Inheriting two trillion

The first thousand four hundred eighty-one chapter this person has no one ink

Pen Fu www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update inherited two trillion latest chapter! Mozi Yue rushed back to the room with white horses, and the road was still discussed, and the thumbs up was thumped.

"Just now, it is really scared!" Mozi Yue said, "I am rebellious in this family, I am afraid that my grandfather may have a problem that is falling in a child! This time, you will lose your own alert, it is grievance you. "

Bai Xiaosheng laughed against Mozi Yue, "In fact, I blame me, I don't have behind it. Let the old man are not happy."

What is the arbitrary, Mozi Yue can't believe that he will see white Xiaoli's racks, but the word is not bad with the big calligraphy. Bai Xiaosheng is a person, nor a person who is open to the river, as well as white and small, and it is not a happy train.

"My grandfather, it seems that I still haven't grow up for so many years." Mozi Yuexiao secretly passing, but also a bit of gloating, but did not show it.

In fact, the mother passed away, he first hated this home, even hated Chinese medicine, hate his grandfather, but he became a Western medicine, studied his mother's condition, only known Chinese medicine conservative treatment is not a good thing, changed Western medicine, not good Where to go.

These, Mozi Yue is known. Why, his heart still has such a trace of tangled in Chinese medicine.

Although I have no hate to my grandfather, Mozi Yue still has some "bad heart thinking", just like it to listen to white lug, feel faintly.

This may be a bit of metamorphosis ...

"In short, thank you, I am sending you back to the house now." Mozi smiled.

Bai Xiaoma three people nodded.

Moziyue sent them to the room, and turned around.

Bai Xiaosheng in his own room, just in the glass of water, he heard someone knocking.

At first, he thought it was Mozi Yue to return.

Waiting for the white small rise, but found a middle-aged man who didn't know outside. The opponent smiled on his face, but it was a face and gas, followed by another young man, and his hand.

"This gentleman, I am the people who are responsible for the dinner. I deliberately come over, please tell, there is a food that is not taboo." The man talks, turning around from the behind people.

Bai Xiaosheng is watching.

This ink family is really a big business, the rules are more and more careful.

Waiting for the person in your hand, smile, "Please write down yourself."

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the things in his hand, it was a boring.

Noba's wooden tray, which is actually a pen ink paper.

White Xiaosheng suddenly looked deeply to each other.

This is afraid, not the waiting rule of the ink home.

"Is it a old man who sent you?" Bai Xiaochao.

The opponent's eyes were slightly different, and then smiled, and the old man was guessed, "Mr. Xiao is smart, then you are writing, still don't write?"

Bai Xiaoli sink, smiled, reached out and grabbed the brush, thinking that it was free to write, confused.

Anyway, the father is not in front of his eyes, can't see him is not good.

"My old lady gives you a sentence." The other side saw, slow squid, "said that there is more people who have just been more eye, it is not convenient to communicate with your little friend, this sincerely sent people, please realize, if this You are not satisfied, that is not to give face, don't take the Moist as a friend. "

This time, letting the white hidden hand holding a pen is a meal.

Immediately, white little laughs.

What kind of character of Mo Jiaxiao, live so old, people are old into fine, will be confident because of his words?

The difference between this back is sent, and I have hit myself.

It is not happy to be unhappy, and the old man is unhappy, and it may be unknown in Mozi Yue.

Bai Xiaoshiyi, slightly smile, suspended wrist, wrote three words in the whole process - "no mouth."

After writing, Bai Xiaosheng put a pen, sincerely, "I am apologizing to the elderly, the kid is unintentional, sincerely pay tribute."

The servant smiled, and he nodded again. "Then you don't disturb you."

When you say, he retreats.

Bai Xiaosheng thought about it, smiled and shook his head. The old man is also an old man, and it is secretly sent people to come. Also, write two words to the old blonde, and there is no outsiders know that it will not damage the elderly.

Bai Xiaosheng also closed the door and went back to rest.

On the other hand, the servant tested something hastily returned.

The old master is still waiting in the middle hall, seeing the next person back, urgent to take the rice paper, the top three words "no mouth".

Waving, Fengqi Junxiu!

The old master of the Mo's family suddenly looked.

"Old Nai." The maid didn't say three words, and he was swayed by his father.

"You go down, don't let people die!" The old man is next.

When the arm was suddenly sent, he went out.

The three words that are closed in white, the old man will drink two or two yellowes, the more you have a taste.

"Good kid, it is really a deep-hidden!" Mr. Mo's family couldn't help but praise, and then smiled, "Xiaozi, chase people will be people!"

It is praised, and the Mo's family's father is comparing his own words on the table, and I really be a bit depressed, "mixed, it is mixed, I have never growing it so many years ?!"

The face is depressed, then look at the word white and small, can't help but let it go.

Mo's family grandfather wrote twenty or thirty times, but there was no satisfaction, and suddenly was sad.

At this time, the footsteps came outside.

The old man suddenly frowned, it was a bit unpleasant.

Not told, don't you disturb him, how can someone come!

The father frowned, but found that it was not waiting for it, it was his own grandson - Mo Zi.

Mozi just lifted his foot, and saw his grandfather did not look at himself, and suddenly scared.

"Grandpa, you are ... What happened?" Mozi came with a smile and asked carefully.

He is afraid of his father, only much more than Mozi Yue.

"Nothing." Mo's family's father was incapacitated, at this moment, it is more interesting, throwing a pen.

"I am distressed, don't you practice, really! What is this writing?" Mozi lost his laugh and a look at Mo Bao.

Mo Ziyu even thinking, how to praise the word of the grandfather, first praise the brushwork, play content, focus on the content, he really doesn't understand the pen method.

As a result, I saw the content, Mo Zi was stunned.

Full of Zhang Xuan, twenty or thirty ...

"No mouth"?

What is this?

Mozi is out of mouth.

I can't think about what to say for a time, this content is too jumped.

Master of the Mo's family glanced at the mouth, suddenly bother, "What are you coming, what?"

This sentence is pulled back in Mozi.

"Oh ... I want to tell you, the richest man of the market is sent away, but he is back, saying that you want to see a patient, you can send it ..." Mozi said.

"Know it." The grandfather of the Mo's family faint.

Mo Ziyu said again. "I came back, I also brought a few friends."

"See it." The old man is not awkward.

Mozi is not willing, but also gives Mozi Yue's eyes, "Grandpa, I personally think that the brother is a friend, I really don't care! I said that the face is clear, I will be lazy, I don't have anything. No, chest and no ink! Denghu family, purely let the ink house fell! "

Mozi Hui commented white horses, one sentence does not learn, there is no ink, let the old master of the Mo's family listened, how is it so much, harsh!

...