Close the door, let the devil out

Shen Xin who was still sleeping unconscious was very puzzled.

If the woman was dead, it would be natural for her to be poisoned by a knife, but Jin Minmin assured that the poison had already been removed, and it stands to reason that she should have woken up early.

It's easy to forget many things in 1000 years, but once you get in touch with them again, you can slowly remember them, and the buddy Shen Xin is the brother in Qin Mu's subconscious mind who can use both sides. Seeing him like this makes me feel uncomfortable at all.

If he still has the power of creation in the Milan world, the light power that can expel any discomfort and pain, wouldn't he be powerless now?

While Qin Mu was thinking wildly, the old man of the Shen family walked into Shen Xin's room.

Qin Mu hurriedly greeted, "Master."

The two families are on good terms, and Qin Mu is well-behaved and smart, and his mouth is not only sweet but also sharp. Mr. Shen likes him very much, worrying that Shen Xin's sad face has also faded a lot.

"Amu hasn't been here for a long time, but I can't treat you properly today."

Qin Mu quickly waved his hands, "What you said, you treat me as an outsider, don't you, I feel guilty for not being helpful."

Old Master Shen smiled, looked at Qin Mu who was alive and kicking in front of him, and couldn't help sighing, "It's not easy for you, go back quickly."

Qin Mu looked at the old man strangely, finally raised a smile, and said with some regret, "Okay, I'll come and see him tomorrow."

He was full of questions and was in a hurry to ask, so he greeted politely and left.

After Qin Mu left, Jin Minmin looked at old man Shen's gloomy face, and called out worriedly, "Grandpa Shen." Obviously, old man Shen had thought of something bad, so he let out a breath, looked up at Jin Minmin and asked, "You When will Master come?"

"Two days later."

The old man nodded, looking at Shen Xin on the bed full of anxiety, "I hope it will be in time." He seemed to have thought of something, and ordered to the door: "Go and inform the Qin family, and say that Master Miaoxu will arrive in two days."

A respectful voice came from the door immediately, "Yes."

When Young Master Qin returned to the Qin family's mansion by taxi, he happened to see the housekeeper, rolled his eyes, and stopped, "Uncle Li, bring a cup of black tea to my study."

"Okay, master." The housekeeper replied with a smile.

Walking into the study, Qin Mu took out the sickle around his neck and shook it with the string, "Hey, I'll come out later, I have something to ask you."

Immediately, the surface of the sickle glowed purple, which was considered a promise.

So when the butler uncle arrived with a teacup, he immediately turned into a pervert.

He stretched, and sat down on the desk. With that honor, he put one leg on the other knee in a self-important manner, which made Qin Mu's face twitch.

But he didn't intend to change the subject, he stared directly at the eyes of the Doom Scythe and asked, "Where is Parians?"

I knew you would ask this, the Scythe of Destruction shrugged with Uncle Li's old skin, "You don't even know, how do I know?"

"You told me he was coming!" Qin Mu slapped the table.

"So, I only know that he is here, but I don't know where he is. It's normal. The laws of the Milan world don't apply on Earth at all." Destruction Scythe took a sip of the cup of black tea, narrowing his eyes rather Enjoy, obviously he is quite satisfied with Uncle Butler's craftsmanship.

Turning around and seeing Qin Mu's deathly silence and vicious look in his eyes, he realized that he was a little too much, coughed and said, "Don't look at me with that look, well, to be honest, although I feel It's not his correct location, but the power gathered by the Seven Families is going...to the west, um, to the west."

Qin Mu frowned, the west can extend far, Central Asia, West Asia...even Europe, the place is too big.

"Oh, don't worry, the first thing that guy came here is definitely to look for you, maybe tomorrow." Destroyer Scythe comforted without sincerity, and said in a blink of an eye, "Little brat, when will you give me one?" Delicious soul and body, this guy is too old, uh, in fact, that Shen Xin is really good, although he has already attracted people's attention, but it's a piece of cake for me. One point, and I can bend perfectly."

The Scythe of Destruction beautifully described the future.

However, when Qin Mu heard this, he immediately pulled him by the collar and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Shen Xin? Who is following him? Can you get rid of the...evil energy in his body?"

The Scythe of Destruction blinked, stretched out its hand and released it from Qin Mu's hand, and sneered, "Hey, you care about him so much, aren't you afraid that Parians will be jealous? The Demon King moved his hands, tsk tsk, even more crisply."

Qin Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, what is this!Glaring at him fiercely, he warned: "Don't interrupt, serious, can you save me?"

"Oh, do you think I can do it? You've heard that the incarnation of evil, the magical weapon that gathers the power to destroy the world, can save people? Maybe you should ask the divine weapon of the god king...Okay, okay, don't look at me like that To remind you, I can't, but His Majesty the Lord Demon King can definitely do it, any dark creature can only surrender in front of him, and has no way to resist."

Of course, including him.

Really boring, the sickle is awkward and jealous.

So in the final analysis, we still have to wait for Parian, who arrived late, Qin Mu was really entangled.

And at the London airport, an oriental beauty in white got on the plane surrounded by several handsome British gentlemen.

The author has something to say: here comes the update, if there are no accidents, we should be able to meet in the next chapter, uh, yes.

Obviously, there is no problem in WORD at all, but copying and pasting it here will cause garbled characters... I'm sorry everyone!

By the way, catch the worm and make a fake change

Miaoxu Zhenren and the brother next door

Qin Mu felt very strange today. When he walked down the stairs with a yawn, his footsteps stopped immediately. He actually saw his mother sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea!So he glanced at the big clock on the wall, it's ten o'clock, shouldn't the busy mayor sit in his office and deal with government affairs?

Qin Mu was a little afraid to go down. After staying here for more than a week, he had almost figured out his mother's temper. He was not used to all kinds of bad habits of his own. Often when he looked at him coldly, he would be shocked instantly.

It only took one day for him to remember, thinking that he, Young Master Qin, was not afraid of anything, even if the devil stood in front of him, he had never had stage fright, but now he was overwhelmed by his mother's aura, it would be embarrassing to say it.

However, losing face is a small matter, and being caught and executed with a sharp knife is a big deal, so it is wiser to turn around and sneak back to the room.

After an hour, the mayor should go to the office, right?

He tiptoed up the stairs like a thief, but before reaching the stairs, a faint voice came from the living room.

"Wake up and come down."

Qin Mu's body froze, his eyes rolled vigorously, and finally he showed a bitter face, turned his head silently, and walked downstairs with his mouth pursed, ready to listen to his mother's diligent teaching.

"Uncle Li, bring Mumu breakfast." The mayor put down his teacup and ordered to the butler uncle.

"Okay, ma'am."

Qin Mu originally wanted to say that he would just skip eating and continue with lunch, but obviously he didn't dare.

So the hall was quiet, and even the servants didn't come to the hostess. Qin Mu sat on the sofa and moved his butt carefully, and glanced at his mother. The latter didn't look at him at all, so he couldn't help grinning. Grinning, the weird atmosphere makes him very uncomfortable. It should have been adjusted by the head of the Qin family...

"Mom, where did Dad go?"

Sitting in Father Qin's position, there is no need to keep an eye on the operation of the group all the time. Usually, he is required to control the direction only when making major decisions, and now he usually brings Qin Mu along for such matters.

"Going to pick up someone." Mrs. Qin said.

At this time, the butler uncle served breakfast and put it in front of Qin Mu, "Master, let's fill up on these first, and we'll have lunch soon."

In front of him was an exquisite pastry. Qin Mu took a sip, it was neither sweet nor bland, it melted in the mouth, it was very delicious, the man smiled and frowned, looking extremely satisfied.

Mrs. Qin saw the childlike expression on her son's handsome face, not only did she bend her lips, but a faint smile appeared in her serious eyes.

With food, Qin Mu stopped being awkward, licked the corners of his mouth, looked at his mother with sparkling eyes, and asked rather coquettishly, "Who is Dad going to pick up? Is there a guest later?"

There are not many people who can let the head of the Qin family go to pick them up in person. What big shots?

Mrs. Qin saw a little crumbs hanging from her son's mouth, and was about to reach out to wipe it off for Qin Mu, but found that she had already handed over the paper towel by the table.

"Thanks, Mom." Qin Mu took it and wiped his mouth.

I don't know why Mrs. Qin felt a little regretful, but she just nodded because of her strict and disciplined tutor, "He is a remarkable person, and you have seen him when you were young."

So Qin Mu immediately stopped thinking about it, and forgot everything about growing up, let alone being a child.

After a while, the butler uncle strode towards the door and brought the guests in with a smile.

With the spoon in his mouth, Qin Mu stared curiously at the person who asked his father to pick him up.

"Renren Miaoxu, I'm really sorry, I would trouble you to go there yourself." Parent Qin's thick voice was a little excited, which was different from the usual subtle sense of indifference and inability to hear emotions when facing outsiders. It's too much respect, more nervous than seeing the old man.

Qin Mu found it interesting, and the name sounded familiar... By the way, Shen Xin's distant cousin, what's the name of the master seems to be this.

When Qin Mu rolled his eyes and stretched his neck to look around, Mrs. Qin, who was dressed in delicate makeup, stood up.