Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"This Floating Sand City really lives up to its name!" Muluofeng covered his nose and mouth, his eyes full of disgust.

Muchen, who was walking behind him, swept his eyes and warned in a low voice: "Luo Feng, speak carefully."

A chill flashed in Muluo Feng's eyes, but no one could see. He turned his eyes, and changed his obedient, well-behaved appearance. "Uncle Clan, I'm just telling the truth. When you watch the breeze, you will bring up dust and sand on the ground. It really matches the name of the city."

Muchen glanced at him lightly and sighed in his heart. Still opening to explain: "Fosha City is dominated by the Sang family. The Sang family is an ancient clan and is a craftsman with a talented bloodline. Naturally, the city they live in is also dominated by crafts. Most of the city in Fusha The shops in the city are mainly selling refining materials, crafting 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 blows, there is nothing strange about some dust."

"I see, Uncle Clan." Muluo Feng said with a smile.

But his expression, Mu Chen knew he didn't even listen. In other words, he is not interested in listening at all.

Muchen secretly shook his head in his heart and reminded: "Since you want to propose marriage to the Sang family and marry the first beauty in Xizhou, if you don't even have the least respect for the Sang family or Fusha City, I don't think I need to ask the Sang family. I mentioned this marriage for you."

"Uncle clan!" Mu Luofeng suddenly became anxious. He rolled his eyes and said to the deceased: "You promised me that if I break through, you will help me book a marriage. Luo Feng is not young anymore. If there is no woman around him to take care of, how can he be in cultivation? Go all out?"

"If you can break into the silver realm, and then tell me these words, I will be very pleased." Mu Chen said helplessly.

Why can't I concentrate on cultivation without a woman by my side? Obviously it is young and affectionate and wants to marry a wife! Muchen is not stupid, how can he not see?

However, he didn't want to find some women to serve Mu Luofeng casually, so that he had no intention of practicing, so he suggested that if he wants to marry a wife, he must choose a good match.

But he didn't want to, Muluofeng actually suggested that the first beauty in Xizhou, Sang Xuewu from the Sang family was a good choice.

This led them to leave the secluded place this time for a trip to Xizhou.

"Uncle Clan, now I am at the sixth level of the Gray Realm, and leaving the Silver Realm is just a thin line. It is a matter of time before entering the Silver Realm. You have long warned me that I should not be impatient in my cultivation. It is a matter of course. Why should you worry now? "Muluo Feng said impatiently.

Didn't he take a breath in his heart? I don’t know if Namu Qingge died in the hands of the Su and Yan families in Ammo City. When he breaks through the silver realm, go find him again, humiliate him severely, and then kill him. Snatch those two stunning servants back, let them know who is their real master!

"Elder, there is an inn ahead." Mu Peng suddenly interjected, interrupting the unpleasant conversation between Muchen and Muluofeng.

Mu Chen raised his head and glanced, the inn was decorated very plainly, but not simple. So he nodded and told Mu Peng, "Just settle down here, and go to the Sang's house tomorrow."

He decided, and Mu Peng beckoned to let the guards who were accompanying him go ahead and take care of it.

Muluofeng also looked at the inn, but looked disgusted. Secretly said in his heart, ‘I can 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 rebel against Muchen's decision, even though he was extremely disgusted in his heart, he could only bite the bullet to keep up.

And his waiter, aware of his unhappiness, hurriedly said in a low voice: "Young Master, tomorrow you can see the legendary Xizhou No. 1 Beauty, don't worry about small things."

Muluo's eyes lit up, and he immediately waved away from the unpleasant choice of the inn. He turned his head and said to the boy attendant: "If you see Sang Xuewu tomorrow, it won't be as beautiful as you portrayed, let's see how I clean up you!"

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

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

In the inn, after settling down, Mu Chen called Mu Peng into his room.

The two talked in a low voice.

"Elder, are we really going to propose marriage for the young master? Young Master Mu Feng is a few years older than him, but he didn't want to get married, but focused on cultivation." Mu Peng said with some dissatisfaction.

Mu Chen sighed silently, "He made a request, and I embarrassed him by improving his cultivation. Now that he has broken through, how can I break my promise?"

"But... you are not afraid that after you really marry, he will indulge in **** things all day long and waste his cultivation?" Mu Peng said worriedly.

"That's why you must choose carefully when you are married. If you marry a wife and ask for a good person, if you choose the wrong wife, you will ruin Luo Feng's life." Mu Chen said in a deep voice.

The two were silent for a while before he continued: "Sang Xuewu is on the Xizhou young phoenix list, and her strength and talent should not be underestimated. In addition, she has the blood of the Sang family craftsman and is highly valued by the Sang family. .If we can really marry the Sang family, it might be a help for us. Moreover, I heard that Sang Xuewu has a good temperament, and he can take care of the overall situation and can tolerate it. Such a woman is exactly what Luo Feng needs Go to Sang’s house tomorrow and see with your own eyes, if it is the same as the legend, Luo Feng would not be wrong to marry her."

"This Sang family is an ancient clan after all, can you see Young Master?" Mu Peng was still a little nervous.

Although the Mu family has a long history, the Mu family today has been low-key after all and has no reputation in the Middle Ages. In addition, this part of them is separated, so why let the Sang family marry a daughter?

Mu Chen pondered for a moment, and said: "If it were the former Sang family, it was naturally impossible. But now, the Sang family has been lost, precarious, and brilliance is no longer needed. It is when new power is needed. Luo Feng has a good talent. Adding to those of us, it’s not impossible."

Seeing that Mu Chen had decided, Mu Peng didn't say anything.

After a while, Mu Chen said to Mu Peng: "Since you have come out, you send someone to the Liuke clan to find out what happened in the Middle Ancient World. Also, check the whereabouts of Qingge Young Master. The map is with her, we No matter what you have to cooperate with him, otherwise Luo Feng's chance is really slim."

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

...

Sang Family, Fusha City.

There is no luxurious decoration in the mansion of the Sang family, it 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 the calm and majestic mansion had already faded and the bloodline was weak?

Entering the Sang's house, there was the sound of refining tools everywhere, and even the air was full of the smell of refining materials.

Outsiders coming in may feel uncomfortable. However, for the Sang family, this kind of environment makes them most comfortable.

Returning from Sunmu Grassland, the three elders must report to the Patriarch. When he was leaving, he specifically called Sang Xuewu.

Sang Xuewu had to hand the Earth Emperor Pill he brought back from Wuyin Mansion to Sang Yichen, let him go home first, and hand the Earth Emperor Pill to his mother. As for Mu Qingge's matter, I won't talk about it, and talk about everything when she goes back.

Sang Xuewu followed the third elders to grandfather's courtyard and stood outside the door waiting.

After a while, a servant in 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 room of the head of the Sang clan is like a small weapon storehouse. All kinds of weapons are hung everywhere on the wall, but these are molds and are not lethal.

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

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

The third elders and Sang Xuewu just waited quietly, and did not interrupt them.

There was a full time for the incense stick before King Sang Shun put the wiped broken knife back on the knife holder on the table, raised his head and looked at the two people standing in the room.

On that handsome face, which has been stained with frost on the temples, the most memorable thing is the deep eyes like zircon.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Sang Xuewu shouted: "Grandpa."

King Sang Shun nodded slowly, his powerful cultivation level prevented the years from leaving marks on him. However, the future of the Sang family has bleached his temples.

Otherwise, from his appearance, no one would think that he is 108 years old now, more like a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s.

"Xue Wu met you with the third child." King Sang Shun said, his voice steady, with the majesty of the Patriarch.

The third elder smiled and said respectfully: "Brother, Xue Wu heard the news of the hunt in the boundless mansion before going to Flow Fire City to meet us."

"Yeah." King Sang Shun nodded his head almost unchecked, no joy or anger could be heard in his voice. Just asked: "How is the harvest this time?"

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

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

At the moment, the three elders talked about all the things that happened on the Sunmu Grassland.

Including Sang Xuewu's encounter with Yingchuan in Wuyinfu, and then a dispute, and then the winner's Yingze made troubles on the sun twilight grassland, etc., all said it, until the end of the big siege hunting.

This whole process, the three elders talked for more than an hour.

After this, he was already dry. Sang Xuewu poured a cup of tea sensibly and handed it to him. The third elder took it and said to her, "Xuewu is still good."

Then I drank all the tea in the cup to feel more comfortable.

"The third one, this trip has been hard for you. Let's go back and rest first." King Sang Shun didn't seem to show any special interest after listening, but just asked the third elder to go back and rest.

The three elders were taken aback, smiled, put down the tea cup, and exited the room.

Sang Xuewu was planning to retreat together, but King Sang Shun's voice came over, "Xuewu stayed."

The third elders calmed her eyes and left with strides. Sang Xuewu had to turn around and face Grandpa again.

To be honest, facing King Sang Shun alone, Sang Xuewu was nervous. 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, and her long, curled eyelashes blocked the emotion in her eyes.

King Sang Shun's deep eyes stared at her, silent for a long time. After a long time, he nodded slowly, "If I have perseverance and strength, I am a good boy from Linchuan."

Sang Xuewu suddenly raised her head, staring at her grandpa dumbfounded.

King Sang Shun snorted and rebuked: "Your mother is my daughter. You don't think that my father doesn't know the name of the child born by your daughter, do you?"

Sang Xuewu's face turned pale for an instant. She couldn't understand Grandpa since she was a child, and couldn't guess his thoughts. She could only be sure that he really cared for their sisters and brothers and mother. But what about sister?

What was the mood of grandpa who was left behind in Linchuan Mu's Mansion and had never met before?

"Go and see your mother."

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 anyone dares to be lesser than you in the future, just kill it. The Sang family is no better than before, but the Sang family’s lady is not everyone. It can be bullied."

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

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

Sang Xuewu left, and the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared from King Sang Shun's hearing.

At this time, a complex expression flashed deep in 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 was once abandoned.

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

This was not King Sang Shun's decision, or Sang Lanruo's own choice. She said that she did not want to be disturbed by the outside world, nor did she want to be quarreled.

Therefore, King Sang Shun ordered that no one is necessary and is never allowed to step in there.

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

And Sang Lanruo also seemed to restrain himself, and rarely took a step. Every time he appeared, it was to revive Muliancheng.

As Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen grew up, they had to deal with more matters related to the outside world, and 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 almost couldn't adjust 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 in which the body of the father is placed. It is also the place where the mother stays the longest every day.

Sang Yichen shuddered, and after adapting, he walked towards the room.

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

However, no one in the room responded.

"Mother?" Sang Yichen looked around again, and after making sure that there was no one in the room, a touch of helplessness appeared in his eyes. He squeezed the box containing the Dihuang Dan in his hand and walked towards his mother's room.

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

He skillfully opened the secret door and walked down the steps. The infiltrating air-conditioning kept approaching, making his hands and feet stiff.

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

As soon as he approached, he heard his mother's voice come--

"Liancheng, you have slept for a long, long time, and I will be old if you don't wake up."

A trace of distress appeared in Sang Yichen's eyes, and he slowly walked in.

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

In fact, the father was lying here, and there was no dust at all.

However, her mother stubbornly believed that the wind and sand in Fusha City was too great for her father to be dirty, so she came back to wipe his father almost every day.

Then, what I said was the same.

After so many years, she **** repeated and never gave up.

"Mother." Sang Yichen shouted.

The woman with her back to him stopped her movements and turned her eyes slowly, revealing a stunning face.

I have to say that a woman who can give birth to children like Mu Qingge, Sang Xuewu, and Sang Yichen will never be ugly! It's just that, on her stunning face, she has an excessively pale complexion and haggard.

Seeing Sang Yichen, Sang Lanruo smiled at him and raised his hand to call: "Come."

Sang Yichen walked forward and squatted down beside his parents.

Father's sleeping face is still the same as before. The mother seemed to be more and more haggard.

Sang Lanruo took Sang Yichen's hand, looked at Mu Liancheng, and said to him: "Liancheng, our Yichen is back. Do you want to hear what's interesting about him going out this time?"

As she said, she turned her eyes to Sang Yichen, and said to him: "I haven't told your father yet, what have you encountered when you went out this time? Is there any trouble?"

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

Under the gaze of her mother, she turned to look at her father, the secret in her heart could no longer be hidden, let alone waiting for Sang Xuewu to return. "Father, I went out this time and saw my sister. Xuewu's sister and I, Mu Qingge!"

boom!

The water basin next to Sang Lanruo fell, and the water in it splashed into the ice cellar, instantly forming ice flowers.

Her eyes widened, her eyes were full of shock and excitement, and she breathed quickly: "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 gaze fell on Sang Lanruo's hand, his red and swollen hand from the cold made him feel particularly distressed. He helped Sang Lanruo, took her up from the cold ground, and said to her: "Mother, let's go out first, let's go out and talk."

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

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

Sang Lanruo's figure staggered, as if all the strength of her body was taken away.

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

"My child, my child... my poor child... I'm sorry for her... Geer..." Sang Lanruo grabbed Sang Yichen's arm tightly, crying with pain in her heart.

It seems that the repressed thoughts and guilt in my heart for more than ten years were suddenly defeated.

...

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

She knew that the shoe was worn by her sister Mu Qingge when she was a child. When my mother left Mu's house that year, my sister cried and cried out. In desperation, the mother took one of her shoes and told her sister that when she came back, she would personally help her put on the shoes.

Sang Yichen stood aside helplessly.

Seeing Sang Xuewu coming back, he ran towards her like a savior.

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

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

"You!" Sang Xuewu glared and stomped with anger. "You know that your mother can't be stimulated now, how can you just say it? Ask you to wait for me, don't you understand?"

"I...I didn't want to talk about it anyway, early or late anyway." Sang Yichen said aggrieved.

Sang Xuewu gave him a fierce look, and walked towards Sang Lanruo lightly. Kneeling in front of her, put her hands on her lap, raised her head and shouted: "Mother..."

The daughter's call made Sang Lan Ruo regained. She stared at Sang Xuewu with eyes soaked in tears, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xuewu, does your sister blame me, blame me, hate me?"

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

Withdrawing her gaze, Sang Xuewu said softly: "Mother, why? My sister originally planned to come back to see you with us, but there are some important things in her hands that need to be dealt with. She will come to Fusha City later."

Sang Lanruo slowly shook his head with a bitter expression. She grabbed the small shoes in her hand and said quietly: "I promised her that I would put shoes on her when I returned. But...now, she can't put them on anymore."

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

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

"Mother, don't think about it anymore. When my sister comes, we will beg her for forgiveness together." Sang Xuewu persuaded. "Mother, I brought the Earth Emperor Pill from Wuyin Mansion, let's take the pill to Dad first."

"Earth Emperor Pill?" Sang Lanruo recovered a trace of life in his lifeless eyes when he heard this name.

She nodded slowly and got up from the chair.

Sang Yichen hurriedly said, "Mother, I'll go."

He couldn't bear to say so when his mother had to endure the bitter cold feeling at this time. Originally, he felt that what he said was nothing, because his mother would never leave the care of his father to others, 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 hurriedly returned to the ice cellar for fear that his mother would return. But Sang Lanruo clutched Sang Xuewu's hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Tell me about your sister. What is she like now? How good is she?"

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

...

As night fell, Fusha City was quiet early.

It is really because the wind and sand at night is much bigger than the day, and no one wants to go to the streets to blow the wind.

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

After listening to the report, Mu Peng looked a little ugly, and quickly walked towards the Muchen room.

"You mean, someone is posting a mission to find Luo Feng from the Liuke clan?" Mu Chen's expression also sank after hearing Mu Peng's report.

Mu Peng nodded. "According to those who returned, the portrait of the young master was hung in the quest room of the Liuke 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 the floating sand city in the night.

"I don't know. But after our people spent money to inquire, they got a message that the person who released the information is said to be a young woman." Mu Peng replied.

"Young woman? What did she look for Luo Feng for? Is it related to Young Master Qingge? I remember there are many young women around her." Mu Chen guessed.

Mu Peng couldn't figure it out: "But what is the young master Qingge looking for?"

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

Muchen couldn't figure this out either.

"Do you want to ask Young Master? Maybe he knows in his heart, who is looking for him and why?" Mu Peng suggested.

Muchen slowly shook his head, "Don't tell him yet. You send someone to continue the investigation to see who is tracking Luo Feng. After finding the other party and asking everything, we will talk to him. If it's not a major event, You can solve it, and there is no need to alarm him."

"Yes!" Mu Peng replied.

After finishing talking about his young master, Mu Peng said again: "Elder, there is another piece of news about Young Master Qingge."

"Oh?" Asking Mu Peng to inquire about Mu Qingge's news, it 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 complex expression: "Not long ago, the big encirclement hunting in the streamer world was held in the sun twilight grassland. The young master Qingge appeared there and it was a blockbuster!

Mu Chen's eyes shrank quickly, and Mu Peng's eyes made his heart jump inexplicably.

"It is said that the dragon's teeth, who had gone from being unranked to the sky-level streamer team within half a year, are his subordinates. Moreover, in the sun twilight grassland, he also had a match with the winner young master and Ji family young master because of Sang Xuewu. The test, and they all won. He also said that he still has a very powerful spirit beast in his hand, which seems harmless, but only needs a roar to defeat the people below the sixth level of the silver realm. In short, there are few light songs now The reputation of the Lord is very loud in the streamers and many families." Mu Peng said.

"The young master of the winner and the young master of Ji family you mentioned is Ji Yaohua, who is ranked second on the Qingying list, and the winner of fourth on the Qingying list?" Mu Chen asked in shock.

Mu Peng nodded.

Mu Chen lost his voice: "How is this possible? The winner has the blood of great strength, and the cultivation base of Win Ze is at least above the fourth level of the silver realm. And Ji Yaohua is even more remarkable. The blood of Ji Family Yufeng is extremely strong in him. , And the cultivation base is better than Winze! How could he be their opponent?"

"This is true." Mu Peng smiled bitterly: "However, they are not considered to be a formal competition. The match with the winner of the young master is agreed by both parties to limit the three moves, if the young master of Qingge can catch the win If the master's three moves are not dead, even if he wins. And the contest with Ji Shaozhu, within 300 strokes, can suppress the cultivation base at the same level to hurt Ji Shaozhu."

"This is also incredible." Mu Chen sighed. "The great strength of the winner, even you and I have to avoid its edge. He can survive three moves without death. 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 Young Master Qingge also blasted Young Master Ji's personal weapon, a divine weapon, with bare hands in a battle with Young Master Ji."

Muchen took a breath!

Mu Qingge shocked him too much. He even regretted it at this time, regretting not seeing these pictures with his own eyes.

Mu Chen and Mu Peng smiled bitterly at each other, people who were not in their eyes at the beginning, but refreshed their cognition time and time again, making them feel regret about their choices time and time again.

They were even embarrassed to think about what would happen if Muluofeng were to fight Yingze and Ji Yaohua.

Blow! What a shock!

Mu Qingge's existence is like a special purpose to fight against Mu Luofeng.

"The elders are all saying that the contest between Qingge young master and win young master, and Ji young master is related to Miss Xuewu from the Sang family, and some people say that they walked very close when hunting in the big siege. The Lord is also interested in Miss Xuewu?" Mu Peng guessed.

His words reminded Mu Chen.

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

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

...

The stars are gradually falling, and the blazing sun is rising.

In Fusha City, the bustle began to recover. It's just that the scene of the sky full of yellow sand still makes outsiders uncomfortable.

Muluofeng raised his hand and kept blowing his sleeves to block the wind and sand.

Muchen frowned more than once.

Coming to the outside of Sang's house, the simple and heavy door finally made Muluofeng a little interested. He put down his sleeves and smiled at Mu Chen: "Finally, there is something ancient."

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

A gloomy look flashed through Mu Luofeng's eyes after being reprimanded, but a humbly accepting smile appeared on his face, and he said to Mu Chen: "I see, Uncle Clan."

Mu Chen nodded slowly, then said to Mu Peng: "Go and pass the greeting card."

Mu Peng took out the greeting note from his arms and walked towards the gate of the Sang family.

...

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

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

A family of three was eating breakfast peacefully, and suddenly there was a voice asking for a meeting outside the courtyard.

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, he led a disciple of the Sang family into it. The man was about the same age as Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen. He walked in, just standing outside the courtyard in front of the house, and said to Sang Lanruo in the house: "Xuezhi has seen my aunt."

If Sang Lan put down the tableware, she was already not used to these entertainments, but she still held up a smile and said, "Xuezhi? You are the grandson of the third uncle."

"Aunt Hui, it is." Sang Xuezhi looked down.

Sang Lanruo smiled, "Is there anything wrong with you here?"

Sang Xuezhi raised his head and replied: "Learning came by the order of the Patriarch. Early this morning, a group of people came from outside the house and handed over the greeting card to the Patriarch. After seeing the Patriarch, the Patriarch sent me. So, I asked my aunt to take sister Xuewu and brother Yichen to the main hall before."

"Someone asks to see, why let me go?" Sang Lanruo frowned, really reluctant to get out of here.

Sang Xuewu realized something, and stood up and asked, "Brother Xue, do you know the last name of the person seeking to see?"

Sang Xuezhi thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "I seem to hear the Patriarch whispered in a low voice, asking for a meeting with the surname Mu..."

"Surname Mu!" Sang Lanruo stood up abruptly and even knocked over the porridge bowl on the table, allowing the porridge in the bowl to flow on the table. Her reaction was more exciting than anyone else, and Sang Xuezhi was very surprised.

"Is she here? I... I look like this, how do you see her?" Sang Lanruo tickles her hair and looks at Sang Xuewu.

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

She was equally excited in her heart, and she didn't expect Mu Qingge to arrive at Sang's house so soon.

She looked at Sang Yichen, the excitement in her eyes was not inferior to her, and she even couldn't wait to rush to the main hall.

"Good! Let's go over." Sang Lanruo muttered. Then, he asked, "Can I really do this? I'm much older than before. Will she still know me?"

Sang Xuewu smiled and said, "My 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. As he approached Sang Xue, he only felt a chill forcing him, and couldn't help taking a step back.

This retreat caused Sang Yichen to frown.

Sang Lanruo also smiled reluctantly and said, "Learning it, I scared you."

Sang Xuezhi shook his head quickly, "No, aunt. It was one of the students who didn't stand firm." He glanced at Sang Lanruo and lowered his eyebrows: "I once heard my father say that my aunt's beauty is harder to compare. It was fortunate to see it, but it was shocked by her aunt's appearance and it was rude."

His timely return to the circle made Sang Lanruo's nervous mood relax a bit, and also allowed Sang Yichen to dispel the hostility between his eyebrows.

If Sang Lan is not ugly, on the contrary, she is beautiful. However, she stayed in the ice cellar all year round and lived with the dead, which caused her body to be cold and dead.

"Let's go." Sang Lanruo said.

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

All kinds of conflicts and complicated moods afflicted 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 other parts of Sang's house, many people looked over curiously. No one in the Sang family is unfamiliar with the name Sang Lanruo, but for this person, they are unfamiliar, especially the younger generation.

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

When the three came to the main hall, quite a few people were already seated inside.

Sang Lanruo was most familiar with his father sitting on the main seat. Doing the math, it’s been about five years since I last saw my father.

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

‘I’m afraid it’s my father who is unfilial to me. And why didn't I complain to him? When Sang Lanruo saw his father again, his mood was extremely complicated.

Around King Sang Shun, there were two middle-aged men, the second elder of the Sang family and the third elder.

In the guest seats, there were four or five people sitting.

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

Xue Wu said that her song still wears the magic weapon she left behind and is shown to others as a man.

Among the four or five people, there is only one person who matches the age of her song.

but……

A trace of doubt flashed in Sang Lanruo's excited eyes. The young man with a delicate face and slightly raised eyebrows was completely different from the song in her memory.

Moreover, on his left ear, there is no magic weapon made by her herself!

"No!" At this moment, Sang Xuewu's disappointed voice came from Sang Lanruo's ear. The voice is not loud, but it allows her to hear clearly.

Not really!

With this answer, Sang Lanruo was equally disappointed. Since it was not the person she wanted to see, she didn'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. The words of King Sang Shun made everyone in the hall look at her. Muluofeng is no exception.

He originally looked at it with some absent-minded eyes, and was stunned, staring at Sang Lanruo and Sang Xuewu dumbfounded. As for Sang Yichen, he automatically ignored them.

nice! gorgeous!

It's simply beyond description!

‘The two beauties are both beautiful and charming. Although one of them is a little older, it has a more mature charm. It would be great if both the big and small beauties could embrace them together! Muluofeng thought wretchedly in his heart.

"Patriarch talks about things, what do I leave behind as a woman?" Sang Lanruo said lightly, planning to turn around and leave.

She wanted to leave, and Muluofeng stood up anxiously, staring at Sang Lan's charming figure, and couldn't pull it out. And the light from the corner of his eyes kept drifting towards Sang Xuewu.

"What are you looking at!" Sang Yichen had long noticed Muluofeng's sight, and could not help standing up, blocking his mother and sister, preventing him from spying.

Appreciating the beauty being stopped by others made Muluo Feng's eyes sink.

At this time, King Sang Shun spoke again: "Lan Ruo, this Young Master Mu Luo Fengmu is here to marry Xue Wu." At the beginning, he thought it was his granddaughter who had never met. When they met, the other party reported his name and purpose, and he knew that he had made a mistake. However, the other party's intention is also related to Sang Lanruo's mother and daughter.

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