This year's great god is getting more and more soothing

Chapter 42 Her Dowry Isn't Shabby
Seeing that Mu Mu turned off the light screen, the widow knew that the post had been deleted. "solved?"

"Well, the post was deleted, but I'm afraid the trouble is still there..." Looking at the popularity of the post, even if it was deleted, they could still post a new post, as long as they didn't bring her photo, she couldn't complain.

And the popularity is so high, many players have seen her photos, even if they are deleted, it won't help much.People looking for her will not stop...

Mu Mu let out a long sigh, and suddenly looked at the widow. "Master... Since the complaint will delete the post, why did you tell me after three days?"

"I just thought of it." The widow Busu put down his teacup calmly, his movements were very elegant. "In order to prevent you from looking for other men casually these days, I have been thinking of a way, and I just thought of complaining."

This...couldn't be revenge? !
Because she was angry with what she said two days ago, so I deliberately didn't tell her that she could complain? !
Mu Mu opened his eyes wide, trying to see something from the widowed Busu's face.It's a pity that the great god's face was covered with a hazy white mist, except for the vague outline, she couldn't even see his eyes.

Mu Mu twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "Master, I won't cheat on any man..."

"Is that on purpose?"

The man's tone was slightly raised, and there was a playful arc on his thin lips.

"How is it possible... Hehehe, I swear that I will never cheat." Mu Mu hastily raised her small hand to make an oath, "That day I was confused by that Jiaoye who loves to sing, and I don't know what I said, God, don't take it seriously."

"I didn't take it seriously." The widow Busu lowered the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "But you said the words, if you didn't have that thought, you wouldn't say that kind of thing, even if I don't take it seriously, I have to take precautions."

So I'm not angry...

Mu Mu continued to laugh dryly. I don't know why the widowed Busu was angry. Maybe it's because the god is unwilling to be compared with ordinary men...

"Master, don't worry, I don't want you to marry me, I have prepared the dowry." Mu Mu waved her small hand and took out her newly refined advanced pill from her backpack. "Two fourth-level advanced pills, and thirty third-level advanced pills, plus some strange poisons, my dowry is not shabby~"

Mu Mu raised his small face and put on a proud look.But the bottom of my heart couldn't help but bleed... Giving Wuren Busu five more third-level advanced pills, she lost 5000 yuan, so distressed...

But it is important to appease the Great God. In order not to let the dark-bellied Great God continue to hold grudges, Mu Mu smiled and showed his dowry even if he felt distressed.

"You've been refining these pills for the past few days?" The widow Bu Su paused with his fingertips, narrowing his eyes.

This woman has been refining alchemy for days and nights these days, is she refining the dowry for him?

He thought it was because there was not enough money to build the town, that's why she was trying her best to make alchemy, but she didn't expect it was to buy her own dowry.

The widow Busu sneered, but his heart was warmed.

These elixirs looked like they were refined for him. With these elixirs, there would be at least [-] more backbone members in his gang, and two more top players.

The widow Busu nodded his fingertips and said softly: "Thanks for your hard work."

Mu Mu chuckled and shook his head, "It's not hard work, it's not hard work." As long as you calm down and tell her what's going on, it's fine.

The two stayed together for a while, not having much conversation as usual, but not as awkward as it was at the beginning.

After checking the time, Mu Mu went to prepare dinner.

After lighting the fire and washing a handful of spinach, and the river prawns mailed by Lin Xier in the backpack, Mu Mu simply fried a shrimp and spinach, boiled a pot of tofu ball soup, and dinner was ready.

(End of this chapter)