The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 429 Perfect World

"It's so bright, Liangzi."

Wuming narrowed his eyes and commented.

With a chuckle, the golden light shrank, and a blond beauty stood on tiptoe and jumped lightly onto the ice next to Wuming.

The blond beauty was a little taller than Wuming. She bent slightly with her hands behind her back, her long hair hanging down, and she smiled charmingly at Wuming:

"How about it?"

"How about what?"

"How do I look now?" Michaela spun around on the ice, and the gauze formed by light golden light particles swayed into a flowing skirt as it turned. The large areas of exposed skin are as white as jade.

"It looks... so cold." Wuming said, "It's freezing and snowy. You're not wearing any clothes. Aren't you cold?"

Michaela tilted her head, looking a little confused:

"I completed my plan, you ask me if I'm cold?"

"But you did walk out naked in the ice water." Wuming stretched out his neck and watched the layer of ice water gradually freeze under the blockage of the cold, with a complicated expression, "Isn't this water... cold? You have to understand. What I, our Sun, care most about is whether others are cold or not.”

"No - cold -" Michaela put her hands on her hips.

"That's fine." Wuming no longer cared about Michaela and continued to focus on the ice, "How is Meng? Were you killed?"

"I took away his big runes and cursed blood." Mikaela said, "But I left him alive and let him sleep underwater."

Michaela's fingers flashed with golden light, and Meng's already skinny figure could be seen under the light.

The skinny figure is no longer as tall and majestic as before. If it weren't for the fact that there were still a few ominous horns on the head, piercing into the eyes, it would have looked a bit like Michaela before.

"Let him sleep under the water, it will be better for everyone -"

Before Michaela could finish speaking, Wuming had already plunged into the fragile ice that had just formed. A flash of purple light floated, and Wuming pulled up the coffin and Mengge's body.

Come up on one side

"Hiss, it's so cold, so cold, so cold." Wuming trembled, "Doo, doo, doo, the cold wind will freeze me to death. I'll build a nest tomorrow... You actually said it's not cold, you're so powerful, young man... little girl... …little Michaela.”

After looking at it for a while, Wuming couldn't tell Michaela's gender. Although she was naked, all her sexual characteristics had disappeared. The body has bumps and convexities, but there are no bumps and convexities that can best identify gender.

Michaela looked at Wuming with a complicated expression:

"Why do I feel that you care more about Mengge than you do about me?"

"Of course the sun is more helpful to people who need warmth more." Wuming said matter-of-factly, "People with low temperatures will need the sun more. Although I also think that everyone is treated equally, you have also seen it during epilepsy. Absolutely Balance is still a realm of God, and I can’t reach it at the moment.”

Wuming did not thaw Mengge, but put him into the coffin.

Wuming closed the coffin and said: "If you want to divide people into different temperatures from low to high, if my temperature is eight, Millicent is seven, and the Platinum Son is one, then you can probably reach five, Meng There are only three squares.”

"Millicent is seven, I am five..." Michaela raised her eyebrows but said nothing.

Wuming said: "In short, Monger's mental disorder is partly due to you. It's hard to say anything. We have to be more tolerant of mentally ill patients. Anyway, you can suppress him like a coprophag and make him harmless. "

Without any reason to express serious words, he covered his chest and uttered words that sounded like poetry:

"Although we are businessmen, we still need to provide necessary warmth to these cold people."

Wuming opened the car door and put some cloth under Mengge to prevent him from being crushed when he thawed.

Michaela said: "By the way, I have enough power now to promote the growth of the Holy Tree. The Holy Tree will become richer and become a golden tree."

"Really?" Wuming slammed the car door, jumped on the coffin, and hurriedly called to Mikayla, "What else can you do? Go back and water the trees."

"Care..." Michaela walked slowly to the carriage and stretched out her hand to Wuming.

Wuming dragged Mikaela up to the roof of the car:

"If you can earn more runes, you can give the greatest care to the people in the entire border."

As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator - spitting fire from the soles of his feet. He grabbed the coffin that had lost its wheels and drove it to slide on the ice. It gracefully turned the corner and rushed from the ice lake to the snowfield. It brought up a large amount of broken snow and rushed to the ritual town. .

Monger clanged in the casket.

"Ah!" Wuming suddenly remembered, "Where is my Lucky Cat?"

"Here." Michaela held a black cat in her arms, "It seems like it likes me more."

"The relationship is good, you have to help me earn more." Wuming took Mikaela back to the Holy Tree.

The coffin floated on the snow, and the two of them were silent for a moment.

Wuming spoke:

"You're more powerful now, aren't you?"

Michaela nodded: "Yes, I have obtained the power of Monger. I should be the only demigod to annex other demigods Great Rune in this hundred-year Broken War."

"Can I think that the Holy Tree can become more prosperous?"

"I've already said this."

Wuming said: "But something is very wrong."

"what?"

"If you want to do this, why do you want to hide it from us? Is it necessary?" Wuming said.

Michaela was silent for a moment:

"Mengge is Godfrey's child, and I took away his big rune. This is a very sensitive matter, and I don't want to burden you."

Wuming said: "But you want me to inherit the holy tree and marry your sister. At this time, I can't see that you don't want to burden me."

"This is just a choice, you don't have to marry." Michaela said.

"You seem to have become more calm." Wuming looked sideways, "I could feel you were hesitant before."

"That's because I haven't decided which way to go or how to do it." Michaela said, "Now that you have made your choice, of course you have to be more decisive. Hesitation before was also normal behavior."

Michaela wrapped her fingers around her blond hair:

"After all...the act of seizing the Great Rune is not honorable."

"Isn't this something that both fingers agree to?" Wuming said, "The faded ones are legally qualified to hunt demigods with the permission of Two Fingers."

"We demigods also obtained permission to plunder under the instruction of our mother." Mikaela said, "But no one wants to occupy other people's big runes unless they have to. This is also one of the reasons why the Broken War has stalled. "

"You are so radiant now." Wuming said, and the two of them were silent for a while.

This silence only lasted until Ceremony Town.

Michaela's return caused a sensation from Ceremony Town to the tree crown, and then to the Holy Tree stage. When everyone saw that the businessman really kept his promise and brought Michaela back, and that Michaela had grown up and become more beautiful and mature, they were so excited that they were overjoyed and couldn't be more excited.

Several people exploded on the spot.

"As for..." Wuming wiped the blood from his helmet.

There were also a lot of rotten knights who limped and walked up to Mikaela with their weapons in hand, knelt down on one knee, and cried bitterly.

"This rotten knight feels as if he is sick..." Wuming said.

"The Knights of Corruption were already sick." Michaela asked the Knights of Corruption to stand up and explained to Wuming, "They are the knights who follow my sister. Under the influence of Marlenia, they are unstoppable and corrupt. The life of a loyal knight."

Wuming looked at the rotten knights and the self-destructing holy tree soldiers:

"Why do you feel that people like you are very rich, but they are all extreme."

"Maybe it's because of faith." Michaela said.

"A warrior who firmly believes in his own beliefs and rightness and fights..." Wuming said, "It feels very dangerous to be too sure of one's own rightness."

"But that's what faith is." Michaela said, "Please wait for me, I have some things to finish before I go to the Holy Tree Pillar."

As Mikaela spoke, she knelt down in front of the bloody corpses after self-explosion, muttering something and quoting Guao's spell.

Golden light separated from the fingertips and scattered on the fuzzy flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood of the originally dead soldiers bonded together again and returned to normal.

"Okay, come on." Michaela held the wrist of a corrupt knight, "I will treat you and treat corruption for my sister."

Michaela looked back at Wuming with a smile:

"Celebrate, the best era has arrived, and the border area will return to the era of abundance. No, it is better than that. All existences that are not tolerated by the golden tree will be happy, and there will be no more pain!"

Wuming nodded and asked Michaela to treat various illnesses that had been accumulated in the Holy Tree for a long time. He took the black cat from Michaela and went to the Pillar of the Holy Tree to find Patch to understand the business situation of the caravan.

"It's going very well," Patch said. "This is revenue during this period."

Patch drew a light curtain to show Wuming the sales status of various products.

"The demand for flowers is the highest and we are in severe shortage right now," Patch said. "The second is delicacies from all over. The consumption of sacred trees is huge and our transportation routes are challenged."

"Expand and expand." Wuming waved his hand, "Add more positions and build a few more portals. This will replace the golden tree in the future and become the center of the junction. If you invest now, you will make huge profits."

"Is this the center of things?" Patch laughed.

"Michaela is back," Wuming said, "and there is more blood. He will become the god of the new era, and the oracle messengers on the canopy will blow their horns for him."

"But it's not that easy to be a god in the new era." Wuming rubbed his chin and thought, "The current situation is not very stable, and it will be bad if there is another war. Maybe we have to find a way to take the lead and let old Glenara Let them have a good talk..."

The level of king of a domain is needed to take the lead so that all kings and great lords can reach a consensus.

This task naturally fell on Mikaela.

Michaela got off the holy tree first and went to the bottom of the scarlet holy tree, which was inaccessible to ordinary people, to save his sister.

Some time later, Michaela took his sister, Marlenia, to meet Wuming for the first time.

Marlenia has bright red hair, which reaches her waist and is spread loosely covering part of her face. She looks like she has just woken up, giving her a subtle sloppy look.

Judging from the curves revealed in her hair, Marlenia is as beautiful as Michaela, but her lines are tougher and her eyebrows are heroic.

In comparison, her brother Michaela is even more feminine.

Marlenia was wearing a long white dress, which was stretched out over her chest and was a little unfitting. It was probably made from Michaela's clothes. Her bare feet were on the ground, her hands holding the corners of her skirt, as if she had nowhere to place her hands and feet.

"Don't mind." Michaela put her arm around Marlenia's shoulders, "My sister hasn't seen anyone for a long time, and she hasn't had any hands or feet for a long time. She still needs to get used to it."

Wuming had also heard before that Marlenia was eroded by corruption, with three of her limbs rotten and broken, and the rest of her skin and bones were rotten.

Now he has healthy limbs, and no signs of corruption can be seen on his face. It has obviously been carefully treated by Michaela.

Wuming observed Marlenia. She seemed to have grown up after growing up. Millicent's body exuded a mature charm, with a hint of timidity or softness, and a toughness hidden under the softness.

When I see her, I can't help but think of Millicent.

"By the way, where's Millicent?" Wuming thought, "She should have gone to see your sister before."

"Teacher here!" Millicent also rushed over from behind, waving her hands, jumping up to Wuming, clenching her fists, "I have educated her well and completed my mission."

"Good thing." Wuming felt very relieved to see that Millicent had accomplished her mission and was not dead yet.

"I will help you manage the caravan from now on." Millicent said, "That will be my new mission from now on."

"What a wonderful child." Wuming wiped away tears, "Here, here is the purchase order we want to purchase. Go and escort it. There are a lot of things. I can rest assured that you will escort me."

After sending Millicent away in a few seconds, Wuming told Michaela his worries.

"Let the kings coexist peacefully..." Michaela murmured, smiling at Wuming, "As expected of you, only you dare to think of such an idea."

"To be more practical, can you take the lead?" Wuming asked Michaela.

"Is there a more suitable candidate than me?" Michaela raised her eyebrows at Wuming proudly, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they won't get into a fight at the meeting."

Michaela immediately went to take care of it, taking Malenia with her.

Within two months, a meeting of kings was held.

This time, projection was no longer used. All the monarchs gathered in the Holy Tree and sat around on the Holy Tree stage to discuss the future and general trend of the border area.

Although the kings had some disputes over the details, there was no objection to the general direction.

Everyone agrees that there cannot be another war in the border area after the Shattering War.

Although Godfrey's hands were itchy, he agreed to use the arena to solve personal problems instead of war.

In order to ensure that the war would not happen again, Michaela raised her golden needle, strung the worm threads of the corrupt family members, and spoke out the proposal of the Holy Tree——

Use a silk thread to connect the junctions.

That thread is the nameless trade route.

Let in-depth economic exchanges occur in various places, ensure that the interests of various monarchs are intertwined with each other, and rely on this institutional symbiosis to ensure the maintenance of peace.

The junction area immediately ushered in an unprecedented prosperity.

(End of this chapter)