The Main God Space is Coming

Although he dislikes Tendo Kikunojo himself very much, the Tokyo area and even Japan cannot be messed up.

Without the assistance of Tiantong Kikunojo, it is certain that Shengtianzi will be blinded directly.

So inappropriate for the situation, he naturally would not do this.

The order of the last days is broken, but maintaining the basic order is inevitable!

For example, like Chongzhen in the late Ming Dynasty.

Wei Zhongxian's best way to deal with it is naturally "repress it and use it".

And Chongzhen wanted to act recklessly, this move directly made the Donglin Party dominate, and then...hehe.

After all, politics is the art of compromise.

It's no good for anyone to end up messing around.

It's just a reckless act of a fool to try to be refreshing for a while, it's not good.

Not good for anyone.

Both of them actually understand.

Thus, the conversation between Kitamiya Mutsuki and Tendo Kikunojo came to an end.

But Tendo Kikunojo didn't stop there, and simply shifted his target——

"Your Majesty the Holy Son of Heaven, you are just sixteen years old this year, please think carefully about your successor."

"what?!"

Sheng Tianzi, who has always been elegant and decent, let out a small exclamation.

Even though it's very unethical...

But she couldn't bear it anymore!

Why did Kikunojo-san say this in front of Mutsuki-san!

What happened to Mr. Kikunojo?Obviously, they shouldn't care about these things.

The light purple eyes kept flickering, but the Holy Son of Heaven didn't answer.

As for Beigong Wuyue who had closed his eyes and meditated at some point on the field, he would not care too much about it.

Like a nap.

Seeing this scene, Tendo Kikunojo looked at the silent Shengtianzi again, frowning secretly.

There was silence for a moment.

9:25 AM!

The quiet atmosphere lasted for about ten minutes.

Sheng Tianzi timidly glanced at Beigong Wuyue who still seemed to be asleep.

On the side, Tendo Kikunojo's expression was already ashen.

The face of the U.S. federal ambassador is really big!

court death!

This is really courting death!

Even if he himself doesn't care about it, will the well-known bloodthirsty person not care about it!

No one else is to blame!

It's not that he doesn't know the situation of the United States Federation, but he just didn't expect to dare to maintain such arrogance.

Don't you really think you can eat them? !

"Mr. Wuyue, would you like something to eat?" Sheng Tianzi asked in a low voice.

"Bring me some snacks, please."

Beigong Wuyue slowly raised her eyes and responded.

Sheng Tianzi hummed, with a hint of joy in his cheerful tone.

At this time, it is no longer an appointment.

Already half an hour late, no matter how big things delayed the schedule, it also represented contempt and contempt for them.

No matter how good-tempered the Holy Son of Heaven was, he couldn't help being angry.

So it's nothing to call this a tea party.

It's like Tendo Kikunojo himself is looking at the nose and the heart, pretending not to see anything.

Everyone has a temper.

What's more, the United States Federation is no longer the United States Federation it used to be.

The days when technology reigned supreme are long gone—if there weren't weapons capable of inflicting greater harm on gastrulations.

In fact, it has gradually entered the "second era"!