Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

"Xibo, thanks for your hard work, go and rest." The pope's voice sounded, speaking slowly, with a peculiar rhythm.

"Yes, Xibo retire." Liu Weiwei, who was beside Xibo, responded.

Liu Weiwei could feel that Xibo got up, turned around, and left without hesitation, leaving himself behind.

After Xibo left, the pope said: "Okay, let's get started."

What to start?

Liu Weiwei was silent on his face, thinking silently in his heart.

A force poured in from the top of Liu Weiwei's head, and the familiar black mist slowly enveloped him. Liu Weiwei raised her head, but the pope's hand on her head didn't use force. Therefore, she lifted her head smoothly. Fortunately, before she fell into a coma, watch When it came to the appearance of the supreme ruler of the dark Holy See, unexpectedly, the pope had a gentle face, just like an ordinary grandfather.

When she woke up again, she changed the place again. It was a gorgeous room with a European-style decoration.

On the pure white sheets, Liu Weiwei propped up his body and looked around the room. There was no one else except himself.

Mind relaxed slightly, rubbing his hair with one hand, Liu Weiwei complained to the system in his heart, "Senior, this method of selecting saints is too strange!"

The system didn't reply, and Liu Weiwei didn't care. In fact, many times, the system would ignore such unnutritious complaints, but Liu Weiwei liked to say it.

If you don't talk to the system, who else can she talk to?

I'm curious to look at this, and curious to look at that. I feel like I've never seen it before, and no one has seen it anyway.

When he finished exploring the room, Liu Weiwei cast his gaze on the carved door.

On the dark golden doorknob, a long, white hand lightly put it on and turned slowly, with a clear click, and the door opened.

Take a deep breath.

Organize your expressions.

Liu Weiwei opened the door.

"His Royal Highness, are you awake?"

Liu Weiwei froze, blinked, and looked at the maid who bowed 45° in front of him, "Jenny?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Jenny straightened up, the smile on her face was just right and respectful.

"His Royal Highness?" Liu Weiwei repeated these two words with a little doubt.

"You are the saint of the Dark Vatican, and naturally your noble Highness." Jenny explained.

"Well, I know." Liu Weiwei nodded, the expression on his face was super well controlled, as for how his heart jumped up and down, outsiders would not be able to know.

"I'll serve you to change your clothes." Jenny said.

serve? just forget it!

"No, I can do it myself, where are the clothes?" Liu Weiwei refused.

"The closet in the room has prepared suitable clothes for His Royal Highness. I will be waiting outside. You can call me at any time if you need it." Jenny lowered her eyes.

"I see, thank you." Liu Weiwei nodded.

Hearing Liu Weiwei's thanks to her, Jenny looked respectful, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and she leaned slightly, "This is my duty, and I must not thank her."

Close the door and open the closet.

Black, black, black, all black.

I picked one at random, and Liu Weiwei replaced it.

Black lace skirt, the skirt length to the ankle, sleeve length and wrist, the design of the shoulder reveals a beautiful collarbone.

Liu Weiwei changed his dress, stood in front of the mirror and looked at him, turning to the left side, to the right side, and finally looking at the back. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. The dress unexpectedly fitted.

Eyes bet on the wardrobe, presumably those also fit well.

what's the situation?