Chapter 11
If you can't think of it, you don't want to. Mu Wushuang picked up the jade bottle containing the Yunni Pill in his hand, and then glanced at Guilan with his eyes closed on the bed.
Then Mu Wushuang pulled out the cork with a "bang" expressionless face, took out a snow-white mellow pill from the bottle, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
With this kind of good food for strengthening the body, how could she give it to Gui Lan.
Let Gui Lan become stronger and then kill her?
Only a fool would do such a thing.
Rubbing his forehead, Mu Wushuang's good mood was disturbed for a day by this incident, and he went out of the hall to blow a little bored.
She was walking along the palace road bored, and wanted to go out of the palace to have a look.
As far as Mu Wushuang knows, the Demon Palace is located on a plain in the south of Arakawa Jersey. This is a place with the richest resources and the largest number of people in the Demon Realm. The main city of the Demon Realm is also located here.
The main city of the demon world is called Yuma City. This land is precious, and many demons want to settle here. Therefore, the demon cultivators compete and fight each other, and the winner will settle in Yuma.
As a result, the last demons stationed here are big demons, powerful and powerful.
Mu Wushuang is not interested in their fight, she is just curious about what the main city of the Demon Realm looks like.
Will it be as prosperous as the market in the cultivation world, with such customers coming like a cloud?
The girl Mozun thought about it, while pacing leisurely, taking it easy.
Mu Wushuang saw a lot of demon cultivators coming and going on the palace road, most of them were unfamiliar, and occasionally saw a few big demons at the palace banquet the night before.
The demon cultivators all recognize her, and people who come and go will salute her when they see her.
Mu Wushuang walked with a calm appearance, occasionally nodding his head and raising his eyebrows, making sure that Mozun's showy image was tight.
It's just that for some reason, maybe it's an illusion, she always felt that besides fear, there was something inexplicably weird in the eyes of these demon cultivators looking at her.
I can't say what it feels like, but there seems to be a little thrilling admiration and respect.
Mu Wushuang kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, his heart beating a little, and he walked forward with a calm expression.
"Your Majesty—"
A young man's voice of surprise and joy came from afar.
Mu Wushuang looked intently, and a tall figure in a red dress suddenly burst into his eyelids.
It's Dong Xun.
When Dong Xun saw Mu Wushuang at first glance, a bright light flashed in his twinkling peach eyes.
He stepped forward in three steps at a time, and suddenly realized that he was a bit too out of line, hurriedly lowered his head, and stood at attention on the spot.
"My subordinates have met my lord! Good day, my lord!"
Mu Wushuang smiled like a spring breeze: "There is no need to be polite, Dong Xun. They are all relatively bare-chested people, so why be so cautious."
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After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord
FantasyMu Wushuang was originally the number one Dharma cultivator of the righteous way. In a sudden demon-killing accident, Mu Wushuang woke up after being seriously injured, and was actually on the golden dragon couch surrounded by demonic energy. ...