God Level Civilization

Chapter 472: Furious Listening to Plum

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That night!

Inside the huge immortal palace.

Wu Hui was in the small courtyard assigned to him, reclining comfortably in the armchair, looking up at the alien starry sky. Apart from the faint stars, the most eye-catching thing was not the three blazing suns rotating in rotation.

Rather, it was the demon star not far from the fairy palace, which once gave birth to a powerful race like the Purgatory Demons.

The huge Purgatory Demon Star, in Wu Hui's eyes, was the size of a red basketball, emitting a mysterious light. It was the trial on that planet that caused all kinds of life.

"Master~"

Hongluan and Luluo were fanning and peeling grapes to feed him. Hongluan complained with a little dissatisfaction: "The people in charge of Xianyuan Palace are really looking down on me. For a young master, they only arranged such a shabby courtyard."

"Hehe~" Wu Hui said with a nonchalant smile, "Oh, Hongluan, then tell me what my identity is?"

Hongluan was stunned for a moment. In her memory, the young master seemed to be an ordinary cultivator from an ordinary planet. However, that identity seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the young master's temperament.

Immediately, she rolled her eyes and said, "Young Master is Young Master, no matter what his identity is, he is the Young Master whom I, Hong Luan, admire and respect the most."

"He is also the greatest young master in Luoluo's heart." Luoluo added hastily, fearing that he might be a little slow and fail to show his loyalty.

"Hehe~" Wu Hui touched their heads with a smile. These two puppet maids were quite cute, but it was a pity that with the fifth-level civilization of Xianmiao Palace, it was far from being able to create the ability of a real soul.

In fact, let alone a level 5 civilization, even a level 6 civilization might not be able to reach the level of creating souls. If there is a civilization that can create a real soul, how great would that civilization be.

I'm afraid that even during the heyday of the bright civilization that Wu Hui inherited, it might not be possible.

Just as Wu Hui was imagining the future, his eyes suddenly moved slightly, as if he had realized something, and a look of doubt appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There were ripples in the space.

A pretty figure in a dark long dress came across the space and landed gracefully in the yard. When she saw Wu Hui, she looked a little at a loss, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red.

"Young Master Mo?"

Wu Hui touched his nose in surprise, then waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "What's the important matter that has brought you here so late at night?"

For some civilized races that have long stepped out of the planet and the star system, the so-called alternation of day and night is nothing more than the changes in light and darkness caused by the rotation of the planet. They no longer attach importance to day and night and simply follow the ancient traditional timekeeping.

"This..." Mo Tingmei was a little embarrassed and hesitant. No matter whether it was day or night, breaking into a man's yard like this was against traditional ethics and morals. Once it got out, her reputation would be tarnished.

However, she had her reasons for coming.

Mo Tingmei took a few deep breaths and bowed to Wu Hui: "Brother Wang Dong, I came here to apologize to you and to thank you. I am very grateful to you for saving me during this trial meeting. At the same time, I hope that Brother Wang Dong can forgive my previous misunderstanding of you."