Douluo's cute Douluo

It lasted for more than half an hour, they kept cursing those ugly words, Yan Mengmeng didn't reply a word.

Even the neighboring country couldn't listen anymore, and planned to go back, but was stopped by Yan Mengmeng.

As the voice became smaller and smaller, Yan Mengmeng coughed lightly, and the court instantly became quiet.

Yan Mengmeng's clear and pleasant voice sounded on the field: "Okay, I've heard what you said, let me respond."

Saying that, Yan Mengmeng stood up from her seat and walked straight to the person sitting on top.

A group of people looked at Yan Mengmeng in confusion, especially the old man who was the king of Hilton Country.

Now Yan Mengmeng was heading towards him. Instead of briefly looking at each other, Yan Mengmeng came to him.

I saw Yan Mengmeng waved her hand casually, and an invisible strong wind went straight to the monarch, even a gust of wind broke out on the field, blowing those people down a little bit blindfolded.

You know, this is a confined space, how can there be such a strong wind.

Before everyone can doubt, the wind will stop.

Everything returned to calm. At this time, everyone looked at Yan Mengmeng again.

Monarch Hilton, who was sitting on the main seat just now, fell to the side in embarrassment, looking at Yan Mengmeng in horror.

That way, it's not anger, but fear...

But Yan Mengmeng didn't even look at him, she continued to walk forward and sat down in his place.

The atmosphere sits down in one go.

He also conveniently cleaned up his original things. Yan Mengmeng waved his hand again and all the things on the table fell in front of Lord Hilton who was sitting there.

Immediately, a group of people looked at Yan Mengmeng's series of actions, all of them were dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Mengmeng's Qingling voice sounded again: "So who, find a place to sit, and ask someone to refill the food and drink."

These words were naturally addressed to Monarch Hilton, who had fallen to the ground.

He hasn't done much yet, his supporters took the first step, slapped the table in front of them and shouted: "Bold, how dare a shrew dare to be presumptuous..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Mengmeng casually sent the man flying backwards.

"Bang~!"

It hit a distant pillar, making this dull sound.

This method made everyone realize that this woman was extraordinary.

As Yan Mengmeng looked at Monarch Hilton, he had already reacted, nodded repeatedly, and responded: "Yes... yes, this is... the arrangement..."

Others didn't know the situation clearly, but he knew that the girl just waved her hand and made him, a soul master in the soul emperor realm, roll down from his seat without any resistance.

This feeling of powerlessness, as if he was a leaf under the hurricane.

At this time, these people stopped talking.

Obviously, Yan Mengmeng's method just now has successfully shocked them.

It also made them realize that the blond girl was unusual, and everyone understood why the monarch would give up his seat to a maid.

After a while, the things were changed, and the man also found a place to sit down. As for the Lord Saierlu who came with Yan Mengmeng, he also sat in the place before Yan Mengmeng.

Seeing that everyone was almost ready, Yan Mengmeng said, "Then let me explain. First of all, my name is Yan Mengmeng. I'm not a princess, maid or witch. They usually call me Mengmeng Mianxia!"

At the same time, Yan Mengmeng showed her soul ring, and nine soul rings that were as strong as the sun surrounded Yan Mengmeng, emitting a strong light.

Suddenly, there was a burst of sighing on the field, and the sound of gasping was particularly loud in the quiet field.

Everyone's expressions also changed to those who had eaten bitter melon, and they were still mutated, their faces turned green.

Seeing this reaction, Yan Mengmeng nodded, secretly proud, it seems that the effect is good.

Then he said: "Well, this is the first, the second, what you said has nothing to do with him, I don't know him, I don't even know his name, all of this is my own opinion plan of."

For a while, everyone was silent, and then they turned their eyes to King Saierlu who was sitting in the center.

At this time, he smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

"Third, I am here to inform you of something. I have an organization under my banner that plans to start branches in various countries. I would like to seek your opinions from the monarchs. What do you think?"

As soon as the voice fell, the field fell into silence.

But it was only for a short moment, and someone immediately jumped out and said: "Open."

"No comments, oh no, no suggestions."

"Open, must open, open a large venue."

"..."

Yan Mengmeng laughed: "Well, I am very pleased that the monarchs are so eager!"

"Should be."

"necessary."

"..."

A burst of praise off the court made Yan Mengmeng very satisfied.

Compared with his previous attitude, it was a complete 180-degree turn.

"Well, that's all I have to say, do you have anything else to say?"

How dare they say anything, they kept shaking their heads, Yan Mengmeng nodded, and waved again.

The gate in the distance suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind hit. Everyone understood what this meant, and ran out in a hurry.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the people were gone, leaving only Lord Serlu, Lord Hilton and Yan Mengmeng.

At this time, Yan Mengmeng began to enjoy the rich food in front of her.

The two were sitting below, not daring to make any movement.

It wasn't until Yan Mengmeng was full of wine and food that she remembered the two of them. First, she looked at the old Hilton guy, smiled slightly, and praised: "The food is good, thank you for the hospitality!"

Afterwards, Yan Mengmeng stood up, returned to Lord Serlu, and told him that he could go back.

Before leaving, Monarch Hilton looked at the backs of the two leaving, and Yan Mengmeng said from a distance: "Tell them, forget about scolding me just now, and treat it as a transaction established by my branch!"

No matter what this person is, Yan Mengmeng said it anyway, how they understand it is their business.

Lord Saierlu looked at Yan Mengmeng who suddenly stopped and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what do you think we are now?"

Yan Mengmeng looked into the sky, rolled her eyes, and had an idea in her mind. She responded: "It's very cold in the middle of winter. It's going to snow again soon. Let's stay a few days!"

Hearing this, the monarch looked at it, and it was true that the clouds had already dropped very low, and there must be another heavy snowfall, and he couldn't go away for a while.

They had no choice but to find a place to stay. Compared to Serlu, the snow here was more artistic. The snow there was deserted, but here it was more lively.

There are also more people, and the more important thing is that there is no war in their country this year.

Of course, Yan Mengmeng did not leave it because of the snow, but because she saw something novel.

In the winter, the two girls would wear such thin clothes. This is not the key point. The key point is that the clothes on these two girls are very expensive.

If they are poor and cannot afford to wear clothes so thin, then it should be coarse linen clothes, but the problem is that the clothes they wear are worth a year's expenses of an ordinary family.

This is where Yan Mengmeng is curious.