Volume 2 Half a Life of Exile, in Exchange for Your Mercy Chapter 26 Divorce of Wife
The atmosphere of harmony and harmony was completely broken, and both sides tore their faces.
Dongfang Jiang said with a cold expression: "I have long heard that you Duan Mo has always been arrogant, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation, what kind of person is the sect master of Gongsun, even if it is Shang Sheng in person, he does not dare to be so disrespectful, Huangkou Xiaoer is so arrogant." β
Duan Mo's face did not change, and he patted the back of his hand in exchange: "That's right, I'm Duan Mo, it's really a waste, and it's not a thing, but I have a good father, I'm so arrogant, so arrogant, can the sky fall and kill me?"
Dongfang Jiang said coldly: "Poor Shang Sheng's fame, there is such a loser as you. β
Duan Mo grinned and said, "I'm sorry, the family has a big business, and it's a bit of a failure." β
Dongfang Jiang disdainfully quarreled, and flicked his robe: "My daughter will never marry such a waste of you, you should die of this heart as soon as possible, Shentu, send off!"
Shentu Chong took a step forward and looked directly at Duan Mo.
Chunshui also stepped out immediately, drew his sword out of the sheath and leaned in front of him, his moving eyebrows were extremely cold.
"Huh. β
Shentu Chong sneered, a little maid dared to block a lower sect with a horizontal sword?
It's hilarious.
The overwhelming invisible spiritual power continued to converge, and Chunshui's hands holding the sword trembled slightly, and she couldn't pull out half an inch, and at the same time, the huge force like Mount Tai acted on her, forcing her knees to bend down, like carrying a heavy mountain.
Chun Shui's smooth forehead has fine sweat appeared, trying his best to resist the coercion of the lower sect, but the level of the lower sect is really very imaginable, that huge force is becoming more and more terrifying, and Chunshui's body is getting lower and lower.
"...... Sonor"
Chunshui's sword scabbard was on the ground, his hands grasping the hilt of the sword, and the cyan embroidered shoes had sunk into the floor half an inch.
Shen Tu Chong's robe shook, the invisible pressure soared again, Chun Shui's two little hands holding the hilt of the sword were already white, and her delicate body trembled involuntarily, even though it was such a huge difference in strength, she still raised her head and stared at Shen Tu Chong tightly.
A trail of blood spilled from Chunshui's lips, and her knees were getting closer and closer to the floor.
Qin Ji's palm under the black robe had already clenched and loosened three times.
Duan Mo raised his head, his face was flat, but his voice was extremely cold: "If she wants to kneel, the Dongfang family will be gone." β
Shen Tu Chong slapped his palm.
Dongfang Jiang laughed angrily: "Haha, interesting, it's the first time that my Dongfang family has heard such a threat for so many years, I want to see how my Dongfang family didn't have it today." β
Shen Tu Chong exhaled lightly, and the spiritual power in his body instantly rioted, and this time, the air around the spring water was already slightly distorted.
In the depths of Duan Mo's pupils, a wisp of extremely pale gold flashed away.
"Uncle Chong, stop!"
A crisp voice came from outside the lobby, and a powerful spiritual power fell on Chunshui's body, dispelling the terrifying pressure.
Dongfang Jiang's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Xuanyin, why did you come out?"
The woman outside the door walked into the lobby, three thousand green silks were tied into cloud temples, and her complexion was as white as jade, even if it was Qin Ji, she raised her head at this moment and glanced at this woman more.
He had seen countless beautiful women, but it was the first time he had seen someone with such a crystal complexion, it really looked like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
Although Duan Mo said that it was not the first time he had seen this titular fiancΓ©e, it had been more than ten years, and the little doll carved in pink and jade back then was also so delicate and moving at the moment, but he withdrew his gaze with a slight glance, and leaned sideways to support the sweaty spring water.
"Is it because of the exercises?"
Qin Ji groaned in his heart.
This woman is not bad looking, her appearance is slightly better than that of Chunshui, and more importantly, her cold temperament and complexion make people more and more admirable and awe-inspiring.
One of the four beauties of the imperial capital, it really lives up to its name.
"Daddy. β
Dongfang Xuanyin saluted slightly.
"Didn't I tell you not to come?"
Dongfang Jiang shook his head and said, "Dad will handle the matter here, just step down." β
Dongfang Jiang knew his daughter's moving beauty, and Duan Mo, the disciple of the Deng, was afraid that he would be even more reluctant when he saw it.
Dongfang Xuanyin's voice was as crisp and beautiful as a jade plate ball: "Dad, it's okay." β
Dongfang Xuanyin looked at Duan Mo and looked at this face that was actually not bad, but it was negative, and after hearing too much news, no matter how good the skin was, it was useless.
Duan Mo turned around and said with a smile: "She looks really beautiful." β
Duan Mo stepped forward and stretched out his palm: "Long time no see, Duan Mo of the Duan family." β
Shen Tu Chong looked at Duan Mo with idiotic eyes, no one in the imperial capital knew that Dongfang Xuanyin had a habit of cleanliness since he was a child, and he never had physical contact with others, which was famous among the younger generation.
It's just that the next moment, Shentu Chong, including Dongfang Jiang, were stunned.
Dongfang Xuanyin only hesitated for a moment, then fell generously and touched Duan Mo's palm: "Dongfang family, Dongfang Xuanyin." β
What's even more unexpected is that the palm of this frivolous disciple is parted with a touch.
Dongfang Xuanyin's eyebrows moved slightly.
"The Lord has finally arrived. β
Duan Mo shook his palm, and a big red contract appeared in his hand, which was the marriage contract.
Dongfang Jiang's expression was already cold.
Dongfang Xuanyin sighed faintly, and said softly: "Duan Mo, I won't ......"
Duan Mo interrupted her words, his fingers flickered, and he grinned, "You shut up first." β
Dongfang Xuanyin opened her eyes slightly, not waiting for her to get angry, a crisp tearing sound sounded, and Duan Mo tore up the marriage contract on his hand in full view of everyone.
Stiff necks can be heard in the lobby.
Dongfang Jiang stayed where he was.
Duan Mo slapped the marriage contract torn in half on the table next to him, spread his hands and said seriously: "I'm sorry, the marriage contract is invalid, Dongfang Xuanyin, you were divorced by the master." β
This mortal fairy who seems to have walked down from the painting has red lips slightly open, but he doesn't know what to say for a while.
Dongfang Jiang lagged behind after the initial test, even if Duan Mo's arrogance was not made a big deal before, he suddenly became furious, pointed at Duan Mo and said, "Hugh? You are also worthy of Hugh my daughter?!"
Qin Ji, who was dressed in a black robe, took a step forward, and the black robe hunted and hunted, resisting the irrepressible pressure of the lower sect that rushed straight towards Duan Mo.
Dongfang Jiang didn't have the heart to care about this stubble anymore at the moment, and his face was pale.
Duan Mo glanced at Dongfang Jiang obliquely, ignored him, and stepped forward, because of Dongfang Xuanyin's tall figure, he could only look at the beauty in front of him.
"Congratulations. β
Duan Mo smiled very happily: "Dongfang Xuanyin, you are relieved." β
Duan Mo turned sideways and walked past Dongfang Xuanyin.
"Stop!"
Dongfang Jiang roared angrily, and as soon as he reached out with his palm, the surging spiritual power rushed out and grabbed the departing Duan Mo.
A black robe pulled out the Qingfeng sword on the ground, and immediately slashed the huge spiritual power.
Dongfang Jiang stared at the black-robed man who was blocking not far away, and Shen Tuchong's body gradually tensed, ready to move.
The black-robed man said calmly: "Dongfang family master, farewell, don't send it." β
The black-robed man inserted the Qingfeng sword back into its scabbard, and then handed it to Chunshui, and the two turned around and followed Duan Mo.
"The head of the house. β
Shen Tu Chong's eyes were gloomy, and the spiritual power in his body was already ready to be released, and he only needed to meet this mysterious black-robed man for a while when he gave an order
Dongfang Jiang took two deep breaths one after another, suppressed the nameless anger in his heart, regained some senses, and looked at their departing backs with a gloomy face.
Dongfang Xuanyin's beautiful eyes rippled, and the two big red contract papers that entered her eyes made her heart feel a strange emotion rarely, and she couldn't help but turn around and shout: "Duan Mo!"
Duan Mo, who had already walked out of the lobby, paused.
He didn't look back, just looked at the corridor on the left, and at the end of the corridor, there was a young man sitting with his back against the pillar, holding a silver wine jug, looking at Duan Mo indifferently.
His two exposed palms, the backs of his hands, and his wrists were all covered with protruding veins like earthworms, which looked extremely terrifying.
The young man looked up and drank.
Duan Mo paused for a moment, then turned half of his body to look at the beautiful woman who was ashamed.
The woman bit her red lip: "Why?"
She was very unwilling.
Shouldn't the protagonist of this matter be reversed?
One is a notorious and spurned disciple by thousands of people, and the other is a stunning and stunning lady of the sky, how did she become a divorced wife?
Duan Mo was silent for a while, and said lightly: "I think you are too good-looking." β
Duan Mo didn't stay any longer, and left quickly, leaving the beautiful woman standing stunned.
The young man under the pillar of the corridor stood up, walked to the door, and glanced at the three people in the room.
"Yu'er. β
Dongfang Xuanyin was still full of disbelief.
If it weren't for this younger brother of hers to speak, she would actually really listen to Dongfang Jiang's words, stay inside all the time, and never show her head.
Dongfang Yu said calmly: "Everyone is happy, it's good." β
Dongfang Yu raised a pot to drink wine as he walked past the gate.
In that town far away from Zhou Xia, in that small restaurant that was demolished.
He had seen Duan Mo who was not Duan Mo.
He knew the second child in the restaurant.
"Sister. β
Dongfang Yu walked in the empty corridor, and his voice was extremely soft: "You are all wrong, you are not worthy of him." β
The three of them stepped on the broken wood all over the ground again and walked to the gate of the Dongfang family.
Walking in the last spring water with a long sword in his arms, looking at the man who seemed to have unloaded his burden and became very relaxed, he was not happy at all.
Only she knows.
It's not the mountains and seas that are difficult to flat.
It's his heart.