Reborn Beast King

"Ferry, you promise!" Maybe the little prince got impatient after watching Fan Zhe in a daze for a long time, so he pushed Fan Zhe.

Fan Zhe just came back to his senses, but was startled by the little prince's sparkling eyes, and immediately woke up.He coughed twice, and said: "Dear Your Highness, you must know that the matter of choosing the imperial concubine is not something I can decide. There are so many imperial concubine candidates from various races, I have absolutely no hope." Fan Zhe secretly said, He ran away on the day of the concubine selection, so how could he still stay in the palace.

But apparently Fan Zhe's words didn't make the little prince flinch. He looked at Fan Zhe very seriously, and said, "Ferry, my father is the number one warrior under the starry sky! He is also the emperor of the entire beast race! A great Beastman! Do you want to refuse? I will never allow my father's concubine to be mediocre! He must be as good as you to be my Eminem."

Fan Zhe was sweating like a waterfall, this little boy, did he think that choosing a concubine was to find his mother?Or find a wife for his father!What's even more outrageous is, Fan Zhe, how on earth did he make this little brat think so highly of him... If he knows, he will definitely change...

Fan Zhe had to say: "His Royal Highness Kayol, I am not as good as you say..."

"No! Except for my mother, I have never seen a sub-orc man as capable as you. Ah, you may be more capable than my mother... My mother is a female orc, but she can't fly a bone blade , I don’t even know how to beggar chickens. I’ve seen other candidate females and Asian orcs before, and they don’t know it either! Moreover, I showed the bone blade you gave me to my father. Although my father looks quite calm , but I can sense that he appreciates it." The little prince was absolutely serious.

Fan Zhe was sweating again at Niagara Falls, looking at the bone blade in the little prince's hand dumbfoundingly, it makes your hand cheap, it makes your hand cheap!

"Ahem, Your Highness Kayol, how...how should I put it. Anyway, choosing a concubine is also a matter for your father...he will decide..."

"No! As long as I don't agree, it's impossible for the father to accept other concubines." The little prince vetoed it.

"Hey?! Why?" Fan Zhe felt unbelievable, there is such a thing?

The little prince's face showed a little silence at the moment, and said: "Because two years ago, when my mother gave birth to Kather, she died of dystocia... and I am also the only male orc heir of the father. According to the law, As a prince, I should recognize another Emma. But I have never recognized it. Moreover, since my father died, he has never been close to any concubine. That's why they asked my father to choose a new concubine of."

Fan Zhe was a little dazed by what the little prince said, "The Code of the Beast Race" actually had such a thing as choosing Eminem for his son!But most importantly, he also discovered one thing, that is, the beast relative named Meow is actually the child of the beast emperor, but a beast relative without inheritance rights... This realization made Fan Zhe dizzy again.He sincerely understands that the orc sub-orc gave birth to a child. Although it does not mean that he is willing to accept it, he feels that it is really difficult for him to imagine the amazing effect of giving birth to a small animal when he is clearly a person.Even though he has been in the beast world for two years, he still feels that he is terrified at this moment.

If he really became some kind of beast emperor or imperial concubine, he might give birth to a...beast god!Let him hang up!Fan Zhe shuddered solidly.The look in the eyes looking at meow has changed a little.

Fan Zhe felt that he really should go, if this continues, he would go crazy.After thinking about it, he patted the little prince's shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Your Highness, you should trust your father's vision. He is a great orc."

The little prince looked at Fan Zhe and murmured: "Father is great, but those people are even more hateful..."

Fan Zhe was thinking about how to go, but he didn't pay attention to what the little prince was saying, so he asked instinctively: "What did you say?"

The little prince quickly shook his head, expressing that he didn't say anything.In his heart, he was afraid that it would be bad if he said it would hurt his favorite Eminem.

Seeing this, Fan Zhe simply got back to business, saying: "Okay, let your father worry about this matter. Children still need to learn more skills. Come on, have you forgotten what you are here for today?"

When the little prince heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. Of course he remembered what he was here for today.So the little prince hastily took out the bone blade, and said to Fan Zhe, "Em, look, I practiced last night!"

"Pfft!" Fan Zhe had just drank his saliva, but now he spit it all out.This poor kid, do you want to call it so easy?

However, before Fan Zhe was about to say anything, a bone blade of the little prince flew out, and then it was accurately inlaid on a tree pole not far away. There was a deep "duh" from the bone blade, and there was an extremely sharp scream.

The magic sound can be used to describe this sound.Fan Zhe managed to swallow a sip of water, and the next moment he spit it out again.He instinctively turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and then, he felt that he was hallucinating.He saw...angels?

Beauty!Fan Zhe stared blankly for a while, this face, this figure... oh, his figure is similar to his own... so he is also a sub-orc man? !Fan Zhe stared at the pair of snow-white wings behind the beauty.Shit, the Smaiya orcs of the Baldur tribe, why don't you make such a big appearance!

At this time, the beauty was trembling her wings in fear, looking weak and powerless.And on the tree beside him, the bone blade shot by the little prince was stuck.

"Em, this is also one of the selected concubines I saw this morning. The Smaiya orc." The little prince murmured in Fan Zhe's ear, thinking that he might not know who it was.

Fan Zhe rolled his eyes, "Don't call me Eminem!" Fan Zhe whispered.The name of the little prince really made him shudder.But the little prince had a look of disapproval.Fan Zhe secretly hated, really wanted to beat this kid up.But now, he can't just watch the beauty startled and just ignore it, can he?And no matter what, it was all caused by his apprentice, if he frightened the bird, it would be troublesome.

Fan Zhe hurried over, helped Beauty Smile up, and apologized at the same time: "I'm sorry! I scared you."

Who would have thought that the beauty Smy would push Fan Zhe away when she stood up.That strength is no less than that of Fan Zhe.And when the beauty of Na Smai stood close, it was obvious that the beauty was half a head taller than Fan Zhe.Without paying attention, Fan Zhe was pushed back two steps.

Fan Zhe glanced at the beautiful woman Smy, and felt a little bit shattered in his self-confidence.Obviously a weak appearance, but turned out to be stronger than himself.Fan Zhe was even more depressed.

"Are you the sub-orc of the Worf tribe?" Smy Beauty's tone was always high.

Fan Zhe frowned inwardly, but with a puzzled expression on his face, he said innocently: "There are many sub-orcs in the Wufu tribe. This brother, who are you talking about?"

Beauty Smy was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly and said, "But there are only three Wulf people who came to participate in the imperial concubine election. Isn't that right? Are you that song beast? Or are you a sub-orc?"

Fan Zhe thought to himself, the information seems to be quite detailed.Fan Zhe has always had a weak, deceitful, naive, weak and seductive appearance, but now he continues to be soft: "I am a song beast."

Beauty Smy looked at Fan Zhe as if looking at garbage, looked him up and down, snorted again, and said, "It's not that bad."

Fan Zhe rolled his eyes secretly, continued to look at Beauty Smile with eyes that didn't understand, and whispered, "You...what did you say?"

Beauty Smy seemed to decide that the sub-orc man in front of him could not pose a threat to him at all, so she cursed "idiot" in a low voice, then turned around and walked towards the little prince arrogantly.

Then Fan Zhe heard the beauty of Smai say in a flattering voice that would appear very strange to the Smai tribe: "His Royal Highness Kayol, is this your weapon? It's so powerful."

The fur of Fan Zhe's ears almost turned red as he held back his laughter.