

Mumu and Misal were arguing, and when he heard this, his heart sank. He looked towards the temple door in horror, pushed Misal and lowered his voice, "Cesiveto is here, hide quickly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Muxian realized that something was wrong. His behavior seemed a bit like a guilty wife caught cheating by her husband.

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