Pulled by Duan Tiantian, Muqiu and his party came to the grandfather's house.

Seeing their safe return, the old couple were very happy and asked them to sit in the room.

In order to clean up the dust for them, the old lady exchanged greetings and went to the kitchen to prepare wine and food.

The old grandfather took them to talk happily, as if there were endless words.

They spent the night in the old man's house, and the next morning they were ready to go on the road.

But at the time of walking to the door, Mu Qiu suddenly froze, he still has something to do!

"Grandfather, we brought your son back for you." Mu Qiu suddenly turned back and said.

"Son? What son? " The old man is directly muddled by Mu Qiu, looking at the confusion on his face.

Mu Qiu is stunned, the thing that oneself entrusts does not remember? No matter how old you are, you can't forget such an important thing as the corpse of your son!

An idea flashed in Mu Qiu's mind, and he blurted out: "you are not grandfather, and you are not real."

Grandfather's question made him suddenly open, he finally thought clearly, everyone's strange place is not like himself.

In combination with my grandfather's situation, that is to say, they are all fake.

And just after Mu Qiu said this, everything changed, everyone and the scene became fragmented.

The next second, Muqiu fell into chaos again, and he also recovered his light floating state, floating in mid air.

Seeing this, Mu Qiu grinned, "so you want to cheat me, isn't it too childish?"

Along with Mu Qiu's performance, the surroundings changed again, and this time he was surprised to drop his chin.

At this time, it was no longer the empty hall and strange people and elephants that showed in front of him, but a magnificent palace.

Want to know Mu Qiu as the son of Jun Riyue, the world's young master, what kind of palace has not seen, but he had to admit that here is more gorgeous.

"Never seen the world!" A scornful voice rings out, Mu Qiu stares big eyes directly, it is the first time that someone says that he has never seen the world.

"I've seen more of the world than you eat salt." In the heart is not happy, bathed autumn direct top to go back.

"Little baby, it's very loud, but it's just what I want." The voice of scorn became cheerful.

"Who are you? What kind of person is he who has the ability to speak Mu autumn looked around and didn't find the person who spoke, in the heart still quite curious.

"Didn't you come to me? He even asked me who I was With the sound of thinking, a misty figure appeared in front of Muqiu.

Indistinct shadow, like a wave can be scattered that figure.

"I'm here to inherit from the sorcerer. Are you a sorcerer or an inheritor?"

For this ethereal little thing, Mu Qiu has an indescribable feeling in his heart. Anyway, he doesn't feel that he is what he is looking for.

That figure is very intelligent, immediately understand the meaning of sarcasm in Mu Qiu's words, directly turned a big white eye at him.

But in Mu Qiu's eyes, it's just that the position of the eyes suddenly becomes clearer, and then it's ethereal again.

"It's too presumptuous. I'm the soul of the God of witchcraft. I carry all the cultivation and knowledge of the God of witchcraft. You dare to look down on me."