The middle-aged man with a thick waist and broad shoulders, white temples, coarse cloth and cotton jacket, and a sad look The middle-aged man with his right hand wrapped in his left hand and made a square gesture Lang Lang said: "Under the surname Mu Mingyi, as written on the flagpole, I don't want my husband to be rich and noble, but I hope to be a good man with excellent martial arts, just for "recruiting relatives in martial arts". Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After a pause, he clenched his fists and said: "Shangjing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many masters and knights, and it is ridiculous to act below, please bear with me." ”

There are many gangsters in the crowd who comment on the girl, but no one dares to do it, after all, his family knows his own family affairs, don't hug the beauty, and lose face, I have to say that the importance of face has been the same since ancient times.

The north wind is bleak, looking up at the sky, it is a lead cloud and low pressure, and there will be a heavy snow in a blink of an eye, "It was also like this on that day............"

The silent words came out of Mu Yi's mouth, and he was in a bad mood, so he naturally had no idea of continuing to compete and recruit relatives, but fortunately, no one came on the field for a while, and he was like turning around and pulling up the flagpole.

At this moment, a son walked out of the crowd, this son was handsome, dressed in a brocade robe, and his clothes were extremely luxurious, needless to say, it was naturally our protagonist Jiang Wu.

He walked up to her, just looked at her tenderly, and for a moment did not know what to say.

Mu Nianci saw that this person was elegant and graceful, and looked at him with a gentle face, and couldn't help but bump into the deer, and the sky was full of red clouds.

I have to say that it has been an era of looking at faces since ancient times, maybe he should really thank the magic mirror for saving him the merit of plastic surgery.

The field was ambiguous for a while, but it was silent. The calm on the field, but the off-field was not happy, and suddenly there was a coaxing sound, "Hurry up, fight early, get married early, hug the fat doll early!"

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, and Mu Yi was even more worried, the so-called family is not only rooted in the hearts of generations of Chinese, but also more and more convinced as he ages. It's not because of a lack of self-confidence, the self-made rich family and the bad wife live in harmony and beauty, but when it comes to the second generation, I have to say that there is still some truth in whether it can become the main house.

After a period of silence on the field, Mu Yi stepped forward and said, "The little daughter and father and daughter are reckless people in the mountains and fields, and they don't dare to fight with the son, so let's say goodbye." With that, he turned and left.

Mu Yi's words woke up Jiang Wu, who was intoxicated with complicated emotions, he pursed his lips and remembered his mother's words, "Will you marry me?"

As soon as the words fell, the coaxing sounded again, becoming more and more enthusiastic, Guo Jing thought to himself, "Lang is a talented woman, what a good match!"

It's just that Mu Yi didn't dare to climb this family matter, and he couldn't think of any reason to shirk for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said, "This son, we have a word first, if you can beat the little girl in one and a half moves, I will naturally marry the little girl to you! If not, I can only say that there is no fate." ”

"Fighting?" Hearing Jiang Wu speak, everyone laughed, "How can you look such a good-looking son, but speak vulgarly!"

Mu Yi and Mu Nianci were also embarrassed, and before they could explain, they saw Jiang Wu adding: "My mother said that good children shouldn't fight, fighting is not a good child." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the original coaxed person, even if he was honest as Guo Jing, couldn't help but laugh, Mu Yi even beat a drum in his heart, "This noble son shouldn't be a fool, it seems that this family affair can't be over." ”

Mu Yi, who was about to say something, suddenly saw a person dressed as a servant running outside the field, and said to your noble son anxiously: "Little prince, you think twice! Your status is noble, how can you kiss these lowly people!"

As soon as the servant's words came out, the audience fell silent in an instant, and many people who had laughed at the noble son were even more desperate and ran away secretly, and for a while, countless group performances disappeared silently in the silence.

Since he is a little prince, he is naturally a Jin man, and Mu Yi, who has a national enmity and family hatred with the Jin people, has naturally given up his thoughts of marrying when he hears this.

The few people who remained on the field looked at the flowers in the sky and sighed, "It's snowing again!"

And Mu Yi, who was worried about finding no reason to perfunctory Jiang Wu, also had an idea and said: "Son, it's snowing heavily, our quilt is still drying, we have to rush back to collect the quilt, we don't change the green mountains, the green water flows forever, and we will meet again if we have a fate!"

Looking at Mu Nianci who turned around, he seemed to see the back of Jin Ling when she left more than ten years ago, so he never saw it again as soon as he left, he suddenly felt very sad, he wanted to cry, but he didn't, Sister Bai Xue and her mother both said that boys can't cry.

He just said a little unwillingly: "Can you not go?" It was no different from the cowardly courage to speak more than ten years ago, and this time he spoke up.

Feeling the reluctance of the noble son to himself, Mu Nianci had indescribable joy in his heart, while Mu Yi had a big head for a while, pretending not to hear the sentence and pulling Mu Nianci away.

The story naturally won't end like this, although the servant advised the little prince to think twice, but he still had to please, after all, his future and net worth were between his words.

"The little prince didn't let you go, you just left, don't take our little prince in your eyes!" the servant walked quickly to block the father and daughter from going to the road.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while, and at this moment, everyone couldn't help but look out of the field.

It turned out that Wanyan Honglie was worried that his son would be in danger when he went out alone, and he was afraid that it would affect his interest, so he sent servants to follow him from afar, and at the same time let a few newly recruited masters work part-time as bodyguards.

The so-called enemies were red when they saw each other, and after the crowd dispersed, Hou Tonghai, the "three-headed Jiao", saw the small flower Huang Rong in the crowd, and immediately chased him out without saying a word, but he didn't want to steal the chicken and rice, but was teased.

Sha Tongtian saw that his junior brother was being played as a monkey, and Huang Rong, who didn't look at the owner of the dog, naturally turned black and shot angrily, Guo Jing saw that his brother Huang Xian was in danger, so he immediately rushed out without saying a word and made a move with Sha Tongtian.

At this time, Guo Jing's advantage of practicing two years more than the original book is undoubtedly revealed, although the moves are not sophisticated enough and have not been integrated, but he can't stand the output bonus of high and profound internal force, plus he was born in the desert since he was a child, and he has experienced wind, sand, ice and snow, and soldiers and killings, just like playing dota out of a crazy mask, and he is also a tiger and a tiger for a while.

The competition on the field continued, and suddenly there was a shouting sound from the west, and six strong men came over with a sedan chair embroidered with gold and red.

All the servants shouted in unison, "The princess is here!"

This sound is like the ancient war of Ming Jin to withdraw the troops, the wind and waves were calm in a moment, and everyone's eyes converged in front of the curtain of the sedan chair that fell.