My Little Mom is the Richest

Haiyin also looked at Nie Junkui and saw him smile bitterly: "You are trying to pull me in. Although my name is still there, I haven't taken care of it for a long time."

"No way, you know, we must all participate, otherwise this time will not be able to end completely." Haitian suddenly said coldly.

This may be the time Nie Junkui listened to Haitian the most, but he suppressed the surprised expression in his heart and asked worriedly: "Is it really the last time?"

"Perhaps. But we can't let go of every opportunity." Ke Suzhen walked to Nie Junkui's side and said: "My family, you didn't seem to be involved in the previous few times. We wondered if this was also one of the reasons for the failure. So, this time, we must be fully prepared."

Hai Yin also took the conversation and said, "Ying'er is more plain this time than ever, maybe she already has some clues!"

"You mean..." Nie Junkui really widened his eyes this time.

Haitian interrupted him slowly: "Haiying may have thought of something."

"Then she won't try to break like before?" Nie Junkui became more and more worried. Every time he looked at them from a distance, he couldn't really stay out of the matter.

Ke Suzhen smiled faintly, and said in a tired voice: "We are just guessing, but now Yi Shui is still the same as her, and she is working hard for the people she wants to protect according to her methods."

"Are you going to avoid it?" Hae Yin said aggressively, "Even if you still don't participate this time, your identity will be exposed sooner or later. At that time, what would Yinger think of you?"

"You..." Nie Junkui laughed, his old voice filled with helplessness. He nodded and agreed: "Well, I'll join."

"Haha," Hai Yin stroked his beard and laughed: "The deputy master of the immortal gate has retired for so many years, yet he hasn't given up his position to the younger generation."

Nie Junkui raised his head: "Don't worry, don't worry."

Haitian stood up suddenly and said, "Well, since you agreed. We should leave too."

"Go to Hong Kong?" Ke Suzhen asked without knowing where his destination was this time.

"No," Hai Yin shook his head and replied, "Go to the Vatican."

Of course, Nie Junkui had also heard about Hall, the Son of God, and said: "Aren't you trying to bring the Son of God in, right?"

Haitian waved his hand, and Haiyin said, "I won't let him sink too deep, he can be a catalyst at most!"

"Hey..." was another long sigh. Ke Suzhen thought that her youngest and her most beloved granddaughter, Li Yishui, couldn't predict what would happen in the future, so she couldn't help feeling sad.

In the afternoon, it returned to the usual quietness. The three guests came and went in a hurry, and left without a cup of hot tea. What is left is a lot of problems.

"Boom, dong, ,," this time the visitor didn't ring the doorbell, but instead rang the heavy security door. Looking at the pattering light rain outside the window, Nie Junkui had already guessed who came. As soon as he opened the door, he arched his hands and said, "The master of the door."

Li Zhenlong just nodded, smelled the remaining breath in the room, and said as he entered the room, "They have already been here?"

"Yes, the master." Nie Junkui closed the door and said respectfully.

The room suddenly became quiet for a long time. These two old men, one was the master of the fairy gate and the other was the deputy master of the fairy gate, but they had not contacted each other for decades.