157 gloating a little early
157 gloating a little early
Faintly, Mu Hanyan understands why Mu Nan can become a generation of businessmen in An Yunguo in the future, which is of course related to his vision, but also related to his almost stubborn persistence. This is true for businessmen, and it is also true for cultivation. Paranoia is not a good thing, but without a little persistence, swaying left and right, looking forward and backward is not a good thing.
The former may succeed or fail, even if it is short-lived, there are brilliant moments, and the latter is destined to achieve nothing.
"Good, good. Mu Hanyan patted Mu Nan's shoulder heavily.
If she was looking for Mu Nan before, just for the Dragon's Blood Stone, then from this moment on, she really regarded him as a younger brother, a real younger brother, not a cousin who was only related by blood in the next room.
Mu Nan exhaled a depressed breath and walked out with Mu Hanyan.
Outside the gate of the Mu house, two familiar figures, a man and a woman, were looking sneakily inside.
"It doesn't make sense, why don't you mourn, even if the Mu family doesn't wait to see Mu Hanyan again, but it's the eldest son of the city lord's family, how can you do it if you die." Miss Zhao Si said strangely.
"Yes, it doesn't make sense at all?" Zhao Sining also said puzzled.
"You say, will Mu Hanyan not die?" Miss Zhao Si said suspiciously. Since she was calculated by Mu Hanyan again, she found that she couldn't see through him a little.
"Impossible, Zong Dingfang and He Songhua are the cultivators of the Great Swordsman, if it weren't for the fact that I happened to take the Shenxing Flywheel that my uncle personally refined, the two of us would definitely be unable to escape death, Mu Hanyan didn't have such alchemy treasures, how could he escape, and now he would definitely be dead." Zhao Sining said affirmatively.
"By the way, the Mu family may not know where Mu Hanyan has gone, and now they are secretly looking around, and they don't know about his death at all. Miss Zhao Si suddenly remembered something and said.
"Yes, yes, how did I forget about that. Zhao Sining also slapped his head suddenly, and then said, "That's nothing good to watch, let's go." ”
"Wait, who said that there is no good show to watch, the Mu family doesn't know, can we go and report the news? I and Mu Hanyan are also old friends, we can't let him expose the corpse in the wilderness." In this way, we went to ventilate the news, and by the way, we bought some incense, candles, paper money, and brought it with us, and mourned this old friend in advance. Miss Zhao Si said ill-intentionedly, and the more she talked, the bigger the smile on her face.
"Yes, yes, yes, if you tie a few more paper figures, you can't let Master Mu live too boring in the Netherworld, right? Zhao Sining Ma understood what Miss Zhao Si meant.
Mu Hanyan couldn't beat him when he was alive, and he suffered two big losses inexplicably, and now that he is dead, if Miss Zhao Si doesn't gloat, how can she get that bad breath?
"Yes, a few more, others are the eldest son of the Mu family, and even if they reach the underworld, they can't be called without a subordinate. Miss Zhao Si said happily and sarcastically.
Although she couldn't take revenge with her own hands, Mu Hanyan died, and she was still alive, which still made her find a little bit of joy and success as a winner.
"No need, leave the paper figure to yourselves, because you'll be able to use it soon. When Miss Zhao Si was full of joy, Mu Hanyan's voice sounded so annoying to her.