Dark Beast Summoner

Mu Wushuang was a little puzzled by his eyes, and she didn't know the famous Ghost Hand Pill King.

"It's definitely not the eighth-order elixir that the Ghost Hand Pill King sent for auction!" The old butler suddenly pointed to a place with excitement and said, "If he refines the eighth-order elixir, how could he come to this small place to bid? Moreover, you see, the Ghost Hand Pill King actually came in person!"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the old butler in surprise. At the gate, a gentle and elegant middle-aged man walked in slowly.

The traces of the years on his face are not obvious, and the handsomeness of his youth can still be seen on his face. The years have only added calmness and majesty to him, as well as a warm and friendly atmosphere that is hard to ignore.

Mu Wushuang glanced at his face a few more times, feeling a sense of intimacy in her heart, but this feeling disappeared immediately after she saw a man and a woman behind him, and she turned her eyes away with a frown.

"The pair of golden boys and girls behind the Ghost Hand Pill King is his daughter, Yun Wan'er, and the grandson of the deputy head of the Guangming Sect, named Ma Wenhao. The place where there are many outstanding disciples of the divine religion, not to mention the identity, is also the dragon and the phoenix among the people!"

The old butler said excitedly.

He didn't expect to see people from two first-class sects come to their auction in Fuliu County today.

But after Mu Wushuang heard his words, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise - is Yun Wan'er the daughter of the Ghost Hand Pill King?

Doesn't that mean that the Ghost Hand Pill King is Mu Yuanhong, the biological father of her body?

Long Mo deeply held her cool hand and nodded to her almost invisible. They understood each other's meaning from their eyes without saying anything.

Mu Wushuang forgot to take out his hand and looked into the hall, his eyes moving with the middle-aged man.

No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

It's no wonder that after the master mentioned the four words "Ghost Hand Pill King" before, Long Mo looked at her with complicated eyes. It turned out to be this relationship.

She watched Yun Wan'er put Mu Yuanhong's hand kindly, and she didn't know what to say, which made Mu Yuanhong smile, and fondly stroked Yun Wan'er's hair.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Wushuang's mouth - he could spoil an adopted daughter so much, why did he keep his own children on the low-level continent and ignore them?

It's ridiculous.

She still remembered what Xiaozhu Xiaoque said. Mu Yuanhong's father, Mu Guobang, in the low-level mainland, didn't know the life and death of his son and daughter-in-law. He searched for their whereabouts for more than ten years. The only hope in life is to find them.

Unexpectedly, he was so prosperous in the high-level continent, because she thought they were in a bad situation before.

Mu Wushuang didn't want to look any more, and looked away coldly.

Xiaoxuanxi is very sensitive to her mother's emotional changes. He doesn't know why her mother is angry, so he can only bury his head in his mother's arms, and then stretch out his small hand from his armpit to pat her on the back.

"Good mother."

Learn the tone of her coaxing him.

Mu Wushuang couldn't help laughing, and kissed the baby's caring son's forehead.

Only then did she notice that one of her hands was tightly held by Long Moshen, his body temperature was not high, but there was a hint of warmth.

Both father and son were comforting her in their own way, and her uneasy emotions were quickly calmed down.

In fact, she has nothing to be angry with. After all, she is not the original body, and she has no desire for family affection. If there is no expectation, there will be no disappointment, she is just a little angry.

She didn't even think about having any interaction with them, and she didn't want to go to recognize her relatives.

So, it doesn't matter.

"I'm fine."

She said softly to Long Moshen.

At the end, the sentence "Uncle Emperor" was added.

The connection is - "I'm fine, Uncle."

Long Mo moved his throat deeply, squeezed her weak and boneless fingers, and smiled at her.

He likes to hear her call him Uncle Huang affectionately in a gentle voice.

Mu Wushuang's cheeks were hot, and he pulled his hand back.

The master and the old housekeeper paid attention to the movement in the hall, but did not notice the little movements between them.

Next, because many people recognized Mu Yuanhong's identity, they all stood up and offered his seat.

There are only a handful of alchemists in the entire continent, not to mention that he is the most talented alchemist who has the most hope of being promoted to the 8th or even 9th rank alchemists.

Powerful alchemists are always respected and sought after.

Mu Yuanhong and Yun Wan'er came here overnight. They just arrived. The VIP room is long gone, but many people are willing to vacate the VIP room to sell their feelings.

Yun Wan'er naturally didn't want to be crowded into the same hall with the people from the small sects. Mu Yuanhong didn't want to go to the VIP room, but when he saw that his daughter was not very happy, in order to make her happy, he chose the best VIP. room, and then handed out a seventh-order medicinal pill that could not be bought in the market.

"My God! Seventh-order medicinal pills!"

The person who got the medicine pill was so excited that he was going crazy.

Others were even more jealous.

"Hillbilly!"

The bright and arrogant Yun Wan'er sneered in her heart and followed her father into the VIP room on the second floor.

"I'm so envious."

Wujizi sighed.

That is a seventh-order medicinal pill. Even a seventh-order alchemist would spend a lot of energy to refine a seventh-order medicinal pill.

Therefore, it is difficult to buy the seventh-order medicinal pills, unless you go to the seventh-rank alchemist to book the medicinal pills.

Mu Wushuang said indifferently: "Your apprentice, I am now a fifth-order alchemist, and I am only two steps away from the seventh-order. Master, can you be envious of outsiders?"

Wujizi was amazed: "Good boy, aren't you a fourth-order alchemist? When is the fifth-order?"

The old housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion and Mu Wushuang's juniors were even more shocked!

Fifth-order alchemist!

Such a young fifth-order alchemist?

She is only twenty years old!

If it is true, I am afraid that there is no one before and no one to come!

Mu Wushuang nodded, and took out a few bottles of fifth-order medicinal herbs, and everyone who saw it generously gave a bottle.

In each bottle, there are at least ten fifth-order medicinal pills.

When they got the elixir, everyone finally believed that she was really a fifth-order alchemist!

Wujizi was so happy that his eyes narrowed so much that he couldn't see, and he smiled so brightly.

"My apprentice, what a genius! He is even more powerful than the Ghost Hand Pill King! He was in his thirties when he became a fifth-order alchemist! He is still the most powerful apprentice of mine!"

Mu Wushuang hooked his lips: "Of course."

She must be able to become a ninth-order alchemist earlier than Mu Yuanhong, just wait!

"Senior Sister is too good! Our Qingyun Sword Sect will definitely become stronger under the leadership of Senior Sister!"

"Yes! The elder sister is the lucky star of our Qingyun Sword Sect! I didn't expect that the elder sister is a genius alchemist, even better than the ghost hand alchemy king!"

The disciples touted the Dao, but the words were all from the bottom of the heart.

The old butler got the medicine pill and praised: "My wife is the youngest alchemist I have ever met. With my wife's accomplishments, it is no problem to surpass the Ghost Hand Pill King in the future."

Hearing the compliments, Mu Wushuang felt at ease, a few bottles of medicinal herbs were really not for nothing, of course she was much better than that scumbag!

As for the phrase "Mrs." or something, she thought she didn't hear it.