Nabe Shadow

No one would believe what Naba said!

He himself felt that these words were not convincing. Under the heavy pressure, this 300-pound, iron-like man knelt on his knees and begged: "My lord, please spare my life! It's all Vegeta, it's Vegeta!" The tower threatened me to do it! I don’t want to! Vegeta said he is a Super Saiyan, for the revival of the Saiyan, so with this "

He pointed to the emaciated King of the Western Realms who had just escaped from trouble, but said with a livid face, "With this bitch"

King Kurd interjected: "This is my wife, and will be Gula and Frieza's mother in the future."

Naba was stunned, his mouth was wide open, and he didn't know what to say for a while, I'm the only one who is an outsider? Are you all teaming up to play me?

His lips were trembling: "Vegeta and conspired with your wife, they are going to murder you, the king, and then escape from this space!"

The Kurdish king carefully looked at Nappa's expression. After living for so many years, he had seen all kinds of characters, some heroic and some humble. where?

"Turn on the combat power detector and see where Vegeta is." He gave the order.

The men searched around, but there was no one.

Confront each other, who are you? I'm Zhang San, who are you? I am Li Si.

It's okay to find out.

King Kurd has more than 10,000 subordinates, and he does not know all of them, but he does know Vegeta, the Saiyan prince. He searched carefully with eagle-like eyes, but he did not see Vegeta. .

Naba was sweating profusely, shaking like chaff.

King Kurd looked at the King of the Western Realm with disgust on his face, "Good wife, is this the helper you prepared? I have to say that there is a reason why you were defeated by some demon, and my expectations for you have been lowered a lot. "

King God of the Western Realm was deep in thought, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

King Kurd sneered.

He looked at Nappa again.

The latter nearly fainted with fright.

"Today is a very happy day, let this guy who likes to 'perform' go down, and I want to let him 'perform' for me at the wedding venue." King Kurd pointed at Nappa.

He is the boss, and his words are orders. All his subordinates put away their weapons one after another. Several of them walked out of the team and punched and kicked Naba. Forming a defensive mass, he was quickly knocked out and dragged down like a dead dog.

King Kurd looked at King God of the Western Realm and signaled him to follow him.

The teleportation ability could not be used, and he was seriously injured when he forcibly broke free from the Boundary Tree. The new body of King God of the Western Realm was congenitally deficient, and the day after tomorrow he was short-lived. Now he is no match for King Kurd at all.

She picked up the Potara earring that she had used before. There was only one earring, and she didn't know where the other earring was.

Putting away the earrings, he calmly stepped into King Kurd's spaceship.

An hour later, the spacecraft accelerated, rushed out of this different space, and returned to the universe.

Inside the giant spaceship of the Kurdish king.

Many ministries sang and danced, because the Kurdish king was going to strike while the iron was hot, and held the wedding today.

Most of his power has been given to his two sons, and he lives in seclusion behind the scenes. At this time, no guests are needed for marriage, no gifts are needed, and it doesn't even matter whether the ceremony is formal or not.

He just wanted to get this thing settled, and that would do it.

As long as he got this marriage, the rest of the things would not be regarded as bullying, at least that's what his values ​​thought.

The boss said that there is no need to celebrate, so the people below are so stupid that they don't celebrate? Don't want to mess around?

All the subordinates were busy making wedding arrangements in the spaceship, at least after it looked like that, the protagonist entered.

"Music, let's go!" The little scientist played the guest conductor, and many aliens picked up various musical instruments and played live.

Cosmic pirates are a bunch of rough people, aggressive and ruthless, they are experts in murder and arson, music? Sorry, I don't understand!

These cosmic beings come from various galaxies, let alone cultures, and even races are very different.

As far as music is concerned, I can only say that I try to make it look like that. In fact, I can't ask too much for this kind of grass-roots team.

But today, the Kurdish king stepped into the hall and unexpectedly found that the live music was much more orderly than before.

Of course, he didn't know how much effort was needed behind the scenes to coordinate four tone-deaf Kaiohs, a rock-style Daikaioh, and a drummer who was keen on rap to play together!

If someone's commanding ability was put into the previous life, it would be no problem to direct Li Yugang and six Internet celebrities to sing.

The Kurdish king stopped and asked the little scientist, "What's the name of this song?"

"The rainy season in Castame."

The Kurdish king had a little impression of the little scientist: "Your talent does not seem to be in scientific research"

The little scientist turned pale with fright, and the Kurdish king laughed loudly: "Haha! Your talent lies in music conducting, and I will be in charge of this in the future."

"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

As if encouraged, more than a dozen people played "The Rains of Castamere" more poignantly and lingeringly, and it sounded like a funeral.

This song is not suitable to be played at a wedding at all, but the Kurdish king is not an ordinary person. He named his son either Refrigerator or Freezer, and his own heart is extremely cold.

To him, the rainy season in Castame has a special flavor.

He politely gestured to the King God of the Western Realm to invite him to sit down. For half a day, he stayed with the King God of the Western Realm all the time, just worried that his "daughter-in-law" would run away.

The devices in the spacecraft that interfere with the transmission are running at full power.

trouble? It must be very troublesome, but he prefers this process of conquering women and the gods of the universe.

Just thinking about it, he felt that his cold heart became extremely hot. Hearing the poignant "Rainy Season of Castamere" at this time was an indescribable pleasure welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He clapped his hands lightly, and soon, the super unlucky Nappa in full shackles was escorted up.

The bald Saiyan looked as if his mother had died, extremely depressed.

The Kurdish king stretched out his hand, and his subordinates understood, and removed all the shackles of Naba.

On the other side, his men dragged his pet, a beast with three wolf heads, into the hall.

The combat power of this three-headed wolf exceeds 10,000. Even wearing a large number of restraints, the cosmic people dragged it very hard.

The three wolves were howling and roaring, but when they saw the Kurdish queen who was sitting still, they immediately folded their tails and made a "woo-woo" sound, lying on the ground obediently, motionless.