Chapter 7: The body of the waste of the world (1)

"Come out!"
The cold and clear voice carried a thick warning.
Mu Ge casually grabbed the dirty clothes he took off and put them on his body, blocking Ruyu's delicate skin.
She doesn't know how beautiful she is in the eyes of others under the effect of the magic weapon at this moment, but she can't suffer a loss, right? After confirming that he hadn't emptied, Mu Ge adjusted his body and faced the place where the strange fragrance came from.
The cold moon faded and the sun did not rise.
It is the darkest time when the only light source is the light of the fireflies that go back and forth.
The crystal clear green light was originally gloomy, but at this moment, Mu Ge's clean face was entrusted to him like a dream.
Strictly speaking, Mu Qingge's body did not suffer any substantial damage because of the desperate protection of the five hundred soldiers. The sharp pain like a broken bone when Mu Ge just woke up was more due to being pressed at the bottom.
Therefore, the real cause of Mu Qingge's death was because of this excessive protection, being crushed and suffocated. Of course, without the protection of these people, Mu Qingge would not escape death, and his death would be even more miserable.
After a short recuperation, Mu Ge felt that the discomfort in his body had gradually disappeared. She condensed in the depths of the reeds, where the fragrant smell came from, and purple light lingered between her palms, accompanied by the sound of ‘zizi’ electricity.
"Heh, Lei Linggen appeared in such a lower realm."
Suddenly, a very soft, very slow, and very soft male voice came from a soft voice. In that voice, there seemed to be surprise and curiosity, and even... Mu Ge heard some intriguing playfulness in it.
Mu Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, his brows were full of alert.
She didn't know what the ‘lower realm’ and ‘thunderling root’ were in the voice. She only knew that what she was using was the lightning ability that followed her in the previous life.
"Come out!" Condensing on the reeds floating in the night wind, Mu Ge frowned and warned again.
Unfortunately, her warning was ignored again.
It was just a sound, and it made people feel very noble, and the person who was out of vulgarity said again: "It's a pity, even if you have Lei Linggen, you can't practice with this waste body."
Although it was a pity, Mu Ge didn't hear any regrets in his voice. The only thing that can be heard is that she seems to be treated as an item at the moment and sold for a price.
Kaka!
The sound of teeth grinding was especially pronounced in the silence.
Obviously, the other party's superior attitude angered Mu Ge.
Even, she didn't have time to pay attention to what that ‘trash body’ meant.
Of course, is this the pride of Mu Ge? She doesn't have to prove to anyone if it's a waste. She knows that she is not a waste.
At dusk, the dozens of people killed by her on the wasteland battlefield are not the best proof?
"Haha, is the little thing angry?" The voice of teeth grinding came into that person's ears. But, it seems that it just pleased him.
"The one who hides his head and reveals his tail." In an instant, the anger that Mu Ge was provoked had calmed down, and she snorted in disdain, and also gave a contemptuous evaluation.
The voice was silent for a while, and suddenly he laughed cheerfully: "I have been here, but you can't see it. It's me to blame. Interesting, interesting, really interesting."
Always here? !
Mu Ge was shocked, and searched again in silence.
However, in the eye-catching place, except for the reeds that undulate slightly like waves, there is only the stream under her. And that voice clearly came from the depths of the reeds, and there was a sudden smell that lingered around the tip of her nose and lingered.