Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

How many years have passed, Sang Lanruo's heart once again felt the pain of bone erosion.

Even more painful to her than when she received the news that her husband died in battle. After nineteen years, I finally saw the daughter who thought about it day and night, but suddenly realized that... in the eyes of her daughter, she was just a stranger.

‘I’m used to handling my own business. ’

Mu Qingge's words echoed in Sang Lanruo's ears for a long time, like a sharp arrow, making her ten thousand arrows penetrate her heart. ‘Is she blaming me for being indifferent for so many years? Is she telling me that she is no longer the child who likes to cling to her mother? ’

Sang Lanruo grabbed her shirt, clenched tightly, her finger joints faintly white.

Her lip biting tightly, there was a faint blood oozing out, but she didn't know it, just condensed Mu Qingge full of guilt.

"It's useless to say more, Muluofeng, come out." Mu Qingge said to Muluofeng.

Muluofeng suddenly felt a chill in his back, and said to her: "What do you want to do?"

Mu Qingge sneered, "What? What I did by myself, I just want to stop doing it like this?"

"No! I didn't do it!" Muluofeng retorted weakly. At this time, his continued sophistry, his persistence, after the appearance of Su Nuannuan, had become disgusting.

"Luo Feng! Tell me honestly, have you ever done such a shameless thing? Is Miss Su's innocence tarnished by you?" Mu Chen scolded.

He was really disappointed, so disappointed that he didn't know how to blame Muluofeng.

"Uncle Clan, you have to believe me..." Muluofeng's eyes flickered, and he didn't even dare to see Mu Chen.

"You look into my eyes and speak!" Mu Chen drank him. His stern voice made Muluofeng finally mustered the courage to look up at him. Of course, but unable to control the guilty conscience in the eyes.

Mu Chen caught this trace of guilty conscience, so that he already knew the truth.

He said with a heartache: "If you really did all of this, today, you will be in front of us and plead with Young Master Qingge. If you want to be punished, you must not resist. And this Miss Su, I Call her the shots and let you marry her. From now on you have to treat her wholeheartedly and don't let down the slightest, otherwise I will never forgive you."

"What! Clan Uncle, you let me bow to Mu Qingge? You let me marry a broken flower and a willow?" Mu Luofeng asked in surprise.

"Don't you want me to marry a shameless person who has defiled my innocence. I just want to kill him personally and avenge myself!" Su Nuannuan heard Mu Chen's words, her eyes were red and she objected.

The two uttered at the same time, and Muluofeng's phrase "Remaining Flowers and Losing Willows" almost stabbed her all over her body, and she could not wait to rush up and bite off the flesh from him.

Mu Qingge sneered, "Muchon, is your solution too taken for granted?"

A trace of struggle flashed in Mu Chen's expression, and he said to Muluo Feng: "You shut up! What else do you want to say?" Then, he grabbed Muluofeng's hand and said to Mu Qingge. Said: "Today, I will cut off his hand, which is regarded as an apologize to Young Master Qingge." He wanted to save Muluofeng's life, but Muluofeng couldn't notice his painstaking efforts.

"Uncle Clan, you are crazy! You can't cut off my hand. You broke my hand, how can I practice? How can I lead the Mu clan back to the top?" Muluofeng said in horror, struggling desperately, wanting Drew out his hand.

Muchen closed his eyes in pain.

Muluofeng committed such a serious crime, what else did he talk about leading the Mu family back to the top? Keeping him alive already depends on the friendship that has been with him for many years.

In the fight for the position of the young master of the Mu clan, he Muluofeng has no qualifications, can he still not see through this?

They are the descendants of the Mu ethnic group, it is impossible to push a person with filthy conduct to the position of the young master, not to mention that he is not comparable to the Mu Qingge in front of him.

"Muschen! Do you dare to commit the crime? Don't forget, I am your master! You don't protect me, and you are still partnering with an outsider to murder me. Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the Mu family? I understand , I understood it a long time ago... You just fell in love with that kid, don’t you look down on me? Now you want to kill me and turn to him, right? Humph, you all The people who deceive the Lord, what the admirers, what the loyalty, are a bunch of bastards!" Muluofeng struggled, and cursed uncontrollably in desperation.

His words were directed at Mu Chen at the beginning, and Mu Peng and others were dissatisfied with him. But later, it also targeted the Qumu clan, which immediately provoked their anger.

When Muluofeng scolded the Mu clan, Mu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, "Shut up!" He raised his other hand quickly, his palm was wrapped in light golden spiritual power, but stopped at Muluofeng. Above his forehead.

With that palm down, I am afraid that Muluofeng will bleed to death.

‘Golden Realm! Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes, concentrating on Mu Chen's exposed cultivation base, thinking in his heart: "If this old thing wants to prevent me from killing, I'm afraid I will be released before I can stop it. ’

She had never thought that this was the Sang family, and if the Sang family fell, there would definitely be a strong man in the golden realm. I never thought about asking the Sang family for help if you encounter obstacles.

Although Mu Chen's palm did not fall, it awakened Muluofeng.

His face turned pale, his legs knelt on the ground, and begged him bitterly: "Uncle Clan, I was wrong! Luo Feng knew that I was wrong, I shouldn't say that. Luo Feng assures you that as long as you don't cut my hand, I must change my previous practice without peace of mind, and live up to your expectations. You save me, I don't want to lose my hand!"

"Your hand, I don't want it." Mu Qingge, who watched the play for a long time, threw out a cold sentence.

With her words, Mu Luofeng stopped crying, and Mu Chen turned his eyes to look at her.

Mu Qingge turned his eyes, clear eyes, with a ruthless cold light, and said without rebuttal: "What I want is your life."

What I want is your life!

The seven words were so calm and bland, but they fell into the hearts of everyone present like a pebble.

Sang Yichen's arrogant appearance by Mu Qingge was so excited that he showed admiration. King Sang Shun looked at Mu Qingge's eyes with a little more exploration and thinking.

Mu Chen and Mu Peng were both startled, a feeling of powerlessness, rising from the bottom of their hearts.

A touch of happiness rose in Su Nuannuan's heart.

"No! You can't kill me!" Muluofeng got up from the ground and backed away.

Mu Qingge ignored him, but said to the high priest: "Among the candidates of the Mu clan, each other is competitors, and the result is that you die and you die, right?"

The high priest smiled faintly, and the purpose of Ranmu Qingge was already in his wise eyes.

He stood up and said respectfully to Mu Qingge: "Yes, Young Master."

"Who are you?" Mu Peng asked.

The high priest raised his eyes to look at him, smiled faintly, and replied: "You can call me a bereaved clan, or you can call me a Tianlue."

"You are a Tianlue!" Mu Peng's tone was full of shock.

As descendants of the Mu clan, both he and Mu Chen know what Tianlu represents. They knew that there was a Tianlue who followed the blood of the Mu clan and went to Linchuan.

However, they didn't expect that Tianlu, who had a special position in the Mu clan, had actually recognized Mu Qingge as the master, and was accompanied by her.

Mu Peng was shocked, and Mu Chen was also shocked.

He retracted his hand and paid respectful respect to the high priest, "The Muchen has seen Tianlu." The Tianlu, the Tianlu... the Tianlu of the Mu clan, among the Mu clan, it is almost one person. Existence above people!

Tianlu?

King Sang Shun was listening silently, feeling strange to this word. At the same time, he also felt the difficulty of this granddaughter.

The high priest lightly tapped his jaw, his identity was enough to make him stand up in front of the Muchen and them.

"In that case, I challenged him at the moment, can he refuse?" Mu Qingge asked again.

The high priest slowly shook his head and smiled: "Don't refuse, otherwise you will lose your qualifications to compete."

"Very good." Mu Qingge raised a joking smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at Muluofeng.

Mu Luofeng also understood that he could not refuse the challenge initiated by Mu Qingge. If he refused, it would mean that he would lose everything he had now and be beaten back to his original form.

‘I’ve developed my skills, even if I leave, what’s the fear? 'Muluofeng comforted himself in his heart.

Without discussing with Muchen and the others, he directly said: "I refuse! I will not fight you!"

Mu Chen and Mu Peng turned their eyes to him in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that Muluofeng didn't even have the courage to fight! Such a scum, is it really the blood of their Mu family?

Roaring this sentence, Muluofeng straightened his waist and said to Mu Chen and Mu Peng, "What? From now on, I have nothing to do with you anymore. Do you still want to control me?"

As he said, he looked at the guards again and said to them: "Whoever of you wants to follow me, I promise you will follow me to eat spicy food, and there will be beauties. You don't need to hide in the deserted mountains. It's hard to get through."

He actually wanted to encourage Muchen's guards to defect with him!

Unfortunately, the guards were not moved, but looked at him disdainfully.

"I'm afraid, you can't guarantee anything." Mu Qingge looked at him, his clear eyes full of irony.

Muluofeng was startled, looked at her, and said anxiously: "What do you want to do? I have already refused to compete with you, and I won't fight you for the position of the young master of the Mu clan. What do you want to do?"

"Are you thinking of the problem too simple?" Mu Qingge sneered and slowly approached him. At this time, the guards who had surrounded him and protected him all withdrew from their original seats and gave way to Mu Qingge. Even Mu Chen and Mu Peng just stood there and said nothing.

Mu Qingge's approaching gradually made Mu Luofeng aware of something wrong.

"Without that level of identity, it will be easier for me to kill you." Mu Qingge walked up to him and said this coldly to him. "Even the challenge is saved."

"You!" Mu Luofeng's eyes widened, unwilling to believe what Mu Qingge said.

However, Mu Qingge no longer gave him a chance, and suddenly made a move, grabbing Muluofeng's shirt, and throwing it forcefully, directly pulling him up and throwing him behind him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He smashed heavily into the middle of the Sang family square, far away from Muchen and their protection. Mu Qingge's strength was not small. When Muluofeng fell to the ground with this loss, his spine almost broke, and even the floor under him was broken.

This loss is really pleasing!

Even the Sang family, who has nothing to do with them, feel very relieved!

The main thing is that Muluofeng is too capable of inducing hatred and too bored.

Moreover, there is no self-knowledge.

"Ah... my bones..." Muluofeng wailed on the ground. In Mu Qingge's hands, he didn't even have the power to resist.

Su Nuannuan saw her enemy close in front of her and wanted to step forward to avenge her, but Jiang Li grabbed it. "Don't worry, it's not time for you to play." Her family's kiss Qingge hasn't relieved their anger, how can Su Nuannuan kill this guy with a single sword?

Su Nuannuan stopped her steps, holding the hilt in her hand, and the hatred in her heart made the long sword tremble slightly.

Mu Qingge slowly turned around in Muluofeng's wailing. The figure flashed and appeared beside Muluofeng from the place where he stood before.

She stood with her hand in her hand, lowered her eyebrows to look at Muluo Feng who was lying on the ground, and her clear eyes showed disdain and coldness.

She stepped out and landed on Muluofeng's wrist.

"Ah!" The wrist was suddenly stepped on, and Muluofeng screamed like a pig.

Mu Qingge smiled coldly, spiritual power poured in from the soles of his feet, and rushed into Mu Luofeng's body.

Suddenly, an explosion sounded from Muluofeng's body.

Between his legs, a blood flower burst out in front of everyone. Immediately afterwards, Muluofeng's extremely painful screams resounded in the huge residence of the Sang family.

This ruthless trick made the young men present couldn't help but clamp their legs, looking pale at Mu Qingge, eyes full of fear.

But Mu Qingge didn't realize how amazing his performance at the moment was.

The soles of the feet exerted force again, this time, more spiritual power poured into Muluofeng's body.

Boom boom!

Blossoms of blood exploded everywhere in Muluofeng's body. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to bark, and he could only spit out bleeding continuously.

"You killed me——! Kill me!" Muluofeng could not bear the pain and shouted at Mu Qingge with his last strength.

Mu Chen couldn't bear it, and said: "You want to kill him, just kill him, why do you want to torture him like this?"

Mu Qingge only said indifferently: "I heard that he also offended the Sang family. Since borrowing the Sang family's premises and preventing them from revenge, I will naturally do something to relieve the Sang family."

These words made King Sang Shun's eyes burst into light, and the expression in his eyes when he looked at Mu Qingge was a bit more indescribable.

"Good job! Just to torture him!" Sang Yichen shouted and cheered from the side. He is always mighty!

Sang Lanruo was also startled, and the humiliation of being molested by Muluofeng once again hit her mind.

"Mother, sister is venting your breath for you." Sang Xuewu whispered in her ear.

Sang Lanruo pressed her lips tightly and nodded slowly. The look in Mu Qingge's eyes was extremely soft.

"Kill well! Kill well!"

"Good kill!"

The guards of the Sang family yelled at the same time.

The voice of the masses left Mu Chen speechless, looking at Muluo Feng's miserable appearance, as if he was several years old all at once.

In these shouts, Mu Qingge lowered his eyes, looked at Muluofeng who was covered in blood, and asked faintly: "Do you want to die?"

Muluo Feng looked at her in horror, he felt that Mu Qingge in front of him was transformed by the devil, cruel and inhumane! If he were to be tortured forever, he would rather die happily.

Muluofeng nodded desperately, he would rather die than be tortured.

Mu Qingge showed him a devil smile, "tell the truth, I can stop torturing you."

"I...I said...I said..." Muluofeng said hurriedly: "It is me, I hate you for winning a servant, and surrounded by beauty, and I heard Mu Chen and Mu Peng talking about your strengths I was not reconciled, so I wanted to trouble you. Then I met Miss Su Jia. I was a little bit interested in her before. Seeing her walking alone in the reeds, I wanted to defile her and get what I wanted. May, I can blame you again, if you are lucky, you will still die in the hands of Su Yan family. I did all this and I did it! You kill me, don’t torture me anymore, I suffer No more!"

He finally admitted, and finally told what happened that day.

Su Nuan Nuan couldn't stop the tears flowing out, and Mu Chen and the others were in a very complicated mood.

On the contrary, Mu Qingge, who was framed, did not show the happiness of washing away the framing. It seemed that she didn't care if Mu Luofeng acknowledged it or not.

She looked at Muchen and said to him, "You taught him how to do evil."

Muchen was startled, his eyes closed in pain. After a while, he slowly said: "Mu Peng, abolished his cultivation."

Although, at this moment, it is not important to abandon the cultivation base, but he understands that Mu Qingge's mind is to torture Mu Luofeng and take back the things from him little by little.

Mu Peng walked towards Muluofeng with a tense face. In Muluofeng's horrified eyes, he slashed a palm on his dantian, defeating the place where he stored spiritual power, and abolished all his cultivation.

"Ah-!" Muluofeng let out a painful cry. The pain of his cultivation being abolished was more painful than what Mu Qingge had done before.

This is not only a physical pain, but also a pain that has been destroyed by years of hard work.

"Mu Qingge, you lied to me! You said that as long as I admit everything, you won't torture me anymore!" Muluofeng lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move, only using angry words to vent his hatred .

However, Mu Qingge said faintly: "I just said, I won't torture you. Just now, it was indeed not me who shot." After speaking, she smiled at him.

This smile, in Muluofeng's eyes, made him horrified.

He regretted it, regretted that he should not provoke Qingge or provoke her!

"Miss Su, it's time for you." Mu Qingge looked at Su Nuannuan.

Su Nuannuan finally waited until this moment, she came out with the sword in her hands, and when she passed by Mu Qingge, the latter whispered in her ear: "He has been abolished and his meridians are broken. The gods are hard to save. afraid."

Su Nuannuan raised her head, looked at her gratefully, and nodded heavily.

At this time, Mu Peng, who was close, heard these words before reacting. Why did Mu Qingge want to abolish Muluo Feng's cultivation base so as to ensure the safety of Su Nuannuan's revenge.

She and Su Nuannuan passed, walked to Jiang Li and stopped.

Jiang Li joked with a low smile: "You are careful." As Mu Qingge's confidant, how could she not understand her intention to abolish Muluo Feng's cultivation base?

But Mu Qingge smiled faintly, "I promised her that I caught Muluofeng and handed it over to her, so I naturally wanted to protect her well."

"Oh, you like this. I can't help but fall in love, let alone other women who don't know the truth?" Jiang Li shook his head helplessly.

There is always a kind of magic in Mu Qingge, which can easily make men and women be tempted by her.

Su Nuannuan walked in front of Muluofeng, staring at the man who had harmed her. Now that she can finally take revenge, the resentment that she has accumulated during this time in her heart is whizzing out of her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

She did not choose the key points, but chose some places where she would not die immediately.

As if inspired by Mu Qingge, she had to torture Mu Luofeng severely before she was willing to kill him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Muluofeng really tried what it means to be smashed into a sieve. However, Su Nuannuan relentlessly irritated her, as if she wanted to anger her and kill herself.

However, Su Nuannuan turned a deaf ear to his insults and still stabbed him.

The **** scene stimulated everyone's senses and attracted many Sang family members.

After seeing what was happening in the square, many people couldn't help vomiting.

...

Muluofeng was still dead. He didn't die from a killer move, but because his body was chopped into meat sauce. Of course, even though his meat had been chopped up, revealing the skeleton, Su Nuannuan was still stabbing him, not tired.

The blood plasma had already contaminated her, her hands were numb, but she still hadn't vented her inner hatred.

There was silence in the square of the Sang family.

Mu Chen and Mu Peng couldn't bear to look at Mu Luofeng's miserable appearance, they turned their heads and closed their eyes.

King Sang Shun looked at Mu Qingge and saw that her face was calm, without any discomfort. Secretly said in his heart: ‘This child is cruel enough, calm enough, smart enough, bold enough... is a good seedling. ’

After Su Nuannuan finished venting, Mu Qingge told Xuanya and Xiya: "Take Miss Su away and find a place in the city to settle down."

Xuanya and Xiya immediately stepped forward, helped Su Nuannuan, who was exhausted, to leave, and returned to the spirit beast outside the door.

Mei Zizhong sang to Mu Qing at this moment: "I'll go take a look."

Mu Qingge nodded.

Mei Zizhong followed the three of them.

After they left, Mu Qingge said to King Sang Shun, "Thank you, Patriarch Sang, for borrowing the land today. Now that the matter has been resolved, I will leave first."

She is leaving?

King Sang Shun's eyes shrank sharply, his deep eyes staring at her.

Sang Lanruo panicked when she heard Mu Qingge was about to leave, and walked over with Sang Xuewu's support. Seeing this, Sang Yichen hurried up to hold her other hand.

Mu Qingge's clear eyes swept across Sang Lanruo, and said to the Sang Patriarch: "I have soiled your precious land today, and I will visit the house again to make amends."

These words have already shown that she will leave today and will come to Sang's house again.

At that time, I was talking about her and Sang Lanruo.

The matter between them?

For Mu Qingge, it is Muliancheng!

King Sang Shun slowly nodded, and said: "Okay, I will wait for you in the mansion."

Mu Qingge smiled faintly, ignoring the approaching Sang Lanruo, and instead walked in the direction of Mu Chen.

She suddenly appeared in front of her, Mu Chen was still a little lost. But together with others, saluted her, calling out, "Young Master Qingge."

"How about leaving together?" Mu Qingge invited.

Muchen was taken aback, but did not react.

Mu Peng reminded him in time, "Great Elder!"

Mu Chen regained his senses and said to Mu Qingge: "Follow the arrangement of the young master Qingge."

Mu Qingge nodded and turned to leave. Behind her, Jiang Li and the high priest followed. Also, Mu Chen, Mu Peng and others.

...

After Mu Qingge left, Sang Lanruo was sent back to the small courtyard where she lived.

Alone, she walked down the ice cellar, knelt down and sat beside Muliancheng, holding back the tears she had been holding back, and finally no longer had to endure it.

"Liancheng, I saw our daughter. However, she didn't want to recognize me as a mother. I felt that I was a failure. I made a lot of mistakes. What should I do? How can I make her forgive me?" Sang Lanruo fell down. In Muliancheng, crying of the pain in his heart.

She knew very well that she was sorry for Mu Qingge, so she didn't know how to resolve the gap between mother and daughter.

At this moment, she was so sad that she could only confide in her husband.

After a while, Sang Xuewu came to the ice cellar and looked at his mother heartbroken. Whispered softly: "Mother, grandpa is here. He... came to ask my sister."

Sang Lanruo, who was immersed in her grief, stopped crying when she heard these words.

She staggered and stood up, Sang Xuewu quickly walked over to support her. But she straightened her chest, refused her daughter's support, and wiped away the tears on her face.

"Go." Sang Lanruo strode out of the ice cellar.

Sang Xuewu stared blankly at the mother who had become different. How long has she not seen such a mother? In her memory, such a mother would only be like this when she and Yichen were very young and were bullied by some members of the clan.

At that time, the image of the mother was tall in her heart. Protect them like a mother beast!

Sang Lanruo came to the front yard, and King Sang Shun, the head of her father's Sang family, was sitting in the room drinking tea with Sang Yichen. In the face of this unsmiling Patriarch and Grandpa, Sang Yichen, like Sang Xuewu, was a little nervous.

He poured tea for King Sang Shun, and stood aside properly, watching his nose and nose.

It wasn't until Sang Lanruo walked in that he seemed to be liberated and shouted: "Mother!"

King Sang Shun put down the tea cup in his hand and turned to look at his daughter. The compelling coldness on her body and the death breath that accumulated between her brows made him frown.

"Lan Ruo, when are you going to torture yourself?" King Sang Shun blamed him as soon as he opened his mouth.

Sang Lanruo didn't answer the conversation, but asked, "Why does the Patriarch have time to come here."

"I'm your father!" King Sang Shun said sharply.

Sang Lanruo put aside his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

King Sang Shun sighed and said helplessly: "Are you still blaming me? Blame me for instructing people to bring you back at all costs?"

"If it weren't for your order, the people who came to me would not lie to me, saying that Liancheng is still saved, which made me abandon my husband's house, abandon my young girl and return to the Middle Ages. They didn't even let me explain to the Mu family." Sang Lanruo's voice was filled with resentment.

King Sang Shun slowly shook his head.

After so many years, who can tell who is right and who is wrong? Faced with his daughter's incomprehension, he could only say: "If you didn't come back, Muliancheng would have already turned into a pile of bones. How could he still keep his body?"

"Then why don't I tell the Mu's family and let me meet Ge'er? I know that they hope that after I disappear like this, I am already dead in the Mu's family. They also cut off my thoughts of returning to the Mu's family. Sang Lanruo's voice suddenly increased.

"Enough!" King Sang Shun slapped the table. He said solemnly: "The past events are over. The people who brought you back, I also punished them heavily in order to relieve you. For 19 years, all three of them died in battle for the Sang family. What do you think? How? Do you want to keep entangled like this?"

There was a painful struggle in Sang Lanruo's eyes, and said nothing.

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen stood aside, silent, wanting to leave, but didn't dare to leave.

"You two youngsters go out first." King Sang Shun said suddenly.

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen looked at each other, and looked at their mother with some worry. Of course they believed that grandpa would not harm their mother, but they were afraid that the mother would get unhappy during the conversation with grandpa.

Sang Lan Ruo didn't express his attitude towards King Sang Shun, it seemed to be acquiescence.

Sang Xuewu pulled Sang Yichen and withdrew from this remote courtyard.

After walking away, Sang Yichen said to Sang Xuewu: "I don't know what grandpa is going to say to my mother...or else, let's go to the boss first?"

Sang Xuewu shook her head, "Since the boss said, she will come again, let's not disturb her now."

"When will you wait?" Sang Yichen said irritably.

Sang Xuewu said affirmatively: "That is, these few days, be patient."

Sang Yichen's eyes lit up and she said to Sang Xuewu: "Why don't we take advantage of Grandpa today to change the name of Mu back to Linchuan to visit Grandpa?"

Sang Yichen's proposal made Sang Xuewu a little moved.

But she always takes care of the overall situation. She pursed her lips and said, "Don't worry, wait until the boss has met her mother. If we raise this matter at this time, if we irritate Grandpa, what should he do to make things difficult for the boss when he comes?"

Sang Yichen nodded, "Then wait until all the dust settles, shall we talk?"

Sang Xuewu looked at him and nodded seriously.

In the courtyard, King Sang Shun calmed down and said to Sang Lanruo: "Today, the son of Mu who appears behind this is your child who stayed at Mu's house in Linchuan."

Before Sang Lanruo could answer, he added: "Don't think about hiding it from me. I have seen the magic weapon you built."

Everything has been seen through.

If Sang Lan can only admit, "Yes."

"That child is good." King Sang Shun said.

"What do you want to do?" Sang Lanruo looked at him vigilantly, with a look of caution in his eyes. She knew her father too well, and all his considerations would prioritize family interests.

At first, she was brought back because of a family marriage.

If it hadn't been for her to come back, not only had she brought back her husband, but she also had flesh and blood in her belly, I'm afraid she would have been forced into the sedan chair.

"Huh, what do you think I want to do?" King Sang Shun said in a bad tone.

Being wary of my own daughter is really not a good experience.

Sang Lanruo's face was slightly cold, "Xuewu and Yichen received the nurturing grace of the Sang family, you let them contribute to the Sang family, I will not interfere. But Geer has never received the slightest favor from the Sang family. Our mother and daughter In the meantime, only I owe her, without her, you don’t want to detain her at Sang’s house and do things for you!"

"Asshole! Am I just such a person in your eyes?" King Sang Shun said angrily. "She is your daughter and my granddaughter. Will being a grandfather harm your granddaughter?"

Sang Lanruo sneered, "In front of the family, you can give up all your affection."

King Sang Shun was so angry that he stood up and paced in front of Sang Lanruo. In the end, he just said with hatred: "If I were really as ruthless as you say, I would not pay attention to your necromantic husband back then. It would only cause the fetus in your womb to be knocked out, and you would be stuffed into a sedan chair and married. Winner!"

"Liancheng is not dead!" Sang Lanruo retorted.

King Sang Shun was too lazy to entangle with her on this issue, and continued: "Do you know how much the Sang family has lost to the winner because of you, regretting the marriage, before dissolving the marriage contract and letting you live the life you want in peace? Over the years, the precious medicinal materials and rare treasures you spent on Muliancheng are not from the Sang family?"

"That is what I changed for the Sang family refining device." Sang Lanruo said.

King Sang Shun sighed and said: "In these years, your mind has been on him, and your bloodline talent has long been worn out. Do you think the weapons you refine are getting better and better? So far, you have even one piece. Divine tools can't be made."

King Sang Shun's words hurt Sang Lanruo's heart. She looked complicated and said: "I know I owe the Sang family, so in this life, you can send me whatever you want. If you want me to refine a magical tool, I promise you, within half a year, I will definitely refine a magical tool. Leave it to you. But, don't you want to threaten my daughter to work for the Sang family because of this! I won't allow you to use her idea!"

King Sang Shun sighed.

After a while, he sighed: "The Sang family is indeed like a sunset, no longer what it used to be. I like that child because she thinks she is a plastic talent. If it is possible, I hope to train her as my heir. I am. You are the only child under my knees. Now you don’t have any intentions to inherit the Sang family. I can only look at your children."

Sang Lanruo looked at her father in shock. After a long time, she shook her head and said: "She will not agree. She is from the Mu family and will not come to be the Sang family."

As she said, she suddenly knelt down and pleaded with King Sang Shun: "Father, I beg you. Ge'er has been too bitter, since she had no mother and father, and because of my arrangement, she had to use men's clothing to show others. Over the years, I don’t know how much wronged I have suffered. I really can’t bear to let her take the heavy responsibility of the Sang family again.”

"I ask you, does she have the blood of the Sang family?" King Sang Shun raised her from the ground and asked.

Sang Lanruo lowered his eyes and answered without hesitation: "No."

...

What happened to the Sang family in Fusha City did not affect the residents here.

The inn where Mu Qingge and the others stayed was the same inn where Mu Chen and the others lived. This inn, which was very despised by Muluofeng, was nothing to Mu Qingge.

From beginning to end, she was very calm and did not express any dissatisfaction with the decoration of the inn.

Such a contrast made Mu Chen and Mu Peng sigh.

Settling down, Mu Qingge took the high priest to Mu Chen's room. By coincidence, Mu Peng was also in the room. Seeing that they both took the initiative to come over, the two who were talking quickly stood up and saluted Mu Qingge and the high priest.

"Young Master Qingge! Heavenly Foot!"

Mu Qingge stepped in, came to the table surrounded by them, and sat down generously. The high priest followed her, with a faint, invisible smile on his face.

Mu Qingge pointed to the other seats and said to Mu Chen and Mu Peng: "Sit." Then, to the high priest behind him, "High priest, you sit too."

The three of them sat around the round table according to what she said, and Mu Chen and Mu Peng were a little bit cramped when they suddenly visited Mu Qingge.

They were separated from the Mu family of the Middle Ages. Now Mu Luofeng is dead. Logically speaking, they either follow Mu Qingge and admire Qingge as their master, or they return to Mu's family and worship Mufeng as their master.

Just now, the two of them were discussing this matter.

It's just that because Muluofeng, who had been training with all his strength, just died, they were a little absent-minded about this discussion.

"Both of them are smart people, so I'm straight to the point." Mu Qingge said. Her clear eyes swept across Mu Chen and Mu Peng.

Then he said slowly: "I remember the last time I met, I said that Mingzhu secretly cast this sentence."

Mu Chen was startled, he naturally remembered when Mu Qingge said this sentence.

"Now, Muluofeng is dead. According to the rules, should you all belong to me?" Mu Qingge said hard.

Mu Chen and Mu Peng looked at each other, and neither of them explained Mu Feng's existence and their other choice. Just nodded and said: "Yes."

Mu Qingge got the answer she wanted, her voice suddenly rose, and her tone became a little more domineering: "Then why, I haven't heard you recognize the Lord yet?"

Mu Chen and Mu Peng's hearts suddenly stunned, and they immediately stood up and performed the master and servant's salute to Mu Qingge.

The two said in unison: "Young Master!"

From the previous title, two words are missing, but they feel more comfortable.

The depressed air that has been stuck in my heart is also pouring out at this moment.

Mu Qingge nodded slowly, and said to them: "Since you have recognized me as your master, I will not be blamed for the past. However, I have a rule, and you have to be clear."

"Young Master, please say!" Mu Chen said.

Mu Qingge stood up, supported the table with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, you recognize me as the master of Mu Qingge, not the young master of the Mu clan."

What does this sentence mean?

Mu Chen and Mu Peng both shrank their eyes at the same time, understanding the difference between the two.

They could have refuted it and reminded Mu Qingge with Mu's rules. Of course, they still did not do this, but after her words fell, they said: "Yes!"

"Young Master, there is one thing I must tell Young Master." Mu Chen raised his eyes and looked at Mu Qingge.

"Say." Mu Qingge said.

Mu Chen said: "Although Mu Luofeng is dead, there is still one opponent of Young Master. He is called Mu Feng, he is the heir of the Mu family in the Middle Ages!"

Then, he will leave from Mu's house and tell all the reasons why he found Muluofeng.

After speaking, he stared at Mu Qingge's expression. But she said with a faint expression: "Don't pay attention to it for now. Our top priority is to find the magic plan."

This sentence brightened the eyes of Mu Chen and Mu Peng.

They asked in unison: "Young Master, have you got the clue?"

Mu Qingge nodded and looked at the high priest, "Just wait for the high priest to calculate the specific coordinates."

Great!

Suddenly, Mu Chen and Mu Peng had a taste of suffering.

"You guys prepare, and accompany me to the Sang's house tomorrow." Mu Qingge said suddenly.