Mo Gongzi lowered his eyes quietly, and happened to look at Luo Qianhuai's face of concentrating on watching the play, and he was a little bored in his heart.

"Brother must have forgotten, since you and I are brothers, Luo'er is my niece, if you want to talk about marriage, I'm afraid it's not suitable."

"Hahahaha." Meng Ju laughed, and patted Mo Gongzi's shoulder with his right hand: "Luo'er is only five years younger than you, and the age is exactly the same, you only say if you are willing, how can those pedantic and vulgar manners restrain me?" ”

As the leader of the world's descendants, he looked forward to being awe-inspiring and mighty, laughing so loudly, it was really very heroic, which was heartbreaking.

Others also persuaded one after another: "I am a chivalrous warrior in the rivers and lakes, and I have never been informal, and I don't need to care about the son who solves my worries." ”

"It's a righteous brother, not a real uncle and nephew, in fact, it's okay."

"If it is for such a trivial matter, a good marriage is ruined, then how many people have to sigh!"

Mo Gongzi should have been a little excited, and suddenly coughed vigorously with his face, and when he put down his hand, a faint flush appeared on his pale face: "Even if you don't care about these, Mo will never be able to respond." ”

As he spoke, he gasped: "Brother knows that Mo has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he can't practice martial arts, so he is looking for famous doctors to recuperate, and he is still much worse than ordinary people-Luo'er Shaohua is in his prime, and he doesn't have to delay his life for a waste person like me." ”

Luo Qianhuai never expected that Mo Gongzi would hide his martial arts cultivation from his brother-in-law. Since he specially took out this matter as a shield at this time, he also showed his attitude that he really didn't want to marry this Qionghua Sword.

Okay, it seems that there is no excitement to see, she should have been disappointed, but for some reason, the heart that hung high suddenly fell to the ground steadily, and it was unexpectedly quite comfortable.

This is probably because she actually comes from the bottom of her heart and doesn't want to have such a female boss on her head, right?

Compared with Fang Cai's seniority, Mo Gongzi Fang Cai's words were sincere and down-to-earth.

The reason why Meng Opera has not mentioned this matter until today is also because of scruples about this layer. Parents always have to plan more for their children, no matter how good the righteous brother is, just with this weak body, he is destined to live forever, and he is really not suitable for a husband.

However, Meng Luo is a dead eye, he has insisted on it for so many years, and even let out the reputation of the fiancée of the son of the worry-free, so that no one dares to come to the door to ask for marriage.

So at this moment, Meng Ju can only continue to persuade: "Although my brother can't practice martial arts, but his wisdom and demeanor are not inferior to the heroes of the world, if you are willing to take care of Luo'er, my sister-in-law and I can rest assured." ”

Luo Qianhuai understood that when the other party said this, it was already a bit imperative, but I was afraid that it would not be so easy for Mo Gongzi to get out without hurting his feelings.

Mo Gongzi lowered his eyes and was silent, his face was as calm as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking. But Meng Luo stretched out his hand, grabbed the sleeve of his robe, and said softly:

"Adu, you know, I've never disliked you. You are not in good health, I am willing to take care of you, you can't practice martial arts, I can protect you. As long as I can marry you, I can do anything. ”

In the end, it is the women of the rivers and lakes who are honest and honest, and they can tell their hearts to their sweethearts in front of so many people. Luo Qianhuai was a little interested, and wanted to see how Mo Gongzi would deal with it.

Mo Gongzi took all her appearance into his eyes, and suddenly felt that the roots of his teeth were itchy, and he wanted to take her back and throw her into the thorn guard to have a good time.

But before that, you have to appease your brother-in-law. He has not entered the Changling Tomb for more than a year, more than half of it is because of the investigation of the events of the year, but a small part of the reason is that he wants to avoid Meng Luo.

came back this time, naturally because there was a new development in the matter, if it was as he thought, Meng Luo's matter should also have a proper ending.

Mo Gongzi leaned over and took the opportunity to brush Meng Luo's hand away: "In fact, over the years, Mo has always regarded Luo'er as a junior."

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden uproar in the hall, and Luo Zhao's exclamation sounded at the same time: "Master, what's wrong with you!" ”

Zhang Qingkankan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body collapsed softly, his eyes closed and unconscious. Luo Zhao's chest was splashed with a lot of blood, and he was anxious to help him up.

Pei Wuxian was the closest, and at this moment he had flashed to Zhang Qing's side, holding the pulse in one hand, and the other hand against his back, injecting the internal force into it one after another, but his face became more and more ugly.

After such a incident, Meng Ju naturally did not want to talk to Mo Gongzi about his daughter's marriage again.

"How's it going?" He asked with a serious face.

Pei Wuxian withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed: "Zhang Jianzong's injury has already improved, so I strongly invited him to come here for a banquet today - but for some reason, now the true qi in his body is agitated and cannot be restrained, and because of the special exercises, I can't do anything." ”

Meng Ju didn't say a word, replaced Pei Wuyi's position, and tried to probe the internal force into his body, and sure enough, as the other party said, Zhang Qing's body was filled with scattered true qi, rampaging everywhere in the meridians, and there was already chaos in the dantian.

He worked hard to increase his output and tried to help Zhang Qing straighten out the meridians, but the other party was worthy of being the most talented master in the past hundred years, and his internal strength was no less than his years of hard work, and his heart was indeed the same way, so he lost a lot of internal breath and was still powerless.

The old injury of the first generation of Sword Sect recurred at the banquet set up by him, and Meng Ju shook his head with a heavy heart: "I can't do anything about it." I only hope that Zhang Jian Zongji's heavenly appearance can survive this catastrophe safely. ”

That being said, he didn't really have much faith in his heart at all. Zhang Qing's situation, he had seen it before, was quite similar to the practice of going out of the way and falling into the devil, at least he would scatter his skills, and at worst he would die.

A genius like Zhang Qing who became famous at a young age, if he dissipated his skills and became an ordinary person with no power, I am afraid it would be better to die.

He didn't think about looking for Langzhong, and neither did the others here. Because this kind of internal injury is beyond the scope of the doctor's treatment, even if it is found, there is no point.

Luo Qianhuai reached out and took Zhang Qing's wrist vein when Meng Ju let go. His pulse was peculiar, tyrannical, and irregular, unlike what she had learned before. She was contemplating how to solve it, but Meng Luo's voice came from her ears:

"What are you doing? Could it be that you think that your idea of medical skills can cure Zhang Jianzong's internal injuries? ”

When Luo Qianhuai was treated, she never liked to be noisy, and she didn't hear it, she was still thinking about it seriously, but she didn't expect such an attitude, but Meng Luo regarded it as ignoring and provoking her.

Fang Cai Mo Gongzi's repeated refusal was still in her ears, and she mustered up the courage to reveal her heart, but the other party was not moved at all. Although the last words are only half spoken, the meaning of resistance in them is already ready to be heard.

Zhang Qing vomited blood and fell into a coma due to internal injuries, but in fact, he blocked Mo Gongzi's mouth and saved her a trace of face. It's just that this depression is pressed on the chest, but someone needs to bear it.

This person can only be Mrs. Luo, who can't figure out her identity and ability, and wants to get ahead.