Mu Chuyue didn't even need to ask for directions along the way.
She followed the flow of the large group of people and successfully returned to the square of the space wormhole.
The square is brightly lit, and the palace complex opposite can be seen at a glance from the empty flat ground.
Glazed tiles, red walls and green trees create a glorious scene.
The Yanfeng Empire is indeed a wealthy country with enough financial resources to build a space wormhole that leads directly to the center of the continent.
With this level of luxury, Huangyue Imperial City pales in comparison.
Although it was already dark at this time, the square was clearly not deserted.
There were actually many more people queuing up to take the space wormhole than during the day.
Many of them were traveling overnight.
As long as you enter the space wormhole at this time, you will definitely be able to reach the central area of the continent in the early morning of the next day within one night.
If the destination is somewhere closer, you can even reach it at night.
It can be seen from this that the existence of space wormholes can save much time Mu Chuyue took a cursory glance at the square, and after identifying the approximate direction of her current location, she went straight to the ticket hut where she had stayed during the day.
Her face is fair and flawless, and her men's attire does not look feminine.
Her entire body is covered in a large alchemy robe, giving her a mysterious aura.
Her good looks attracted countless attention, and in the long queue, there were actually several well-dressed rich girls who had the courage to run forward.
Some of them stopped Mu Chuyue with red faces, their fingers hanging on the corners of their skirts, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Those who are a little bolder will confess loudly and coyly.
"Master alchemist, can you, can you be a guest at my daughter's house?
I am a young lady from a certain family in a certain city."
These people even had roughly the right lines, so Mu Chuyue helplessly raised her forehead.
His mood gradually changed from the pride he felt when the first woman struck up a conversation with him to impatience.
I go As a lady from a famous family, shouldn’t I be restrained?
Girls, be reserved, be reserved Khan came again and it was hopeless.
Mu Chuyue didn't even look at the girl, and just walked past her silently with a dark face.
The girl was not shocked by this.
Instead, she turned around and trotted into the middle of the group, exclaiming exaggeratedly.
"Ah, that alchemist-sama is so handsome.
I saw the logo on his clothes clearly.
He is actually an intermediate level.
The intermediate level looks like he is only ten years old."
"Young and promising, I really want to knock him down" If Mu Chuyue heard this sentence, she would definitely have black lines on her face.
The ticket waiter was in a fugue state, imagining that in another half hour someone would come and change his shift.
There were several growls in his stomach, and he frowned and covered his stomach, secretly glad that no one saw his embarrassment.
"Time flies so slowly, I'm starving to death" The light shining on the ground through the window dimmed, and someone came The ticket waiter thought that he was about to take a break for his shift, and some blind guy came to disturb his peace for no reason.
"I'm in a hurry to reincarnate.
I can't buy it tomorrow," he cursed without thinking.
"Ahem."
Mu Chuyue pinched her throat and coughed twice, putting one hand on the edge of the window frame.
The exquisite patterns embroidered on the sleeves of the black robe are radiant even at night, low-key and luxurious.
God, this, this is the unique robe of an alchemist The waiter was startled and raised his head suddenly.
Mu Chuyue Qingzhi's face was clearly visible in his eyes.
With a faint smile on her lips, she looked at him teasingly: "You are so busy, do you still remember me, a poor guy?"
He murmured: "Lian, you are an alchemist" Little angels, continue to update today, four chapters Chapter 6 I can’t bear it anymore and I’m crying ππ xx4911131: