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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator CH 916

Author:Mo Qianyi Category:Unreal Update time:2023-01-03 11:31:12


After being slapped verbally again and again, Second Elder Mu finally showed his true colors and glared at Taoist Mu Qing with a gloomy face and resentful eyes.

“Huh, think about the family”

Taoist Mu Qing looked at Second Elder Mu with an unfriendly gaze as if he had heard a joke.

“Back then, when you slandered my only disciple and wanted to kill him, why didnt you think about me If my disciple wasnt so fortunate back then and I didnt go back early, your scheme would probably have succeeded! Now that my disciple has finally recovered and found a powerful alchemist wife, you want to poach them again Do you still want your dignity Your old pride must have long been fed to the dogs!” Taoist Mu Qing said angrily as he banged the solid wooden coffee table loudly.

From the way he slammed the table, it was as though he treated the coffee table as the Second Elder Mu and wanted to slap him to death.

“Great Elder, dont go too far!” Third Elder Mu, who could still put on a hypocritical face previously, couldnt help turning cold at this moment.

“No matter what, were all members of the Mu family.

Even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected.

Are you going to let outsiders see our Mu family as a joke! Were already here to make amends officially.

How much longer do you want to make a fuss”

It had to be said that Third Elder Mus words were really brilliant.

Not only did he put himself in a righteous position, but he also indirectly insinuated that Taoist Mu Qing was the one at fault.

Those who didnt know the truth would really think that he was righteous after hearing what he said!

Taoist Mu Qing restrained his expression and his old eyes shot at Third Elder Mu like the sharpest blade.

“I went too far I caused trouble Third Brother, do you think Im a fool The reason why Ive been silent all these years is that Im afraid youll secretly use dirty tricks on my disciple again, but it doesnt mean that Im really a fool who cant tell anything! Alright, you said that youre from the same lineage.

Even if your bones are broken, your tendons are still connected.

Then, let me ask you, why do you repeatedly want my disciples life Back then, I already did what you wanted and brought my disciple away from the main family, but you still sent people to intercept him halfway.

If I hadnt escorted him secretly, would my disciple still be alive Tell me now, what do you mean by doing that Isnt he a member of the Mu family You still have the cheek to say that all of us are of the same lineage now Third Brother, Third Brother, arent you scheming too much”

As soon as he thought of the past, Taoist Mu Qing couldnt control the fire in his heart.

He couldnt wait to slap these hypocritical bastards to death.

He used to have scruples about these bastards, but now, he didnt even have the last bit of scruples.

Not only had his disciple recovered his strength, but he also had an alchemist wife.

If those bastards dared to attack them, no one would be able to tell who would win!

As Taoist Mu Qing questioned the three men, all of them didnt look good, because the three of them had indeed discussed how to frame and kill Mu Tianyan back then.

Now that Taoist Mu Qing said it to their face, it undoubtedly made them very embarrassed, as if he had slapped them hard in the face.

However, even so, they still couldnt fall out with Taoist Mu Qing.

Otherwise, the Mu family would really lose a talented alchemist for nothing!

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