Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

"Master, you must have heard wrong!"

Rimuru moved his slime jelly-like body, jumped in front of Mo Xie and said, "Master, the beautiful girl named Sagiri just now really never said that!"

Mo Xie looked at Saguru in front of him suspiciously, scratched his head and muttered: "Did I really hear it wrong?"

"Well! Master, please take care of me when we meet you for the first time!"

Mo Xie glanced at Saguru suspiciously. This was something he gave life to with his martial soul, so he shouldn't lie to him.

"Could it be that the soul will be tired even if it doesn't sleep? Is this because I am overtired and have auditory hallucinations?"

"Sagiri, go to sleep first and let me show you something!"

"Master, I'm not sleepy. Can I not sleep?"

"Sagiri, be good, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

Looking at Mo Xie Shawu sighed and slowly closed her eyes.

"Master can't sleep!"

"It's okay, I'll help you!"

Mo Xie directly took out a sleep mushroom and crushed it, causing a scent of sleepiness to fill the air.

With a pop, Sagiri fell to the ground, and Rimuru fell asleep.

"Isn't it time to fall asleep?"

Entering Shawu's dream, Mo Xie directly conveyed to Shawu the images of the pig-headed girl and Yu Xiaogang after makeup, as well as their original images.

After Saguru woke up, Mo Xie walked up to him and asked, "Sagiri, do you remember their appearance?"

"Master is so disgusting!"

"Ok?"

"I'm talking about how disgusting they are!"

"The weekly, monthly and annual issues are left to you. You will be in charge of drawing, and Rimuru will be in charge of mass production. The pen name will be Miaobihua Peanut."

Looking at the person in front of him, a slime, Mo Xie's thoughts moved, and suddenly the black shadow corps appeared all over the mountains and plains.

“Then just give them the finished product!”

But Yu Xiaogang, who was far away in Shrek Academy, suddenly had an ominous premonition, and his eyelids kept twitching.

"Okay, I'll leave first. Remember, the more eye-catching the better. The weekly magazine is worth 1 gold soul coin, the monthly magazine is 100 gold soul coins, and the annual magazine is 10000 gold soul coins."

Watching Mo Xie leave, Sagiri said to Rimuru: "Rimuru, let's go!"

"Okay Sagiri-sama!"

Suddenly a ninja group appeared in front of Sagiri, and a joking but crisp voice came out.

"Sister, I'm so excited. I didn't expect to come out to relax again!"

"Why did you show up? I obviously suppressed you."

"Sister, although you are essentially restraining me, we are on the same level after all. You can't let me even come out to breathe!"

"Hmph! But remember not to show off your tricks in front of the master, otherwise you won't even think about it."

"Sister, you are really overbearing. I was the one who chose him first. Sister, you came here and didn't tell me, but you still suppressed me!"

"I can't help it, who made me the sister!"

"I believe that the master will choose to accept my power in the end. After all, this time and space has changed. Sister, you should know the cost of changing the past."

"you!"

"Sister, you can also choose to tell the master, but who can guarantee that the present is not the past, maybe the master will lose more!"

"I......"

"Sister, don't worry, just draw your little book quietly. After all, it's not easy for my sister to come out. This is a long-term task!"

"What an annoying sister!"

Seeing the ninjas of the ninja group disappearing in front of her eyes, Sagiri sighed.

Mo Xie came to Shrek's door and shouted directly: "Little Blind Bear is out to pick up the guests!"

Zhao Wuji, who was still napping, rubbed his eyes and looked around.

"Why does it feel a bit like that bastard's voice? Is it an auditory hallucination caused by me not being scolded all day and not being used to it?"

"Little blind bear, have you evolved? If you're not blind, you're also deaf!"

"Fuck! Who is that bastard? He's almost as good as that kid with his bad mouth."

Zhao Wuji ran to Shrek's door angrily and was stunned when he saw Mo Xie who was intact.

"Are you Mo Xie?"

"Of course it's me, is there still a lie?"

"Wait! Please let me slow down!"

After speaking, Zhao Wuji shouted: "Oscar, come here!"

Oscar, who was already sweating from running, ran over, looked at Zhao Wuji with a complaining face and said, "Teacher Zhao, what are you doing? I'm very tired from running just now!"

As soon as Oscar finished speaking, a big slap hit his face.

"Teacher Zhao, why are you hitting me? It hurts!"

"Are you sure it hurts?"

"Teacher Zhao, don't you have an idea of ​​how strong your hands are?"

"It turns out I really didn't dream, you bastard, you really are not dead!"

Seeing Zhao Wuji's sexy moves, the corners of Mo Xie's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sympathize with Oscar.

"Nonsense! Of course I'm not dead!"

Oscar was stunned when he heard this familiar voice, and turned his head mechanically. When he saw Mo Xie smiling at him, goosebumps suddenly stood up all over his body.

"Boss, don't come to me. Go to the fat guy. He's thick-skinned and can withstand the torture!"

"It's a pity that I don't like chubby ones. You're nice and lean!"

"I'm very fat, and Dai Boss is pampered and meaty!"

"I just like things that don't smell good!"

After hearing this, Oscar hugged Zhao Wuji's thigh and shouted: "Teacher Zhao, help me!"

"Okay, bastard, don't scare him, Oscar is cowardly."

"Okay, Oscar, I'm not dead. If you don't believe it, come here and touch it. It's still warm!"

"Don't lie to me. The boss would only call me Mr. Sausage when he was alive. Do you want to lie to me and then strangle me to death?"

Mo Xie looked at Oscar speechlessly, walked up and slapped him on the head.

"I'm not dead yet? You're so scared. It's not good to call you by your name. Do you have to scold you to be happy?"

"Teacher Zhao, help me, the boss is here to claim my life!"

Zhao Wuji mentioned Oscar and yelled: "Oscar, please listen to me, that bastard is not dead!"

"Teacher Zhao, you didn't lie to me?"

"You think I'm going to lie to you?"

Looking at Zhao Wuji's tense face, Oscar swallowed his saliva, walked to Mo Xie with trembling legs, stretched out his trembling right hand and tapped Mo Xie's face, and immediately hid behind Zhao Wuji in fear!

"It seems to be tactile!"

"Of course, I'm not dead!"

"That's great, boss. You're not dead. Do you want a sausage?"

Looking at Oscar who was holding his thigh and rubbing it hard, Mo Xie's face was full of disgust.

"Oscar, let me go!"

"Boss, why don't you come with the sausage!"

"Uncle Sausage, if you don't let go, I will do it."

"No boss, let me go. By the way, I'll tell Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu."

As soon as Oscar finished speaking, he ran away. Looking at Oscar who was behaving so strangely, Mo Xie looked at Zhao Wuji strangely.

"What do you think I'm doing? It's not because of you. As soon as you died, those two girls started training like crazy. In addition to practicing, Oscar also had to make sausages every day. Those two little girls could only sleep for three hours a day. The girl is in trouble."