Who is this? It's so rude. How can you just break into the swearing-in ceremony?
The car door opened, and the first person to get out was Hua Die'er. She was wearing a pure white dress, with long hair shawl, and she looked very pitiful.
She dressed up like this on purpose, using her own weakness and pitifulness to set off Lu Xixin's vulgar and arrogant appearance.
Huadieer ran over and opened the door for Lu Xixin.
The tribesmen had already guessed that the saint was coming, and they all put their feet up and looked here curiously with their eyes rounded.
I saw the car door open, and first a pair of red embroidered shoes stepped out, and then a large dark red cloak wrapped the person inside tightly. There was also a large hood on the head, and not even a hair could be seen.
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"The saint is wrapped up so tightly." The tribesmen began to discuss.
"Absolutely. I heard that the saint is very ugly. She has a birthmark on her face. Of course she needs to be wrapped tightly."
"It's true that ugly people often cause mischief. Why don't you just stay here quietly? If you have to come to the swearing-in meeting, you just come and you're late."
"that is......"
Listening to everyone's discussion, the smile on the great elder's face deepened.
This is the effect he wants.
"Go this way!" Hua Die'er deliberately guided Lu Xixin to the widest, largest and most magnificent chair in the center.
She had already thought about letting the saint sit in the position that originally belonged to the great elder, and then she would sit pitifully next to her, making the tribe sympathize with her and hate her.
Soon, Lu Xixin walked to the large chair and looked at Hua Die'er: "Here?"
Huadie'er nodded timidly: "Well, you sit here."
"Okay." Lu Xixin nodded, then raised his hands back and shook off his cloak. The dark red cloak drew a sharp arc in front of the tribe.
She sat calmly and calmly in the center position, with a calm attitude and not the slightest bit of embarrassment, as if she was born to sit here and be the center of everyone's attention.
After sitting down, she took off the hood and veil on her head, revealing a mask with gold edges.
The mask is in the shape of an exquisitely gorgeous, yet inexplicably powerful butterfly, covering the entire face, revealing only a pair of still, brown eyes.
With the powerful mask and calm eyes, Lu Xixin's aura instantly soared 2.8 meters, making Hua Dieer next to her look like a little girl.
Seeing such a saint, everyone took a breath of cold air.
Is this the Saint? The Saint is so powerful!
The empty playground was silent. Everyone stood up straight unconsciously, held their breath, and looked respectfully at the saint on the high seat.
Lu Xixin glanced lightly below, then raised her hand slightly to signal the elder to continue speaking.
Originally, Lu Xixin was asked to come here because she wanted to make a fool of herself. Unexpectedly, in just one breath, she changed her aura. Her aura was so powerful and overwhelming that she instantly controlled the home court, seized the initiative, and changed from a clown to one who came to inspect the work.
Great leader.
On the contrary, the great elder was three inches shorter than the saint for no reason, and became the minor leader who was inspected and inspected.