"You are Lord Hell, then they..."

Thinking that they almost offended Lord Hell just now, their hearts were trembling.

Let’s look at the obvious girl in the lead, what is her identity?

And this group of people.

"us?"

Chu Yao looked at them and heard the doubts they had raised.

What's wrong with them?

"Are you..."

The old man wanted to speak but stopped. He looked at the King of Hell, and then looked at the group of people.

Now Chu Yao fully understands what he means.

"We are ordinary people, ordinary people can't be more ordinary people."

Her meaning is very simple, and it is also literally. Of course, they only need to believe it.

It is obvious that they don’t believe it, right?

"Princess, if you are ordinary, there will be no ordinary people in the world."

The man in black clothes respectfully called Chu Yao and bowed to her.

When Chu Yao heard this title, a fine sweat broke out from her head.

Then he looked at the King of Hell, hoping that he could explain the title problem.

The King of Hell disagreed with his shoulders and said indifferently: "You are my sister."

Although I have been reborn for five lifetimes, I am still my own sister.

Chu Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, and she felt that she didn't hear anything and knew nothing.

If there was a hole here, she would rather go in and never come out. Xiao Hei was slapping her in the face naked.

She just said that she was an ordinary person, but Xiao Hei came to slap her in the face and called her Princess.

This hitting is not only painful.

“…”

Uncle Murong never expected that the person from the Xia family who had an engagement with his nephew was actually the princess of the underworld.

This is too terrifying.

But when Uncle Murong had just come to his senses, Xiao Hei started to come to Murong Qingyan with a final blow and bowed.

"Ghost King."

Murong Qingyan just nodded to Xiao Hei to admit his identity.

Uncle Murong was stunned.

No, he was a little confused about the situation. His future niece is the princess of the underworld, and how could his nephew be the ghost king?

What kind of god's turning point is this?

This expression also appeared on Mo Wang's face.

But he is better, he just doesn't know the identities of Chu Yao and Murong Qingyan.

Everyone should be very surprised, why he was surprised.

Because he has no memory.

Without the memories of the past, he wouldn't be so surprised if he had it.

"Qihiko, he...he."

Uncle Murong, who finally came to his senses, pointed at Xiao Hei and stutteredly asked Murong Qingyan.

"Yeah, it's been the past."

He answered his uncle, then came to Chu Yao and sorted out her hair for her.

"lady…"

This time, Xiao Hei did not see Ning Baobao for the baby, but called Madam respectfully.

Ning Baobao trembled and felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Xiao Hei, you should call me baby, it's so kind, right, Yan Lie."

Fearing that the King of Hell opposes, Ning Baobao asked him directly, and her eyes stared at him, as if she would never ignore his plans if he did not agree.

The King of Hell coughed awkwardly and nodded silently at Xiao Hei.

The world is big, and the wife is the biggest.

Only then did Ning Baobao look away, with a very satisfied expression on his face.

"grown ups…"

He walked to Mo Wang again and called him "Master".
Chapter completed!