Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"Second Young Master, the young master does not know this matter..."

"It's easy to handle when my eldest brother is away." Yingchuan interrupted the accompanying elder's words directly. One of his actions was translated by the young man next to him.

This little boy didn't know how he trained. In the past two years, he was able to touch his mind very carefully, without any mistakes, and could speak for him.

"Young Master doesn't know this, and there is always something wrong." The accompanying elder hesitated again.

Yingchuan gave him a look in his heart, and gave the young man around him a look. The young man immediately understood and said: "Elder, my master is also for the winner. This Mu Xuewu is already a god-level refiner. If he marries the winner, won't the winner have another god-level refiner?"

The elder frowned slightly, "It is correct to say that." However, he was still a little nervous in his heart by bypassing the young master.

The young man stared at him and said, "What is the elder worrying about? This is also the Patriarch's acquiescence."

‘Yes, the Patriarch has acquiesced in it. But I also said that after the young master comes back, the negotiation is determined, and the young master will accompany the Sang family to discuss the marriage. However, these two youngsters dragged him over in a hurry. The elders took a look at Yingchuan, feeling a little helpless.

At this time, the three were standing outside the gate of Sang's house.

The tall door of the Sang family was tightly closed, and there was no plan to welcome guests.

The elder was also a little dissatisfied with this. He said to Yingchuan: "Second son, the Sang family had already driven us out the day before, and rejected this marriage. Why should we take the humiliation today? If the second son is still against Na Mu Xuewu Don’t forget it, it’s better to wait for the young master to come back and we will come again."

Remember Mu Xuewu?

Humph~! He is really obsessed with it, so he will try his best to marry her back to the winner!

A trace of insidiousness flashed through Yingchuan's frivolous eyes. In his heart, both Mu Xuewu and Mu Qingge were the culprits who made him disabled and turned into a laughing stock.

Mu Qingge is now very strong, and he is the only holy refiner in the Middle Ancient Realm and the city lord of Falling Star City. He has no alternative. But Mu Xuewu...

‘When I marry her back, how can I torture her and torture her, and who is qualified to say the first half? 'Yingchuan sneered triumphantly in his heart.

"The young master doesn't know when he will come back, when will he wait?" Xiao Si asked again at Yingchuan's hint. He persuaded the elder of the winner, "Elder, this Mu Xuewu is the number one beauty in Xizhou, and he is also a god-level craftsman. People who want to marry her may be countless like the Qing Dynasty in Xizhou alone. If it were we If you take a step forward, I'm afraid the winner will let this god-level refiner slip through his fingers."

"It's the Sang family who disagrees now." The winner's elder frowned.

There was also a thin layer of anger in his voice.

This anger was not aimed at Yingchuan, nor was it aimed at the young man, but at the Sang people who didn't know good or bad in his eyes!

In his opinion, although the San people have risen in the past two years, they are still far behind their winners.

The second son of the winner, the younger brother of the young master Yingze, came to ask for Mu Xuewu to marry him, which had already given enough face to the Sang family.

This marriage can be regarded as the Sang tribe.

Unexpectedly, he came with full confidence, but in the end he was driven out directly by King Sang Shun, really losing face. Now, let him go in and be humiliated again? He was extremely unhappy in his heart.

"How do you say that Mu Xuewu is the number one beauty in Xizhou, a figure on the young phoenix list, and a god-level craftsman. It is understandable to carry some airs, and the elders will not be angry. Let's go again today to show our sincerity. If you want to come to the Sang clan, you will not ignore the win clan’s face and rush again. Moreover, the second son is bound to have this marriage, so why not let us go with him again?" Xiaosi persuaded in a low voice.

The elder of the winner looked at Yingchuan and saw a trace of impatience on his face.

This son-in-law is not very capable, but has a great temper. He has always asked others to obey. If he really offends him unintentionally, he can remember for a lifetime, and he may not know when to give him shoes.

After struggling in his heart, the winner's elder gritted his teeth and said: "Well, let's go again today. However, the second son, you also promised me one thing. If the Sang still refuses to let go, let's go back for the time being. , Everything will be discussed long-term."

Yingchuan nodded, it was a compromise.

Of course, he didn't take the elder's words seriously in his heart. This time when he came to Fusha City, he was bound to make a decision on the marriage. As long as everything is certain, he will marry Mu Xuewu back as quickly as possible!

He can't wait to torture her severely!

In the past few years, he has thought of no less than a hundred ways in his mind, wanting to avenge himself!

No one saw the insidiousness hidden in Yingchuan's eyes, and the hatred in his heart made him be careful to hide it. It can be said that in the entire winning family, except for his brother, the winner's young master, Yingze, almost no one can see clearly his mind.

Therefore, he must hurry to let all the dust settle before Ying Ze returns.

At that time, even if his brother comes back, it won't help!

Yingchuan finally gave way, which made it difficult for the winner's elders to continue to say anything. He asked the family guard behind him to knock on the door.

In fact, they had knocked on the door once before, but there was no response.

This is also the cause of dissatisfaction with Ying's parents.

This time, the guard of the winner walked to the closed door of the San again with the greeting card and knocked on the door.

After the knock on the door disappeared, the closed door still didn't react at all.

The guard turned to look at the winner's elder, wanting to get instructions.

Of course, at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened slowly.

Creaking--

The sound of the door opened scared the winner's guard standing outside the door.

He quickly retreated two steps, a little farther away from the gate of the San Clan.

The gap opened slowly.

Standing outside, Yingchuan and the winner's elder stared at the crack in the door. Suddenly, Yingchuan's face changed, and instantly became very ugly.

In the crack of the door, he saw the one he hated and feared the most!

The coquettish red, as glamorous as blood, can not be ignored, let alone ignored.

Mu Qingge put his hands behind him, raised his leg and stepped out of the high threshold of the Sang family's gate, standing tall and straight, and standing outside the open door with a cold expression.

Behind her, there were Sang guards, but twenty people, but they lined up in a line, standing behind Mu Qingge, staring sharply at Yingchuan and his group, suddenly making Yingchuan's momentum sharp. Less.

He also brought twenty people. However, in front of Mu Qingge, he felt like standing at the foot of a mountain.

Yingchuan's facial features were distorted, his eyes became gloomy.

He didn't want to show timidity in front of Mu Qingge... He is the second youngest of the winner, and behind him is the winner! Yingchuan continued to cheer for himself.

The appearance of Mu Qingge surpassed Yingchuan's expectation, and also exceeded the expectation of the winner's elder.

Of course, he thought, Mu Xuewu was Mu Qingge's younger sister, and he had told her about this marriage, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

He winked at the winner's guard standing in front of Mu Qingge. The latter realized that he immediately handed the greeting card with both hands, and said to Mu Qingge: "The second son of the winner, come to the Sang clan to see the Sang clan chief."

The post was handed to Mu Qingge.

Her clear eyes fell on it, and it was clear that she hadn't done anything, but the hand of the winner's guard still felt a faint tingling pain across the edge.

Suddenly, he felt empty in his hands and raised his head carefully, only to realize that Mu Qingge had already accepted the greeting.

After completing the task, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly retreated behind the elders of the win.

"Ha ha ha..., this is the only holy refiner in our Middle Ancient Realm, the city lord of Falling Star City, Mu City lord, right?" The winner's elder stood up and said with a pleasant tone.

A holy refiner, even if she is more arrogant, he is not good to offend.

Therefore, even if I feel uncomfortable, I can only swallow it.

The elder of the winner wanted to make a breakthrough from Mu Qingge. After all, he had heard that there was some friendship between his young master and this Mu Chengzhu. In this case, would Mu Chengzhu agree with this marriage?

He had a wishful thinking, but Mu Qingge still had a cold face.

Mu Qingge's clear eyes lit up with a hint of joking. He looked at the smiling elders and said lightly, "What is your intention?"

She was not interested in the hypocritical greetings with him, and went directly to the subject.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and was obviously surprised by Mu Qingge's non-routine play method. However, he quickly reacted and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mu Qingge.

"Yingchuan, say it." Mu Qingge's eyes fell directly on Yingchuan.

That tone is not friendly.

The elder of the winner made a ‘thump’ in his heart, and he was a little worried. He seemed to realize that not only would things go well today, but there would even be complications.

"Oh? By the way! I almost forgot, your tongue was cut off by me and I can no longer speak." Mu Qingge said lightly, but a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She deliberately mentioned this matter to expose Yingchuan’s scars in public just to make him angry and embarrass him!

Sure enough, Yingchuan's facial features became savage, and the eyes that looked at Mu Qingge were full of hatred.

Upon seeing this, the elder of the winner cried out in his heart, ‘not good! ’

He quickly gave Yingchuan a hint from the little boy next to Yingchuan, who was also smart, and immediately understood and said: "My second son is sincere to marry Miss Xuewu, and I also ask Lord Mu to let go of the past."

"Want to marry my sister?" Mu Qingge's mouth turned cold, and his eyes became cold. She took the hand of the greeting card and moved slightly, and in an instant, the greeting card was turned to ashes in front of the winner's family. Mu Qingge looked at Yingchuan indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Yingchuan, are you impatient to be alive, so come here to find death?"