My Little Mom is the Richest

Although it is not a sunny day here, it is not a dark night either.

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

"These two guys are probably the masters of the hidden sect now."

Little aunt Jun Xian'er spoke slowly.

"Hidden faction?" Although this term can basically be used as the name suggests for the two guys just now, Mu Qiu still can't figure out the true meaning.

"The Hidden School, of course, as the name suggests, they are better at hiding themselves, doing assassination or infiltrating work, so they are called the Hidden School by us. You should have guessed the few of the Hidden School, the Seven Sins, Jiuyou, and the triple gate, "

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

"Since the triple gate can be accelerated, and Jiuyou can hide its own figure, then the Seven Sins, can't it also be invisible?"

"The seven crimes, they can actually be said to be the most mysterious family. Before the arrival of the information age in the 21st century, the isolation between our ancient martial arts world and the outside world was not as severe as it is now, and the seven crimes, 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 sent out the most powerful assassins, 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 feature the biggest advantage?

"But I can say that the most frequently used identity of a criminal is, a magician."

This can be said, the identity of a magician can completely complete the actions he makes.

Soon, the figures of the two people off the field appeared in the air again as if they had suddenly appeared.

"Heh, old man, it's been so long, are you still eating all kinds of tricks?"

There was no disturbance in the field.

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

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

Of course, this kind of trick can't fool Mu Qiu, this trick is too obvious.

But Mu Qiu also saw that what happened this time was extraordinary.

One must 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 unanimous ancient martial arts conference at all.

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

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

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

"Eldest nephew, you feel it too?"

Jun Xian'er nodded helplessly. This kind of ancient martial arts conference is not in line with the rules no matter how you say it. And when this kind of thing happens, the guy who maintains the most order doesn't go after this heavy-handed machine. The source of power, on the contrary, is to unilaterally maintain the so-called "rules". No matter how you look at it, it is really problematic.

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

"Heh," Zhongmenji seemed to have finally found his opponent, panting as he looked at the comparable sin in front of him.

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

"You're not bad, you're on par with what I was back then,"

Mu Qiu is already indifferent to these trash talk, who knows if this is another bigger situation.

But now one is that one cannot take it lightly, and the other is that one must not lose one's composure.

The current situation is indeed not good for them. Just as Mu Qiu's little aunt Jun Xian'er said, there is definitely something wrong with the current situation, and it will not be as simple as an arrogant narcissist.

Then there is no way, just wait and see.

The current time is still barely sufficient, it is about 1:30 in the morning.

And Jun Riyue and Mu Huangquan who were asleep at home would never be able to notice their absence.

So now it can only be resolved quickly, and no 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 make rash advances.

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

The cheap voice of the system once again emerged in Mu Qiu's mind.

"This rule is just like this, but think about it, if you go down and beat that ugly guy to death, then there will be no such rule!"

The sound of the system is very happy, completely a standard appearance of nothing to do with oneself.

But when he said this, it seemed that he really reminded Mu Qiu.

If you go straight down and beat him to death, then nothing will happen, right?

Why waste time here.

"I said little aunt, I think it's fine, don't stop me, I'll go down and beat him to death right now, don't worry, it's absolutely reliable, I guarantee that we won't go home on time for anything."

Mu Qiu slapped himself on the head and almost scolded himself.

That's right, what is it if it's not an idiot?

Jun Xian'er knew what Mu Qiu was thinking.

"Are you sure you will win? This place is no different than outside. Here, especially on this kind of stage, there is no legal restriction. It is impossible for him to show mercy."

Although Jun Xian'er knows that Mu Qiu's strength is not bad, but this is the ancient martial arts world where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are, after all, there are countless guys who die because of challenges or confrontations every year.

Can Mu Qiu complete this task? !

Jun Xian'er's heart also lifted.

The beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows are slightly frowned, as if there are all kinds of amorous feelings hidden in this world. . ,,.