My Little Mom is the Richest

Pulled by Duan Tiantian, Mu Qiu and the others arrived at the grandfather's house.

Seeing that they came back safely, the old couple were very happy and kept asking them to sit in the house.

In order to welcome them, the old lady exchanged a few pleasantries and went to the kitchen to prepare wine and food.

The old man had a great time chatting with them, as if he had endless things to say.

They stayed overnight at the old man's house, and they were ready to hit the road early the next morning.

But when she walked to the door, Mu Qiu suddenly froze. There was still something she had not done!

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

"Son? What son?" The old man was immediately confused by Mu Qiu's words and looked at his face with confusion.

Mu Qiu was stunned. She didn't even remember what she had asked her to do? No matter how old you are, you can't forget something as important as your son's body!

A thought flashed through Mu Qiu's mind, and he blurted out: "You are not grandpa, and you are not real either."

The old man's question made him enlightened. He finally figured it out. The strange thing about him was that he didn't look like himself.

Combined with the situation of the old man, it means that they are all fake.

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

The next second, Mu Qiu fell into chaos again, and she also returned to her light and airy state, floating in mid-air.

Seeing this, Mu Qiu grinned, "It's too childish to try to deceive me like this."

Following Mu Qiu's performance, the surroundings changed again, and this time his jaw almost dropped in surprise.

What was displayed in front of him at this time was no longer the empty hall and strange human figures, but a magnificent palace.

You must know that Mu Qiu, as the son of Jun Riyue and the eldest young master in the world, has never seen any kind of palace, but he has to admit that this place is even more gorgeous.

"I've never seen the world!" A contemptuous voice sounded, and Mu Qiu's eyes widened. This was the first time someone said that he had never seen the world.

"I've seen more of the world than you take." Mu Qiu said, feeling unhappy and pushed back.

"Little baby, your tone is quite loud, but it suits me exactly." The contemptuous voice became cheerful.

"Who are you? If you have the ability to speak out, why should you be timid?" Mu Qiu looked around but couldn't find the person speaking, and she was quite curious.

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

There was a vague shadow, as if the figure could be dispersed with a wave of his hand.

"I am here to inherit the inheritance of the Witch God. Are you the Witch God or the inheritance?"

Regarding this illusory little thing, Mu Qiu had an indescribable feeling in her heart. Anyway, she didn't feel that he was what she was looking for.

That figure was very smart. He 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 the eyes suddenly became clearer, and then became misty again.

"It's really too presumptuous. I am the spirit of the Witch God, carrying all of the Witch God's cultivation and knowledge. How dare you look down on me." ,,.