Among the excited crowd, Cai Xiaotu stared up at the person on the roof, yearning for the first time, imagining that she was the one standing on the top and attracting the attention of thousands of people. She believed that anyone who saw this scene would also want to

That luminous body is yourself, right?

Of course, she was just thinking about it. If she wanted to shine, she had to work hard and risk her life to fight with others. It was said that one minute on stage would take ten years off stage. With her physique, she might not be able to do it on stage even if she worked hard all her life.

last minute.

Why is Mo Su in the Guisha Cult? His purpose is by no means simple. Even Nan Shura respects him so much. He is by no means a fish in the pond. He must be a decent person, so why is he here? He is willing to live under the Western Rakshasa and be her

Housekeeper, there must be something hidden in this.

No matter what it is, it has nothing to do with her, Cai Xiaotu, she is not Xi Luosha.

Mo Xu smiled and stretched out his hand to suppress the restless crowd, indicating that it didn't have to be like this. His eyes turned to Cai Xiaotu. If he read correctly, there was a hint of admiration in the girl's eyes, and she raised her eyebrows in satisfaction, but then

The question is more complicated. Humans, if they meet a god who can predict the future, they will definitely ask about his future.

Or maybe the future of Guisha Cult.

It was inconvenient for him to answer these questions. The secret must not be leaked, so he kept his name anonymous. If the palace owner also asked him, how should he refuse? He could not refuse her, and he would not refuse her. As for why he could not refuse, it was still the secret that could not be leaked.

He spun to the ground and bowed humbly to the woman: "The enemy has retreated!"

Ye Yan and Ye Shu looked at each other. They had never paid attention to this person before. Now that his identity was exposed, they suddenly found that he was surprisingly respectful to the palace master. Look, his waist was so bent that his head almost touched the ground.

Well, there is this master who respects the palace master. It is reasonable to say that he should be the supreme honor of Guisha Cult, but he feels that something is wrong.

It should be that Mosude was highly respected and there was absolutely no need to be so groveling, even to the palace master.

From now on, will he still be respected by the world? No, right? After today, the old prophet's work for the Demon Cult will be known to every household. No one will respect him anymore, they will only reviled him. He is actually willing to destroy himself for the sake of the palace master.

Image and reason?

Cai Xiaotu began to look at this person carefully, and when she saw the hair tie on the old man's head, she felt a sense of familiarity. She was sure she had never seen such a dirty and worn-out hair tie, but where had she seen it? Really?

So familiar: "Grandpa, have I seen you before?"

"Hey!" Mo Xu stood up and waved his hand: "The palace master has really embarrassed me, you can't call me grandpa!"

"Then what should I call you?"

Mo Xu frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Mo!"

"Little Xiao Mo?" Cai Xiaotu pointed to her nose. She could be his great-granddaughter, how about Xiao Mo?

The old housekeeper looked very friendly and nodded: "I'm here, old slave!"

Although Cai Xiaotu is timid, she is very thoughtful. After a simple conversation, she has already understood that either this old man has dementia, or she really knows him. Otherwise, why would he, an old man, ask her to call him Xiao Mo so childishly?

Name? He gave her the feeling that he was like a magic weapon in her Cai Xiaotu's hand.

He is the lowest slave, and she is his most noble master. This is too fantasy, and it is not something that her brain can figure out. Let's dig into it slowly.

"Are you really a prophet?"

"You were the one who predicted that Fanxiu must be at Kasyapa Temple?"
Chapter completed!