When everyone saw this scene, they all showed expressions of horror and compassion.

Everyone knows that Song Zhuang is finished.

These children, of course, are not ordinary children.

How could an ordinary child be in the top palace where the Prophet lived?

This is simply illogical.

Others don't know the identities of these little children, but Old K knows it very well.

These little kids are all terrifying beings with absolute power, and they are all mutated "programs" and "data" that the prophet has painstakingly collected from the metaverse!

Their presence is the guardian of the prophet and the primary candidate for the future savior...... It took so many years for the Prophet to find only a few children, or so many candidates who could be recognized, which shows how extraordinary they were.

But!

Lao K also knows that there is no "savior" among these little guys, and there is a reason!

It's that these guys seem to be flawed......

For example, the little kid in front of him who is crazy with a diaper is going to kill if he doesn't agree with him, and the killing method is so bloody......

If this kind of thing is really made a savior, Lao K thinks that the world should be destroyed quickly.

But back to the matter itself, Lao K knows that Song Zhuang is finished!

Just when Old K was thinking wildly, Song Zhuang felt that he was tortured.

My head hurts as if there are countless steel needles piercing my brain!

This piercing is terrifying!

Every sting made me feel unbearable pain.

Song Zhuang could feel that his eyes were bloodshot because of the pain, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were constantly slipping down, moistening his cheeks.

Grandma's, before she could fight back, she was beaten to tears.

"Ah! Painful ......"

Song Zhuang couldn't control his body, and his hands tightly hugged his head, trying to relieve the indescribable pain in this way.

Fingernail...... Deeply pinched into the scalp.

But!

The pain caused by such a level of self-harm could not alleviate the headache in the slightest.

Song Zhuang's body trembled involuntarily, and each tremor made his headache worse.

Breathing begins to be rapid and confused...... Every breath felt like inhaling flames, burning my throat.

Song Zhuang's face was as pale as paper!

My lips are bitten white because of the pain!

There was pain and despair in his eyes!

Song Zhuang knew...... I'm about to collapse!

"Give me death!"

The little kid with the diaper was still roaring at this time, but Song Zhuang couldn't help it anymore.

"Fuck you."

Song Zhuang raised his hand and gave the little boy a slap.

This slap can be described as powerful, and it gave the little kid a fly on the spot.

The confused little kid looked confused, and he didn't know why his spiritual energy didn't pinch the head of the guy in front of him!

But there's no more of a chance for the little kid!

The powerful slap fell, and the little fart flew up, and when he landed again, half of his face was already swollen.

"Wow Wow Wow Wow ......"

The little kid started crying on the spot.

See this scene!

Everyone present was stunned!

How so?

Why didn't Song Zhuang die?

Everyone was stunned.

Not only the people who had come to see the Prophet were stunned, but even the children who were playing with the building blocks were stunned.

Obviously, they were also very curious, why didn't their companions be able to kill this guy?

On the other hand, Song Stiff!

This palm fanned out

After I go, the whole world is clean, my brain doesn't hurt, my body is flexible, hey, it's cool.

But Song Zhuang didn't plan to get used to this little fart!

Annoyed and angry, Song Zhuang thought to himself that he couldn't beat those powerful guys, can't he clean up your little gadget with diapers and buttocks?

On the spot!

Song Zhuang did the most manly thing in his life, that is, he picked up this little kid who tortured him, and then slapped his ass.

"Little cub, you know that you can't learn to kill people at a young age, didn't your parents educate you well? That's what makes you so naughty! Well, since your mom and dad don't have a chance to smoke you, I'll do it for you."

Song stiff slapped him a few times, and the little fart child cried even more sadly.

After beating someone, Song Stiff felt angry, threw away the little fart child in his hand, Song Stiff glanced at the other children, and then found that all the children looked at him like they had seen a ghost, how far and how far they could hide!

Hum!

In the end, it is a group of small things that bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, and they have nothing to do.

Song Zhuang returned victoriously and walked to Cui Lin's side to sit down.

"Hey, what's your expression?"

Only then did Song Zhuang realize that everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"You...... Why aren't you dead?"

Old K couldn't help but ask.

"Old thing, do you want me to die?"

Song Zhuang said angrily: "We are familiar with each other, we can't talk nonsense."

Lao K licked his lips and stared at Song Zhuang with a strange expression, as if he had never known this guy.

At this moment, the surrounding light suddenly appeared a strange refraction.

With the refraction, a figure slowly walked down the floor.

The person who came was an old woman in her seventies.

The elderly woman has a dignified demeanor, and although she looks very old, she still tries her best to maintain her elegant temperament and noble demeanor.

The old lady's hair was gray, and the silver threads were shiny through, neatly combed at the back of her head, and held in place with a golden hairpin.

Her eyebrows were slender and thick, like two crescent moons, revealing a hint of indisobedient majesty.

The old lady's eyes were deep and bright, shining with wisdom.

Although the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are noticeable, they do not affect her beauty...... Song Zhuang can even be sure that this person was a super beauty when he was young.

The old lady wore a loose purple robe, which was delicately embroidered with patterns, and the cuffs were trimmed with gold, which made her even more graceful and luxurious.

Seeing the appearance of the old lady, almost everyone immediately became respectful, even the naughty children became extremely quiet at this time!

"Meet the Prophet!"

"Greetings, Lord Prophet!"

"The Prophet has given you a greeting."

"The Prophet lives forever without borders......

The compliments were endless, but when the Prophet heard this, he waved his hand lightly and said, "You can come here because of your ability, and there is no need to grovel to me."

After saying this, the prophet looked over, staring at Song Zhuang with a pair of deep eyes.

Such a look made Song Zhuang's heart furious.

When the prophet looked at him, Song Zhuang also looked at the prophet.

There is no doubt that the prophet's eyes were deep and wise, as if he could see the truth of all things in the world.

Looking at these bright eyes, Song Zhuang felt as if he was facing a starry night sky.

"You come upstairs with me."

With just one glance, the prophet didn't talk nonsense, and said directly to Song Zhuang.

With that, the Prophet turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

Although Song Zhuang didn't know why, he was instinctively ready to follow.

However, at this time, someone spoke:

"Wait!"

It was the group that had come here before who spoke

One of the people.

"Huh?"

The Prophet looked at the man with a look on his face that I knew you had something to say.

"Prophet, we came first!"

The man explained, "I have no intention of offending you."

The Prophet smiled faintly, "When did I say here that you will come first and then come?"

Hear that!

The man who spoke did not dare to continue to pout, but bowed to the prophet, and then sat down numbly.

Song Zhuang followed the prophet to the top of the building, which was the top floor of the tower and the spire.

Standing at the top of the tower, the prophet stared at Song Zhuang, and his face couldn't help but be amazed.

"Do I have flowers on my face?"

Song Zhuang looked a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious."

The Prophet withdrew his gaze and spoke.