After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Slime

    On the extraordinarily quiet streets of Yuma City, the only sound is another street that is opposite to the direction of return.

    In the east of the city, Mu Wushuang walked out from the shop, followed by a row of bunt laborers.

    A group of people quickly followed her to the eastern suburbs.

    The wandering demon cultivators in the eastern suburbs were already sitting on the ground chatting in twos and threes. Seeing Mu Wushuang coming back, Qingzhu, the leader, stood up first, with joy in his eyes: "Miss, you are back!"

    Mu Wushuang Embarrassed but polite smile.

    She is no longer Miss Mu's family, a Demon Lord, it always feels a bit weird to be called Miss in front of so many people.

    So Mu Wushuang cleared her throat and said, "Don't call me Miss....Qingzhu, you should know that I am the Demon Lord.

    " exposed.

    Qingzhu blinked, and his handsome face was slightly stern: "Qingzhu knows that Miss is a Demon Lord." On the

    slope, the laborers brought by Mu Wushuang took out a cotton-like thing from the bucket, and inserted another long stick . tube, and began to blow air into the snow-white cotton ball.

    As soon as Qingzhu finished speaking, all the demon cultivators who had been sitting on the sidelines watching the laborers get up together.

    They looked at Mu Wushuang full of gratitude and enthusiasm, as if they had been instructed a long time ago, and said in unison: "I wish to be loyal to Your Majesty."

    Mu Wushuang stared blankly at their uniform movements, and then fell into a daze for a long time. He waved his hand blankly.

    She turned her head to look at Qingzhu in horror, Qingzhu looked at her with a smile, and said: "Miss, Qingzhu has already explained the matter before."

    Although the words were simple, Mu Wushuang knew that it was necessary to convince such a group of people It is not an easy task to be all loyal to oneself.

    Now that Qing Zhu helped her take care of it, it saved her a lot of trouble.

    Qingzhu said again: "They are all pure-minded people, and their cultivation bases are all above Baidan, and the highest one is the peak of Fusion, which is close to the Dao."

    Fusion corresponds to the Nascent Soul above Jindan. As for the Dao, the level corresponding to the monk is Huashen.

    Mu Wushuang was a cultivator of transformation before becoming a demon, and he can be regarded as a high-level monk in the realm of comprehension.

    While she was pondering, the following workmanship magic repair has been completed.

    The long tube inflates the cotton-like ball, little by little, into a pure white feather-like spherical tent, which can accommodate two people to live together.

    Sixty white balls are lined up in an orderly manner on the wilderness slope.

    The resettlement issue has been settled, and after Mu Wushuang explained the basic matters, he also picked a tent.

    This thing is strange and novel, and she also wants to sleep.

    Lying in the tent that was as soft as a cloud, Mu Wushuang let out a long breath of foul air and decided to take a nap.

    There are a lot of things these days, even if she is not physically tired, she is also mentally tired.

    Mu Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, and let out another breath silently.