Luo Zhen is still very relieved of Ambil.

After all, she is a melon angel who disrespects herself less than Neng Angel. Even if she knows her identity, she can make jokes with herself, and never treats herself like a holy son.

And now, Luo Zhen doesn't care about reputation anymore.

As long as Ambil talks about a few things he usually does, whether it's molesting her, bullying her, or using her to make up genes, it's enough to further deepen his impression of [The Second Prodigal Ancestor].

So well.

After Ambil grabbed the mic and stood up slowly...

"[I, I, I, I... I am His Majesty's personal guard... My name is, An'an, An'an Bill...(.>?<.)]"

……what?

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, Ambil trembled with his own electronic voice, his face paler than soybean milk.

Luo Zhenxin secretly thought that something was wrong, and felt that something was going to happen.

Ambier looked like he was about to cry, and sniffed:

"[I, what I want to say is...my son's husband—ah no! It's His Majesty! He...he usually bullies me...a little naughty, and——]"

Amber didn't say anything yet.

Because while she was speaking, her eyes that were about to cry were always looking at Joan on the opposite side.

Joan didn't say anything, just sat there with her hands folded and glanced at Ambil.

…and at that moment, the melon angel was drenched.

She cried and cried:

"[Yes! His Majesty the Holy Son is undoubtedly a god! All speeches that tarnish His majesty's divinity are blasphemy! Above—!(.>?<.)]"

The embarrassing Melon Angel dropped the microphone in an instant, hugged her legs and burst into tears.

571. Dualism of the Son, Man and God

"...This shameful eggplant..."

Luo Zhen in front of the TV was speechless and had no choice but to pat the croissant to cheer up.

But it is also true that this is force majeure.

Although Ambil is lawless, he can even make jokes about him as a holy son, and if he doesn't hit Fang Jiewa for a day, his itchy skin is comparable to that of Croissant.

But she is also very cowardly at the same time, the type that is easiest to pinch and round, a bit like a little girl.

This girl is typical, usually a little lazy and bad.

But the primary school student who lost his soul in fear when he saw the teacher.

Especially a serious person like Joan, whose status is much higher than her, is simply the nemesis of nemesis.

Since Joan preached to her last time, she was completely afraid of Joan, and she would get wet just by breathing in the same room.

If such an embarrassing eggplant and melon angel stood on the opposite side of Joan and had a debate with her, it would be easier to let her directly save the individual.

And because Ambil abstained so refreshingly, even the experienced host didn't react.

There was a subtle silence on the live broadcast for a while.

It wasn't until Director Ziyin issued an order in the background that the host reacted in a hurry:

"[Ah, ah, that's right! Since Ambil contestant abstained, we'll just skip it and give the right to speak to the Godhead faction again!]"

"[After discussion by the program team, we think Miss Ambil is in poor health today, and we will compensate you! Today and tomorrow, the program team will pay for the presidential suite of the city's top Sihuaia Hotel for Ambil. Miss and His Majesty Shengzi are staying together! Because the security measures are very strict, please respect yourselves and don’t disturb others casually!!]”

--Oooo! ! !

Hearing this speech, the audience and social media immediately exploded.

This seemingly inadvertent "compensation" revealed the Holy Son's address casually, and even proved Ambil's identity.

Although she is embarrassing, she is really the guardian of the Holy Son!

And still live together!Heterosexual!live together! !

Can Angel: "...As expected of the elite of the big capitalists, the means are really not covered."

This time, even the angel with the green hair in the halo is no longer jealous, but admires Ziyin's methods.

The topic of landmines that Ziyin threw out casually, suddenly threw out enough sweetness to make the people who eat melons very satisfied.

But Luo Zhenke was not satisfied at all.

He rolled his eyes: "She is obviously trying to find fault with me on purpose. I am such a pure and pure saint, and now she ruins it...Why? Why do you look at me like that?...Why do you even have Kesong? Are you always like this? Don't laugh!"

Luo Zhen clearly spoke the truth with sincerity, but it made everyone very happy.

This group of women who don't respect the Holy Son at all, and deserve to be taken into the room and turned off the lights, should be put aside for now.

The debate competition has finally come to an end, and the last debater of both sides will face to face.

"【Uh-huh~, Uh-huh~...So, it's my turn to speak now, right?"

The bass player of the band Gone at Sunset, a sassy beauty with a bit of punk style, Miss Artie, gracefully picked up the microphone.

Her aura is different from that of Joan and DDD.

He neither infected the audience with enthusiasm, nor skillfully drove the atmosphere.

She just stands there naturally, showing her confident figure and expression, and she can attract attention as if it is a matter of course.

Her attractiveness will not diminish even across the screen.

Even Texas and Lapland, who were playing hide-and-seek and decided who would come first today, sat back in time.

Texas blinked and looked at Aarti quite carefully:

"This woman... is a bit strange, I can't see through it."

"Oh? What do you think is the blame?"

Luo Zhen asked.

He deliberately didn't mention the fact that he and Artie had met once.

It's not that they are afraid of being caught and jealous by them, it's just that it's simply unnecessary.

Moreover, that meeting was too mysterious, and Luo Zhen was also quite seduced by this mysterious woman.

So he really wants to know other people's opinions, especially the vicious Texas.

Miss Dede clutched her chin, wagging her tail and said:

"Her attitude is very natural, she looks defenseless, but I can't find any flaws. It makes me feel [nowhere to attack]... Laplande, what do you think?"

"You said so, and of course I did the same."

Laplande lay on the back of the sofa, resting his chin on Rozen's head.

Some time ago, she was still very arrogant, she refused to have extra physical contact with Luo Zhen, and only reluctantly cooperated during the treatment.

But as she was being treated in sevens and eighties, the sequelae of the safflower medicine were also eliminated, and Laplande finally felt a little bit mature.

It's just that unlike the loyal dog Texas, Miss Laplande is still loitering until now, she just doesn't want to admit that she is being raised by Luo Zhen.

But her collar can't be faked, it's still around her neck now.

Laplande played with his collar and watched TV:

"This woman is very dangerous. How should I put it...just like the two women from the sea who surrounded you before."

"You mean Ghost Shark and Skadi?"

Luo Zhen replied delicately.

Texas quickly nodded:

"Those two women are very strong, and they are the type that I have nowhere to attack. It's not a matter of being stronger than us, but the difference in rank, the absolute difference between adults and children."

"Texas's intuition is stronger than mine, but she sees it that way. The singer woman is the same... No, maybe it's stronger than Skadi and the others."

Oh...?

Luo Zhen looked back at the TV in a delicate mood, and looked at Artie carefully.

Skadi and Ghost Shark, as the deep-sea hunters of the mysterious Argorian civilization, their fighting power is exceptionally strong in Rhodes Island.

Luo Zhen also fought them personally, knowing how tough they are.

Except for a very small number of top fighters such as Kelsey, Rozen couldn't think of anyone stronger than them.

And this Argo can even be evaluated by his own keen twin wolves as superior to them.

This is terrible, the world of Terra is full of monsters.

Luo Zhen, the biggest monster (god), was unconscious and continued to eat watermelon.

At the scene of the show, Aarti also began to speak:

“[Actually, like DDD, I don’t know Rutland very well. So if I offend you, please let me apologize in advance.]”

She nodded to Ambil, and then turned to Joan on her side. She was very polite.

Then, she said frankly:

“[Because I don’t know Lateran, I don’t plan to mention His Majesty the Holy Son himself.… But I still want to talk about the concept of [God] itself.]”

“[Everyone thinks, what is a god?]”

The mysterious woman was smiling, and her thin, crystal-clear lips curled up even more:

“[I have heard of the God of Creation who created all things, and the God of War, the God of Road, and the God of Agriculture who performed their duties. Humans in the past often worshiped various gods, right? Although people on the earth now Basically, it has been rejected, and it is only treated as a historical culture.]”

"[But I'm still curious. People in Lateran firmly believe in the existence of the Son, and there is conclusive evidence. So what about the gods that other countries, races, and gods have believed in? Is it pure creation, or is it true? 】”

"[Also, I'm more curious about one thing... the so-called gods are gods who belong to only one race?]"

... Aarte's clear voice is very attractive as if she is telling a story.

She is just advancing the argument layer by layer, but to others' ears, it is as sweet as singing, and people are deeply attracted unconsciously.

This is indeed a top musician, and like the Great Emperor and DDD, he is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

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