572 Tasteless

Returning to the city of color, which itself is a bit prodigal, Mu Qian always has a feeling that things are not people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Maybe it's because the surrounding environment has changed, and he is no longer a mortal enemy of humans in this world who needs to be careful to avoid revealing his identity at all times, because the clever demon slayers already know about their existence.

The day before yesterday, there was a whole group of representatives of the demon exterminator force who came into contact with him again, and the contact time was very short, and the other party was neither humble nor arrogant, but Mu Qian saw the cold sweat behind them.

The Demon Slayer agreed to Mu Qian's request to continue to live in seclusion on the human main plane, provided that Mu Qian could not harm the common people and the Demon Slayer at will.

In fact, this is just those guys making the last shred of decent prayers, if Mu Qian doesn't agree, the demon slayer can't do anything about him, but Mu Qian is still troublesome after all, so he agrees.

According to the agreement respectfully handed over by the demon slayers, what Mu Qian could get was the secrecy of the high-level demon slayer and the protection of the environment in daily life.

It's like enclosing a habitat for endangered animals.

The Demon Slayer proposed that there would be a large number of Demon Slayer Masters around the town, but Mu Qian vetoed it. Mu Qian once again activated the defensive formation around the town, and the demon slayers could not enter after leaving.

The Demon Exterminator Council consulted urgently, and in the end, it could only accept it calmly, paying a little attention to Mu Qian's whereabouts on the human main plane, and not daring to say anything.

Mu Qian is a sword, and the demon slayer is just a salted fish that has not yet turned over, and he is left to his meat.

And the existence of Mu Qian also prompted the human demon slayer as a whole to start a group and alliance, and the first demon slayer council was hastily formed a few days ago and held its first meeting.

The Wen family, as a 'subsidiary' of Kunwu Mountain, was also accepted as a second-class member of the parliament, the kind that had no authority and was only responsible for contributing.

The train passed through the hardest-hit area of the City of Colors, and Mu Qian looked out the window to see fences and construction sites everywhere.

The City of Colors, under the charm of Wen Yu, is recovering at an astonishing speed.

The wounds left on the surface are being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye under the attack of a large number of construction teams, and the strength of the City of Colors is not to be underestimated after using their economic reserves for so many years.

Mu Qian chose to come back because Zhen's father urged him to go back to class early.

Xiaoling's disappearance has not been fully reported to Zhen's father, and Zhen's father has not felt that there has been any crisis in the family, and is still paying close attention to the impact of the demon slayer on the existing order of human society......

"But no matter what, life has to be passed. ā€

Zhen's father sighed with emotion after receiving Mu Qian, and took Mu Qian home, "Will you go to class tomorrow?"

"Hmm," the Demon King nodded a little melancholy.

"What's wrong?" Dad Zhen asked with a smile, "Are you unhappy?"

Mu Qian shook his head and sighed leisurely.

"What's wrong?" Father Zhen has to pay attention to this, why did his adopted son, who has always been assertive and methodical on weekdays, suddenly deflated.

"Hmm...... Adolescent question," Mu Qian gave a general answer.

Zhen's father concentrated on driving, and muttered in his heart: There are two main types of adolescent problems, one is gender problems, and the other is problems other than gender problems.

Obviously, it should be the former that bothers Mu Qian, the problem of men and women.

"Are you worried about which one to choose as your girlfriend?" Father Zhen squinted and smiled, his eyes were naturally looking at the road conditions.

So I missed Mu Qian's rare white eyes.

"No, I don't think I have many friends who are too close to me. ā€

"Zhu Su. ā€

"And then?"

Dad Zhen thought about it, thought about it carefully, thought about it very hard, and began to frown.

I really can't put it into words.

"It's okay!" Zhen's father suddenly excited, "This matter is handed over to Dad!" There will be a company friendship meeting in two days, everyone must bring their own family members and children to participate, I will help you contact in advance, and bring a few more boys of the same grade to you to know!"

Mu Qian rubbed his eyebrows, "Forget it, Dad, it feels weird." ā€

"I'm calling, ......" Zhen's father pointed to the Bluetooth headset on his ear, "Hey, Lao Lin, call your young master at the sorority, I remember that I am about the same age as my son, let them know each other and make friends." Okay, okay, young people, they still have to rely on themselves in the future. ā€

This efficiency ...... It is worthy of the general manager who has been the director of the office!

Mu Qian looked out the car window, and suddenly regretted communicating with his parents, this kind of trouble should be written in a diary and a blog.

Zhen's father had already begun to hum happily, and the phone calls came out one after another, and he had consciously entered the role of general manager.

The matter of the acquired friendship was decided in this way.

Mu Qian went back to rest for a night, and Zhen's father also called Mr. Wu, the head teacher of Mu Qian, who emphasized that it was necessary to pay attention to the psychological impact of current events on children, and Zhen's father also agreed with various smiles.

When he got up the next day, Zhen's father, under the video supervision of Zhen's mother, helped Mu Qian make a hearty breakfast in the kitchen.

After Xiao Ling's flickering, the adoptive parents, who were already very good to Mu Qian, felt that they owed Mu Qian a debt from their previous life, and they wanted to try their best to make up for it.

And Zhen's father also wanted to find a chance to ask, Zhen's mother was in front of him...... In his previous life, he was not a husband and wife, but this kind of thing Zhen's father was afraid that he would hurt his feelings after asking, and he couldn't wipe his mouth away.

"I went to school. ā€

"Dad sent you. ā€

"No need Dad," Mu Qian carried his schoolbag, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly bitter.

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety on the road, and call your dad if you have something!"

Father Zhen hurriedly sat down, and probably understood that Mu Qian didn't want to deviate from his treatment at home because of anything.

Before going out, Zhen's father shouted again: "Communicate more with your classmates! Don't always focus on reading!"

"Got it," Mu Qian replied weakly, closed the door, and pulled his head down.

The taste has changed......

Not only life, but mainly my own feelings about the surrounding environment, the taste has changed a little.

The boredom that has existed since the past two days still exists, maybe it's because of Ling'e, maybe it's because of Song Shijing's matter, maybe it's because of the exposure of her identity, or maybe it's because there are always more people around who are observing themselves from afar, intentionally or unintentionally.

Or maybe it's a combination of these.

listless, weak, unable to find the ...... Sitting on the bus boringly looking out the window, looking at it, I arrived at the school gate.

Getting out of the car, Mu Qian yawned and dared to step into the school gate.

"Liar!"

A cold snort came from the side.

Mu Qian turned his head to look at the security room, and found that there was a 'big' beauty inside who was holding her arms and frowning at him.

It's Wen Yu.

Mu Qian pretended to turn a blind eye and continued to walk forward, Wen Yu, who was wearing a school uniform and a short skirt, stockings and a long-sleeved shirt, was angry, gritted his teeth and rushed out directly, pounced on Mu Qian's back.