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Chapter 24 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
To, to die.

Mo Zishu froze, forcibly ignoring the surprised and unbelievably dull gazes of the people around her, stepped forward a few steps, and clasped her fists neatly at the luxurious sedan chair.

The young girl was heroic, slender and fit, and her soft voice almost made the woman leaning on the cushion in the sedan chuckle.

"I've offended you so much, please forgive me...Miss."

She didn't expect that the tassels she got today were not a token of engagement like the one she secretly read in the scripture book, but thrown by a woman who was shrouded in a light veil outside the sedan chair.

It was a joke.

Mo Zishu touched his nose guilty, and saw that the precious ornaments in the sedan chair were messy, and the big hole on the board was connected to the depression in the ground. He felt guilty for a while, as if he had done something bad and was caught by the clan elder.

Even the tassels were scorched by the strength, and the tail left on the ground was black and red, which was very ugly.

The person who can sit on such a sedan chair is either a fairy-like figure or a spoiled princess.

"Little girl." The woman covered her mouth and smiled, waving her hand so that the hazy veil completely blocked everyone's sight, twisted her fingertips and tore off the small red tassels, leaving behind a charming figure: "I am entrusted by the lord. , came to look for the alien star that came into the world, and wipe away the disasters on the battlefield; seeing you today, not only I feel that I am destined, but also that this alien star of yours is also hidden."

"Come with me."

Alien?

What alien?
What a background this woman is, she actually revealed her background in one word!

Not to mention that Mo Zishu stood upright and remained silent, with difficult expressions on his face; the common people whispered to each other, and finally followed the old man's cry, "A foreign star has come to the world, bless me!", and they all knelt down on the ground and shouted excitedly : "An alien star came to the world, bless me with great blessings."

"A foreign star descends into the world, bless me!"

"A foreign star descends into the world, bless me!"

The shouts were overwhelming and spread to corners of all sizes with an irresistible force. Pedestrians in the alleys in the distance pulled their ignorant children to their knees, and the domestic dog was so frightened that it lay down with its owner, bowing its head. Ming.

God bless you, sweep away the disasters on the battlefield!
Mo Zishu's face was solemn, she had never seen a crowd of people bowing down to her, even treating her like a god, and she was very excited.

The pressure doubled, it was weird and confusing, and she even felt absurd.

In the huge Mo family that was feared by everyone, as a spirit consecrator, she never made her clansmen kneel down like this, how could she have experienced such a scene.

It's just that he just came to a mortal dynasty, so how could he be calculated in the blink of an eye and become this ridiculous alien.

Xiaoxiao is a mortal who sells sugar paintings, but she was also deceived.

Isn't that old voice carrying everyone's emotions the kind old man!
good!of!very!
Back then, she was feared by everyone, and people shunned her. The prey was beaten because she could only knock out teeth and swallow blood.

If she didn't make a mess, she would be ashamed of this planned feast!

She walked towards the sedan chair step by step, as if she was stepping on a thousand pieces of gold, and a clearly visible footprint was sunk on the ground like tofu; the long black hair that was simply rolled up spread out automatically without wind, and the accessories on the snow-colored long skirt swayed and swayed. The sound of Lingling is similar to the bell on the sedan chair.

The little lunatic of the Mohist family has an awe-inspiring look, and the God of War who will slaughter all the traitors in the world has already begun to appear. The gorgeous and complicated golden red embroidery on the skirt is shining brightly, and the hearty laugh is faintly visible, and the red dress of the kneeling soul is dissipated between the words. Repairer!
　"No fear." Mo Zishu was fearless.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)