Dark Beast Summoner

Xiao Xuanxi was very happy. He wanted to sleep with his parents every day in the future.

If Long Moshen knew his son's thoughts, he would definitely be happy and unhappy.

I am happy that I can share the bed with my two children in the future, but I am unhappy that my son is in the middle every day. He is jealous, even his own son's jealousy.

But Mu Wushuang won't give him this chance for the time being. To lay a floor, you must lay a floor. Male sex is wrong, and male sex is wrong!

Being stared at by her son and his father, as soon as Mu Wushuang woke up, the sleepy bugs ran away. She glared at the two of them: "Aren't you up yet?"

The two men slept in white t-shirts, and they slept a little loosely. She glanced at someone's chest, quickly got up from the bed, and got off the end of the bed.

Long Moshen had no choice but to help his son get dressed after he dressed himself.

By the time they got dressed, Mu Wushuang had already finished washing, and his wrinkled skirts had been tidy up. The family of three was still wearing the blue parent-child clothes from yesterday evening.

She opened the door, and the maid Qiu Chan said more respectfully than yesterday: "Madam, the Lord of the City has prepared breakfast, please eat with your family."

Tang Yuan learned that Xiao Xuanxi had the best food, so he specially ordered a large table of delicious breakfast.

Xiaoxuanxi really liked it very much, and his belly was bulging.

After a sumptuous breakfast, Mu Wushuang went to the largest auction venue in the city together with his master Wujizi.

She was very interested in this, and Xiao Xuanxi was also very interested in the auction. Along the way, he asked his father for questions, and finally figured out what the auction was for.

Because the three of them are very good-looking and wear the same color clothes, they look like a family of three, and they have attracted many amazing eyes along the way.

The invitation card given by Tang Yuan was a VIP invitation card. As soon as they entered the auction house, they were respectfully led to the largest VIP room on the second floor, where they served tea and snacks.

From the second floor, you can clearly see the people in the audience below, but there is a mirror-like thing that separates it, and people outside cannot explore it.

Mu Wushuang's junior and junior brothers were very excited. It was the first time for them to sit in the VIP room of the auction, overlooking the audience, and they felt aloof.

In the past, when they participated in the auction, they all sat in the hall below, and they were the backmost seats, and sometimes even the auctioneer couldn't hear what he said.

However, they also knew that they were able to live in the City Lord's Mansion and sit in the VIP room of the auction house, all because of the elder sister's man.

Although they didn't know who he was, even the city lord Tang, who was the son of the second-rate sect head, respected him, showing that his identity was not simple.

Cang Yang didn't come. He has been cultivating since last night, and he didn't come out today because he wanted to practice.

But everyone understood that Senior Brother Cangyang knew that his status was inferior to others, so he practiced harder.

It's just that they felt that although Senior Brother Cang was good, no matter what, he couldn't compare to this man.

"The person who wears black sect clothing with the sun and moon gold thread embroidered on it is from the Baiyang Sect. The Baiyang Sect is a Qiliu sect, and its strength is superior among the Qiliu sects. There are five strong spirits in the sect. The one with 30,000 disciples. The one over there wearing the red sect costume with bamboo leaves embroidered on it is from the Sifang Hall, and it is the Sixth Stream Sect..."

Next to Mu Wushuang was the old butler of the city lord's mansion. Tang Yuan specially asked him to come over to let Mu Wushuang and the others know the sects who came to the county town.

And in this grand auction, many forces will come, so this is the best opportunity to learn about other sect forces.

The old housekeeper has lived in Fuliu County for a hundred years, and he knows the various sects in the west best, from the second-class sects to the seventh-class sects, all of which are familiar.

Mu Wushuang had the confidence to defeat the Dragon Tooth Sect and make the Qingyun Sword Sect a Qiliu sect, so it was very necessary to understand other sect forces.

She listened very carefully, and she never forgot the costumes and strengths of each sect, and she remembered it clearly.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the old butler gave a startled sound, pointed to the two beautiful women sitting in the front row and said:

"Isn't that a disciple of Guiyuan Sect?"

"Guiyuan Sect?!"

Wujizi was surprised for a moment, stood up, and looked down. In the front row of the hall on the first floor, there were indeed two beautiful women sitting there standing out from the crowd.

Many people cast surprised glances at them, because almost no one did not know the clothes of the disciples of the first-class sects.

And these two young women were wearing the clothes of inner disciples of Guiyuan Sect.

Mu Wushuang stared at the irises embroidered on the corners of the woman's white clothes, inexplicably familiar in her mind, but she remembered clearly that she had never seen the costumes of the Guiyuan Sect disciples.

She looked at Long Moshen subconsciously, his eyes were obscure, his face was expressionless, he noticed her gaze, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

But she knew, or in other words, everyone in the whole continent knew that the stepmother of Long Moshen, the young emperor of Qinglong Shrine, was a member of the Guiyuan Sect.

Guiyuanzong was his stepmother's natal family, and his current headmaster was his stepmother's elder brother.

Without this stepmother, his mother-in-law would not have passed away as soon as she gave birth. Many gossips said that the death of the saint first and then the death was caused by the cooperation of the saint emperor and his stepmother.

Mu Wushuang doesn't know if it's true or not, but there's no wind and no waves. He probably hates Guiyuan Sect, right?

"Why are the disciples of Guiyuan Sect here?"

A younger brother was surprised.

Because although Fuliu County was large, it was only a remote city in the west. Compared with the cities where the first-class sects were located, it was not worth mentioning at all.

The biggest sect here is nothing but the second-rate sect called Wuya Sect.

What is going to be held in Fuliu County is the competition between the seventh-class sect and the sixth-class sect, how can it attract the disciples of the first-class sect?

The old butler was also curious, and he guessed: "It's probably the things that were auctioned at this auction that caught the attention of the first-class sects."

Mu Wushuang flipped through the list of auction items in his hand, but did not see any auction items that could attract first-class sects.

Long Moshen said at this time: "Someone temporarily sent a photo of the eighth-order medicinal pill."

"Eighth-order pills!"

The old housekeeper Wujizi and a few juniors were stunned. There have been no eighth-order alchemists in each continent for five or six thousand years. Where is there any eighth-order pills in this world.

Could it be that a seventh-order alchemist has advanced? ?

Wujizi said in surprise: "Where did the eighth-order medicinal pill come from? Could it be that the most famous ghost hand pill king in recent years has broken through again?"

Why use the word "you", because this "Ghost Hand Alchemy King" is a ghost alchemist who has suddenly risen in the past ten years. In just over ten years, it has reached such a height, I don't know how many people's eyeballs are stunned!

This "Ghost Hand Pill King", but the hottest alchemist in the alchemy world, is known as the most likely to break through the eighth-order or even the legendary ninth-order alchemist.

Mu Wushuang noticed that when the master mentioned "Ghost Hand Pill King", Long Moshen glanced at her with a complicated look.