The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

Chapter 142 141: Kesha: Little girl? She is not!

"Pan Zhen, Shen Xu is my prophet, not my subordinate. I have no power to force him to meet with you."

Kesha looked at Pan Zhen helplessly. Did this person really treat Mero like a blazing sun? He even asked her to meet Shen Xiang. When she saw Shen Xiang, she had to ask him if he was free and whether he would be happy to meet him. , Pan Zhen is nothing.

Seeing that Holy Kesha was unwilling to let go, Pan Zhen said bluntly: "I have heard that the prophet is independent of the authority, but shouldn't he still be affiliated with the Angel Galaxy and a subject of the Angel King? Does it still need to be met by a king? Make a report?"

"needs."

"Ok?"

Pan Zhen was stunned. His original intention was to provoke Holy Kesha. After all, Holy Kesha is an arrogant queen. Who knew this person was so frank.

"Are you kidding? The Angel King needs to report when he sees a minister?"

"Shen Xang's words are indeed necessary. If he doesn't want to see him, no one can force him to meet him."

Pan Zhen:?
Through the perception of the ring, Holy Kesha can roughly understand what Pan Zhen wants to do, but the other party's thoughts make her speechless. Anyone who takes a serious look at the history of angels should know that the angel king and the prophet are not monarchs in the traditional sense. Bar.

Pan Zhen was speechless by Kesha's stupid answer. It was a heavy blow to the cotton. She didn't answer his words at all. You can say whatever you like, she doesn't care.

Hua Que did not have a prophetic heart, so Hua Que was usurped by his son Hua Ye, and Hua Ye also lost a prophetic heart, so Hua Ye's heavenly palace was overthrown by a female angel, and she, Kesha, gained a prophetic heart, which was recognized by Shen Yang from the bottom of his heart. The King of Angels, so Merlot Heaven has always been prosperous.

Pan Zhen:.
Kesha has said so, what else can Pan Zhen argue? Angels are indeed madmen.

Just like Hua Ye regards Shen Yang as a legacy he 'inherited' from his father. Although it doesn't sound good, it also illustrates the fact that the prophet is a symbol of angelic kingship.

"Indeed, if I had a husband, I would care more about my husband."

"Shen Xiang, what are you doing?!"

"Queen Kesha, if you indulge the prophet Shen Xing like this, aren't you afraid that the rising star will have evil intentions? Compared to the king, the prophet should care more about his wife."

"There are rumors in the world that the power of the Angel King has long been eclipsed by the prophet Shen Xang. Now it seems that it may not be groundless."

"You don't know what you did? You really don't know how high the sky is until your little temple is demolished, right?"

"If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do about it. If you feel like it, just ignore it."

Kesha chuckled: "If Lord Prophet thinks the person he chose is better than me, then what's the problem if I abdicate? I believe in his vision."

Pan Zhen is also obsessed with judging others by himself and judging the power relationship of angelic civilization based on his own civilization. This is obviously wrong and stupid.

It is not a necessary and sufficient condition for the King of Angels to have a prophet and the prophet to assist the King of Angels, but a necessary and insufficient condition. It does not mean that the King of Angels must have the assistance of a prophet. Whoever the prophet is willing to assist will be the King of Angels.

After sending Pan Zhen away, Kesha sat on the throne and fell into deep thought. Pan Zhen's remarks did not make sense. Although she was sure that He Xi had no intention of taking power, what about others?
Shen Xiang's greedy desire can be placed on her and others. If he encounters someone who is unkind, will Shen Xiang still stand firmly on his side? he.
"bump!"

"Then you're not worried?"

Kesha somewhat understood why Shen Yang always looked at others like fools. When you know others' little thoughts, all the remarks he made to achieve his goals were as ridiculous as a clown.

Shen Xing was lying peacefully in his little nest. From a distance, he could feel that Pan Zhen was carelessly pushing Kesha's side. It was really humiliating. It wouldn't hurt if his mouth didn't smear on his face, right?

When Kesha rushed outside, Shen Yang had already beaten Pan Zhen into the ground. Looking at Shen Xiang who was throwing his fists in anger, Kesha was a little cautious. She was so good that she had never seen Shen Yang so angry.

"Shen Xi?" Hearing the sound, Shen Xi stopped his fists, stood up with red hands, and said with a serious look on his face: "Kesha, what are you questioning?"

"I didn't question it."

"lie."

"Sorry, I'm just a little unsure."

Kesha can stretch and bend in front of Shen Xing, but as for face? How much is that thing worth? It really pissed off Shen Xiang, and he turned all his face into a shoe mat for you.

When Kesha wilted, Shen Xang's anger suddenly collapsed like a leaky ball. He opened his mouth to rebuke, but in the end he just sighed helplessly.

"Kesha, as I said, you are my queen, my only queen. This is my attitude and my oath. If you retire, I will leave immediately. A country that is not under your control is not mine at all. Home, can you understand this?"

"can."

"Well, next time someone sows dissension like this, you should hang him on a silver wing like bacon for seven or forty-nine days, so that everyone can see what kind of guy is talking here."

"it is good."

Kesha agreed happily. Shen Yang looked into the other party's peaceful eyes. Finally, the anger was completely dissipated. He turned around and stomped on Pan Zhen's lower back: "Bitch, I'm warning you for the last time. Don't dare to do anything again." If you stand in front of us, I will definitely bear the blazing sun."

Pan Zhen was pinned to the ground by the big halberd and could not get up. Faced with Shen Xang's warning, he felt ridiculous sincerely. You are in such a hurry because he has revealed your thoughts. You are a man and you don't understand that little trick.

Shen Xiang realized that Pan Zhen was still slandering him, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He was trying to show off to him, right? Since this is the Liyang civilization, don't even think about it. Didn't he want to eliminate the prophet culture? He wanted to see if he didn't let him , who has the ability to curb the erosion of culture.

When Shen Xiang retracted his leg, the injured thigh muscle suddenly twitched inexplicably, and then a burst of numbness made Shen Xiang raise his eyebrows. Tsk, what's wrong with this leg?

Kesha noticed that Shen Yang was looking wrong and quickly went over to help him: "Injured your leg again?"

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't done much reconstruction, and my thigh muscles can't bear the sudden increase in exercise. I'll just take it slow and it'll be fine."

Hearing this, Kesha no longer cared about keeping a distance. She picked up Shen Xiang, moved out a chair and placed him on it. Then she lowered her body and carefully relaxed Shen Xiang's cramped thighs.

"Is my strength okay?"

"Well, my body is really rubbish. It's been a hundred years, but this little bit of damage is still not fully healed."

"Don't say that. Berber's sharp blade is specially made to destroy the ring master's body, and you haven't been able to recuperate. It's good to be able to recover to this point."

Kesha lowered her head and focused her eyes on Shen Xing's legs. The private fight a hundred years ago left traces on his body: a light white scar.

Kesha gently touched the scar. Although she knew that Shen Xiang should no longer be in pain, her hands were still trembling subconsciously. The scene of the man carrying the broken leg back to her was still vivid in her mind.
Suddenly, a warm hand fell on the top of his head, and then touched it gently.

"Seeing you from this angle really makes me miss you. It seems like you are still the little girl you were back then."

Kesha raised her head in astonishment and faced the other party's loving gaze. An unspeakable resistance spread in her chest. Why did she look at herself with this kind of gaze? Little girl? She is not the little brat who could only beg for attention from behind Shen Xang.

"Shen Xing, I am your queen!"

(End of this chapter)