In the back kitchen of the restaurant in Dark Ligtan, a three-headed fire dragon is slaughtered, cooked into a delicacy, and served to the table.

"The dragon meat you ordered. The lizard-headed cosmic waiter brought over a half-human-tall plate.

He lifted the cover, the dragon meat was dripping with golden grease, and the knife poked and cut it, and the hot steam, accompanied by the juicy tender meat that was rolled, suddenly overflowed with aroma.

The lizard bowed and retreated, "Please use it slowly." ”

Lala was also hungry and started eating directly.

The body of the god killer clan is an energy core life, but it does not have its own energy intake system, and when it is young, it can be maintained by the adult god killer race to transmit energy, and after growing up, it will transform into other racial forms, and replenish energy through eating and other means.

Wu Tian tasted a few bites and then stopped.

The killer coldness coming from the direction of the palace, who it was, Wu Tian roughly knew in his heart.

It was for this reason that he temporarily stopped.

Wu Tian has not forgotten that the biggest goal of the god killer girl Lala is to kill their clan's old enemy, the legendary killer [Xit].

"How could such a super killer appear in the royal palace of the Saiyan planet?" Wu Tian thought to himself.

Of course, he would not think that a master as strong as Hitter would completely detach himself from ordinary life, which was obviously impossible.

One day he does not become a true God, one day he becomes a mortal spirit.

No matter how strong Super Saiyans such as Monkey King are, they can breathe, eat, sleep, and live.

Won't break away from the majority.

Hitt is the same.

No matter how strong he is, he is not a true god, and he has a life.

Maybe he was originally a killer, but he was getting stronger and stronger, and unconsciously became stronger to the point where he is today, but the profession of killer has not been put down at the same time; or maybe he is strong enough to a certain extent, and one day he suddenly wants to find some excitement, or he really wants to kill people and kill all kinds of masters, so he chooses the profession of killer.

So, as a professional killer, who did Hitt kill when he appeared in the Saiyan palace on the planet Sharada?

"Bang!"

The sound of someone falling.

"You don't have long eyes!" cried out the man who fell, accompanied by a "hula", presumably the movement of his companions rushing to cheer him on.

However, before their anger could rise to a high level, it was abruptly extinguished.

"Ah...... It turned out to be a friend of Captain Tenip...... "The Saiyan who accidentally collided with Frost's tall body and fell down instantly wilted."

Tenippe waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let's go." ”

The knocked down Saiyan pursed his lips, nodded and left with his companion.

Frost's eyes were cold.

Although, he really wanted to tear up the impolite thing just now.

Or, plunge the stinger into his body with your own hands and watch him die in agony.

But because of the character he added to himself, Frost can't do more in front of Tenipp now.

Compared to the one in the seventh universe, the "Frieza" of this universe is more forbearing, less domineering, and less unscrupulous. From another point of view, it can be understood as ...... More brainy, relatively less arrogant.

The method of controlling qi, the power and energy of Frieza in the galaxy of the seventh universe, may not be impossible to find, but it is just ...... Frieza didn't care, he indulged in the fantasies of the emperor of the universe, relying on the strength of his own innate power, and disdained the skills in the hands of those inferior goods.

Frost was different.

He forbears.

Maybe it's because he was "educated" by someone that he learned to forbear. After all, the super power on the bright side of the Sixth Universe is stronger than that of the Seventh Universe. The simplest example is Hit, known as the "legendary killer".

He's good at disguise.

In the eyes of all who knew him, he was a strong, humble and good man.

He likes to hide behind the scenes.

Of course, this is also to maintain the image he disguised. It's hard to run an image that is not easy to be guarded against, easy to be shady, and if it is not necessary, Frost is certainly not willing to destroy it casually.

It was because of this slightly different personality that he learned to control himself and learn how to control the wild energy in his body. Otherwise, the movement of his previous transformation in front of Tenipp was enough to startle many Saiyans in Sharada.

Frost's change in size, with his cloak and hood, certainly doesn't notice.

But Tenip, it's different.

He is familiar with the Saiyan warriors, but in the same way, as the captain of Sharada's most elite defense team, Tenippu is equivalent to the head of the forbidden army of the entire Sharada Star Saiyan clan, and his status is also extremely high.

The two of them found a place to sit down, and there were two people at the table behind them, one was a young man drinking water, and the other was a girl eating meat.

"If you want to eat it, I'll send it to me, whatever you want, why venture here?" said Tenip.

Frost just smiled.

Could it be that he would have told Tenipp that he was sending a signal to his men in the shadows to be ready to take your place and take control of Sharada when the time comes?

Frost said: "It's only a matter of the past two days, what's there to be careful? I disguised myself, for the sake of your face, and not to alarm the others." Otherwise, according to my thoughts, we have an absolute advantage in strength, and we can just fight directly. Why bother......"

Tenip's face was slightly gloomy, and he said obsneously: "What do you know, I want an opportunity...... It's coming, it should be soon......"

The corners of Frost's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

"Frieza" is still Frieza after all, and the Frozen Demon is still a Frozen Demon after all, and the bad nature in his bones cannot be changed.

No matter how "orderly" the Shaladasyans of the Sixth Universe are, they are still the fighting people who are angry and will have blonde hair on end, and no matter how Frost pretends to be Sven, the unscrupulous in his bones is the same as that of Frieza, another cosmic bully.

In his heart, Frost couldn't look down on Tenip's behavior of wanting to rebel and grinding.

Since your own strength is crushed, you can directly slaughter the king of Sharada and replace him.

If anyone disobeys the new king, stand up and kill one by one, until everyone is satisfied!

Frost's murderous intent churned in his heart, and he could barely suppress it.

A person who disguises his or her true nature for a long time will accumulate negative emotions in his mind, and if there is no proper way to decompress himself, it will distort the mind - although the mind of the frozen demon is not normal in the first place.

At this time, a rich smell of meat wafted in...... Frost needed to divert his attention.

Next to him, the lizardhead waiter was about to pass by with a half-human-high plate, when Frost reached out and grabbed it, and he said a little nervously and hoarsely, "I thought, this is the one I ordered, right?"

The lizard head was about to say no, but when he turned around, he happened to see Frost's unclear face in the shadow of the hood, and those eyes made him feel a chill in his heart, and he subconsciously let go.

At the table behind her, the girl spat out a white keel with a mouth full of oil, and ghostly disappeared to reappear beside Frost.

"That's mine. Lala pinched the pesky hand that was going to steal her own food.

—————— tortoise pie dividing line——————

At the same time, the royal palace.

Inside King Sharada's room.

Hitt hovered cross-legged, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, closed his eyes in contemplation, and suddenly opened his eyes.

A maid pushed the door open and came in with a tray of soup in hand.

"The queen said that the battle day is approaching, but the king should also pay attention to your body, this is the soup that the queen ordered to boil, with a recipe that is beneficial to our Saiyan genes. The maid whispered, resting the plate on the table.

King Sharada, who was dealing with official business, paused his pen, rubbed his eyebrows, and when he saw that Hitt on the side closed his eyes again, he waved his hand to order the maid to retreat, he grabbed his pale beard, and slowly drank a bowl of soup into his stomach, and sure enough, as the maid said, King Sharada felt refreshed.

He remembered that tomorrow would be their Saiyan tradition, Battle Day, where a jousting tournament for brave warriors would be held under the light of a huge full moon.

"Tenip, you will never be allowed to spoil the peace of Sharada......"