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Text XII. Who is not an ancestor

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    Hu Huan: No one knows the identity of the son-in-law of the Ling family except Zhou Qiusheng.

    Zhou Qiusheng: The son-in-law of the Tianmo Ling family, everyone knows his identity except Elizabeth.

    Mostima: Bernardo, a third-tier professional of the Undead Cult, everyone knows his identity except Elizabeth.

    Ma Chengwu: Enzo, everyone knows his identity except for him who thinks others don't know his identity, and Elizabeth.

    Elizabeth: I don't know anyone's real identity, and everyone knows my identity.

    Several people had their own thoughts, and it took a long time for Hu Huan to ask: "Who knows the situation of the ancestor of the Tianmo Ling family?"

    Hu Huan really didn't know, but Zhou Qiusheng, Mostima and Ma Chengwu really did.

    They glanced at Elizabeth together, and neither of them said anything. Does the name Tianmo have a chrysanthemum relationship with the ancestor of the Ling family?

    Regardless of the fact that the Ling family is known as the Tianmo Ling family, in the eyes of these old cabbages, they are still the middle class of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, and even Ma Chengwu doesn't pay much attention to the ancestors of the Tianmo Ling family.

    The Heavenly Demon Ling family is indeed a great foundation, mastering the secrets of making fetish cards, and holding a gold mine of financial resources, but how can the Soul Sect be compared to the Heavenly Demon Ling family?

    As the patriarch of the Soul Sect and one of the Twelve Dharma Kings, Ma Chengwu has 100% confidence and confidence, and looks down on the ancestor of the Tianmo Ling family.

    Not to mention Mostima, although he was afraid of Zhou Qiusheng, he was also a great figure who once picked on the Undead Sect and knocked three fourth-ranked figures to their knees.  The fifth level, he said he didn't pay attention to it, so he really didn't pay attention to it.

    Who is not an ancestor?

    Zhou Qiusheng

    His old man doesn't even need a maze of mathematics, and he doesn't need torrents of data. As long as he uses the most commonly used "small town as a problem solver" in his early years, half of the Ling family can be plunged into the horror of mathematics.

    Elizabeth finally felt that these people were a little weird, but Hu Huan's behavior was relatively normal.

    She really couldn't understand why the man named Enzo said that the demon had returned and added something himself, so there would be such a weird atmosphere.

    Elizabeth is also considered a very smart woman, otherwise she would not have been able to single-handedly develop the small sect handed down by her ancestors in the harsh environment of South America.

    She is just inexperienced, and doesn't know what kind of background these four old guys are.

    Elizabeth thought to herself: "I must have made a mistake in what I said just now, but what's wrong nearby?"

    "Could it be that the demon they are talking about is not the ancestor of the Ling family, but one of the three leaders of the demon organization?"

    Ma Chengwu didn't want to waste time anymore. He didn't know that his identity was exposed, but he didn't come up here to pretend to be a ghost. He wanted to know the news about Sun You, the demon.

    At this moment, he was very sure that Elizabeth was not Stefan back then, and it was probably worth confirming that the seat of "Hu Huan" was not her own.

    As for Mostima and Zhou Qiusheng, they were old acquaintances. He just bullied each other, and he didn't even know that he got into the conference room.

    The Dharma King of the Soul Sect, the old man of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, said slowly: "Old Sun, you came to see me, and gave me a fetish card."

    He put a swarm of gas-eating insects on the round table. This time, Elizabeth also had some secrets. She glanced at Hu Huan and said in her heart: "This fool, I was deceived. This card is obviously a demon.  I also have one of the items offered by the Ling family my son-in-law."

    Neither Zhou Qiusheng nor Hu Huan spoke, but Mostima whispered, "Give it to me!"

    Ma Chengwu didn't care, and sent such a fetish card directly to Mostima, the unnamed leader of the Soul Sect, the Chief Dharma King looked at it carefully for a while, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, it was written by Lao Sun.  His things are different from those of the Tianmo Ling family and the Tianmo organization."

    He casually threw the swarm of gas-eating insects back to Ma Chengwu.

    There was a huge wave in Elizabeth's heart suddenly, and she cried secretly: "I said, how can this son-in-law produce a fetish card for sale. It turns out that he has mastered another technique of making a fetish card."

    "Another fool has been cheated."

    Elizabeth suddenly had great confidence, smiled slightly, and said, "I am willing to buy this fetish card."

    Ma Chengwu snorted softly, gave the gas-eating insect swarm to Elizabeth, and said nonchalantly, "I gave it to you."

    "A worthless gadget."

    Elizabeth accepted it with a smile, and here it isCheng Wu labeled a man who is a fool with a lot of money, and the king of winners.

    Hu Huanxin said: "It's not suitable for me to speak!"

    He gave Zhou Qiusheng a wink, Zhou Qiusheng chuckled and said, "It's a good thing that the old grandson is back."

    "After all, we old people haven't seen each other for a long time."

    "Mostima, I know you have conflicts with Lao Sun. Give me a batch of the best Cuban cigars, and I will explain a few words for you. Lao Sun will definitely give me face."

    Mostima's eyes lit up slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Qiu Sheng is very loyal."

    "One hundred thousand cigars, arrive in New York tomorrow morning."

    Zhou Qiusheng chuckled, and said in his heart: "Whether Sun You will sell my face or not, it's really hard to say, but Hu Sheng will definitely."

    "It doesn't matter if you don't sell it. Anyway, he is still young, and it is impossible to fix things for Mostima."

    "This is sure to make a profit."

    Originally, Ma Chengwu just wanted to confirm whether Sunyou, the demon, had really returned. Mostima and Zhou Qiusheng, two old acquaintances, had proved it, so he believed it.

    He secretly thought: "Sun You, the demon, was able to crack my gray fog. He also took away a batch of second-tier strange monsters and a third-tier three-way train, but left the other two third-tier trains untouched."

    "This is to save face for me."

    "As long as he doesn't target me, it's nothing to warn me."

    "I was not the opponent of the thirteen elders back then, and I am still not, and it's no big deal."

    "The only thing I can't explain is why Sun You came to warn me? I didn't have any grudges against him back then, but the four clients who had grudges, Mostima? Is he going to kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey? I'm a chicken, and Mostima is the monkey?  "

    Hu Huan left the fetish card in the hope that Ma Chengwu would be suspicious and would not think that he was a monkey.

    Ten monkeys!

    Ma Chengwu got the news and left the meeting room directly.

    Mostima talked to Hu Huan, Zhou Qiusheng, and Elizabeth with great interest, "I heard about a big event recently."

    "In China, the world's first spiritual spring has been revived."

    "No matter who you are, if you can get me a few kilograms of Lingquan, I will be very grateful."

    Hu Huan couldn't help asking: "What do you want Lingquan for?"

    Mostima smiled slightly and said, "Don't you even know the art of eliciting spirits?"

    Hu Huan was taken aback, and immediately knew why Mostima wanted the spring.
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