Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 72: Want to marry Sang Xuewu? You too!

"This Fusha City really lives up to its name!" Mu Luofeng covered his mouth and nose, his eyes full of disgust.

Mu Chen, who was walking behind him, glanced over and warned in a low voice, "Luo Feng, be careful."

A hint of coldness flashed across Mu Luofeng's eyes, but no one could see it. He turned his eyes, and had changed to a submissive, well-behaved look. "Uncle clan, I'm just telling the truth. As soon as you see the breeze passing by, you will bring up the dusty appearance on the ground, which indeed matches the name of the city."

Mu Chen glanced at him lightly and sighed in his heart. He still explained: "Fusha City is dominated by the Sang family, and the Sang family is an ancient clan, a craftsman with a talented bloodline. The cities they live in are naturally dominated by craftsmen. In Fusha City, most of the The shops in the city are mainly for the sale of refining materials, forging weapons, and selling weapons. Naturally, there is more dust than other cities. In addition, it is located in the West, which is a place with a lot of wind and sand. When the wind picks up, there is nothing strange about some dust."

"Got it, Uncle Clan." Mu Luofeng said with a smile.

But with his expression, Mu Chen knew at first glance that he didn't listen at all. Or rather, he wasn't interested in listening at all.

Mu Chen shook his head secretly in his heart and reminded: "Since you want to propose to the Sang family and marry the most beautiful woman in the Western Continent, if you don't even have the least respect for the Sang family and Fusha City, I don't think I need to. I have mentioned this marriage to the Sang family for you."

"Uncle clan must not!" Mu Luofeng was suddenly anxious. He turned his eyes and said to Mu Chen: "You promised me that if I break through, you will help me book a marriage. Luo Feng is not too young, if there is no woman around to take care of him, how can he cultivate All out?"

"If you can break through to the Silver Realm, and tell me this again, I will be very pleased." Mu Chen said helplessly.

Why can't you concentrate on your cultivation without a woman by your side? It is clear that he is young and affectionate, and wants to marry a daughter-in-law! Mu Chen is not stupid, how could he not see it?

It's just that he didn't want to find some random women to serve Mu Luofeng and make him unwilling to cultivate, so he proposed that if he wants to marry a wife, he must choose a good match.

But I didn't want to, but Mu Luofeng actually proposed that the number one beauty in Xizhou, Sang Xuewu from the Sang family is a good choice.

This led them to leave the secluded place and travel to the Western Continent this time.

"Uncle clan, now I am on the sixth floor of the gray realm, and I am only a thin line away from the silver realm. It is a matter of time before entering the silver realm. You have long warned me that cultivation should not be impatient, it is a matter of course, now you Why worry?" Mu Luofeng said impatiently.

Why didn't he hold a sigh of relief in his heart? I don't know if Na Mu Qingge died in the hands of the Su family and the Yan family in Anmo City, if not! When he breaks through the silver realm, go to him again, humiliate him severely, and then kill him. Take back the two stunning servants who are as beautiful as flowers and jade, and let them know who is their real master!

"Elder, there is an inn in front." Mu Peng suddenly interjected, interrupting the unpleasant conversation between Mu Chen and Mu Luofeng.

Mu Chen looked up and saw that the inn was decorated very simply, but not shabby. So he nodded and instructed Mu Peng, "Just settle down here, and go to Sang's house tomorrow."

After he made up his mind, Mu Peng beckoned the accompanying guards to take care of it.

Mu Luofeng also looked at the inn, but had a look of disgust. He thought to himself: 'Can he live in such a shabby place? He is the young master of the Mu clan! Why not find a luxurious inn. ’

However, he didn't dare to defy Mu Chen's decision, even though he was extremely disgusted in his heart, he could only bite the bullet and keep up.

And his servant boy, aware of his unhappiness, hurriedly whispered: "Young Master, tomorrow you can see the legendary first beauty in Xizhou, so don't mind some small things."

Mu Luo's eyes lit up, and his unpleasantness about the choice of the inn immediately waved away. He turned his head to the waiter and said, "If I see that Sang Xuewu tomorrow, it will not be as beautiful as you describe it, let's see how I treat you!"

The waiter hurriedly said with a bitter face: "Young Master, I...I also heard what others said! She is known as the number one beauty in the Western Continent, so she won't be too ugly."

"Humph." Mu Luofeng snorted coldly, raised his chin and followed Mu Chen into the inn.

In the inn, after settling in, Mu Chen called Mu Peng to his room.

The two talk in low voices.

"Elder, do we really want to propose marriage for the young master? Young Master Mu Feng is a few years older than him, but he doesn't even want to get married, but concentrates on training." Mu Peng said with some dissatisfaction.

Mu Chen sighed silently, "He made a request, and I made it difficult for him to improve his cultivation. Now that he has made a breakthrough, how can I break my promise?"

"But...you're not afraid that after you get married, he will indulge in love affairs all day long and waste his cultivation?" Mu Peng said worriedly.

"That's why this married woman has to choose carefully. To marry a wife and seek talents, if you choose the wrong wife, it will ruin Luo Feng's life." Mu Chen said solemnly.

The two were silent for a while before he continued: "Sang Xuewu is on the Xizhou Young Phoenix List, her strength and talent should not be underestimated. In addition, she has the bloodline of the Sang family refiner, and she is very affected by it. The Sang family attaches great importance to it. If we can really marry the Sang family, maybe it will be a help to us. Moreover, I heard that Sang Xuewu has a good temperament, and she takes the overall situation into consideration and is very tolerant. Such a woman is Luo Luo. What Feng needs. Go to Sang's house tomorrow and see for yourself, if it is the same as the legend, Luo Feng will not be wrong to marry her."

"After all, this Sang family is an ancient clan, can they be regarded as the young master?" Mu Peng was still a little uneasy.

Although the Mu family has a long history, today's Mu family has always been low-key and has little reputation in the Middle Ages. In addition, these people are separated, why let the Sang family marry a daughter?

Mu Chen pondered for a while, and said, "If it was the Sang family in the past, it would be impossible. But now, the Sang family has fallen, is in danger, and the brilliance is no longer. It is the time when new power is needed. Luo Feng The talent is good, and with the rest of us, it's not impossible."

Seeing that Mu Chen had made up his mind, Mu Peng said nothing.

After a while, Mu Chen said to Mu Peng: "Since it's out, you can send someone to the Ruike clan to find out if there is something major happening in the Middle Ages recently. Also check the whereabouts of Young Master Qingge, the map is in her There, we have to cooperate with him no matter what, otherwise Luo Feng's chances are really slim."

Mu Peng lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

……

Fusha City, the Sang family.

The mansion of the Sang family has no luxurious decoration, but just gives people a simple and heavy feeling. The age of any pillar inside is probably older than the elders of the Sang family.

Who would have thought that a mansion with a calm atmosphere would have withered talents and bloodlines in it?

Entering Sang's house, there are sounds of refining tools everywhere, and even the air is filled with the smell of refining materials.

Outsiders may feel uncomfortable when they come in. However, for the Sang family, such an environment is what makes them feel most comfortable.

Returning from the sunset grassland, the third elder will report to the head of the family. When he was leaving, he specially called Sang Xuewu.

Sang Xuewu had no choice but to hand over the Earth Emperor Pill brought back from the Boundless Mansion to Sang Yichen, and let him go home first and give the Earth Emperor Pill to his mother. As for the matter of Mu Qingge, I will not talk about it for now, and I will talk about everything after she returns.

Sang Xuewu followed the three elders to Grandpa's courtyard and stood waiting outside the door.

After a while, a servant from the clan came out to summon.

Before entering the room, Sang Xuewu took a deep breath and followed the third elder into the room.

The study of the head of the Sang family is like a small arsenal. There are all kinds of weapons hanging all over the wall, but these are molds, and they are not lethal.

Sang Xuewu knew that the only weapon in this room that could really kill people was the broken knife placed on the shelf of my grandfather's desk.

When entering, King Sang Shun was carefully wiping the broken knife, and he seemed unaware of the two who entered.

The third elder and Sang Xuewu just waited quietly and didn't make a sound.

It took a stick of incense before King Sang Shun put the wiped broken knife back on the knife holder on the table, and raised his head to look at the two people standing in the room.

The most memorable thing on that handsome face, but with frosted temples, is the deep zircon-like eyes.

Under those eyes, Sang Xuewu shouted, "Grandpa."

King Sang Shun nodded slowly. His strong cultivation made it impossible for the years to leave traces on him. However, the future of the Sang family was worrying about his temples.

Otherwise, from his appearance, no one would think that he is one hundred and eight years old now, more like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

"Xue Wu ran into you, the third child." King Sang Shun said, his voice was steady, with the majesty of the head of the family.

The third elder smiled and said respectfully: "Big brother, Xue Wu heard the news of the big hunt in Wuyin Mansion, and went to Liuhuo City to meet us."

"Yes." King Sang Shun nodded incredulously, with no joy or anger in his voice. Just ask: "How was the harvest this time?"

The third elder sighed with a sigh, and said with a complicated smile: "This time is really a bit of a thrill, a bit of a surprise!"

"Oh?" King Sang Shun asked in his eyes.

At the moment, the three elders told everything that happened on the sunset grassland.

Including Sang Xuewu meeting Yingchuan in Boundless Mansion, and then having a dispute, after that, Yingze, the winner, made things difficult for him on the sunset grassland.

Three elders talked about the whole process for more than an hour.

After he finished speaking, his mouth was already dry. Sang Xuewu wisely poured a cup of tea and handed it to him. The third elder took it and said to her, "Xue Wu is still well-behaved."

Then I drank the cup of tea to feel more comfortable.

"Young San, you've worked hard this trip. Go back to rest first." After listening to this, King Sang Shun didn't seem to be particularly interested, but just asked the third elder to go back to rest.

The third elder was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassingly, put down the teacup, and exited the room.

Sang Xuewu was about to retire, but King Sang Shun's voice came over, "Xuewu stay."

The eyes of the three elders soothed her and strode away. Sang Xuewu had no choice but to turn around and face her grandfather again.

To be honest, facing King Sang Shun alone, Sang Xuewu felt uneasy in her heart. Not only the aura of King Sang Shun, but also because Sang Xuewu was afraid of being asked about her sister.

Sure enough, King Sang Shun slowly walked in front of her. His tall and straight figure, standing in front of Sang Xuewu, gave her a strong sense of oppression. "Mu Qingge?"

Sang Xuewu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes blocked the emotion in her eyes.

The deep eyes of King Sang Shun stared at her for a long time without saying a word. After a long time, he nodded slowly, "If you have the perseverance and strength, you are also a good boy from Linchuan."

Sang Xuewu raised her head sharply, staring at her grandfather in a stunned manner.

King Sang Shun snorted coldly and said reproachfully: "Your mother is my daughter, don't you think that I, the father, don't know the name of the child born to my daughter?"

Sang Xuewu's face turned pale instantly. Since she was a child, she couldn't understand her grandfather, and she couldn't understand his thoughts. She could only be sure that he really cared for their siblings and their mother. But what about my sister?

How does Grandpa feel about the older sister who was left in the Linchuan Mu Mansion and has never seen each other?

"Go see your mother."

Just when she didn't know how to answer, King Sang Shun suddenly let her go.

Sang Xuewu nodded and turned to leave.

When she stepped out of the door with one foot, King Sang Shun's voice came again: "If someone dares to belittle you in the future, just kill them. The Sang family is not as good as before, but the young lady of the Sang family is also Not everyone can bully."

Sang Xuewu's back stiffened, and a layer of moisture appeared in her eyes.

She bit her lower lip to keep herself from crying. Taking a deep breath, suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, he responded, "Yes, Grandpa!"

Sang Xuewu left, and the footsteps gradually disappeared in King Sang Shun's hearing.

At this moment, a complicated look flashed in the depths of his eyes. He sighed and whispered, "Mu Qingge..."

……

Among the huge mansions of the Sang family, there is one of the most remote places.

The courtyard there used to be abandoned.

Later, after Sang Lanruo returned from Linchuan, it became their home.

This was not the decision of King Sang Shun, but Sang Lanruo's choice. She said that she didn't want to be disturbed by the outside world, and she didn't want to be noisy.

Therefore, King Sang Shun ordered that no one is allowed to step in there without necessity.

Gradually, after nineteen years, it became a forbidden place for the Sang family.

And Sang Lanruo also seems to be self-imposed, rarely taking a step. Every time he appeared, it was for the resurrection of Mu Liancheng.

After Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen grew up, they were more involved in negotiating with the outside world, while she stayed in the courtyard more attentively and accompanied Mu Liancheng.

As soon as Sang Yichen stepped into the small courtyard at home, he had been away for more than a month, and he almost couldn't adapt to the temperature at home.

It's very cold here, it's the Sang family, or the coldest place in Fusha City.

Because, here, under this yard, there is an ice cellar, where my father's body is placed, and it is also where my mother spends the longest time every day.

Sang Yichen shuddered, and after getting used to it, he walked towards the room.

"Mother, I'm back!" Sang Yichen shouted loudly as soon as he entered the room.

However, no one in the room responded.

"Mother?" Sang Yichen looked around again, and after confirming that there was no one in the room, a hint of helplessness rose in his eyes. He squeezed the box containing the Earth Emperor Pill in his hand and walked towards his mother's room.

The entrance to the ice cellar is connected to the mother's room.

Skillfully opened the secret door and walked down the steps, the infiltrating air-conditioning kept approaching, making people feel stiff.

Sang Yichen circulated the spiritual power in his body, dispelling the cold air that entangled him, and walked into the deepest part of the ice cave.

As soon as he got close, he heard his mother's voice——

"Liancheng, you have been sleeping for a long time. If you don't wake up, I will be old."

Sang Yichen's eyes showed a hint of distress, and he slowed down and walked in.

Going down the steps, he saw his father lying on a piece of thousand-year-old mysterious ice in the ice cellar, and his mother, who was sitting next to him, wiping his father's arm with a handkerchief and cleaning him.

Actually, my father was lying here, and there was no dust at all.

However, my mother stubbornly believed that the sandstorm in Fusha City was too heavy, and she was afraid that her father would think it was dirty, so she came back to wipe his body almost every day.

And then, it's all the same thing.

For so many years, she repeated every day and never gave up.

"Mother." Sang Yichen shouted.

The woman with her back turned to him stopped the movement in her hand and turned her eyes slowly, revealing a stunning face.

I have to say, a woman who can give birth to a child with looks like Mu Qingge, Sang Xuewu, and Sang Yichen will definitely not be ugly! It's just that on her stunning face, there is an excessively pale complexion and haggard.

Sang Lanruo saw Sang Yichen, smiled at him, raised her hand and called: "Come."

Sang Yichen walked forward and squatted down beside her parents.

My father's sleeping face is still the same as before. And my mother seemed to be getting more and more haggard.

Sang Lanruo took Sang Yichen's hand, looked at Mu Liancheng, and said to him: "Liancheng, our Yichen is back. Would you like to hear about his trip, what interesting things happened?"

Speaking, she turned to look at Sang Yichen again, and said to him: "Don't tell your father, what did you encounter when you went out this time? Did you get into trouble?"

Sang Yichen looked at her mother distressedly, her pursed lips trembling faintly.

Under the watchful eyes of her mother, she turned to look at her father, the secret in her heart could no longer be hidden, and she couldn't wait for Sang Xuewu to return. "Father, when I went out this time, I saw my sister. Me and Xue Wu's sister, Mu Qingge!"

Bang!

The water basin beside Sang Lanruo fell, and the water inside was splashed in the ice cellar, which instantly turned into ice flowers.

She widened her eyes, her eyes were full of shock and excitement, and she said breathlessly: "What did you say? Who did you say you met?"

Sang Yichen's clothes were pulled by his mother, forcing him to look over.

Sang Yichen's eyes fell on Sang Lanruo's hand, which was red and swollen from the cold, which made him particularly distressed. He helped Sang Lanruo, took her up from the icy ground, and said to her, "Mother, let's go out first, and then we'll go out."

"No! I want you to say it here, make it clear in front of your father and me, who have you met?" Sang Lanruo said stubbornly.

Sang Yichen understood her mother's temper and could only say: "I met my sister, Mu Qingge. She came from Linchuan!"

Sang Lanruo staggered, as if all her strength had been pulled away.

"Mother!" Sang Yichen hurriedly supported her to prevent her from falling.

"Child, my child... My hard-working child... I'm sorry for her... Ge'er..." Sang Lanruo clutched Sang Yichen's arm tightly, and the pain in her heart roared and cried.

It seems that the longing and guilt that have been suppressed in my heart for more than ten years are suddenly defeated.

……

When Sang Xuewu returned home, she saw Sang Lanruo sitting on a chair crying silently, holding a child's shoe tightly in her hand, her expression a little dull.

She knows that shoe, her mother told her, that her sister Mu Qingge wore it when she was a child. Back then, when my mother left the Mu Mansion, my sister cried and refused to let it go. In desperation, the mother took one of her shoes and told her sister that she would help her put on the shoes herself when she came back.

Sang Yichen stood beside him at a loss.

Seeing Sang Xuewu's return, he ran towards her as if he had seen a savior.

"What's wrong with my mother?" Sang Xuewu hurriedly asked.

Sang Yichen said with a guilty conscience: "I... I told my parents about seeing the boss."

"You!" Sang Xuewu stomped her feet in anger. "You know that mother can't be stimulated now, so how can you say it directly? Don't you understand why you should wait for me?"

"I...I didn't think I had to say it sooner or later anyway." Sang Yichen said aggrieved.

Sang Xuewu gave him a stern look, and walked towards Sang Lanruo lightly. Kneeling in front of her, putting his hands on her lap, he raised his head and shouted, "Mother..."

Daughter's call brought Sang Lanruo back to her senses. She stared at Sang Xuewu with tears in her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xuewu, does your sister blame me, blame me, hate me?"

Sang Xuewu hurriedly shook her head, then secretly turned her head to look at Sang Yichen. Sang Yichen waved his hand hurriedly, indicating that he didn't say anything, just told his mother that he had seen his sister.

Withdrawing her gaze, Sang Xuewu said softly, "Mother, how could it be? My elder sister originally planned to come back with us to see you, but she has some important things to deal with. She will be able to come to Fusha City later."

Sang Lanruo slowly shook her head, her expression bitter. She clenched the small shoes in her hands and said faintly, "I promised her that I would put shoes on her when I got back. But...now, she can't wear them anymore."

"Mother!" Sang Xuewu's nose was slightly sour.

"Even I can't forgive myself, how can she not blame me?" Sang Lanruo kept shaking her head, her hoarse voice full of pain.

"Mother, don't think about it anymore. When my sister comes, let's beg her forgiveness together." Sang Xuewu advised. "Mother, I brought the Dihuang Pill from the Boundless Mansion, let's go and take the Pill to Daddy first."

"Earth Emperor Pill?" When Sang Lanruo heard the name, a trace of vitality was restored in her dead eyes.

She nodded slowly and got up from her chair.

Sang Yichen hurriedly said, "Mother, let me go."

He couldn't bear his mother to endure the bitter cold at this time. Originally, he felt that what he said was in vain, because his mother would never let others take care of his father, even his children.

However, this time, after Sang Yichen's words, she sat down again and nodded.

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen looked at each other unexpectedly, and the latter hurried back to the ice cellar, for fear that his mother would return. But Sang Lanruo grabbed Sang Xuewu's hand tightly and asked with a trembling voice, "Tell me about your sister, what is she like now? How is she doing?"

'It turned out that my mother wanted to know about her sister too much and didn't want to delay. ' Sang Xuewu said in her heart.

……

As night fell, the city of Fusha became quiet early.

It is because the sandstorm at night is much bigger than that in the daytime, and no one wants to take to the streets to blow the wind.

The person sent to collect information has returned and reported the information to Mu Peng.

After listening to the report, Mu Peng's face was a little ugly, and he quickly walked towards Mu Chen's room.

"You mean, someone posted a mission to find Luo Feng in the Ruoke clan?" After listening to Mu Peng's report, Mu Chen's face also sank.

Mu Peng nodded. "According to the people who came back, the portrait of the young master is hung in the mission room of the Ruoke clan to find people. Anyone who can provide clues will be rewarded."

"Who would be looking for Luo Feng?" Mu Chen stood up and walked to the window. Through the hazy window screens, he stared at Fusha City in the dark.

"I don't know. But after our people spent money to inquire about it, they got a piece of news. It is said that the person who posted the information is a young woman." Mu Peng replied.

"Young woman? What is she doing with Luo Feng? Could it have something to do with Young Master Qingge? I remember there were quite a few young women around her." Mu Chen guessed.

But Mu Peng couldn't figure it out: "But what does the young master Qingge want our young master to do?"

Yes! Why is Mu Qingge looking for Mu Luofeng? To find her, they took the initiative to find her!

Mu Chen couldn't figure this out either.

"Do you want to ask the young master? Maybe he knows who is looking for him and why?" Mu Peng suggested.

Mu Chen shook his head slowly, "Don't tell him yet. You send someone to continue to investigate to see who is chasing Luo Feng. After finding the other party and asking everything, we will go and tell him. If not You can deal with any major issues, and you don't need to alarm him."

"Yes!" Mu Peng replied.

After talking about his young master, Mu Peng said again: "Elder, there is another news about the young master Qingge."

"Oh?" Asking Mu Peng to inquire about Mu Qingge's news was just a random order from Mu Chen. Unexpectedly, the Liuke clan really had news about Mu Qingge.

Mu Peng nodded and said with a complicated expression: "Not long ago, the big hunting of the rookie world was held in the sunset grassland. The young master Qingge appeared there, and it was a blockbuster!"

Mu Chen's eyes shrank, and Mu Peng's eyes made his heart skip a beat.

"It is said that the Dragon Ya, who went from no rank to the Heavenly Ranking team within half a year, is his subordinate. Moreover, in the Riguro Prairie, he is also because of Sang Xuewu and the winner, the young master of the Ji family. There was a competition, and they all won. He also said that he also had a very powerful spirit beast in his hand. It seemed harmless, but it only needed a roar to defeat people below the sixth floor of the silver realm. In short, now The reputation of the young master of Qingge is very famous in the rookie world, and there are many families." Mu Peng said.

"You're talking about the winner of the young master and the Ji family's young master, Ji Yaohua who is ranked second in the Qingying list, and Yingze who is ranked fourth?" Mu Chen asked in shock.

Mu Peng nodded.

Mu Chen lost his voice: "How is this possible? The winner has a huge bloodline, Yingze's cultivation base is at least above the fourth floor of the Silver Realm, and that Ji Yaohua is even more incredible, the Ji family Yufeng's bloodline is in him. His body is extremely thick, and his cultivation is even higher than Ying Ze! How could he be the opponent of the two of them?"

"This is true." Mu Peng said with a wry smile: "However, it's not a formal competition between them. In the competition with Young Master Win, the two parties agreed to limit three moves. If Young Master Qingge can take over. If you live to win the Young Master's three moves and don't die, you will win. And in the competition with Ji Young Master, within three hundred moves, you can beat Ji Young Master who has suppressed his cultivation to the same level."

"This is also very impressive." Mu Chen sighed. "The strength of the winner, even you and I have to avoid its edge. He can withstand three moves without dying. And Ji Yaohua... Even if the realm is suppressed at the same level, the gap between the two is irreparable. "

"I heard... I heard..." Mu Peng said hesitantly: "I heard that in the battle with Young Master Ji, Young Master Qingge even blew up Young Master Ji's personal weapon, a divine weapon, with his bare hands. "

Mu Chen took a deep breath!

Mu Qingge shocked him too much, and he even regretted not seeing these pictures with his own eyes.

Mu Chen and Mu Peng looked at each other and smiled bitterly. People who were not in their eyes at first, but refreshed their cognition again and again, making them regret their choices again and again.

They were even embarrassed to think about what the outcome would be if Mu Luofeng was asked to fight Yingze and Ji Yaohua.

Blow! Such a blow!

The existence of Mu Qingge is like a special attack against Mu Luofeng.

"Elders, they are all saying that the competition between Young Master Qingge, Young Master Ying and Young Master Ji is related to Miss Xuewu of the Sang family, and some people say that they got very close when they were hunting. Young Master Qingge is also interested in Miss Xuewu?" Mu Peng guessed.

His words reminded Mu Chen.

His eyes narrowed and he said to Mu Peng: "This time, we can't lose again. Tomorrow morning, we will go to Sang's house and make a marriage appointment first."

Mu Peng nodded clearly and exited Mu Chen's room.

……

The stars are setting and the sun is rising.

In Fusha City, the liveliness began to resume. It's just that the picture of the yellow sand filling the sky still makes the outsiders uncomfortable.

Mu Luofeng raised his hand and kept flicking his sleeves to block the wind and sand.

Muchen frowned more than once.

When I came to the outskirts of Sang's house, the simple and heavy door finally made Mu Luofeng a little interested. He put down his sleeves and smiled at Mu Chen: "At last, it looks like an ancient clan."

"Luo Feng, after entering, don't talk nonsense." Mu Chen warned.

There was a gloomy look in Mu Luofeng's eyes after being reprimanded, but there was a humbly accepting smile on his face, and he bowed to Mu Chen: "I see, Uncle Clan."

Mu Chen nodded slowly, and then said to Mu Peng, "Go and deliver the invitation."

Mu Peng took out the prayer note from his arms and walked towards the door of Sang's house.

……

In the remote courtyard of the Sang family, Sang Lanruo reluctantly eats breakfast accompanied by Sang Yichen and Sang Xuewu. She didn't sleep all night last night. After listening to Sang Xuewu's description of Mu Qingge, she really didn't want to delay for a moment and wanted to see her child. Even if she hates her or blames her, she just wants to see it with her own eyes.

Waking up in the morning, Sang Lanruo's eyes were red, and although her expression was still haggard, she was more alive than before.

The family of three was eating breakfast peacefully, when a voice suddenly came from outside the hospital begging for a meeting.

Sang Xuewu put down the porridge spoon and said to Sang Yichen, "Go and see who it is."

Sang Yichen got up and walked out of the courtyard.

After a while, a disciple of the Sang family came in. That person was about the same age as Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen. He walked in, just stood outside the front yard, and said to Sang Lanruo in the room, "Xuezhi has seen my aunt."

Sang Lanruo put down the bowls and chopsticks, she has long been uncomfortable with these entertainment, but she still forced a smile and said: "Xuezhi? You are the grandson of the third uncle."

"Back to Auntie, that's right." Sang Xuezhi lowered his eyes.

Sang Lanruo smiled, "What's the matter with you here?"

Sang Xuezhi raised his head and replied, "Xuezhi came here at the order of the head of the family. Early this morning, a group of people came from outside the mansion to hand over the invitation to see the head of the family. After the head of the family saw the invitation, he They sent me here, saying that I asked my aunt to bring sister Xuewu and brother Yichen to the main hall before."

"Someone asked to see me, why let me go?" Sang Lanruo frowned, really reluctant to leave here.

Sang Xuewu realized something and stood up and asked, "Brother Xue, do you know the surname of the person who asked to see him?"

Sang Xuezhi thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "I seem to hear the head of the house whispering something, the surnamed Mu begging to see you..."

"The last name is Mu!" Sang Lanruo stood up abruptly, and even knocked over the porridge bowl on the table, letting the porridge in the bowl flow on the table. Her reaction was more excited than anyone else, which surprised Sang Xuezhi.

"Is she here? I... I look like this, how can I see her?" Sang Lanruo straightened her hair in a panic and looked at Sang Xuewu.

"Mother!" Sang Xuewu grabbed her mother's hand and forced her to calm down. To her: "Let's go to the main hall first."

She was equally excited. She didn't expect Mu Qingge to arrive at Sang's house so soon.

She looked at Sang Yichen, the excitement in the latter's eyes was no less than hers, and she couldn't wait to rush to the main hall.

"Okay! Let's go." Sang Lanruo murmured. Then, he asked worriedly: "Can I really do this? I'm much older than before, will she still know me?"

Sang Xuewu smiled and said, "Mother is the same as when she was young, she hasn't changed at all."

After comforting Sang Lanruo, Sang Xuewu helped her out of the room. When approaching Sang Xue, he only felt a chill force towards him, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

This retreat made Sang Yichen frown.

Sang Lanruo also smiled reluctantly and said, "Xuezhi, I scare you."

Sang Xuezhi hurriedly shook his head, "No, Auntie. It's because Xueyi didn't stand still." He glanced at Sang Lanruo, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I once heard from my father that my aunt's beauty is hard to compare with. , I am fortunate enough to meet today, but I am still amazed by my aunt's appearance, which is disrespectful."

His timely return made Sang Lanruo's nervous mood relax a little, and also dispelled the hostility between Sang Yichen's eyebrows.

Sang Lanruo is not ugly, on the contrary, she is beautiful. It's just that she stayed in the ice cellar all the year round and lived with the dead, which caused her body to be cold and dead.

"Let's go." Sang Lanruo said.

Her heart has not been beating so eagerly in a long time. She desperately wanted to see Mu Qingge, but was a little afraid to see it. She has countless things she wants to say to her, but she doesn't know where to start.

All kinds of contradictory and complicated emotions were tormenting her, causing her body to tremble faintly.

After many years, Sang Lanruo reappeared in the Sang family.

She was supported by Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen to the main hall. When she passed through other parts of the Sang family, many people looked over curiously. No one in the Sang family is unfamiliar with the name Sang Lanruo, but they are unfamiliar with this person, especially the younger generation.

The proud daughter of the Sang family back then, her appearance, talent, and blood were the pride of her clan. In the end, he fell silent because of a man in a barren land like Linchuan.

When the three came to the main hall, many people were already seated.

Sang Lanruo is most familiar with his father sitting in the main seat. Doing the math, it has been about five years since the last time I saw my father.

When she first came back, her father often accompanied her, but the frequency gradually decreased.

'I'm afraid that my father has already given up on my unfilial daughter. And why didn't I complain to him? ’ When Sang Lanruo saw his father again, his mood was extremely complicated.

On the left and right sides of King Sang Shun, there were two middle-aged men, the second and third elders of the Sang family.

In the guest seats, four or five people were seated.

Sang Lanruo's gaze, after leaving his father, looked directly at the guest seat, and fell on the youngest young man among them.

Xue Wu said that her song is still wearing the magic device she left behind, showing it in front of people as a boy.

Among the four or five people, only one was of her age.

But...

Sang Lanruo's excited eyes flashed a trace of doubt. The young man with a delicate face and a slightly raised eyebrow was completely different from the song she remembered.

Also, on his left ear, there is no magic device she made by herself!

"No!" At this moment, Sang Xuewu's disappointed voice came from Sang Lanruo's ear. It wasn't loud, but she could hear it clearly.

Surely not!

Sang Lanruo was also disappointed by this answer. Since it's not the person she wants to see, she doesn't want to stay here any longer.

However, before she left, she heard her father's voice. "Lan Ruo, come in and sit down."

Sang Lanruo stood at the door with a pair of children. King Sang Shun's words made everyone in the hall look at her. Mu Luofeng is no exception.

He looked over with some absent-minded eyes, but he was stunned and stared at Sang Lanruo and Sang Xuewu in a stunned manner. As for Sang Yichen, he automatically ignored it.

Beautiful! gorgeous!

It's beyond description!

'The two beauties are beautiful, each with their own charm, one of them is a little older, but has a more mature charm. It would be great if both big and small beauties could be embraced together! ' Mu Luofeng thought wryly in his heart.

"The head of the family is talking about business, why should I stay alone as a woman?" Sang Lanruo said lightly, and planned to turn around and leave.

She wanted to leave, but Mu Luofeng stood up anxiously, her eyes staring at Sang Lanruo's charming figure, she couldn't even pull it out. And that light from the corner of his eye kept drifting towards Sang Xuewu.

"What are you looking at!" Sang Yichen had long noticed Mu Luofeng's gaze, so he couldn't help but stand up and stand in front of his mother and sister, preventing him from snooping.

Admiring the beauty was blocked, making Mu Luofeng's eyes sink.

At this time, King Sang Shun said again: "Lan Ruo, this Muluo Fengmu son is here to ask for Xue Wu to marry." At first, he thought it was his granddaughter who had never met. . After meeting, the other party reported his name and purpose, and he realized that he had made a mistake. However, the other party's intention was also related to Sang Lanruo's mother and daughter.

"What! He wants to marry Xue Wu? Is he worthy?" Before Sang Lanruo and the surprised Sang Xuewu could speak, Sang Yichen first objected!

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Happy Valentine's Day!

There is a message from a sister paper, saying that I hope that it is not just a thank you, but there can be some small theaters... Well, well, let's take a small theater on Valentine's Day. Of course, the relatives who tipped this article yesterday, Yangyang knows it in their hearts, thank you for your support!

——Small Theater——

Qingge (probing): I heard that today is Valentine's Day?

Uncle Mo: Hmm.

Qingge (Try again): How will you spend Valentine's Day?

Uncle Mo: Hmm.

Qing Ge (the corner of his mouth twitches) belly slander: Where has this man's intelligence gone today? Did Ben see Sir Ben asking for roses?

Qingge (explicitly): You didn't prepare anything?

Uncle Mo (seriously): Yes!

Qingge (eyes light up): What!

Uncle Mo lowered his head, took out a dozen golden hollowed-out delicate palace bells from his arms, shook it in front of a certain woman, and smiled: Do you still like Xiaogeer?

"I like your sister! What do you want to do with so many palace bells? Are you doing something?" Mu Qingge clenched her teeth and sent her a punch!