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

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Disposal

    This mucus is not as soft as she thought before, but is extremely resilient, sticking to the limbs, making people unable to move.

    However, her current body is extremely weak, and she has no strength at all, so she can only be glued to the ground by this thing.

    Mu Wushuang opened his mouth with difficulty, and cursed in a hollow voice: "What a weak chicken."

    Who would have thought that the future famous devil in the devil world would be so weak when he was a child, and he couldn't even get rid of the mucus!

    Mu Wushuang struggled for a while, then collapsed on the ground with limp limbs.

    She simply raised her head and looked up at the sky.

    Although the body was sticky and disgusting, the smell at the end of the nose was very fragrant, and after smelling it for a long time, it felt refreshing and transparent.

    Mu Wushuang lay softly on the ground, vaguely feeling a little familiar, guessing what kind of medicine it was, but couldn't match the name of the medicine in his mind for a while.

    The light was dim and dark, and she was lying on the ground unconcerned, almost falling asleep.

    Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed in front of him.

    At the same time, the boy shouted excitedly: "Here, here! I found it!"

    Mu Wushuang was almost blinded by the flashing light. She squinted her eyes, and saw a proud boy running up.

    He obviously saw Mu Wushuang in the grass, hurried forward a few steps, but stopped a foot away from Mu Wushuang.

    The sound of trampling grass and trees approached from far to near, Mu Wushuang pricked up her ears and listened roughly, guessing that there were probably three or two children coming towards her.

    She was a little surprised.

    Why do these people look very excited when they see Guilan?

    It shouldn't be.

    Could it be that her estimation was wrong, and that when she was a child, she was not hated by everyone, but a king of children?

    Mu Wushuang lowered her head, looking at the mucus on her body and the crumpled beggar's clothes, puzzled.

    Suddenly, a low and immature child's voice came out of my mind.

    "A bunch of stupid things."

    Mu Wushuang frowned fiercely. She was not deaf, and she could tell it was the voice of Guilan when she was a child.

    She twisted her slimy head with difficulty, looked left and right, but did not see any creature that seemed to be a devil boy.

    Mu Wushuang tried to communicate with Xiao Guilan with his thoughts: "Are you there? Can you tell me what you want now?"

    But Xiao Guilan's voice didn't sound again, and it seemed that he didn't want to talk to her at all.

    Only the footsteps and voices of those boys filled the silent air.

    A boy said with a strong nasal voice: "He's been there all afternoon, is he really all right?"

    Another boy's voice said disdainfully: "It can be anything. Let me tell you, even if his parents come here, It's all right if you find it!" "     Impossible