"How about I help you make this decision?"
Mu Chuyue's voice was soft and low, which was far different from the male voice that she had deliberately lowered before.
The man's eyes widened.
He was shocked that the "young man" in front of him who could speak such shocking words with such an indifferent expression turned out to be a woman.
And she didn't know what magic method she used to make him completely lose control of his body.
His consciousness seemed to be imprisoned, and he watched desperately as Mu Chuyue held the long knife into his hand.
He wanted to curse loudly and push the devilish girl in front of him away.
Reality slapped him mercilessly.
He saw his own arm raised high uncontrollably, and the tip of the knife slowly penetrated the skin on his neck.
At this moment, he could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing, like a silent stream in the mountains.
He could even imagine the scene of blood spurting out, but the reality was not what he imagined.
"You should prefer a more elegant way of leaving, low-level alchemist, sir" Mu Chuyue's soft voice rushed into his eardrums: "Then choose the meridians, it is much more elegant."
Inexplicable fear swallowed the man instantly After a burst of heart-pounding pain, a gash was opened on his skin.
After an unknown amount of time, his body gradually became cold.
The man's dark pupils were eroded by gray, and finally turned pale.
With his last remaining thought, he regretted overestimating his ability to provoke this girl.
But I never regret taking medicine in this world After a "pop" sound, the man fell to the ground and his body became stiff.
Mu Chuyue took off the space bag from his waist, with a mocking arc on her face, looking at the man's cold body indifferently.
"I told you not to mess with me."
A silver light flashed in the girl's eyes, and the mark of the man's soul left on the space bag was easily erased.
In addition to the golden tripod he used just now, there are about one million spiritual stones in the storage space, which are piled up like a hill.
Very rewarding.
Now Mu Chuyue was temporarily out of poverty.
"It seems that even if you collect spirit stone cards in the future, you will have to use the kind that is common in mainland China."
A ball of lavender flames appeared out of thin air at her fingertips.
With a slight shake, purple flames ignited on several corpses.
In the blink of an eye, before Mu Chuyue could react, she suddenly turned into ashes.
The barrier was lifted, and the alleys hung with red lanterns remained calm.
Nothing seems to have happened.
The night wind blew, flying ash rose from the ground and quickly disappeared into the sky.
Walking to the entrance of the alley, Mu Chuyue put the alchemist's robe on her body, and the coarse cloth was covered underneath.
She blended into the crowd, and the originally crowded main street automatically gave way to a vacuum area centered around her.
The people around her carefully cast their eyes to the Danding pattern on Mu Chuyue's chest, their eyes filled with awe and respect.
She hasn't changed since then.
She just changed her clothes, and the attention she received was completely different.
This world has always been like this, only looking at status but not people.
If you want to have a place on the mainland, you must first have the capital to impress people.
Mu Chuyue closed her eyes and stopped.
The crowd diverted away from her.
Before, she had been thinking about hiding her strength, but it seemed that she had entered a misunderstanding because of this.
Low profile does not mean humble.
She shouldn't disguise herself into an appearance that even a little ticket waiter can look down upon.
This will not reduce the troubles along the way, but will only increase them.
What happened to this low-level alchemist is a lesson. xx4911131: