Chapter 1680 Give it to the Beast King to eat
It’s so simple and efficient.
The leader-level strength is very strong. In terms of physical strength alone, the War Emperor is not as good as the Beast Emperor.
The elder did kick the Beast King, but it was totally useless... It would have been fine if he turned around and ran away, but unfortunately this guy was too confident.
The gongs and drums roared loudly...
No, this time it wasn’t the sound of gongs and drums, but the sound of a long whistle!
Six or seven hours later, the Beast King came back with blood in his mouth, and he was extremely satisfied.
"It's been going on for so long?"
"Master, it's so satisfying!"
"What's with the blood on your mouth?"
"I couldn't help but eat one of his arms!"
“…”
The elder was in such a miserable state, his body was covered in blood and he was almost dead.
He dragged his mutilated body and was carried to the prophet by several maids.
"prophet……"
Seeing him like this, the prophet frowned.
"My arm was eaten by the man who struck me. I beg the prophet to help me." The elder struggled to sit up and said, "His treatment of me is a provocation to you..."
Just as he was complaining, Lei Zhen walked in.
"Prophet, how do you feel? Are you strong enough?"
“Very strong!”
The prophet nodded, acknowledging the Beast King's strength.
"Interested?" Lei Zhen lit a cigarette and said, "I spent a long time choosing this body because there are many things to consider. First, the mental strength cannot be too strong. Second, it must be strong enough. Finally, it must not have too many thoughts and must act purely on instinct."
It is indeed carefully selected, and those who act too instinctively have better control over their thinking.
For the prophet, it is easier to devour and easier to control the body after completing the mental transformation.
"It's just that my hobby isn't very good." The prophet shook his head. "The body's instincts can affect the mind, so it's best to achieve a balance between the two."
"That's a bit difficult. It's hard to find something perfect." Lei Zhen frowned.
The two of them were chatting here, and neither of them paid any attention to the elder, as if he was just an animal, and no one cared whether he was dead or alive, not even the prophet.
It has become like this, what value is there?
"Lei Zhen, I appreciate your kindness." The prophet smiled and said, "Of course, if you can find a more suitable one, that would be great. My body really can't hold on for much longer."
"OK, no problem, I'll help you find it."
"Okay! Does the Beast King like him quite a bit?"
"Of course, we couldn't help but start eating."
"Then give it to him."
“…”
A simple sentence determines the fate of the elder.
"Prophet, no! No!"
"I am yours, I have always served you, please don't abandon me——"
No matter how much he begged for mercy, it was useless. He was insignificant to the prophet. He was just someone serving him. If he threw away one, there would be many more.
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard as a maid twisted the elder's neck.
"this……"
Lei Zhen felt it was a pity. He was planning to interrogate the other party, but the prophet didn't give him a chance.
"Give it to the Beast King to eat."
"Okay, I'll thank the prophet on behalf of the Beast King, haha."
“…”
In less than a day, another elder appeared beside the prophet.
She is still incredibly beautiful, but she is still a shemale, and her voice can make both female and male voices.
The difference between him and the previous elder is that he treats Lei Zhen politely and does not show any of the suicidal behavior of his predecessor.
The prophet has a special hobby!
Lei Zhen held Xinyue in his left hand and Da Wumei in his right hand, his eyes looking quite clear.
Why do we have to punish the elders?
It was not because this guy was disrespectful to him, but he wanted to test and see how the prophet would react.
After investigation, it was found that this old man had a special hobby.
"How disgusting!" Wu Mei curled her lips.
"Disgusting? Don't all women like it?" Lei Zhen laughed.
Men like to change their lace, women like men to come out, just like men persuade young ladies to take the civil service exam, and rich women force straight men to be ducks...
The thinking is different, just the opposite.
"I'm just saying it casually. If you come out one day, I will definitely be happier." Da Wumei said teasingly.
"Then you probably won't be happy, because I will never get to this point, so don't expect it." Lei Zhen pinched her chin and warned her.
"That's possible. People's tastes can change." Da Wumei said, "There are many similar cases among prominent families, such as the Dragon Emperor."
"The Dragon Emperor? Honey's biological father?"
"Yes, he likes this."
"Da Meimei, even though he's dead, there's no need for you to slander him, right? After all, you were together and had a child."
"I'm telling the truth..."
As if afraid that Lei Zhen wouldn't believe her, Wu Mei began to talk about the things that happened in the mountains.
In the final analysis, it is because those in high positions are tired of everything, so they start to try new things, or their status does not allow them to have casual relationships between men and women, so this situation occurs.
Lei Zhen knew that this phenomenon was not nonsense.
There are too many such things in history. For example, the servant of a rich young man basically has similar responsibilities.
What the ancients played with were called flowers. Celebrities enjoyed the "Xianggu" pavilion, and enjoyed the flower-appreciating treasure book and the rabbit doll. Modern people can't catch up with them even if they flatter them.
"Honey, when are we leaving?" Wu Mei asked.
"Wait, I want to see the prophet's blood transfusion cycle and wait for his super warriors." Lei Zhen said.
"Wait for him to send out his troops?"
"No, what I'm waiting for is—"
Lei Zhen did not continue speaking. What he was waiting for was not the other party to send troops, but the prophet's alternative plan, that is, the alternative person.
This old guy must change his body. This is the other party’s top priority and must not be delayed.
"I think I understand." Wu Mei nodded.
"Tell me?" Lei Zhen asked.
"You want to cut off his retreat, right?"
"Hey? Da Meimei, we look more and more like a couple!"
Although what Wu Mei said was not entirely correct, it touched the core point.
Lei Zhen certainly couldn't continue to waste time with the prophet like this. He was good at blitzkrieg, not a tug-of-war, so now he just had to wait.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm Honey's mother." Wu Mei rolled her eyes.
"That's between you two. What does it have to do with me?" Lei Zhen laughed. "Forget about you being her mother. Even if you were her grandmother, what would that matter?"
"Shameless!" Wu Mei cursed.
"I'm shameless? Xinyue, get close and use your ultimate!" Lei Zhen gave the order.
The next second, Xinyue fired a powerful blow at him in the face.
"What the hell! I fired it at the wrong person, I fired it at her!"
"husband?"
Xinyue looked confused and seemed to feel something was wrong.
"Hurry up and take care of her!"
"good!"
“…”
It's a lot of fun here, but the prophet is not so comfortable over there.
Killing his envoy is equivalent to shooting him in the face. Although one death does not matter, it is still embarrassing, even if he is over a hundred years old.
He walked deep into the ground with his cane and stood in front of the huge oak tower...
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