Chapter 240： Illuminati

Chapter 240

"Mother, Xixi just found a father for herself!"

"puff!"

Wu Ming sprayed all the water on the table.

Xiao Xuanxi suddenly resented that he was far away from Wu Ming. Although this uncle looked good, he didn't like to be clean, so Uncle Long was better.

Wu Ming was so admired that he could not help but find his father for himself, this little guy, it was ok, great.

Cang Yang did not speak, but his face was not so good, his eyes looked slightly hostile at Wu Min.

Mu Wushuang squeezed Xiao Xuanxi's ass: "You are so capable, so why don't you just find another mother?"

"No, mother is best, Xixi don't change mother!"

Knowing that his mother was not really angry, he smiled and said, "Mother, Uncle Long is so beautiful, you will definitely like it too!"

Mu Wushuang's expression was briefly tense, she took her son's hand: "You said his surname is Long?"

Wu Ming also sat up straight.

"Yes, Uncle Long is also very nice. I wiped my **** and forgot to wash my hands. Uncle Long didn't dislike me, and took me to wash my hands!"

Wu Ming resumed his lazy sitting posture, and transmitted the voice to Mu Wushuang: "Don't worry, it's not him. That person has a serious habit of cleanliness. Where can he stand the smell of the lavatory? There are many people surnamed Long in the world. It may just be a coincidence. ."

Mu Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, not just fine.

She is now of average strength. If that person wants to take her son away by force, she can't do anything about it. His son is only so old. After many years, will he still remember his mother?

"gone back."

Mu Wushuang got up and walked out.

Xiao Xuanxi saw that her mother was really angry this time, and her two short legs quickly followed her and acted like a baby with her.

"Mother, Xixi won't do this next time, mother, don't be angry, okay?

"Mother, you went too fast, Xixi can't keep up!"

"Mother, Xixi can't walk anymore, I want to hug!"

Mu Wushuang ignored him, but his pace slowed down.

"Your mother won't hold you, uncle will hold you!"

Wu Ming came over, picked up Xiao Xuanxi, and placed him on one of his shoulders. Although he was a handsome man, he had a good body and strong shoulders. He held Xiao Xuanxi with one hand, and Xiao Xuanxi sat firmly. Steady, excitedly cheered.

Sitting high and looking far, there are red lanterns everywhere, and the heads of adults are all down. He can see many sceneries on the street that he usually can't see at a glance.

The little grass suddenly felt that although this uncle did not like to be clean, it was not impossible to be his father's number two. Uncle Cang had to move back again.

Cangyang:...

"Why haven't you left?"

Mu Wushuang turned his head, looking at Wu Ming with a nasty expression.

This half fox demon has a high IQ and is good at trying to figure out people's hearts. Maybe she is holding back something bad. She doesn't believe that she used to be friends with Wu Min. She doesn't want to deal with such dangerous people.

In comparison, Cang Yang is more pleasing to his eyes.

"We used to have such a good relationship, but now you are going to drive me away, Wushuang, are you too conscientious?"

Wu Ming looked very hurt.

Mu Wushuang did not look at him, but at Xiao Xuanxi, "Come down."

"Oh." Xiao Xuanxi wanted to come down reluctantly, Cang Yang caught him and let him climb on his back.

Mu Wushuang didn't say anything, Cang Yang was her junior, not an insignificant person.

An insignificant person watched them leave, and the corners of his mouth gradually evoked an arc of evil charm.

Early the next morning.

Mu Wushuang handed over his son to Wujizi, and led the twenty disciples selected into the competition venue.

The person responsible for presiding over this Zongmen Grand Contest is an elder sent by the first-class Zongmen Guangming God Sect, named Changdong Elder, whose cultivation base is in the spiritual emperor realm.

An elder who presided over the nine-liu sect contest was the cultivation base of the Spirit Emperor Realm. It was enough to see how deep the foundation of the first-class sect like the Guangming God Sect was.

Mu Wushuang's thoughts moved slightly. Little Zhu Xiaoque had told her that her mother and father in this body should be in the Guangming Sect. However, her mother, as the Sage of Guangming Sect, had stolen the treasure and escaped from marriage. Maybe she is in a bad situation now. it is good.

She didn’t want to go to this body’s father and mother in the past, nor did she want to find this body’s grandfather and younger brother in the past. She has no previous memories. Family affection is a strange feeling to her, and she doesn’t want to temporarily. Involved with people I knew before. As for whether she will look for them in the future, she has to wait until she recovers her memory.

The nine sects of the Western District who participated in the Zongmen Grand Competition are all gathered here. Although many sects know their strength is low and have already abstained, there are still more than 200 sects who came to participate in the competition. There is a sea of ​​people, and the noise is boiling.

"quiet!"

Elder Changdong's voice was not too loud, but as soon as his voice came out, it seemed that with a strong pressure, the thousands of people present were quiet.

"In order to compare the results faster and more quickly, the competition time of all Zongmen Grand Competitions this year will be shortened by one day, and the competition will become even more cruel.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the field.

The previous competitions have been cruel. Why should they be even more cruel this year?

Mu Wushuang and Cang Yang looked at each other. In other words, today's Zongmen Grand Competition only lasts two days each time.

Elder Changdong continued: "The content of this year's Western District competition is a customs clearance competition."

With that, an eighteen-story tower suddenly appeared in his hand.

The tower was thrown on the ground by him, and it suddenly became taller and bigger, and you couldn't see the top at a glance!

"This is the Buddha Pagoda. It is divided into 18 floors. The disciple who reaches the top of the tower in two days will be the first in this competition. The top three sects will have the opportunity to challenge the Baliu sect. But if No one can do it, then there will be no sect to advance in this competition." Changdong Elder said.

"God, it's the Buddha Tower! There are many illusions on each floor. Only through the illusion can you reach the next floor!"

"The Buddha Pagoda is a magic weapon for the disciples of the inner door of the Guangming God Sect. It is too difficult for our disciples of the Jiuliu Sect to pass the customs!"

"It must be very dangerous and difficult to pass, otherwise Elder Changdong won't say the last words!"

"Maybe none of the sects have advanced this time!"

"This time the Zongmen Competition is too difficult!"

As soon as his voice fell, everyone was anxiously discussing.

"The competition begins and all participants enter the tower."

Changdong Elder Road.

There were a lot of people watching outside the venue. Wujizi took Xiao Xuanxi and sat in the distance, muttering in a low voice, "It's still the Guangming Divine Sect to act decently. These little rascals don't know the blessing in the blessing!"

Although customs clearance is a bit difficult, no one can die.

In previous years, how many disciples each sect had to lose in every competition!

But the illusion in the Buddha Pagoda is all fake. Even if the disciple dies in it, he is only eliminated and cannot hurt his life.