Zeus looked at Propel: "Are you a chess player or a hunter?"

Propel smiled faintly: "In your opinion, is there any particularly big difference between the two?"

"The difference is very big, like latte and black coffee." Zeus looked at Propelle: "I know, you only like black coffee."

"Damn it, your metaphor is really appropriate." Propelle shook his head and frowned tightly: "So, I am such a split person too?"

Zeus looked at him and changed the subject: "I am actually in a bad state, so if you have to say more nonsense, please leave first."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you before leaving?" Propel stared at Zeus's body and glanced at him a few more times: "After all, this is the king of the gods."

"The God King who has retreated is no longer the God King." Zeus clearly saw Propel's eyes: "At least, in my opinion, you will never be defined as a 'villain'."

Not defined as a villain?

After hearing this, Propel laughed loudly, tears of laughter came out, flowing constantly along the wrinkles.

"I have to say that your comment really makes me feel very pleased." Propel laughed: "So, I'm looking forward to the next scene."

Zeus looked straight into Propelle's eyes: "Maybe, next, nothing will happen."

"Anyway, I'll wait."

Propel laughed and prepared to leave.

Zeus did not breathe a sigh of relief, and he spoke, "I suddenly remembered a problem."

"What's the problem?" Hearing this, Propel stopped while moving his wheelchair.

"You have always said that Apollo was the chosen son of this era. Is it just to cultivate him and then kill him?" Zeus asked.

"I don't have that interest for the moment. Apollo is a very good young man. I really want to see him continue to grow." Plopel said, turning around and turning the wheels of the wheelchair and slowly leaving.

Zeus watched Propel board the boat, then closed his eyes again and entered a state of silence.

After getting on board, Propel shook his head and sighed softly: "Oh, what is the true sentence of this old boy Zeus? Does the person who injured him survive?

exist?"

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However, what Propelle didn't know was that a few hours after he left, another small boat came to this small island of ice and snow.

He got off the boat and walked onto the island, but strangely, the man did not leave his footprints on the snow at all, as if he was floating on the snow surface.

When Zeus saw this person, he showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

Obviously, this person's arrival was completely beyond his expectations!

"If you don't do it, are you here to fish?" The man saw Zeus and smiled faintly: "There is an old saying in China: Jiang Taigong fishes, and the willing one takes the bait. This is very suitable for you."

Zeus glanced at him, but still didn't say anything, and the unexpected color in his eyes also had no intention of fading.

Well, this accident is much more intense than the truth that he learned about Propelle's approach to the starry sky not long ago!

"How many fish have you caught?" The man walked into the igloo, looked at it, and then said, "The place is good, but the house is a little small, like a temporary shelter."
Chapter completed!