"Disperse too, do whatever you have to do." Keisha said softly to the little angels who came to the main hall.

"Yes, Queen." The little angels were also quite obedient, and after saluting Keisha directly, they left the angel hall.

As the queen's left-winged angel, at this time, Leng naturally stayed in the angel hall.

Chasing Leng nodded, and then left the Angel Hall and walked in the direction of Leng's dormitory. She also has to decorate the cold dormitory, which is a little too plain.

Watching the chasing figure slowly leave the Angel Hall, Leng also withdrew his gaze. When he turned his head to look at the Queen, he found that the Queen was staring at him with interest.

Queen Kesha's gaze was cold, a little embarrassed. She wondered if the Queen knew something.

I could only look away with some embarrassment and stared at the empty space of the angel hall.

Keisha didn't speak, but after showing an intriguing smile, she didn't pay attention to Leng anymore.

Moreover, now the messenger from Zeus has also been brought into the temple of angels by angels.

Leng also found the right direction to set his sights on.

"Queen Kaisha, the messenger of Zeus has been brought." The little angel stroked Kesha's breast, saluted, and withdrew.

And the first thing this messenger of Zeus did when he came to the temple of angels was to look at the decoration of the temple of angels. There was no respect for the Angel Queen in the first place.

"Presumptuous!" Seeing that guy's nonchalant performance, Leng couldn't stand someone treating the queen with such an attitude.

The flaming sword appeared directly in his hand, and Leng had already aimed the blade at the messenger who did not respect Queen Kaisha in the slightest.

As if he had just reacted, the messenger gave Keisha an irreverent breast-troking salute. Then he straightened up and tried to speak to Keisha.

However, Leng did not give him this chance.

As soon as he got up, Leng was already in front of him, and the flaming sword was already on his shoulder.

And the blade of the Flaming Sword was already clinging to his neck at this moment.

The cold and sharp blade of the sword at this moment made goosebumps on the skin that came into contact with it.

"Correct your attitude towards Queen Keisha." Leng 's gaze was extremely cold, and he could directly swing his sword at any time to turn this messenger who disrespected Queen Kaisha into a corpse separated from his body.

"I am a messenger of Olympus." But the messenger still maintained his arrogant posture.

Perhaps in his opinion, the gods of Olympus had a natural sense of superiority when they met these gods whose origin they did not know.

Moreover, now he is the king of Olympus, Zeus, to deliver to these country gods, a message that may make them ecstatic.

It's just that his words and that gaze were not exchanged for the respect of angels, nor did they exchange for any better situation.

He couldn't help but ask, is this the hospitality of these angels?

But when he looked at the woman on the throne, all he saw was the posture of the woman closing her eyes. And the silver-haired traction beside the woman, only if none of this happened.

Even the two under the throne, whispering with a smile on their faces.

At this moment, the cold flaming sword had moved slightly, and it had already cut a hole in the skin on his neck.

Golden blood slowly flowed down the blade of the Flaming Sword.

"I said, correct your attitude towards Queen Keisha." Leng frowned, and the flaming sword in his hand was still very steady.

Only a small incision was made, and then it stopped.

Even if this messenger was arrogant and sluggish, he found that the angel did not care at all about the so-called Olympus, let alone the so-called god-king Zeus.

In the eyes of the angels, there is only the woman who sits on the throne now

, is the only king they need to respect.

Swallowing, the messenger also said to the angel in front of him, "I see."

At this moment, Leng Cai moved the flaming sword away from the emissary's neck, giving way to his own position, allowing the emissary to face Queen Kaisha head-on.

At this time, when the messenger was about to bend down to salute, he felt a heavy blow on his leg.

"Plop!"

He knelt directly in the Hall of Angels and knelt in front of Keisha.

"You!" The messenger knew exactly who had kicked him, and he looked up at the angel with the flaming sword in his hand.

It's just that Leng just looked down at him condescendingly and said, "When you face Queen Kesha, you can only show your respect by kneeling."

As he spoke, the flaming sword in Leng was also pointed at the messenger's neck.

Seeing that there were still golden blood stains on the sword, the envoy didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only bow his head in resentment.

A piece of brown paper also appeared in his hand, and he held it high in the direction of Keisha.

"On the orders of Zeus, the king of the gods, I came to the king of angels and handed over an invitation." His voice was low, but in this low voice lurked in him, resentment from the angel for treating him like this.

But no matter how deep he hid, he couldn't hide anything in front of the angels.

As soon as his cold gaze froze, he planned to directly stab the flaming sword forward and deal with this guy without leaving any trouble at all.

"Cold." At this moment, Keisha, who was sitting on the throne, also opened her eyes and stopped the cold movements.

Hearing the queen's words, Leng was also well-behaved, and put down the flaming sword in his hand, but his eyes were still full of coldness towards this messenger of Olympus.

Obviously, Leng Yi now can't wait to stab this messenger of Olympus to death with a sword.

"Come to think of it, the angels don't seem to have anything to do with Olympus." Keisha just asked the messenger calmly.

Since Angel took over the World Tree, and later at war against Kerry, Angel has not met anyone who calls himself Olympus.

And now the main god of Olympus is going to invite angels to their civilization as guests.

"Zeus, I hope to have a friendly meeting with the gods." Although the messenger was resentful of the angels, he still answered all questions.

In any case, this is a task given to him by the God King, and he has to complete it.

Kaisha also beckoned gently, and the kraft paper that was still in the messenger's hand came to Kaisha and slowly opened it.

There is no text on it, but a projection of a man with a full head of white hair directly appears. Z.br>

"I am the king of the gods, I am waiting for you to come here in Olympus, and we will build a peaceful ...... together" Before the guy could finish his words, Keisha waved his hand and closed the vellum paper.

She really listened to this kind of fake empty words.

Hela snorted coldly at this time, "Sure enough, it's as hypocritical as before." Although Hela said that she had not seen Zeus with her own eyes, she had at least learned from her father what the so-called king of the gods had done.

For this kind of relationship to the outrageous god system, Hela really doesn't have the slightest affection.

As Hela spoke, the messenger of Olympus also raised his head to look at the blonde figure.

"You are? The Norse goddess of death."

"No, I'm a cold guardian angel now." Hela didn't think about it, and directly denied the identity of the goddess of death as said by Zeus's messenger.

Now Hela's only recognized identity is the Cool Guardian Angel.

Asgard or something, it has nothing to do with her anymore.

Hearing Hela's answer, the messenger of Zeus was also stunned, and when he looked closely, Hela was indeed a little different from the portrait stored in Olympus in his impression.

At least not that head of gold

Hair.

"I see, you can go back and tell your king." Kaisha also threw the brown paper directly into the dark plane.

His face calmly looked at the messenger below.

"Don't fuck off yet." Leng also said directly to the messenger.

The messenger of Zeus could only hold back his anger, bowed his head to Keisha again, and left the angel hall directly.

He now only hoped that the god-king Zeus would be able to teach these arrogant and impudent angels a profound lesson.

"Queen, that guy just ......" Leng stroked Keisha's chest, feeling the resentment in the messenger's heart and the thoughts that came to him just now.

Keisha waved her hand, blocking the cold words.

"People are messengers, don't let people really think that angels have no etiquette at all." Keisha said understatedly.

"Understood." Leng also nodded, understanding what the queen meant.

From the capture of the collector to the appearance of Zeus's messenger, Hexi has always been quietly next to a quiet beauty.

And now it's open.

Hexi looked at Keisha and asked, "Are you really going to go to the meeting?"

"The invitation has already been delivered to you, can you still not go?" At this moment, Keisha stood up from the throne and stretched slightly, and the amazing curve was visible at this moment.

It's just that Hexi doesn't have the idea of teasing Kaisha now, she always feels that something is strange this time, and she has a bad premonition.

She was a little worried about Keisha going to Olympus.

"Don't worry." Keisha patted Hexi on the shoulder, "No problem."

"Then I suggest you better not face Zeus." It's just that Hexi hasn't spoken yet, and Hela on the side has spoken first.

"What do you mean?" At this moment, Hexi is more nervous than any angel Keisha, this time going to Olympus.

"There's something weird about that guy." Hela didn't hide it, and directly said how she felt about him.

Liang Bing also looked at Hela with some curiosity at this time, and it was obvious that she was also curious about what kind of ability Zeus had to make Hela so jealous.

"I haven't seen him in person, so I don't know if it's accurate. In Asgard's account, Zeus, the god king of Olympus, could make women admire him and obey him after a long period of contact with women."

When Hela said this, all the angels couldn't help but stare at her.

If this ability is true, it is definitely the perfect killer for an angel.

"You can't—" Before Hexi could speak, Keisha had already reached out and pressed her finger to Hexi's red lips.

"Is there any solution?" Keisha said indifferently.

"No, unless, I don't see him, or stay away from him."