"Beat? Why? I have a good suggestion..."

Huahuo said that she had something to say, and Fengye waved his hand without any hesitation:

"You can make suggestions, but I don't support them. I know what you want to do. You want to go to Lieyang to cause trouble. Now is a time of trouble. If you go to cause trouble, I will be short of manpower. What should I do?"

"How could Lord Maple Leaf be short of manpower? I think Lord Maple Leaf has enough manpower here. One more won't make much difference, and one more won't make any less either."

Hua Huo looked at Feng Ye with a sophistry look in her eyes. She was waiting for Feng Ye's answer. After thinking it over in her mind, Feng Ye said:

"You can go to the Lieyang Civilization to cause trouble, but before you go, you have to come with me to meet someone. After you meet that person, answer some of my small questions, and I will send you there."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go back quickly. The time wasted here is enough for me to find some fun things."

Without thinking, Hanabi dragged Maple Leaf into the quantum space gate. Black Swan shook his head and slowly stepped into the quantum space gate.

Elsewhere, in the study of the Dead Song Academy, Carl was still sitting in a chair as steady as an old dog, flipping through a familiar notebook over and over again. Looking at the knowledge revealed in it, he was completely intoxicated. Snow, with a gravedigger on his back, walked slowly into the study and bowed respectfully to show his admiration:

"My God, the Xiongbing Company has completely collapsed with the successful implementation of the God-killing Plan. Should we proceed with the next plan? In addition, we have just received the latest intelligence from Earth. After the fall of Holy Kesha, an urgent successor to the throne was born in the Angel Civilization. She is the left wing of Holy Kesha, Angel Yan. Do we have to do something?"

"The Thunder God of War? Angel Yan? She inherited the throne? Isn't this even better? Everything is developing in the direction I expected. Since the new angel king is about to be born, shouldn't the old king who was expelled by them also show up to fight for his rights?"

Carl smiled and elegantly told his plan. Snow looked at Carl cautiously:

"My God, do you mean to contact Hua Ye?"

Carl did not respond to Snow's reply. Snow saw this and bowed respectfully:

"I will go and do it right away. But even if we rely on them, we may not be able to stop the Angel Legion!"

"The Angel Legion is nothing to me... What I want to know most now is whether that group of unknown warriors will also appear in the Angel Legion's vehicles."

When Carl heard Snow's suggestion of the Angel Legion, he said with disdain that without Holy Kesha, the Angel Civilization could not stir up any waves. Moreover, the Angel Legion would be attacked by that person at that time.

After listening to Carl's words, Snow asked for instructions briefly, then turned and left the study to contact Hua Ye.

Carl looked at Snow's departing figure and just flipped through the knowledge in his notebook over and over again. The whole study room was extremely quiet with the crisp sound of flipping books.

Angel Nebula, Meno Heaven. Angel Yan, accompanied by Angel Moi and Angel Zhui, slowly stepped into the hall, and the collision of his military boots with the ground made a thumping sound. Unfortunately, Angel Yan and his two companions did not see any trace of an angel along the way. This made Angel Yan's thoughts very solemn, knowing that this inheritance ceremony was probably not as smooth as he had thought.

Just as Angel Yan thought, when he entered the ceremony hall, two angel guards appeared outside the hall door. After the hall door opened, he saw several angel warriors standing side by side with long spears in their hands, standing quietly on both sides of the road leading to the throne. Angel Yan looked at the angels standing on both sides and looked at the throne, but he never thought that an unexpected angel appeared on the throne. Angel Yan looked at the angel sitting on the throne:

"The first generation of the Holy Right Wing Guard, that position is not something you can touch. Or should I call you Tianji Wang Hexi now?"

"Why can't I sit on it? Is there a thorn on this throne? But the tomboy has been sitting on it for so long without any problem, why can't I sit on it?"

He Xi pretended to be puzzled in response to Tian Shi Yan's words. Tian Shi Yan adjusted his tone and spoke:

"That is......"

He Xi noticed what Angel Yan was going to say next, and gave orders to the angel warriors standing on both sides of the passage:

"You guys can go down too."

"Yes!"

The angel warriors standing around turned around and left the hall. Seeing this, Angel Yan also gave orders to Angel Moi and Angel Zhui who were following him:

"You guys can go down too."

"Sister Yan, be careful."

After the two little angels gave a slight reminder, they turned around and left the hall. As the angel Moyi and the other two walked out of the hall, the hall door slammed shut. He Xi also spoke the words he hadn't said:

"I know what you are going to say. You are the heir designated by Holy Kesha. You came back to inherit her position. But unfortunately, none of the older generation of angels except me participated in your succession ceremony. So why do you think you are qualified for this throne? The throne carries the future of the angels. Can you find that future for the angels?"

"I will do my best to create a bright future for the Angels."

Angel Yan answered He Xi's question truthfully, and He Xi fell into a brief contemplation. He spoke with interest:

"In that case, let's go to another place first."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Angel Yan looked around again and found himself in a quiet garden. Angel Yan looked at He Xi's behavior in confusion. He Xi summoned seven puppet clones:

"It's useless to just talk without proof. Since you said you can bring hope to the angels, all you have to do now is defeat these seven puppet clones of mine to prove that you have the ability to fulfill your promise."

"Seven puppets?"

Angel Yan looked at He Xi in confusion. Thinking of the puppet left at Maple Leaf, the old driver suddenly wanted to drive. As the ancestor of the driving world, how could Pi Pi Xi, who was known for being naughty, give Angel Yan this opportunity? He decisively operated the puppet clone to attack Angel Yan.

The angel looked at the puppet clone flying over, his eyes flashed with solemnity, but his right hand summoned the flaming sword and hastily responded to the puppet clone flying over. The two soon had the first round of communication, and the collision between the weapons made He Xi look at Angel Yan in surprise, and he had some idea of ​​the temporary heir chosen by the tomboy.

Angel Yan, the person involved, had a different idea. He was in a state of panic because the other six puppets that appeared around him joined the battle while he was still proficient in the fight with the first puppet. Angel Yan was in a state of panic and had to deal with the puppets that kept attacking him.

Angel Yan began to use the flame bombing, and a series of ear-piercing explosions sounded. He Xi held his forehead and shook his head, took out the treasured tea leaves, took out his favorite small tea set, and began to calmly brew tea.

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