Zhong Xiaoscorpion ignored Eleven's stinky face, hugged Mo Doudou and walked straight into the house, as soon as the two of them sat down, they were feasting, and in an instant, the wind swept the clouds, and the delicious food on the table swept into the stomach of the mother and mother with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.

The two of them touched their bulging bellies with satisfaction, and when they saw Eleven's dumbfounded eyes, they burped loudly.

I've never seen such a talented person who is so angry and doesn't pay for his life. Those two little faces looked at themselves very sadly.

"Uncle Eleven, my mother said, you are a boy who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and you still grab food from us, it is too unqualified!" Mo Doudou wiped his greasy little mouth before squinting his eyes and said with a smile.

What is the meaning of being accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, is it possible that people who are accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas will lose their qualifications for breakfast, what is this fallacy?

"Come on, give the master exactly the same re-table. Eleven yelled outward.

The little palace maid who had been waiting for her, seeing that the emperor had ordered the eleventh master to serve well, was so angry that she ran down to prepare in fright.

"Tell me, what is your identity?" Zhong Xiaoscorpion left the dining table and poured himself a cup of tea, before asking lightly, the voice was tepid, as if chatting casually. But her transparent eyes stared at Eleven like that, but staring at Eleven was a little creepy, and he had a feeling that if he didn't explain it well, he was afraid that he would be the next one to suffer.

It's just that Eleven didn't understand why the two of them suddenly became curious about their identity.

"Uncle Eleven, when my mother said that she was hungry, torture was more effective. You still say it obediently, otherwise, just say that the palace maid sister will bring the food, and it will not be your share. Mo Doudou also looked like a little adult, climbed on the stool, learned from his mother, served tea, and said slowly.

Eleven complained bitterly in his heart, he helped watch the child, hungry, and waited for a long time, but he didn't expect to thank him without a word, and he became a suspect in the hall.

"Don't be embarrassed, let me guess. Zhong Xiaoscorpion took a sip of tea, and sighed slightly with satisfaction, in the end, it was the tribute tea in the palace, bitter with a hint of sweetness, and full of aftertaste. "The king of Sealand respects you so much, I think it's not just your amazing kung fu! Let an emperor put down his body and bow his head, you are a person from Xuanyuan Country, or the prince of Xuanyuan Kingdom. ”

Zhong Xiaoscorpion said that it was a guess, but the tone was very determined, she was not a question, but an affirmation.

Eleven smiled, it turned out that she had already known her identity. However, I didn't want to hide it deliberately.

"Miss Mo, it's really amazing!" he sighed slightly, and then admitted his identity.

"The prince of the dignified Xuanyuan Kingdom, why do you want to follow our mother and son?" Zhong Xiaoscorpion put down the teacup and suddenly raised his voice. Xuanyuan is the ruler of this otherworldly continent, the royal family of Xuanyuan country, and the most noble person in this otherworldly continent. This most noble person, but the lowest person in the eyes of everyone, became a personal guard, she is really incomprehensible.

"Isn't this what Doubao asked?" Eleven simply started Tai Chi, but was it really their mother and son who asked him to be the guard, he was obviously forced to go to Liangshan, why did he suddenly ask himself in turn?

"Oh, so you're really the perfidious and perfidious person?"