Wu Liuqi in Marvel

Chapter 143 Assassin, is the City of Angels coming?
Keisha held a revolver, and after thinking about it, she threw it into her arsenal.

No matter how you look at it, the King of Angels holding a revolver is a bit unreasonable.

A revolver in her arsenal seemed a bit overkill.

She promised the boy to keep it safe, and it's okay to put it in the arsenal. Her arsenal can be said to be one of the few absolutely safe places in the known universe.

Kesha watched Adams leave, and they would never meet again from now on. Although he was just an ordinary boy, Kesha felt something similar to Kieran from him.

Could this child be Zilean's incarnation on earth?

The gray-bearded grandfather is known as the greatest prophet, god of time, and universe observer in the entire universe. Naturally, there are tens of thousands of incarnations, but there are so many planets and planes in the known universe. He doesn't have many avatars, so he can't come to the earth just to be bumped into by her, right?

She came to Earth to find the Son of Prophecy.

I always felt that Mu Qingan was hiding something from her. Kesha recalled the afternoon the day before, when the warm sunlight shone through the glass windows on the rows of bookshelves. Between the shadow and the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, and a beautiful angelic girl.

It looks like a chance encounter, but when you think about it carefully, it is full of deliberation. When she thinks of Mu Qing'an's face that knows everything, she feels disgusting for no reason. Humans who are not even the first generation of gods on earth can compare with one-third of a king of angels?Even if it was one-thirtieth, she didn't believe it, especially when Mu Qing'an said this with a hint of humility on his face, as if he was deliberately giving way to her.

New York, Anna Library.

After all, Keisha returned to this place, and she didn't feel right when she walked up to the second floor.

Why come back here?
There seemed to be a hint in the dark that was attracting her here.

What could suggest Holy Keisha?

The King of Angels, who was dressed like an ordinary girl, saw the familiar but unfamiliar boy among the bookshelves on the second floor, and there was another group of people beside him.

A rabbit, a rich-looking uncle, a Spartan, a Zehuberi, a raccoon, a black Tiehanhan, the assassin who was with Mio that day, and a fighter.

For Holy Kesha, no one has any secrets under her pupils, except for that black fool who can't see the race, she knows everyone else clearly.

Compared with the matter of "not being able to see clearly", Keisha didn't care too much. Angel's knowledge reserve is not the top in the known universe, and there are many races she has never seen.

What makes her a little curious is the combination of this guy, the others are fine, the assassin is not strong, but the information is shrouded in a cloud of fog, and she can't read anything, the unshaven fighter gave her an extremely heart palpitation I feel that she might have to avoid the edge for the time being in a fight.

Kesha read the information of this group of people unhurriedly. Although this approach is not good, but now that she is looking for the Son of Prophecy, all bad behaviors seem to have an excuse to procrastinate.

"Ma'am, isn't it a little improper for you to do this?"

Keisha suddenly turned her head and looked at the boy who appeared by her side at some point.

"Mu Qing'an? Do you know what I'm doing?"

The way angels read information is not a natural ability such as "telepathy", but calculation and deduction through the technological side of the "dark matter engine".

"Although I don't know, your method is not good, is it? No matter what reason you give yourself in your heart."

Keisha snorted coldly, "Mind your own business."

Mu Qing'an smiled, "Actually, I'm also meddling in my own business. I don't want to care about your behavior, but I suddenly found something interesting, so I couldn't help but tell you."

Mu Qing'an continued, "Aren't you looking for the Son of Prophecy? There is an assassin in this group, and he is the Son of Prophecy you are looking for."

"Why should I trust you?"

"I'm just telling you, not telling you to believe me."

Kesha looked at Wu Liuqi in the middle of the crowd. He had just said something, and everyone was surprised, as if thinking about the right and wrong of what he said.

What did he say?
Keisha couldn't help being curious, she seemed to hear the words of Nibelungen.

This group of people, don't they want to go to that kingdom of death?
Keisha got closer, trying to hear what they were talking about, when suddenly, the ugly assassin slammed the table.

"Rainbow Sea! Canghui Galaxy! Nibelungen! Quantum Sea, these four places are definitely one."

This slap scared the king of angels.

She has heard of the Rainbow Sea, the absurd lie hundreds of years ago, and the Quantum Sea. Hui Yinhe seems to be a legend more than [-] years ago, what was she doing at that time?It seems that he is still the leader of the rebel army in the City of Angels?
Saying that these four places are one, this brain hole is really not ordinary.

And these people still look like they believe it is true.

Kieran said that the characteristic of the son of prophecy is that his language is contagious, and he can infect people around him unconsciously. At the same time, this person should not be too weak, because there is not much time left for him to grow, and it is absolutely necessary to learn from scratch. too late.

Keisha couldn't help but look at Wu Liuqi, they just met not long ago, this person is a student of Greenwood and a friend of Mio.

The Son of Prophecy is not easy to find, because there is nothing special about him.

This assassin looks very ordinary, but he is a bit of a clown. Why does he wear his hair up?

Wu Liuqi seemed to feel Kesha's gaze, and he suddenly raised his head while he was silent in his own reasoning.

"Wo!!!! Beautiful girl!!!"

Kaisha felt a chill in her heart, she turned sideways and whispered to Mu Qingan, "This guy is the son of prophecy. Are you sure?"

Mu Qingan narrowed his eyes, "Of course, one hundred percent."

"One hundred percent? So high? Why are you so sure?"

"There's no reason. If you're sure, you're sure. If you're not sure, I won't tell you."

Kesha rolled her eyes.

This guy doesn't look big, and he does have the feeling of an old monk practicing Zen, but there is no sense of Zen in his words, as if he is deliberately imitating those eminent monks who have attained the Tao.

"Can you stop talking like that? It sounds awkward."

"What's wrong with my words? Does the King of Angels care about what others say?"

Keisha was so blocked that she didn't know how to answer, so she could only look at the assassin who was about to drool.

She also slapped her on the table, and said stiffly: "Assassin, are you willing to come with me? There are plenty of girls like me in Sky City. She has a soft voice and a soft body. You can choose the domineering president!"

(End of this chapter)