The First Thousand Four Hundred and Eighty-Seventh Chapters Are All Handed over to Bai Chuwei!

It's not that Su Qiuqiu has not traveled with Wuming before, but she faintly feels that this time is a little different.

Su Qiuqiu looked strangely at Wuming and explained some matters to Moyu's subordinates, "Stinky brother, are we going to go for a long time? Why did you temporarily hand over the big and small affairs of Moyu to Wanwan?"

Wanwan is the spy that Bai Chuwei sent to Moyu to play Mission Impossible.

The few magic cultivators of Wanwan had already embraced the idea of ​​dying when they were exposed by the Domain Master himself in the Bart Energy Water Company.

As a result, not only did they not die, but the domain master gave them a promotion, and they could obtain more cultivation resources in the Demon Domain.

This time, the domain master actually handed the demon domain into their hands, and he didn't say when he would be able to come back.

"If I can't come back, you will bring the demons to find Bai Chuwei."

Wuming twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't answer Su Qiuqiu's question.

Su Qiuqiu sat on the flying spirit tool and moved his nose curiously: "Brother stinky, it's strange, I think why the outside world is suddenly so full of spiritual energy?"

Wuming smiled and said nothing. He looked at the night sky full of stars without a trace of pollution, and the God of Creation returned.

Don't speak, stinky brother is a mute!

Su Qiuqiu complained about Wuming, so he could only hold Wuming's sleeve tightly.

The flying spirit tool stopped outside a villa in the mountains. Su Qiuqiu looked at the exterior of the villa. It was covered with creeping tigers, and those wild branches grew out of the windows on the second floor. Not even lights.

"Stinky brother, what are you bringing me here for? There must be no one living in this villa!"

Where does this look like a place to live? impossible!

Wuming frowned and turned back: "Sister, if you beep again, I will let you taste the taste of silence."

Su Qiuqiu remembered that the stinky brother had silenced the king of the Wuji Kingdom before, which seemed extremely funny, and quickly covered his mouth.

This villa is gloomy and does not look like a resident. Su Qiuqiu is a little scared. When she is afraid, she likes to talk, but the stinky brother won't let her talk. Wuming walked and ate while walking behind him, burping by the way.

*

The huge study room was full of bookshelves, and a soft sofa was casually placed in the middle. There were three or four computers on the side, and the screen was bright and dazzling.

The world has changed.

The owner of the underground forum, Xiao Qi, sighed deeply. The world has undergone a sudden change. I am afraid that his father's eyes will be locked on this world with all his strength.

All the spiritual resources in this world are the possessions of his father.

Xiao Er shook his head, took a beautiful ham sausage from the coffee table, cut the plastic easily with a touch of aura on his fingertips, cut the ham sausage into several equal pieces, threw it into the instant noodle bucket, and added hot water.

In just a few minutes, a burst of aroma wafted from the instant noodle bucket.

Xiao Qi sniffed happily, and quickly opened the lid, the hot air rushed to his face, and he ate it with chopsticks.

Instant noodles are his favorite food in this world. It's simple, quick, and tastier than what he eats in their world palace.

Just after taking a few bites, the door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.

Xiao Another's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and the few instant noodles in his mouth fell back into the instant noodle bucket, and looked up in surprise: "???"

This... where did the outsider come from?

Wuming walked in slowly and said with a smile, "Hello, altar master of the underground forum."

A voice suddenly came from behind: "Ouch—"

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