These big shots are actually me

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Mozo, who was also in Grantriel, finally walked to the white palace.

Since he left Jungle Town, he has not seen any performances.

This made Mo Zuo a little uneasy but also paradoxically reassured.

Maybe he didn't know all the details.

Also with Mo Zuo's arrival, the originally closed white palace door slowly opened following his steps.

Everything seemed to be sending him a message - Welcome!

It is loose again and does not need to be behind the loose collar.

Mo Zuo, who touched his wrist, walked into the pure white palace with dignity.

When Mozo just entered the pure white palace, countless puppet knights wearing ceremonial armor and holding high elegant flags appeared on both sides of Mozo's path.

Then more orchestras appeared behind the knights in the form of a square formation and played a joyful movement.

Everything was so peaceful, but the more peaceful it was, the more it made Mo Zuo feel a little weak.

He asked again about the pure white scale in his hand:

"Are you really sure this is safe?"

Chun Tian Ping, who had completely given up on living and just wanted to have fun, immediately said nonchalantly:

"I can't lie to you in the transaction. Relax, aren't you welcome?"

"But these are all dolls!"

"Isn't it normal for a city with dolls to have dolls?"

"It's very normal, and it's also very hairy!"

"That's because you usually do too many bad things! Don't be afraid, it's okay. Keep going, keep moving forward!"

Suddenly Mo Zuo looked at Chun Tianping suspiciously and said:

"You seem to want me to come over?"

"Of course, wouldn't it be nice to end it early?"

Mo Zuo, who was full of doubts but didn't know where to start, could only take a deep look at the pure white scale and touch his wrist unconsciously before he had the courage to move forward. courage.

Yes, he has indeed done too many things to his detriment, but isn’t that why he must be cautious in everything he does?

When Mozo finally walked into the white hall that perfectly blended luxury and elegance.

Mozo saw the countless dolls dressed as guests and the elegant goddess wearing a white veil.

After swallowing reluctantly, Mozo puffed out his chest and said:

"I wonder why you invited me here? The goddess of the dolls, Lady Lani?"

After speaking, Mozuo looked around again in confusion and said:

"And where is His Majesty the Rose King? Although I am not un particular about these things, since all the guests are here, why doesn't he, who is also the host, come to see me?"

In response to Mozo's question, the elegant goddess who was still wearing a white veil also tilted her head in confusion.

However, without thinking much, she immediately raised her hand and said with a smile:

"Where is the Rose King? Good question!"

As the goddess's words fell. Countless dolls in gorgeous costumes gathered on both sides of the hall raised their wine glasses and shouted to Mo Zuo:

"Welcome home, Your Majesty the Great Rose King!"

It was also at this moment that Mo Zuo laughed almost maniacally from the pure white scale in his hand. However, Mo Zuo, who was already said to be confused, could not pay attention to this unlucky Tian Ping.

Immediately, in Mozuo's extreme astonishment, the elegant goddess took off her veil, revealing the alluring face that Mozuo was familiar with but could never tell where he had seen before. This is definitely not what the 'doll' Mozzo bought when he was little John.

Because although that doll was also very beautiful, it was far inferior to the current Lani, and it also lacked this incomparable sanctity.

That should be just a simple means of coming. But if that's the case, why does he feel that Lani in front of him is familiar?

Is it the part of his memory that was torn away?

Lani, who had taken off her veil and had blue hair, also smiled and clapped her hands and said:

"Happy birthday, Master! Or are you talking about the great King of Elden? But unfortunately, even after so many years, I have never found what Elden is in your mouth."

The goddess's chuckle not only made Mozuo fall into even greater astonishment, but the attendant dolls who had been waiting outside the hall also pushed countless delicacies prepared in advance into it.

Mozo's birthday party is really starting now!

The cake hidden in the villa in Jungle Town is just a small surprise.

As Lani who chose Mozo as her king, how could she make the birthday of her king and master so "shabby"?

As for Mozo at the center of the incident...

He was thinking about the following two questions incredulously:

"I am the Rose King? Lady Lani calls me master?"

"Why is this? Wait! I am the King of Elden, and I am the King of Lani?"

Mo Zuo, who suddenly remembered something important, looked at the pure white scale in his hand with an even more bewildered expression:

"You already knew this?"

In the Duke of Hebron's Castle where time stood still, he once jokingly told the pure white scale that he was the King of Elden and the King of Lani.

But at that time, he always thought it was just a little memory of his hometown and a joke on Pure White Scale.

Ah, by the way, since he said this, Chun Tian Ping's situation is not quite right.

Mo Zuo, who already knew the facts, was naturally no longer bound by the rules of the Pure White Scale, so he immediately woke up.

Pure Tianli, who had been laughing wildly since just now, sneered loudly:

"Hahahaha, I just know it now! Hahahaha, it's too late! Hahahaha, I let you cheat me! Hahahaha, I finally won once, hahahaha!"

Mo Zuo, whose head was a little bit big from the continuous ridicule, suddenly became jealous and handed the pure white scale to Lani who was walking slowly and said:

"Since you call me your king, can you please help melt this scale?"

Lani tilted her head cutely, then took the pure white scale with a slight smile and said:

"You don't need to say please, my master! It is the puppet's duty to serve the master!"

"Hey, hey, hey, partner, partner, partner! Are you crazy? Hey, hey, oh my god, it's burning, it's melting, help. Help!"

Chun Tian Ping, who was laughing crazily just now, suddenly stopped laughing and turned into a crazy plea for mercy.

"Oh my god, I'm going to melt, I'm going to melt! Help, help! Ooooh, my lord! Partner! Help! Help!"

Mo Zuo, who still had his hand on Chun Tian Ping, curled his lips and said:

"Oh, melting, oh, dying."

"What, you bastard, you still say sarcastic words! Let me tell you, even if I die, I won't, um, what's going on? Why am I okay?"

"Ah, it's just hand warmth..."

Yes, how could Mozo kill his partner just because of this? The 'high temperature' that Chun Tianping felt just now was just the temperature of Lani's palm. That's not even close to the warmth of Mozo's hands.

It was purely frightened by itself...

After realizing this, Chun Tian Ping was completely silent, unable to laugh at all.

Mo Zuo, who thought a smile would appear on his face, smiled bitterly twice before taking the pure white scale back from Lani's hand in the same silence.

After wiping his cheeks, Mo Zuocai asked the goddess in front of him with a confused look:

"Your Majesty Lani, why do you say I am your master? Why do you say I am your king?"

"I don't think the misunderstanding in Jungle Town can bring about such a change in our relationship. I sincerely hope you can tell me the answer!"

Mo Zuo's words made Lani's face show the same confusion:

"Why do you say that?"

The next moment, the confusion on Lani's face turned into endless tenderness like spring breeze. He raised his hand and gently held Mo Zuo's cheek and said:

"Every doll has an owner. If you buy Lani, you will naturally be Lani's owner. Since Lani is the incredible goddess, you will naturally be Lani's king!"

After looking at Mo Zuo carefully for a long time, he put down his hand with some reluctance and said:

"That's all, you don't need to think too much."

417 Is that all? (4k)

"That's it?"

Mozo couldn't believe this reason.

But He smiled gently:

"That's all."

"It was just a coincidence, an accident."

Mozo was still trying to argue. He couldn't understand why it would become like this after just having such a little contact in Jungle Town.

"This is not a coincidence, let alone an accident, this is fate!"

When He said the last sentence of destiny, He put his hand in front of Mozo's heart and said:

"Don't you understand? You can't let go of Lani!"

At first, Mo Zuo just felt the endless absurdity of this sentence. There was not much overlap between him and the dolls’ god Lani.

Why can't he let go of Lani? Does it mean that just because a goddess is attracted to him, he must accept her?

To ordinary people, this may be a huge good thing that only a fool would refuse.

But not for Mozzo.

The relationship between God and the King is not like this, and neither is love!

No matter which one is mutual, there is absolutely no reason why one side has to pay for it and the other side must fully accept it!

But just when he was about to speak, he was surprised to find that he couldn't speak.

It wasn't that his speech was blocked, but the guilt and uneasiness from deep within that prevented him from uttering a single word.

It seemed like he should have come back a long time ago.

After opening his mouth, Mozuo turned pale and grabbed his hand that was placed on his heart:

"what have you done?"

In response to Mozo's question, He just chuckled and said:

"Did nothing."

"Do you think I will believe it? What exactly is it? Puppet control? Puppetry? Or something else?"

"I told you, I didn't do anything."

After saying that, he gently took out the hand held by Mo Zuo, which made Mo Zuo even more shocked, because he thought he was holding the other party very hard, but in the end, when he noticed that the other party wanted to let go, He immediately let go of his hand.

This didn't come from some secretary, it seemed to come from his heart?

After looking at his hand blankly for a moment, Mozuo said to him more seriously:

"How do you make me believe you didn't do anything?"

He didn't answer Mozo's question. He just touched Mozo's wrist and then said to Mozo with a knowing smile:

"Isn't the pure day scale in your hand? Let me tell you a secret for free as funds for verification."

He grabbed him backwards and took the couple control board on the table in his hand, held it up and smiled at Mozo:

"The prophets are nothing but pitiful puppets!"

As he continued to stir the puppet control board in his hand, Sanchez, who had barely calmed down, once again began to perform uncontrollable funny performances.

Seeing himself jumping around the room, the panic on Sanchez's face slowly turned into numbness and silence.

If you can't resist, you can only accept it.