My Little Mom is the Richest

"A man is a murderer and an immortal karma. In murder, killing one person is the most sinful, killing a man is a male, and slaughtering nine million people is a male!"

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue in front of him, and he smiled softly, knowing that he hasn't been in for a long time, so longing for killing and blood!

Although he rarely kills, but that kind of feeling can be said that any woman, any good wine, can't be surpassed, it is a fascinating feeling.

Yes, sometimes, killing is indeed fascinating, and Long Yue, who is beside him, looks at the man in front of him, and this easily overcomes his own man.

As the third master in the organization, second only to Huang Quan, he couldn't even stop a single move. The strength of this guy was simply a monster.

Originally Huang Quan was a monster, but her elder brother was even more so. She was a little convinced at this time. The words Mu Qiu said were not arrogant, but self-confident!

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue with a soft smile: "Playing politics and business requires realm, and chasing a woman to be a pervert requires realm, but in my opinion, the one that needs artistic realm and realm most is murder."

"That is the real art. A good killer will always be an artist, and the best killer will always be the top artist!"

At this time, Long Yue was sitting there. She looked at Mu Qiu in front of her. She suddenly realized that she was no longer nervous. Then she smiled lightly and said lightly: "I agree with this point."

"Help me hold it." Mu Qiu handed the half-drinking glass to Long Yue, stood up proudly, and said lightly, "Remember, killings are not all, pure and **** killings. That is not art, it is violence. ."

Long Yue, who took the wine glass, looked up at the man who wanted to release the evil spirit, and suddenly knew why Huang Quan would like such a man.

Evil, self-confident, calm, and sensible, he is like a poppy in the dark night, exuding a charming atmosphere, so that all women are intoxicated by his side.

Suddenly, Long Yue stood up, two broken swords appeared in her hands. When she saw Mu Qiu again, the slender Mu Qiu was already standing on a high place, smiling like a gentleman, and bowed slightly to her.

The intoxicating eyes made Long Yue still look like he had to admit that even if this handsome man didn't have that fasting, he could still indulge women with his grace, decadence, and warm eyes.

This is also the reason why he can attract the attention of so many women. Such a man is the greatest poison for his daughter!

Mu Qiu, who stood proudly in front of Long Yue with mixed feelings, raised the wine glass in his hand, as if to tell Mu Qiu that it was time to start.

At this time, perhaps neither of these two people discovered that this kind of tacit understanding is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is not possible for an ordinary woman to have land.

It can be said that Long Yue later became one of Mu Qiu's few women, the woman who could always follow Mu Qiu, and the most important woman after the little mother.

Because when Shura came to the world, a figure with purple hair followed behind Shura and dyed the world blood red.

When the later generations were quite Long Yue, some people could think of her nickname "Sura Blood Shadow", but more people thought of another name-Honglian

For the sake of Shura, a woman put on a mask, clenched her hand to get the weapon, and became the murderous **** of fear in everyone's heart, and the woman who bloomed the red lotus karma,

When a sneaky figure flashed in from the window, before the poor guy could react, a small snow blade had gently pierced his throat.

It is neither deep nor shallow, it will always be just right, and will not waste a bit of Mu Qiu's strength, so there will be no disgusting scenes bursting out of blood.

When Long Yue saw Mu Qiu's hand, that Xueliang blade flashed at the moment, she saw Mu Qiu at the moment, like an evil ghost, with cold eyes.

However, when she deliberately looked at her, Long Yue could feel a kind of tenderness in blood, this man, like a "Hundred Years of Solitude", missed it for a lifetime!

With the sharp blade in Mu Qiu's hand, every time it shines, it means the slow disappearance of a life. These people were originally from Long Yue's organization.

But Long Yue didn't have any sympathy, because he knew what the organization was doing, and what kind of person the "master" was.

Every time Long Yue can see his figure, it is the most elegant moment, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth can be seen.

No one could fight back, and there was no panic or fear on his face before death, but a kind of calm, because Mu Qiu did not bring them any sense of oppression.

That delicate blade, in Long Yue's eyes, was so gentle, like a lover's kiss, but in the eyes of those killers, it was a sickle of death!

In Long Yue's eyes, every movement of Mu Qiu was so graceful, his eyes were still so cold, yet it made him extremely warm! ,, ..