The prophet's expression was extremely solemn, and he felt a little fear deep in his heart.

So far, even the Soul King did not bring such great pressure to him.

Could it be that the boy in front of him is stronger than the Soul King?

He didn't know that Feng Liu could compete with the peak emperor's powerful people and was the king of the Tianlong Dynasty!

"Where is her child?"

Feng Liu spoke directly, and the prophet turned his head and said with great confidence: "That child is the son of the demon, the sacrifice that Lord God asked for. If he gave it to you, Lord God God will be angry, and everyone will die because of this!"

"I am considering the people in our village. No matter who you are, please don't interfere in our village affairs."

Feng Liu immediately smiled and said coldly: "There is nothing I can't control in the world! Not to mention your small village, even if it is your county dynasty, no one dares to say no, if I want to control it!"

The prophet was stunned and wondered if he had provoked some powerful person this time?

Those who dare to say such words must be affiliated with the Tianlong Dynasty.

Who dares to say that except the king in Wenchang?

But after looking at Feng Liu's eyes carefully, he felt that he was not as old as he was.

This can only be said that this prophet is really too ignorant. He is a frog in a well. He feels that he has seen a lot, but in fact he is nothing.

In his eyes, the lord of Wenchangguo County City is already a top figure.

As for Feng Liu's name, he has only heard of the characters who only exist in legends, and has never thought about it.

"Don't talk nonsense here, leave our village quickly. If you anger the gods, even if you die ten thousand words will not be enough to calm the gods' anger!"

The prophet looked hypocritical and spoke righteous words.

However, Feng Liu didn't care at all, so he took a half step forward and said coldly: "The gods are angry? Even if you are a soul-superior, you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

While speaking, Dugu Xian stood up, spread his right hand and the golden dragon token appeared in his hand.

"He is the current saint of the Tianlong Dynasty and the Romantic Emperor, so why don't he kneel down and worship?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?"

Tie Niu stuttered in his voice. Looking at Feng Liu, his legs became weak and he immediately knelt down.

The villagers behind him also knelt down when they saw this, "Welcome to Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

Although they had lived in villages for a long time, they could also know that Wenchang State surrendered to the Tianlong Dynasty through the news of the county town.

Moreover, I have heard a lot of rumors about the current priest.

Many people know that Feng Liu often visits privately, and even his ministers don’t know.

Could it be that Emperor Enpuze came to them this time?

For a moment, the prophet panicked.

Especially when I saw the Donghuang Zhong Wuhun behind Feng Liu and the Tianlong Token in Dugu Xian's hand, I felt even more panicked.

But he knew that even if he knelt down and begged for mercy now, he would probably die. It would be better to think of other ways to survive.

Immediately, I roared at the villagers behind me, "What are you doing on your knees? This is simply fake. The token in her hand is forged. Don't believe their words! They were sent by the demons to harm our village. Are you not afraid of the wrath of the gods?"

"Fake?"

Tie Niu raised his head in a daze, but after seeing Feng Liu's cold eyes, he was so oppressed by the terrifying aura that he couldn't raise his head.

"Ha, didn't you say you could communicate with gods? Then, I'm asking you now, have you asked gods, when will you die?"

The prophet couldn't help but be stunned, a little confused.

But the next moment, I saw a bloody light appearing in front of my eyes.

puff……

The sword fell down and blood splashed out.

The prophet's head was thrown high, and fear was still revealed in the depths of his pupils.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and countless dust was raised.

Liu Wuqing waved his hand and burned the flames. Under the Nine Netherworld Fire, the body was quickly burned to ashes.

Feng Liu looked at the trembling and scared villagers and said coldly: "Do you believe it if he said he was a prophet? Now he doesn't even know when he will die, and you are willing to believe him?"

"Who is a real prophet in this world? What real gods are there? If the gods really want to destroy our homes because of this woman's child, then such gods are not worthy of awe of anyone!"

Feng Liu was originally worried about Xiaoxiao's affairs. Although Xiaoxiao was not dead, her fate was probably not much better than death.

Now that he encountered this kind of thing that made him angry, it even more aroused his inner anger.

"You must remember that if you want to survive, you have to rely on your own hands and take one step at a time! Instead of believing that the gods that do not exist can protect themselves. Her child was indeed born from a disaster, but this does not mean that it was a disaster brought by this child."

"But, this child brings hope for rebirth. His life is resurrected and endless. Destruction is accompanied by rebirth, which is something that is born in this world all the time. The birth of this baby in self-destruction does not mean that he is the son of the demon, but rather a symbol of rebirth."

Feng Liu looked at them, but no one dared to raise his head after his eyes glanced at them.

"I don't blame you for being fooled by this so-called prophet. After all, you have lived in this village for generations and need some spiritual support. However, even if you can do something like sacrifice to a living person, who is the human being and who is the demon?"

After saying that, Tie Niu hurriedly got up and rushed out.

In a short while, he walked out with a baby in his arms.

After seeing this, the woman rushed over and hurriedly hugged the baby in her arms.

Then, the baby's crisp cry resounded throughout the mountains and forests.

"His Majesty……"

Liu Wuqing hugged Feng Liu and whispered: "This time, it's really right for us to come out."

"The unfair things in this world are never resolved. Just as the night and daylight are opposite, they are indispensable. Without darkness, how can light be reflected?"

Feng Liu knew that he could not solve all the troubles, but he would try his best to do it.

He walked to the woman, looked at the baby who was still crying, and said softly: "Can I let me hug you?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and the Tie Niu next to her hurriedly said, "Don't agree yet? Why are you stunned? This is Your Majesty today, this is the supreme glory!"

Hearing this, the woman quickly let go.

Feng Liu smiled and shook his head, holding the baby in his arms.

Not heavy, but it contains the vitality of life.

"Does he have a name now?"

"No... the child's father died early, and he had not had time to name the name..."

"What's the last name?"

The woman blinked and said softly: "Submit Chen."

"Then call it Chen Xinsheng." Feng Liu raised the baby high, "symbolizing the rebirth of life and the rebirth of China in the central region!"
Chapter completed!