Vol 2 Chapter 552: Xu Kamiko Adult

"Thank you..." Looking at the old and wrinkled face of the Prophet, the warm smile of gratitude revealed, and the faint thank you, Xu Ze smiled and shook his head slightly: " You're welcome..."
Hearing the words of the native prophet Xu Ze spoke a little bit of surprise in the eyes and then quickly laughed again. He took a deep breath and said slowly with some effort: "Sure enough...it is the son of God's choice I learned the word of God soon..."
"Son of God? God's Word?" Xu Ze raised his eyebrows somewhat puzzledly, but he was still very excited. The Prophet said that he was a child of God's choice. (Reading novels)
"Your power is the power of God..." After the Prophet took a deep breath, the spirit seemed to be much better. In the dim eyes, a hint of fineness burst out and looked at Xu Ze slowly: "I am sleeping. I felt the approach of the of death but... your power saved me...I can’t imagine anyone who can fight against the of death except the power of god..."
"Huh?" Xu Ze couldn't help but hear the words of the prophet. Under the control of his silver needle, the person was absolutely in a deep sleep state, and the person who was injected with needles could never have any thoughts. However, he did not expect that this prophet could even feel the dangers that occurred during his operation and the help he gave him.
Looking at the faint look on Xu Ze's face, the prophet smiled slowly: "I am the spokesperson of God, and I can naturally feel what others cannot feel: and you are the son of God's choice, far more than ordinary People will strengthen your strength, and I can feel it naturally."
Xu Ze was not surprised by the prophet's words. He had discovered from the first that the prophet did possess powerful spiritual power. In that extremely weak situation, he could still maintain that calm eyes and clear vision. Consciousness is enough to let Xu Ze know something, but the spiritual power of this prophet can be so strong that he was surprised.
But no matter what, since this prophet thinks he is the son of God's chosen God, Xu Ze will naturally not deny this title.
If you are the title of a chosen son, and this can be recognized by the four guardian tribes, then it is much more useful than the head street of a good friend of the Mockley tribe.
In the future, if you want to carry out any exploration activities on this kind of temple, it will naturally be more casual and relaxed, and you will even get the cooperation of the four tribes. Such a good thing is that Xu Ze naturally cannot push it out.
Xu Ze looked at the Prophet with a smile and said, "I don't know if I am a chosen son, but no matter what, I will try my best to get you back to health as soon as possible...and then re-direct the Mockley tribe!"
"Leading the Mockley tribe to protect the temple is my duty. Please be assured that the son of God chooses to let me go, then I will naturally contribute all my strength to God!" Comrade Prophet's faith is very firm, Xu Ze Here, the selected son of the God is also very confident in his recovery. He even began to think about how to continue reading about the matter of contributing to God after he recovered.
Xu Shenzi also very much appreciated this belief of Comrade Prophet, and also hoped that Comrade Prophet could recover as soon as possible. Therefore, after the teacher Xu Shenzi carefully cautioned the nurse on the side a few times, this was reluctant. Leave.
General Zuma was very angry that the guardian tribe had even sent a lot of people to encircle the camp of the Chinese medical team. A large number of local troops were sent over early the next day.
Dozens of armored vehicles and hundreds of heavily armed Zuma soldiers surrounded the temporary camp of the entire Mockley tribe at 10 am.
In the Shenshan, General Zuma is quite taboo to these natives, but if these natives leave the Shenshan, then they no longer have the strength to pose a threat to the Zuma army.
Therefore, this small army, with the help of modern high-tech equipment, has aggressively surrounded a hundred natives among them. All kinds of weapons have all been opened for insurance, and they are ready to wipe out this group of savage natives at any time.
These aborigines, as elite warriors of the Mockley tribe, are naturally not afraid of death. In order to defend the Prophet, they can not even die.
At the moment, under the command of several chiefs, the various standard wheels on the arrow were also raised, ready to counterattack at any time.
Captain Pan saw that he was about to start outside. Naturally, he hurried over to inform Xu Ze. After all, the crisis has now been lifted. This is to destroy these natives, which is not in line with Huaxia’s purpose.
Moreover, if this is discovered by some countries, it will definitely be used as an excuse to attack Huaxia, say Huaxia Shilima, and what kind of massacre is troublesome.
Xu Ze heard this, but he was also anxious to rescue the old prophet and to mix with the name of a of choice. This Mockley tribe is an important trust for him to enter the temple in the future? But there must not be anything missing. Classmate Xu Shenzi is very concerned about his future faithful Mockley tribe believers. The native soldiers who fell in Mockley are being fully armed when fighting the Zuma army. It appeared in a timely manner that the two armed forces' central authorities intervened and worked around the matter.
"Makamaka..." Xu Ze rushed into the middle of the two armies and glanced at the Mockli natives who were actually paper tigers with their spears and teeth and claws: then they looked at the opposite armies that had occupied a favorable position. The Zuma army, ready to attack at any time, quickly waved their hands and shouted in Lima to signal that they would not fire."
The leader of the Zuma army naturally knew that Xu Ze stood to signal that he should not fire. This was an order to let his subordinates put the gun away.
Seeing that the Zuma army had put the gun away, Xu Ze turned around and taught the natives aloud and solemnly, and said: "And horsepower and horsepower...pulling down Mocari...,
The chieftain standing among the natives saw Xu Ze appearing, and the other party also withdrew his arms. His heart was relaxed and he heard Xu Ze's use of skilled God's words to let everyone put away his arms. The soldiers waved their hands and put away those sloppy bows and arrows. Both sides had already gathered their weapons. Xu Ze then went forward to communicate with the leader of the Zuma army, Major Chimo, and agreed that the other party left. Dozens of soldiers enriched the strength of the escort, and then sent away these dozens of armored vehicles: and then stepped forward to appease the natives of the Mockley tribe.
Although the chieftain is not clear that Xu Ze has been promoted by the Prophet to the Son of God, but he is very grateful to Xu Ze, a good friend of Mockley, who rescued Mockley’s warriors again. He called up his brother, and asked Xu Ze how to learn the guardian language of the tribe.
He naturally smiled mysteriously at this Xu Ze, but he didn't know how to explain it, but he naturally used this thing to pretend to look away and let the chieftain wait to ask the prophet, saying that the prophet will tell him answer.
Xu Ze believes that when the chieftain really asks the prophet, the prophet will naturally give a best explanation. At the same time, the identity of Xu Ze, the chosen son, will naturally be recognized by the chieftain.
In the end, I'm completely seated.
With the strong backing of the Mockley tribe as a classmate of Xu Shenzi, it is not easy to enter the temple in the future: even if you really want to do something in the temple, there are naturally old prophets and the chieftain of the Mockley tribe to go with several other tribes. Communicate.
With these two faces, maybe you even have the opportunity to fully recognize the identity of the chosen son, and it is naturally better to sit down in several tribes.
Xu Ze withholds the letter. It may not be too difficult with his ability and the assistance of the knife. The thing is right.
For Xu Ze, the Chief Chief was convinced and hurried into the camp of the medical team. He went to consult with the Prophet and went to consult Xu Ze. This was a strong self-satisfied smile and walked back to the camp. Set yourself close.
As expected, the Prophet, who had no supreme and unquestionable status in the Guardian Tribe, had quickly made Comrade Great Chief accept the identity of the chosen son of Xu Ze.
Listening to the follow-by instruction of the Prophet, the chieftain was patting his head and annoyed that he and the son of God chose to be brother and brother. It was really disrespectful: at the same time, he secretly woke up to no wonder that he escorted the Prophet yesterday and came here. If you don’t even wait for someone to enter the camp~EbookFREE.me~ and Lord Son doesn’t understand God’s Word yet, he can figure out what he means and show his miracles, saving the Lord Prophet: and again I learned the word of guarding the tribe overnight and it is really the son of the gods...
At this moment, the great chief ran out of nowhere to see Lord Xu Shenzi and apologized to Lord Shenzi for his first disrespect.
The awakening of Comrade Great Chieftain Xu Shenzi was naturally generous and forgiving of Comrade Great Chief’s disrespect with the grace of the Son of God.
At the same time, he stated that regardless of whether he is a true son of God or not, he will surely heal the Prophet and make a little contribution to protect the tribe as a son of God.
The pious comrade Chief Chief, was very surprised by the magnanimity of the chosen son and the modest and unsuccessful at the same time. He also deeply recognized the identity of Lord Xu Seed and enthusiastically invited Lord Xu Shenzi to accept the native camp The hajj of the natives.
Captain Pan and the guards stood at the gate of the camp. Looking at the original fierce indigenous people bowed one by one to Xu Ze with respect and stunned them dumbfounded...