The 382 limit is approaching
"Kun'er, thank you today, I'll go back."
Wan Buyu smoothed Shun Kun'er's purple hair, "It seems to be lighter." β
"Ah, this, it's been changing moults more and more often."
Kun'er lowered the corners of her eyes, among the ten halls, she was the only one with this characteristic.
As the seasons change, the hair color changes from dark to light, then fades and grows new hair again.
Only recently, she discovered that her hair, after falling out, would not grow back.
"I didn't expect my limit to come so quickly."
There was a hint of melancholy in Kun'er's eyes.
"Go back and rest, I should do my thing."
Wan Bufool touched Kun'er's head, "Jin Mu, go and send Kun'er." β
"Order!"
Palazzo Collon.
"Foolish sister! You're back! β
The old turtle saw that Wan Buyu came back with the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and hurriedly rushed forward to greet him.
"The stupid dragon just followed you out, and he hasn't come back yet."
"Ah, I asked him to send Kun'er back to the palace."
Wan Buyu patted the old turtle's head, walked to a pillar, and dragged the tearful Wen'er out from behind the pillar.
"Alright, let's get down to business, where should we go?"
Wen'er hesitated for a long time, and said cautiously, "Sister Fool, your points have been halved this time, and the current total points are five thousand..."
"It's fine."
Wan Buyu looked indifferent, and raised her jade lotus, "Anyway, I got my little hair, points or something, it doesn't matter, it looks like a very mysterious thing." β
"In that case."
Wen'er opened the scroll, "Sister Yu, in the next plane, you probably have some trouble. β
"Am I in less trouble now?"
Wan Buyu moved his muscles and bones, "Old turtle, let's go!" β
"Good!"
Wen'er pulled out a high-tech mirror and sent the two to the next location.
"Grandpa!"
Jiaojiao suddenly remembered, and hurriedly grabbed Wen'er, "Grandpa Hades!" Jin Mu hasn't come back yet! β
"Nani!?"
Wen'er was shocked, but the mirror was closed and could not be opened again.
"It's over... I'm going to be annoyed to death by Jin Mu..."
Wen'er thought of the seriousness of the consequences, and her eyes were filled with tears, "I heard that it is difficult to apply for the maintenance fund of the palaceββ"
Someone sneezed.
"Just send it here, you can go back quickly."
Kun'er jumped off the dragon's back and smiled at Jin Munuan.
"I'm probably too late to go back."
Jin Mu recovered his body and raised his hand to look at his palm, "They left me behind." β
"How so?"
"Perhaps, they want me to get some rest."
Jin Mu held the back of his head with both hands and looked at the sky, "After all, I haven't had such a peaceful day for more than a thousand years, I don't need to flee, I don't need to be busy, I just need to be quiet and rest." β
Kun'er looked at the loneliness in Jin Mu's eyes, and said lightly, "Come and sit in my palace." β
"Okay."
This is the first time Jin Mu has come to Puming Palace, and before he enters the door, he smells a fragrance.
"This is..."
Jin Mu rubbed his nose, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea, this is the taste from the kitchen.
Puming Palace, it's a big kitchen!?
"I'm so quiet, so I usually read books and approve official documents."
Kun'er took out the key and opened the door, "Later, because I had nothing to do, I renovated the palace and renovated it into a kitchen, and occasionally cooked some food for everyone." β
"It's the most normal door opening I've ever seen."
Jin Mu thought back to the various strange ways of the other hall masters to open the door, this kind of key picking is really normal.
"You probably can't imagine that it's so warm here, so much food, and behind it is the famous, stripping pavilion, the cold hell."
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