It All Starts With The Demon Of The West

Three years.

Mu Yun has been in this world for three years.

From the initial ignorance, to now have a little understanding of this world, it can be said that in the three years of the world, Mu Yun has absorbed the knowledge of this world all the time.

Of course, this so-called knowledge was not told by the huge westbound demon beside Mu Yun, but by You Yuko, who was weaving a wreath of grass by Mu Yun's side.

This is a world where humans, demons, gods and so on coexist all kinds of strange, in this world, human beings can be said to be living at the lowest end of the biological chain.

They are threatened by all kinds of creatures except natural disasters all the time. That's not the case, human beings have survived hard, and here we have to sigh the resilience of human beings.

"In other words, I should have been a human in the past." Mu Yun thought so.

"It's done!!" You Youzi yelled happily, looking at the wreath in her hand, and at the same time came to Mu Yun's body and put the wreath on Mu Yun's head.

"..................."

"I said You Youzi, there are so many..." Mu Yun said helplessly, pointing to a bunch of various wreaths under the tree of the Westbound Demon. Take off the wreath from the top of the head.

"But, don't you think it looks good?" Youyouzi was wronged.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but more is not good, do you expect me to wear all of these?? And I am a man, pure man, you have seen that pure man wear a wreath!!" Mu Yun roared. .

By itself, it seems normal for Mu Yun to make wreaths, but no matter how normal, you can't make so many, can you sell them all? ?

"But I think Mu Yun is pretty good-looking with you." Hearing Mu Yun's words, You Youzi looked at Mu Yun with a smile.

"Don't think that if you show this expression, I will be indifferent. I am going to tell you about this today." Looking at You Youzi's small face, Mu Yun blushed unnaturally. Will the undead blush? ? ?

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and this gust of wind caused the branches of the Westbound Demon to make a rustling noise. At the same time, the playful expressions of Mu Yun and You Youzi disappeared under this gust of wind.

"I said, why do you make a wreath like You Youzi, don't listen." Mu Yun stood under the Westbound Demon, his gaze was not on You Youzi's body at this time.

Instead, it was placed in a dark corner that was not covered by the Westbound Demon, and it was full of shadows that people could not see, and Mu Yun's words fell.

Silhouettes began to appear in those dark corners.

These figures are in shattered condition, some human beings, some monsters, and other weird appearances.

"Tsk tusk, there are a lot of people here this time." Looking at these broken figures, Mu Yun's eyes revealed a trace of impatientness.

"Mu Yun, did you think this was attracted to me again?" You Youzi said softly, standing behind Mu Yun, with a bleak expression.

"What are you thinking about? Just your little attraction, you think you can attract these undead, stop making trouble, these are the pots of the westbound demon, don't put everything on your head." Mu Yun did not look back. , Just educates You Yuko in a reproachful tone.

"But but..." Youyouzi was a little anxious.

"Don't be it. I have been with you for so long. I still don't know your ability. If you want to let a person die, it's more realistic, but you are not strong enough to attract the undead of death." Mu Yun pointed out Youyou The blind spot of the child.

"Okay." Facing Mu Yun's statement, You Yuzi shut up.

"So how many times have I said the demon to the west, can you turn off your ability to attract death to me, and deal with these for you every day, I'm going to die soon, okay? Especially recently, this kind of thing is happening more and more? The more it gets, okay." Mu Yun directly kicked towards the thick trunk of the Westbound Demon.

Thanks to the gift, the branch of the Westbound Demon moved, as if to say, this is beyond my control.

"Hey, it's really troublesome, one or two..." Feeling the grievance of the Xixing Demon, Mu Yun didn't bother to care about it, after all, this kind of thing has been used to it in the past three years.

"Then, although you are dead, I am not the underworld here, so can I ask you to die again?" Mu Yun smiled.

The corners of his mouth squirmed slightly, showing a smile that seemed to be kind, and then Mu Yun's slender, bloodless hands pointed at the undead who were approaching the Westbound Demon.

In just an instant, the Sakura flowers on the Westward Demon began to fly along with Mu Yun's fingers. Sometimes they turned into a sharp blade, sometimes turned into a spear, and sometimes even turned into a pink wing, harvesting these. Unreasonable, but always wanted to get close to the undead of the Westbound Demon.

"Tsk tusk, no matter how many times I look at it, I think my hands are really beautiful." The dancing of my hands harvested the lives of one undead. In this free time, Mu Yun had no shortage of watching her beautiful hands. Say.

Mu Yun's hands are really beautiful, with slender fingers and fairer skin than those of a living person. The palms of the hands are not too big or small to justify the slenderness of the fingers.

Returning his gaze to the undead who were still approaching, Mu Yun's expression became colder and colder, "Last one, get it done!!"

After harvesting the last undead, Mu Yun commanded the Sakura flowers to return to the branches of the Westbound Demon, while he looked a little tired and collapsed on the stump.

"Thanks." You Youzi didn't know where he took out a bamboo kettle, filled with clear spring water, and fed it into Mu Yun's mouth.

"It's delicious, if I'm an undead, it's a very strange thing, right?" Mu Yun said to himself while drinking the water that Youyouzi fed.

"Yeah, I have never heard that the undead still has a sense of taste." Youyouzi also said strangely.

"Yeah, it seems that I am a bit weird. Well, no matter what, I have a better taste. Next time, You Yuzi, you can get some of the dumpling you ate last time, I'm a little greedy!" Mu Yun pretended to be pitiful.

"Okay." Youyouzi smiled.

"Interesting, interesting, human beings and undead, as well as the Westbound Demon, I wonder if you two can tell me how you got together?" Just when Mu Yun and You Youzi were discussing the food to eat tomorrow.

Neither of them noticed that a blonde woman was standing there in the sky. If she hadn't spoken suddenly, no one would have noticed her.

"Youkai??" At that moment, Mu Yun's keen intuition received a warning of danger, so he stood up and pulled Youyouzi behind him, "Xixing Demon protect Youyouzi."

"Tsk tsk, undead, it seems that you care about this human being." But before Mu Yun could react, Mu Yun realized that the figure standing in the sky had disappeared. Instead, the voice appeared behind her. .

"How is it possible." When Mu Yun turned his head, the figure was looking with a curious look at the trunk of You Youzi and the Westward Demon who protected You Youzi.

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