My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

Although it's not a sunny weather, it's not a dark night either.

But these two people disappeared in front of them so suddenly?

"These two guys are probably the masters of the reclusive faction now."

Aunt Jun Xian'er said slowly.

"Hidden faction?" Although the term was basically just like the name suggests on the two guys just now, Mu Qiu still couldn't figure out the true meaning of it.

"The hermits, of course, can be just as the name suggests, that is, they are better at hiding themselves, assassinating or sneaking in, so we call them the hermits. You should have guessed the few of the hermits, seven sins, Jiuyou, and the triple door,"

Mu Qiu nodded, this was not much different from his guess, and it probably meant the same thing.

"Since the triple gate can speed up, and Jiuyou can hide his figure, then this seven sins, isn't it also invisible or something?"

"These seven sins, they can actually be said to be the most mysterious family. Before the arrival of the information age in the 21st century, the isolation of our ancient martial arts world from the outside world was not as severe as it is now, and the seven sins, probably It is the family with the most frequent contacts with the outside world. From the Tang Dynasty to the Republic of China, they all have the most powerful assassins sent abroad, but their family skills are actually not well known to the outside world, because their family is the most powerful. The ability is probably, there is no specific ability."

What's the meaning? Is no characteristic the biggest advantage?

"But I can say that the identity most frequently used by sinners outside is, magician."

This makes sense, the identity of a magician can be used for all his actions.

Soon the bodies of the two people off the court appeared in the air again as if they had suddenly appeared.

"Heh, old man, so long has passed, are you still eating it all over the sky with one trick?"

There was no turmoil in the field.

It's just that the heart of the thin old man in front of the heavy door machine has been pierced by the heavy door machine.

The young man next to him is almost about to jump up. Is this the end of the duel?

Of course, Mu Qiu couldn't be fooled by such a trick. This blindfold was too obvious.

But Mu Qiu also saw that this time things were extraordinary.

You know that his little aunt Jun Xian'er is no ordinary person.

The yin and yang jade in her body is something that everyone dreams of.

In other words, this may not be an ancient martial arts meeting unanimously at all.

The purpose is just to call her little aunt Jun Xian'er over.

Although this sounds really just some kind of conspiracy theory, it is indeed something that Mu Qiu has to consider.

Could it be said that they didn't even notice such a big thing?

"My nephew, do you feel it too?"

Jun Xian'er nodded helplessly. This form of the ancient martial arts conference, no matter what, is not in line with the rules, and when this kind of thing occurs, the guy who is the most orderly defender actually does not track down this heavy door machine. The source of power, on the contrary, is to unilaterally maintain the so-called "rules", which is really problematic no matter how you look at it.

And the battle between the heavy door machine and the sinner on the court is gradually getting better, and the guys on both sides are not fuel-efficient lamps, and it is absolutely worthwhile to hurt each other.

"Heh," the heavy door machine seemed to have finally found an opponent, panting and staring at the similar sins in front of him.

"Old thing, I didn't expect that after so many years, your technique will still change a little..."

"You're not bad, you can compete with what I was back then,"

Mu Qiu was already indifferent to these trash talks, who knows if this is another bigger game.

But now, one must not be taken lightly, and the other must not be lethargic.

The current situation is indeed unfavorable to them. As Mu Qiu's little aunt Jun Xian'er said, there is absolutely a problem with the current situation. It will not be as simple as a arrogant narcissism.

Then there is no way, just wait and see the changes.

The time is still barely abundant, about half past one in the morning.

But Jun Riyue and Mu Huangquan, who were sleeping at home, could never detect their absence.

So now we can only make quick decisions, and no more mistakes can be made.

But the current situation is really embarrassing, because of the existence of the so-called rules, both Jun Xian'er and Mu Qiu are a little hesitant and dare not enter.

"I said Master Mu, why are you so unconfident this time?"|

The silly voice of the system once again surfaced in Mu Qiu's mind.

"This rule is just like this, but if you think about it, if you go down and directly hammer that ugly force, then there will be no such rule or anything!"

The system's voice is very happy, it's completely a standard irrelevant appearance.

But when he said this, it seemed to remind Mu Qiu.

If you just go down and hammer him to death, nothing will happen, right?

Why waste time here.

"I said little aunt, I think it's fine, don't stop me, I will go down and hammer him to death, rest assured, absolutely reliable, to ensure that we can not go home on time for anything."

Mu Qiu patted her head and almost scolded herself.

Yeah, this is not a fool. What is it?

Jun Xian'er knew what Mu Qiu was thinking.

"Do you have something to win? This is no better than the outside. Here, especially on this stage, there is no legal restriction. It is impossible for him to show mercy."

Although Jun Xian'er knew that Mu Qiu's strength was not bad, after all, this was the ancient martial world where the dragon and the tiger were hidden.

Can Mu Qiu accomplish this task? !

Jun Xian'er's heart was also raised.

The beautiful willow leaves frowned slightly, as if hidden in this world. ,, ..

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