Mo Mo raised his hands and turned his head, looking innocent: "?!" ”

Auston shrugged equally innocently.

Reluctantly put down his two arms, Mo Mo pursed his lips and turned around: "Say it!" ”

Seeing this, Auston immediately returned to the behavior of a qualified servant, bowed and lifted the door curtain, and made an inviting gesture: "Madam, Peidi; Yang; Lord Field led the Jimire clan to an audience. ”

Pei Di?! Momo patted her head, she seemed to have thrown this person to some Java island again, sin, anyway, people have always been nice to themselves, uh, although a little messy. In this case, Mo Mo had to sigh that he had no relationship with Zhou Gong, yawned, and walked through the door curtain: "What is he doing here?" ”

"Madame Hui, it is said that the matter of the return of the Jimi Clan is discussed," Alston followed behind her, beckoning for the cloak to be handed over, "Madame, how you look at the moment, do you need to-"

Touching his face, Mo Mo remembered that his appearance was more than a little beautified, and his figure paused, but he didn't take the cloak: "Does the Jimi Clan know about the Mandala Hua?" ”

"Of course, except for the Xinmoor clan, who rely on powerful magical cultivation to pursue immortality, the other clans are all born with the attachment to the mysterious power of Mandala Hua." Alston replied respectfully.

Momo's heart moved: "Mr. Auston is of the Sinmore clan?" ”

"Yes, Madame Hui," said Auston, bowing slightly, "but you have given me a mandala alone. ”

"Do you believe I'm really the goddess of Mandalahua?" Momo asked.

"Madame, if you are not, who is?" Auston put his right hand on his chest, "Only when the goddess Mandala Hua appears, the bloodline can feel the beating of the heart, that is a pride to be alive!" ”

Why did everyone answer so surely, Mo Mo was depressed, this one said that she was from the Kunlun realm, and the other said that she was a flower god, because she had treated herself as a person for so many years, why did she go a long time ago?! But depressed is depressed, then again, there are also benefits of not being a good person, whether it's true or not, with so many identities, bluffing should be very effective! "Mr. Auston, I will receive them later in the name of the goddess Mandalahua."

Auston immediately understood what she meant, and landed on his knees: "Yes, Your Highness the Goddess!" ”

"What are you doing," Mo Mo, who was originally standing in front of him, reflexively jumped to the side, "Hurry up, you don't need to make this trick if you want to be scary, thanks to it!" ”

"I-" Years of housekeeping made Auston resist the urge to thump his chest on the ground, and stood up with a red face, unable to say a word.

"You're tired, there's still the sun outside, you better stay here and rest, I'll open the door myself." Momo walked a few steps, and seeing that he was still in place, he said to himself, and walked out of the gate of the main fort.

Auston couldn't stop it, so he had to hurriedly order someone to follow, and he hurriedly put on his cloak, God, there were so many people outside, it would be bad if his simple prince and wife let people in.

If Na Ze was here, he would definitely not bear this extra heart, and being simple may be equal to being mentally retarded but definitely not equal to being an idiot. A bunch of people blocked the door of their house airtightly, and each black cloak and big sunglasses were tightly wrapped, if Momo still smiled and let people enter the door, it would be stupid to Jurassic!

In fact, looking at the scene outside, Momo's mind immediately flashed the story of the weasel greeting the chicken, and he couldn't help but retract his head and shiver. No, can't be afraid, Momo is hiding inside the door to cheer herself up, now she is in Europe, not in China, she shouldn't think about the weasel, she should think about the big bad wolf, right, the story of the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, now she is inside the door, she is the big bad wolf, the big bad wolf, whoa! Doing a good job in psychological construction, Mo Mo leaned out of the black and gold carved door again, opened an innocent smile, stretched out his right hand and waved: "Good evening everyone!" ”

"Okay—"

"Good afternoon, too—"

The crowd standing outside stretched out their hands and waved at her one after another, and some even stretched out two hands, obviously hypnotized by her smile, and a few of them didn't make any movements, of course, they were bewitched by her smile. It's not to exaggerate Momo's charm, it's just that her smile is too lethal to the blood clan, and dark creatures will have an inexplicable desire and despair for sunlight, of course, we don't rule out some exceptions, such as mosquitoes that like to forage in the dark, it will never be obsessed with Momo's smile in the morning, after all, that, aesthetics determines appreciation, and Momo can't have a straw mouth.

At this time, such an evil female mosquito came out: "Oh my God, when did the Fanzhuo clan become popular for plastic surgery?" ”

Aim, you're an artificial beauty?! Momo grinded his teeth and didn't smile on his face: "Oh, my God, are you talking about me, my lovely child?" ”

"You—" The female mosquito's voice was sharp and wanted to erupt, but was immediately interrupted.

"Emma, shut up!" Pei Di, who had never spoken, shouted, today he changed his usual white outfit and wore a black knight's suit, gray breasts, and a vertical neckline that reached his cheeks made his whole person look alienated and indifferent, which was completely different from the cheerfulness of the past.

Mo Mo was a little surprised by his change, but quickly covered it with a smile: "Pei Di, long time no see!" ”

Pei Di bowed gracefully, and his tone was extremely respectful, "The visit of the Jimi Clan has alarmed you, Your Royal Highness the Venerable Mandala Hua Goddess!" ”

When he said his last words, everyone immediately reflexively touched their chests, and then their expressions were glazed, as if they could not accept the situation in front of them.

Looking at Pei Di, who was still unfazed, Mo Mo suddenly laughed: "It seems that there is nothing you don't know, Your Excellency Pei Di." ”

"No," Pei Di shook as he raised his head to meet her gaze, "It's not a good feeling to always be a bystander, to witness the process before it happens, and to know the outcome after it happens." ”

Mo Mo felt that the atmosphere was very depressing, who was the passer-by, who was the bystander, her unreliable memories no longer seemed to be the basis for the answer, shook her head, and remembered her current identity: "Welcome to the Jimi Clan to the Swan Castle, I don't know what happened suddenly?" ”

"The Jimi clan wants to accept the leadership of the Fanzhuo clan under the witness of the goddess Mandala Hua, just like the other clans." Pei Di put away his complicated eyes, lowered his gaze, and replied in a low voice.

"Your Excellency Pei Di, you're not a blood clan, are you?" Mo Mo looked at Pei Di, who was not afraid of the slanting rays of the sunset, the sunset shone on his side face, and his long eyelashes cast shadows, making his eyes unfathomable.

"Count it half, the same as His Royal Highness the Prince, the Jimi Clan is very sincere, please be cautious-"

"Sincerity, are you sure?" Mo Mo crossed him, looked behind him, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "If it's a peace talk, isn't it enough for the clan elders to come, bring so many people here, is it necessary to be bold?!" ”