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Looking at the women gathered together, Moyou shook his head slightly.

People with common hobbies and topics can always chat together quickly.

It was obviously the first time we met.

But in an instant we became a small group

The scenery is somewhat magical.

but……

Feeling something was wrong, Moyou turned around.

Behind him, a pitiful-looking Jibril suddenly came into view.

"Ah, God finally noticed Jibril~"

Jibril's eyes lit up, she clenched her hands into fists in front of her body, then lifted her skirt and bowed slightly:

"This is our first meeting. Jibril, a Flügel, is here. As the ultimate God-killing weapon, please use me as you please, Lord God.

Looking at Jibril in front of him, Moyou finally knew what he had forgotten.

Children who cry are given sweets, but children who are sensible are not cared for...

Jibril hasn't spoken since she came over.

It seemed that she was waiting for Moyou to take the initiative to pay attention to her.

So many people are noisy...

Moyou almost forgot about her.

Sin or sin, we are all part of the group.

But I almost forgot about her, and I didn't take her into consideration when arranging tasks. I felt a little bit guilty about it.

After all, the Jibril in front of Moyou is... well-behaved, obedient, sensible, and cute

Such an appearance and posture.

It makes people feel like she should be so ordinary.

Well, if you don't know the other person's true character...

"No need to salute."

Mo You smiled and said:

"The title Lord God always feels weird. We are all part of a group. Just call me Moyou."

"Okay, Master Moyou~"

With a smile on her face, Jibril took good care of herself and changed her name to Moyou.

Although she personally feels that 'Lord God' is more majestic.

However, if it is 'Lord Moyou', it seems to be closer...

Does this seem good?

No, it's definitely better.

Adults, let's be adults. We all have seniors, and this one is no less important.

Mo You then asked: "Jibril, how far is the war on your side?"

“It’s very confusing~”

Jibril said softly: "According to the timeline predicted by Master Moyou, it is approaching the end, and there is still a short distance to the end."

"Jibril is working hard to find the node that triggers the mission."

"I will definitely not disappoint Lord Moyou."

"..." Moyou was stunned.

This...is too obedient.

His attitude couldn't be too upright, so upright that it gave Mo You a slight illusion.

It was as if he was the creator who created Jibril.

Lord Ares was abandoned?

It always feels weird.

‘Here comes another vixen. He is obviously extremely arrogant and has a very bad personality, but he pretends to be knowledgeable, sensible, and soft. It’s simply disgusting.

Sakura, who had been observing secretly, clenched her silver teeth.

She was obviously the one who came first.

Well, she came first, she definitely came first.

If someone is near the water, don't worry first.

This latecomer actually wants to jump in line?

Is it tolerable or intolerable....

‘This is a powerful enemy…

Kanae couldn't help but squint her eyes.

This ladylike style is a bit in conflict with her.

Moreover, when the opponent came up, he lowered his posture extremely low.

It looks like the weak surrender to the strong.

He is also good at attacking without hesitation...

It's a tough opponent.

'Tsk, tsk, good guy, isn't this about to start a fight?'

Noticed the change in the eyes of Sakura and Kanae.

Nami felt happy.

It's going to get lively soon.

I wonder if these three women will fight directly?

Eat melon, eat melon.

I felt this weird atmosphere.

Angel Yan, the old man who is full of theoretical knowledge, can't help but curl up his lips.

'Sure enough, high-quality and powerful male gods have always been a sought-after commodity in the universe. ’

With more wolves and less meat, a war is inevitable. '[013603516 Feilu 224161141]

‘I don’t know who among these people will win the final victory. ’

‘Well, that’s interesting, do you want to join in?”

Tease a male god.

It should be fun, right?

Oops, if I accidentally steal the heart of the male god.

These women wouldn't kill her, would they?

Well, but in this fierce battle... is there any possibility that she will participate?

I guess you won’t be excluded from this circle if you haven’t joined yet, right?

If you don’t have enough people to share with you, how can you let outsiders steal your home?

Although Angel Yan is confident in himself.

But none of the women in the group right now are good.

Everyone's genes are extremely powerful.

When it comes to appearance, there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that their temperaments are a little different.

Feeling the increasingly weird atmosphere around me.

And that touch of resentment that almost formed a substance.

Qilin's eyes twitched slightly.

Okay~

This is the time when jealousy is about to overturn.

Fortunately, I didn't show anything strange.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that even myself...

Alas, what a sin!

"Lord Moyou?"

Seeing that Moyou remained silent, Jibril blinked.

"I'm a little curious~"

Moyou said softly: "Jibril, can you tell me what you think?"

"After all, this is our first time meeting."

"my thoughts?"

Jibril was stunned for a moment, then said: "Well...I'm not sure, maybe I was impressed by Master Yu's power, right? 780"

"Even though I haven't seen it with my own eyes, Lord Moyou's power far surpasses Lord God of War, which deeply attracts me, so... this is normal."

"Well...don't you like it, Lord Moyou?"

"That's not true~"

Mo You shook his head slightly: "Maybe it's because I didn't know you well enough in the past, and I only stayed on the surface, which led to a strong sense of contrast now."

"If that's what you want, so be it.

Each member has a different personality.

Moyou will not change the minds of any group member because of his own personal preferences and preferences.

If Jibril is really willing to surrender to him as a subordinate...

Mo You will not be pretentious and refuse to accept it.

The beneficiary is him, because why not?

There is a beautiful girl who can be big or small, cold or charming, gentle or evil, with wings and a halo above her head, a combination of beauty and excellence who is willing to surrender...

Either accept it or reject it.

Push three, block four?

hypocritical.

Is he the kind of person who needs to show off?

unnecessary!

Therefore, I definitely agreed.

"Thank you, Lord Moyou~"

Jibril's eyes lit up, she bowed slightly, and then slowly floated to Moyou's side.

When he turned his head, he seemed to let out a murmur of joy.

Uh-huh~