In Suhang and Lanling Bar, Qingcheng Wuhua looked at the man beside her with an angry expression and said: "Boss Mu, is this really feasible? Why did you ask me to give the Murong family one more day? Directly.

It’s not enough to kill all the Murong family! What else are you going to do with all this effort?”

The eldest son of the Mu family, Mu Tian, ​​hugged each other with a proud smile on his face and said: "Brother Qingcheng, you don't understand this! What use do we need from a small Murong family? Now that we have come out, let's do it

A big sum can swallow up the entire Chinese martial arts world. It is said that Longmen and Xiaoyao Villa have existed for thousands of years. The wealth of a thousand years is not comparable to that of the Murong family. We are going to use the Murong family to knock down the mountain and shake the tiger. I believe

I want to see who else in the entire Chinese cultivation world dares to stand up against our Mu family and Qingcheng family!"

"Okay, it turns out that Boss Mu has the world in mind! In that case, it's time for a drink!" Qingcheng Wuhua laughed, raised the glass in his hand, and drank heavily.

Mu Tian smiled gloomily and said: "Brother Qingcheng, as long as we finish this job, who else in the family will be able to oppose us. You will be in charge of the Qingcheng family, and I will be in charge of the Mu family. If the two families join forces,

Sweep the hermit family!"

"That's right, then I will rely on you a lot from now on, Boss Mu!" Qingcheng Wuhua said with a smile.

Mu Tianyi waved his hand and said: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk, we rely on each other.!"

Saying that, Mu Tian pulled the charming girl next to him, kissed her hard, and then said with a smile: "We still have to thank that guy Xuanyuan Haoming. If it weren't for him, those old guys from the Xuanyuan family wouldn't be able to

We are in seclusion to heal his injuries, how can we have a chance to come out!"

Qingcheng Wuhua said bitterly: "Those old guys from the Xuanyuan family are just hateful. What a bullshit law that the hermit family cannot live in the world. It's just bullshit. Look at how good the real world is, with lavish money and beauties at your fingertips. It's better than being in seclusion every day.

Cultivation is much more interesting!”

"That's true, but no one can offend those old guys." Mu Tian lowered his voice and said bitterly: "It is said that the Xuanyuan family now has a heaven-level master, who is awesome. It is better not to offend him as much as possible!"

"Tianjie!" Qingcheng Wuhua shouted loudly, and a mouthful of wine spurted out from her fearful mouth.

"What are you shouting for? You are shouting!" Mu Tian's face suddenly became ugly.

Qingcheng Wuhua immediately lowered his voice and said in disbelief: "Boss Mu, don't tease me, is there really a heavenly level in this world? The Huang level is a grand master, the Xuan level is an innate grand master, and the earth level is a golden elixir. Once

When you enter the golden elixir stage, you have to go through a heavenly tribulation. Only those who can survive the ninth heavenly tribulation are at the heavenly level. How can anyone in this world survive the ninth heavenly tribulation!"

"I don't know. It's not like you don't know the background of the Xuanyuan family. Who knows what will happen to the descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan?" Mu Tian muttered.

Qingcheng Wuhua thought for a while, then smiled helplessly and said: "That's right, there are gods behind people, so we can't do anything about it."

"The Xuanyuan family is just like Shaolin Wudang and Kunlun Kongtong. They cannot be provoked. Although the two bald donkeys in Shaolin are only one at the peak of Xuan level and one at the early stage of Earth level, but who knows how many heaven-level masters there are in the Bodhidharma Cave of Shaolin."

Mu Tian paused and suddenly laughed and said: "No, according to Buddhist rules, this kind of person should be called a person with great supernatural powers!"

"It is said that the Shaolin Enlightenment Zen Master passed away in Bodhidharma Cave three hundred years ago. That day there were nine thunders in the sky..." Qingcheng Wuhua obviously drank too much and said unscrupulously.

However, Mu Tian hissed and said: "Stop talking, these are the secrets of various sects. If it weren't for the support of gods and Buddhas behind them, do you think those people in Wanhua Palace and Shichahai can let Wudang Shaolin out?

Can you control the wind and rain?"

"That's right, they have backgrounds, and there's nothing we can do about it!"

"Hehe!" Mu Tian laughed evilly and said: "But the Xuanyuan family has offended Wanhua Palace this time. The old witch in Wanhua Palace is at least a peak earth-level cultivation level. If it weren't for the Xuanyuan family,

In terms of face, Xuanyuan Haoming must be a dead man!"

"Who told that boy to be so incompetent? He actually went to tease the young palace master of Wanhua Palace. He was just looking for death!" Qingcheng Wuhua said with a smile: "Not to mention that unlucky guy, Boss Mu, I heard that your second child has come out!

"

"Didn't your guy come out too?" Mu Tian sneered.

"He's lucky that we didn't kill him last time." Qingcheng Wuhua said a little depressed: "I don't know what kind of blessings this kid accumulated in his previous life. Everyone in the family has high hopes for him. I don't understand how he compares.

I am strong!"

Mu Tian quickly said: "That's right!" But at this moment, Mu Tian sneered in his heart: I'm afraid you guys can't even catch up with others.

"I must kill him next time! He is a cripple!" Qingcheng Wuhua said harshly.

"If you can't kill a cripple, wouldn't you be worse than a cripple!" A cold and stern voice suddenly sounded beside Mu Tian and Qingcheng Wuhua. Mu Hong sat down on the sofa unceremoniously and poured himself a glass of wine.

He smiled and said: "Brother, long time no see!"

Mu Tian glared at Mu Hong fiercely, but soon laughed: "Third brother, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

"Big brother can come, why can't I come?" Mu Hong sneered.

Qingcheng Wuhua was angry when she saw Mu Hong. Qingcheng Wuhua and Mu Tian belong to the same faction, while Mu Hong belongs to the same faction as Qingcheng Wushuang. The disagreement between them has been going on since they were teenagers, and almost everyone knows about it.

.Moreover, Mu Hong dealt with him many times for the sake of Qingcheng Wushuang. The memory of Qingcheng Wuhuadu is still fresh every time.

"Mu Hong, get up here. Do you, a bastard born from a cheap maid, deserve to sit with our two genuine young masters?" Qingcheng Wuhua said fiercely.

Mu Hong didn't say a word, but at the next moment, the cup in Mu Hong's hand was spinning. The Bloody Mary in the cup was like a bloody lotus spread out, and it flew directly into Qingcheng Wuhua's face. Qingcheng Wuhua was caught off guard and was hit.

His face smelled of blood.

"Some people have dirty mouths, let me wash them for them!" Mu Hong sneered.

The corner of Mu Tian's mouth twitched and he said: "You are so impudent, Mu Hong, you are trying to find trouble."

Mu Hong shrugged his shoulders fearlessly and said: "Mu Tian, ​​Qingcheng Wuhua, do you two losers just realize it? Third Young Master, I am here to cause trouble!"

"Uncle Nan, destroy him!"

Nan Bo, who was beside Qingcheng Wuhua, took action instantly, but what greeted him was not Mu Hong's action, but a dark shadow.

With a bang, the two of them collided together. Nan Bo was knocked away and a mouthful of blood spurted out. When Mu Hong saw this scene, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he said fiercely: "I didn't expect you to follow me."

This bastard has come out, no wonder he is so confident!"

"Young Master, you're all right!" Heiying said with a faint smile: "The Master asked me to follow the Third Young Master out, please don't be surprised, Young Master!"
Chapter completed!