The Emperor Descending the Heavens

"Uncle Jin, what do you mean by this? Murphy, do you still think that the kid in the early days of the immortal, or our so many people's opponents?

After listening to Mu Jin's words, the posthumous boy said he didn't understand.

Obviously there are more than half of the late immortals in their side, why does his uncle Jin choose to give in?

Mu Jin's face sank suddenly when he heard such a questioning and unwillingness on his face.

"Master, sometimes, a strong man can't just look at the surface. Only then does the young man seem to be the bottom cultivator of the pre-immortal period, but it is very likely that the cultivator will be very high, or use some treasure to cover up the cult. It ’s not something we can provoke. In addition, do you know the origin of the bow and arrow in the other ’s hand? ”

"What is the reason, is it possible to return Xianbao?" Mu Xiaotian said with great care.

"It's not that simple as the fairy treasure? That's our floodland, one of the top ten fairy treasures of the ancient times, one of the top ten fairy treasures of ancient times, the bow of the setting sun!"

"What, what are you talking about?" After listening to what he said, the young boy finally changed his face, but with it came strong greed.

"It turned out to be one of the top ten ancient fairy treasures, boy. If Master Ben did not play with you today, Master Ben would not be surnamed Mu!"

As soon as Mu Jin heard what he said, he lingered a little, feeling vaguely uncomfortable.

"Master, what do you want?"

"Haha, why? Uncle Jin, do you think I'm Mu Xiaotian who is stepped on but not fight back? The kid is not very powerful? Master, let me know today, the consequences of offending me ... ... "

Mu Jin heard that, her brows could not help but tighten her subconscious.

But the posthumous boy Mu Xiaotian stopped paying attention to him, raised his hand and took out a pile of shaft-shaped jade bamboo slips from the storage ring. When the thought was moved, Qin Yu's portrait was branded in the shaft-shaped bamboo slips.

Later, other shaft-shaped jades were also branded in turn by him, and in the blink of an eye, a lot of them were branded.

Mujin looked at him, his brows frowned, and he stopped talking.

The character of the young master of his family is very clear. He is stubborn. If he decides, no one can stop him.

It is because of his character that his father is not assured of him, and specially sends him a guard at home to protect him at all times.

After a while, Mu Xiaotian, who had already imprinted a bunch of shaft-shaped jades, smiled with a smile on his face, bowed his head and thought, and waved at the three disciples behind him.

The three of them saw that there must be nothing good in their hearts, but despite being reluctant, they eventually came forward.

"Master Mu, what is it?"

The three questioned him tentatively, and after looking at each other subconsciously glanced at each other.

And all this, Mu Xiaotian, as if he had not seen it, threw a part of it into their hands.

"A few of you, go and sell these jade Janes for Master Ben, and declare to the outside that this is the whereabouts of the setting sun bow, um ... a jade Jan sells a hundred sublime fairy crystals!"

"Ah ... this is OK?" The three were shocked when they heard him.

"Why not?" Seeing their response, the posthumous young boy raised a brow at them, and asked with a deep voice.

"Ahem ... Brother Mu, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I just want to say that you're doing so high, it's too smart!"

"Haha, that's ..." After listening to their compliments, the posthumous teenagers were a joy inside.