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It's night!

In the huge immortal palace.

Wu Hui was in the small courtyard assigned to him. He lay comfortably in the Taishi Chair, looking up at the exotic starry sky. Apart from the faint stars, the most eye-catching thing was not the three scorching suns that were spinning.

But the demon star that was not far from the Immortal Palace where it was located, which once gave birth to a powerful race like the Purgatory Demon Clan.

The huge Purgatory Demon Star, in Wu Hui's eyes, was like a red basketball, emitting a mysterious light. It was the trial on that planet that caused various aspects of life.

"Young Master~"

Hongluan and Luluo fanned the wind and the other peeled grapes for feeding. Hongluan complained slightly dissatisfiedly: "The officials of Xianyuan Palace are really looking down on people. As the young master, they only arranged such a broken yard."

"Haha~" Wu Hui smiled indifferently and said, "Oh, Hongluan, then tell me what my young master is?"

Hongluan was stunned for a moment. In her memory, the young master seemed to be an ordinary cultivator from an ordinary planet. However, that identity seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the young master's temperament.

Immediately, her eyes turned and said, "The young master is the young master. No matter what his identity is, he is the young master that I, Hongluan, admired the most."

"It is also the greatest young master in Luluo's heart." Luluo Zao hurriedly added, afraid that he would be slowed down for half a beat and did not show his loyalty.

"Haha~" Wu Hui smiled and touched their heads. These two puppet maids were cute. Unfortunately, with the level of the fifth-level civilization of Xianmiao Palace, they were far from being able to create the ability of a true soul.

In fact, let alone a level 5 civilization, even a level 6 civilization may not be able to touch the level of creating souls. If there is a civilization that can create a true soul, then how great this civilization will be.

I'm afraid even Wu Hui's peak period in the Light Civilization he inherited may not be able to do it.

Just as Wu Hui was imagining the future, his eyes suddenly moved slightly, as if he had noticed something, and a hint of doubt appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a rippling ripples in the space.

A pretty figure wearing a long ink dress came across the space and landed in the yard. When she saw Wu Hui, she looked at her a little helpless and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

"My junior sister?"

Wu Hui touched his nose and was slightly surprised, then shook his folding fan and smiled, "What's the important thing about the junior sister coming here on this night?"

For some civilized races that have already stepped out of the planet and out of the star system, the so-called alternation of day and night is nothing more than a change of light and dark caused by the rotation of the planet. They have long been ignored by day and night, and are just following the ancient traditional timing.

"This..." Mo Tingmei was a little embarrassed and hesitant. Whether it was day or night, breaking into a man's yard was something that violated traditional ethics and morals. Once it was spread, Mo Tingmei's reputation would be defiled.

However, she had a reason to have to come.

Mo Tingmei took a few deep breaths and saluted Wu Hui: "Senior Brother Wang Dong, I came here this time, one to apologize to you, and the other to thank you. This trial conference was supported by Senior Brother, and I am very grateful to me. At the same time, I hope Senior Brother Wang Dong can forgive my previous misunderstanding of you."

"Well, thank you for receiving it." Wu Hui said with a smile, "But let's just apologize. There is no misunderstanding between us. I am the kind of person you imagine. My junior sister can go back."

"You..." The first half of the sentence sounded okay, but the second half made Mo Tingmei's anger rise up, "Is Mo Tingmei so annoying in the eyes of my senior brother?" She took the initiative to thank and apologize without caring about her daughter's reserve, but was disliked so lightly.

"This..." Wu Hui touched his nose and said to the truth, "Of course it is not to be disgusted, but..."

"But what?"

Mo Tingmei asked with a bad look, "Senior Brother Wang Dong, don't hide it, just treat it for my own good."

"Since you said that, I'll say something straight. Although I don't dislike you, I don't have any good feelings." Wu Hui shrugged, shook the folding fan, and said truthfully, "You don't have any other problems, you are a little too tough, you're a little impulsive, and you're always quite self-righteous. Of course, it's not your fault. You're not the ones, but you're too young, have little experience, and are too shallow in life. As usual, your family is more pampered and given up, so you're habitually self-centered..."

Wu Hui's call made cold sweat drip on Mo Tingmei's forehead, and the murderous intent in her eyes became heavier and heavier, and her mind was full of the urge to fight with "Wang Dong".

The premise of your words is not very bad, but is it really not very bad?

Is this lady really as unbearable as you said?

Wu Hui, who was only halfway through this post, saw that she was like a gunpowder barrel that was about to be lit, immediately stopped talking and smiled awkwardly: "Small problems are all small problems. Putting aside these, the junior sister is pretty good overall."

"Haha~ Thank you for your senior brother, 'It's not bad'. This review... Say goodbye." Mo Tingmei's lips twitched for a moment. She felt that if she stayed there, she might become the wanted murderer.

After saying that, Mo Tingmei ran away in a panic. But before she stepped out of the yard, she stopped again and remembered that there was another more important thing to ask about when she came here. She immediately gritted her teeth and restrained her impulse to kill, "Well, Senior Brother Wang Dong. Tingmei has another important thing to ask about you, and I hope you can continue to answer truthfully."

"Please tell me the Mo family junior sister, senior brother, I should know everything. Of course, senior brother is telling the truth to the junior sister." Wu Hui patted his chest, looking like a straightforward senior brother.

Humph, it's really honest.

After Mo Tingmei was a little angry and hesitant, he still plucked up the courage to ask: "Senior Brother, what happened in the last battle? I remember Elder Yaoyue was defeated, won, and got an indescribable poison... Uh... how did she detoxify? And how did she finally defeat the terrifying demon master."

"Oh, you said it was Jiao Xiang from Elder Yiyueda." Wu Hui suddenly realized, "When I go around such a big circle, what did you think you said?"

That direct name made Mo Tingmei's pretty face turn red again, and she stared at Wu Hui angrily: "Senior Brother Wang Dong, can you stop talking nonsense? I just want to know how Elder Yaoyue detoxified and how to defeat the demon lord."

"That Jiao*xiang is a product of the sixth-level civilization. With the strength of Elder Yaoyue, if she is given the effort of meditation for several months, she may be able to slowly drive it away. However, she is determined to defeat the Demon Lord and burn her soul without hesitating to resist the harm of toxins."

Mo Tingmei's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly had a bad premonition: "Then, what should I do if the toxin cannot be cured?"

"What else can I do? I can only do that." Wu Hui smiled.

"What's that?" Mo Tingmei fainted without any anger and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"Okay, this kind of thing can't be explained clearly." Wu Hui looked malicious and said with a wicked smile, "Since the junior sister wants to learn about the detailed process, it's better to come and practice it."

The situation was like this at that time. Elder Yaoyue rushed over like that, as if he wanted to eat me. Your senior brother is a decent gentleman, and he could only resist desperately and refuse to obey.

It’s a pity that Elder Yaoyue is powerful, your senior brother is thin and his thick thighs can’t be beaten, and he can only cry in the end...

"Hey, hey, where are you going, junior sister? I haven't finished the show yet?"

Seeing Mo Tingmei running in a hurry, Wu Hui immediately chased and shouted with a funny look, "Junior sister, why are you running? Don't you want to know the final result?"

"Wang Dong, you are a stinking hooligan." Mo Tingmei could not stay there. She immediately crossed the space, her delicate body dissipated in the ripples in the space, and her voice was still floating back and forth in the yard, "You are a big liar, you actually made up such a ridiculous lie to fool me, no, you are bullying me~ Hum~ I, I never want to see you again, Hum!"

The last word "hum" floated back and forth in the space, and it was obvious that she had crossed the space and left.

"Haha~" Wu Hui shook the folding fan and laughed, "The Mo family junior sister walked slowly."

"Young Master~" Luluo asked curiously, "The Mo family lady is pretty, has a good family background, and has strong strength. How good is it to chase her to be a wife? Wouldn't the young master bullying her like this anger to death?"

"Haha~" Wu Hui touched her face as if she was a real person and smiled, "Like that kind of daughter, she has a bad temper. Why don't she make trouble for her when she gets married as a wife? Or is it better for my Green Ivy, well-behaved and obedient."

"Young Master, you are so evil, I'm not going to support you." Lulu ran away shyly, and looked back at Wu Hui from time to time.

These two top-quality puppet maids are naturally the best among the best. In addition to being highly anthropomorphic, they should have all the functions and can even be surrogate.

Of course, the strange hobbies of some barbarian men are also easy.

"This life is really a little interesting." Wu Hui smiled and went back to the room, "Luluo, don't run away, give your young master a massage...uh..."

A murderous intent with hair was everywhere, when did Wu Hui be covered?

He was trembling all over his body, and he looked into the room, and immediately became trembling all over his body, and he felt a little scared: "You, you, why are you here?"

Elder Yaoyue, who had thought he had left, was sitting upright in his room, staring at him with cold eyes, and a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth.

An invisible chill filled the entire room like a tangible force, as if it had strangled Wu Hui's throat and heart, and gave him a fatal blow at any time!
Chapter completed!