Dark Beast Summoner

"Can you still find spiritual veins?"

Mu Wushuang's eyes lit up.

"However, what do you mean by tying a craftsman over here? I have money as your master, so can't I hire someone?"

"I just thought that the master wanted to rob this flying spirit tool, so I made a slip of the tongue."

Xiao Que said with a smile.

Well, for a moment in her mind just now, she really wanted to rob this flying spirit tool, but this is Song Yiyang's flying spirit tool, so she can't attack an acquaintance.

If this is the flying magic weapon of someone who is full of evil, she promises that she will not be soft-handed.

The world of comprehension is treacherous and ever-changing, and respects strength. There are not so many upright gentlemen who will kill more people if they disagree, but she will definitely not kill people casually.

"There are still many spiritual veins that have not been mined in the Jiuxiao Continent, but they are all in more dangerous areas. It is better not to mine the spiritual veins before the master becomes stronger."

Xiao Zhu said calmly, he was a little more stable than Xiao Que.

"Yep."

Any ambition is vulnerable in the face of strength.

So, the world is so big, she has to quickly strengthen her cultivation base, and then go out and wave!

There was nothing to see in the room. The beautiful younger brother was practicing in the room, and Mu Wushuang went to the deck to see the scenery. I didn't expect everyone except Song Yiyang to be on the deck.

The meaning of exclusion is self-evident.

To talk about the ten people, she knows all of them. Except for the two sisters, Mu Ningxue and Mu Ningwei, the rest are all men. There are two princes, one is the mortal enemy, the second prince, Ximen Kang, and the other is the seventh prince, Ximen Ting.

Simon Ting's biological mother was a servant girl in the palace. The late emperor disliked him, which caused him to be timid and weak.

Mu Wushuang glanced at it, the Seventh Prince looked like a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy, but he was very thin and had no royal temperament, as if anyone could bully him.

But, the royal family, who can say for sure. The palace is like a huge dye vat, who can guarantee that the seventh prince in front of him is not a disguise.

However, it has nothing to do with her.

Among the ten people, there was one person from a commoner background, named Lin Yu, who had the highest cultivation level among the ten, and was at the ninth rank of the spiritual apprentice.

The remaining five people are all direct descendants of the great family, those who are talented and intelligent, and whose eyes are above the top.

The seventh prince kept his head down and didn't speak. The second prince's eyes were higher than the top, and he didn't want to deal with the people of the aristocratic family, but the six people, including that Lin Yu, had their eyes circled around Mu Ningxue's two sisters.

Seeing Mu Wushuang come out, Ximen Kang gave her a cold look with a resentful expression.

I thought to myself, if she was smart, come over and apologize to him quickly, and he wouldn't care about her. With him, no one will reject her.

But he was destined to be disappointed, because she sat down in the empty seat, looking like she was looking at the scenery.

After all, the visor still covered her vision, she took it off and threw it aside, and then there was a surprising sound of inhalation.

Ximen Kang looked at her subconsciously, his eyes almost fixed on her face.

This... is this Mu Wushuang?

Since that day of the palace banquet, Mu Wushuang would always wear a hood when he travels, so no one knew how she lost weight.

Although she knew that her facial features were beautiful, Ximen Kang did not expect that she could be so beautiful!

The palm-sized little face is as white as the best Wen Yulianzhi, and there is not a single blemish to be seen. The whiteness is full of pink and tender, and the facial features are unbelievably delicate. A point of Leng Yan that others dare not approach, she has more personality than other beauties, and it is unforgettable at first sight.

Just looking at her deserted profile makes it hard to take your eyes back, as if looking at a picture of a fairy, only dare to look at it from a distance and not dare to play, for fear of disturbing the beauty.

As soon as the Mu Ningwei sisters saw her taking off her hat, they knew it was bad. They had seen Mu Wushuang's face when they were in the Hou Mansion. The unparalleled beauty of this country is enough to turn all living beings upside down.

She originally thought she would be wearing a hood, but she took off the hood not long after she got on the flying spirit weapon.

Now no one even looks at their sisters!

Mu Ningwei found that Xu Yuan, who was so devoted to her, was also staring at Mu Wushuang closely, with an astonishing light in her eyes, and she suddenly felt a huge threat from Mu Wushuang.

"Wushuang, are you here?" Song Yiyang came over with a sledgehammer and walked towards Mu Wushuang with a bright smile.

As soon as he turned around, Mu Wushuang saw the peerless beautiful man's peach-like smile.

This small smile caught everyone's attention.

It is undeniable that although Mu Wushuang cannot cultivate, her appearance is really impeccable. Even the two sisters, Mu Ningxue, who are known as the beauties of the capital, were also robbed of their color by Mu Wushuang, making them look like rustic maids. Can't get on the table.

Especially this smile, like a summer flower blooming, the fairy is absolutely dusty, and the beauty is indescribable.

Song Yiyang can't wait to put the hat on her again, it's like a baby that only he noticed, suddenly being discovered by everyone, this feeling is really unpleasant.

I finally got rid of Long Moshen, but I can't let others think about it.

He quietly covered the eyes of the others and chatted with Mu Wushuang.

Everyone then slowly retracted their gazes, but their eyes always fell on Mu Wushuang, and they were very absent-minded when they spoke.

"That straw bag has so much magic power? Makes all men unable to look away?"

Back in the guest room, Mu Ningwei gritted her silver teeth and said with a twisted face.

Mu Ningxue also looked ugly. She was more calm than Mu Ningwei, but she was also very annoyed and jealous at the time. In order to make Mu Wushuang a waste, her mother specially gave her some medicines that block the meridians and those that were easy to gain weight. Food, who didn't say that there was a fat woman in the Hou residence, but who would have thought that Mu Wushuang could lose weight and be so stunning.

Such a good appearance, if it were replaced by his own face, it would be icing on the cake!

Then who wouldn't fight to please her?

Even Song Yiyang, Long Moshen, will become his minister under his skirt.

But, why, that straw bag can have such a good appearance!

Jealousy makes people's mentality distorted, her eyes are vicious like snakes and scorpions, and she said coldly:

"Since that's the case, we'll quietly ruin her face to see what else she can use to seduce men!"

"Yes!" Mu Ningwei clenched her fists and nodded: "Not only did she ruin her face, but she also ruined her figure. It's disgusting to look like a fox!"

Having said that, Mu Ningwei is actually very jealous. Her chest is not yet developed, and she is more than a little bit worse than Mu Wushuang.

If you don't like it, you will destroy her!

"When the time comes, we enter the mountain range like this..."

The malevolent sisters began whispering a plot.

As night fell, the flying spirit tool flew towards Dongchen Country non-stop.

At this speed, it can be reached in less than three days.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang completely felt the vastness of this continent. Just a low-level continent is so vast, what about a high-level continent?

Think about it, it makes the blood boil.

She set up an isolation formation in the room, and then closed her eyes and meditated.

What no one knew was that a person in a certain room was knocked unconscious by a tall dark guard and left the flying spirit tool to fend for himself without mercy.

And a man who looked exactly like him appeared in the room, glanced at the room with disgust, and walked out.

A certain dark guard hurriedly cleaned up, so as not to leave a trace of other people's breath in the room.