"Which powerful man has actually become the first immortal throne since ancient times?"

One by one, mysterious figures with different shapes and fairy styles, looking up at the starry sky, and told the same thing one after another.

After making up for the life span, there are still more than ten points left. There were originally two hundred points of merit, and it was exchanged for half a year of life span. If this is the case, a one-day life span is equal to a little merit.

It was dawn, and Su Mu got up as usual, washed up, and went out to work as a helper at the dock. When he went out, he happened to see Sister Chunhua also opened the door and took a basin of clothes to wash clothes.

Another simple and ordinary day.

On the bank of the river, Chunhua covered her waist and waved her wooden sticks hard and hit her clothes. Soon, several women gathered around her.

"Chunhua, I heard you scream in the middle of the night yesterday, what's wrong?" a middle-aged woman asked inadvertently.

In this world, the screams in the middle of the night are particularly loud and uneasy.

After asking, several laundry women around him stopped moving.

"Nothing, I accidentally fell off the bed yesterday."

"Puchi--"

"So that's what it is..."

"Do you little slutty fall off the bed? You scream so cunningly in the middle of the night..."

Chunhua pretended to be this smile on her face, and the wooden stick waving in her hand was even more forceful...

With the relationship between Su Mutuo, he worked on a job moving goods at the wharf. In the eyes of most people in his previous life, wasn’t this a job that was a labor force? Don’t look down on it, this is a job that most people can’t even get even if they cry and beg.
Chapter completed!