My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

Pulled by Duan Tiantian, Mu Qiu and his party came to the grandfather's house.

Seeing them come back safely, the old couple were very happy, and kept asking them to sit in the room.

In order to clean up the dust for them, the grandmother greeted a few words and went to the kitchen to prepare wine and food.

The old man took them to talk and talk, as if there were endless words.

Stayed at the old man's house at night, and they were only ready to go on the road early the next morning.

But when she walked to the door, Mu Qiu was stunned, there was still something she didn't do!

"Grandpa, we brought your son back for you." Mu Qiu suddenly turned around and said.

"Son? What son?" The old man was stunned by Mu Qiu's words, looking at him with a face full of confusion.

Mu Qiu was stunned, can't remember what she asked? No matter how old you are, it is impossible to forget such an important thing as your son's bones!

A thought flashed through Mu Qiu's mind, and he blurted out: "You are not grandpa, neither are you real."

The old grandfather's question made him start, and he finally figured it out. The weird thing about everyone is that they don't look like him.

In combination with Grandpa's situation, it means that they are all fake.

And just after Mu Qiu uttered these words, everything changed, and everyone and the scene became fragmented.

In the next second, Mu Qiu fell into the chaos again, and he also recovered to his light and fluttering state, floating in the air.

Seeing this, Mu Qiu grinned, "This way I want to fool me, is it too pediatric?"

Following Mu Qiu's performance, the surroundings changed again, and this time he was about to drop his chin in surprise.

What appeared before him at this time was no longer the empty hall and weird human figures, but a magnificent palace.

You know what kind of palace Mu Qiu, as Jun Riyue's son, the eldest young master in the world, has never seen before, but he has to admit that it is even more gorgeous.

"I haven't seen the world!" A contemptuous voice sounded, and Mu Qiu's eyes widened. It was the first time someone said that he had never seen the world.

"The world that Laozi has seen is more than the salt grains you eat." Mu Qiu was upset in her heart and went back.

"Little baby, the tone is quite loud, but it is just what I like." The contemptuous voice became cheerful.

"Who the hell are you? What is it to be able to speak out and fearful?" Mu Qiu looked around and couldn't find the person who spoke, she was quite curious in her heart.

"Didn't you come to me? You even asked who I am." As the voice remembered, a misty figure appeared in front of Mu Qiu.

Vaguely shadowed, as if he could disperse the figure with a wave of his hand.

"I'm here to inherit the inheritance of the witch god, are you a witch god or an inheritance?"

Mu Qiu felt an indescribable feeling about this illusory little thing, because he didn't think he was looking for it anyway.

That figure was very clever, and immediately understood the sarcasm in Mu Qiu's words, and rolled his eyes directly at him.

However, in Mu Qiu's view, it was just that the position of his eyes suddenly became clearer, and then became illusory again.

"It's too presumptuous. I am transformed by the spirit of the witch god, carrying all the cultivation base and knowledge of the witch god, you dare to look down on me."

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