This sentence is the Dinghai Shen Needle.

Whether it was Yang Jiyou or Pei Mingqiu, they began to strip off their clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts left.

Looking at the white patch in front of him, Su Mu couldn't help laughing wildly:

"It's so pleasing to the eye, haha, Lao Jiang, hurry up, take a photo and keep a souvenir."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wangshu really took out his cell phone and started taking pictures.

Su Mu was still posing, sometimes s and sometimes b, which made Yang Jiyou and others hate him.

Peat.

If you are playing, if you are making trouble, don’t take photos when it is important.

Don't you understand this rule?

This grandson is so hateful.

If that's all, that's fine.

Feng Shaosi smiled at Su Mu calmly:

"Okay, please send someone to take over their sects and families. I will tell them to leave everything for you within a day."

"slow."

Su Mu smiled:

"I remember there is another bet on the bet."

Feng Siming was stunned, then he thought about it and said with a smile:

"You are talking about your wealth? It doesn't matter, what do you have? How much money? I will pay you at the price for them, a little bit."

He blinked at Feng Siming with great pride, and Su Mu asked softly:

"Your Highness, do you know that there are imaginary spaces?"

Feng Siming's face changed for the first time tonight.

He stared at Su Mu in horror and said in disbelief:

"How is it possible? How can you know the imaginary space?"

Su Mu shrugged and decided to fool:

"Don't forget, what does the Tianxing Sect do."

Feng Siming's face suddenly turned as black as ink.
Chapter completed!