The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying and Kui Qing rushed to the head of the sect.

She stood on one side, and secretly glanced at the people present.

These people walked lightly, and their breathing was well controlled. They could be identified as Lianjiazi at a glance, so they should not be underestimated.

Mu Changying felt a little apprehensive.

When all the people arrived, the door master glanced at the people present and asked them to allocate the wooden warehouse, "Let's go, the time is almost up."

After speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the car parked next to him.

Seeing this, the rest followed respectfully and boarded the rest of the vehicles, "Yes, door master."

Mu Changying was holding the wooden warehouse in his hand, rubbing it lightly with his fingertips.

Those eyes are unfathomable, dark like a bottomless pit, just looking at each other can be sucked into the endless abyss.

This wooden warehouse is not an ordinary style on the market, both in material and design, it is the latest model.

It seems that the Tianyin Sect has something related to military|fire.

act recklessly.

His eyes were full of coldness.

"Fu Yue, take the car with me." Kui Qing walked to a car behind the door owner, and opened the door in a gentlemanly manner.

Mu Changying raised his foot calmly as usual, walked forward, and replied, "Yeah."

In the crowd, seeing Kuiqing being so attentive, some people's eyes were filled with gossip.

A woman dressed in enchanting clothes, with a charming face and a seductive aura all over her body smiled, and her flaming red lips parted slightly, "Oh, I can't tell, Kui Qing has such a small mind?"

The number one capable person next to the head of the sect, Mr. Fu Yue, he also dared to make up his mind.

Not bad, it's really courageous.

"Stop gossiping." The man standing next to Lu Jin had gloomy eyes.

He grabbed Lu Jin's wrist and walked towards the car.

Being held by Jiang Zhi, his wrist hurts a bit from being pinched, and his skin turns red.

She giggled, "Take it easy."

"Whispering." Jiang Zhi's mouth was filled with distaste, but he relaxed a little, and the gloom in his eyes also dissipated a little.

Sitting in the car, Mu Changying secretly observed the disciples in the Tianyin Gate.

Putting away the eyes that fell on Jiang Zhi and Lu Jin, the hands on the thighs moved slightly.

There was a flash of thought in his eyes, and then he leaned on the seat, closed his eyes and meditated.

The sky outside is gray, and there is still drizzle in the sky. The hazy mist is always the most dangerous.

A group of people raised their vigilance and drove through the rugged mountain road before reaching a relatively flat path.

Mu Changying, who had her eyes closed tightly, has opened her eyes. She seems to be observing her surroundings, guarding against someone's sneak attack, but she is silently recording the route in her heart.

The car drove for several hours, turning around and turning around, before arriving at a sparsely populated pier.

The door owner held a cane in his hand, and still wore a mask on his face, making it difficult to see his facial expression clearly.

Beside him stood a few men holding umbrellas. Although they were not tall, they had a faint smell of blood, and it was obvious that there was a lot of blood on their hands.

After waiting for about half an hour, no one came, and the door owner didn't say a word.

The rest of the people beside him were not so calm. A man frowned tightly, "Bah, shit, is the other party coming yet? Little bastard, you are so late, could you be kidding us?" Bar?"

As he said that, he threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and crushed it with his feet in frustration.

The anger didn't decrease but increased, and he raised his foot and kicked the person next to him.

Lu Jin glanced at him with infinitely charming eyes, "Da Kun, don't be so irritable, why are you in a hurry? But it's only been half an hour, you can't wait?"

"Bah." Da Kun was not at all moved by Lu Jin's charm, spat a mouthful of saliva, and stood viciously on one side.