After walking the bluestone road, it is the main gate of Mujian Villa.

Those two quaint dark gates, because they have been too old, have long lost their original vermilion. A few weeping willows outside the courtyard, the new branches drawn out in spring, swayed lightly with the wind, and even revealed a bit of sword intent.

The cultivators of the Mu family have been in retreat in the Huanjian Cliff in the back mountain all the year round, and now the people in the village are just some young children.

When these people saw a strange young man brought in the mousse, they immediately guessed that this person was the white fan of the peach blossom dock.

The person in charge of the Mujia Villa did not seem to show any unkind attitude towards the arrival of the white fan, and also sent Mu Sizhong to the Phantom Sword Gate to greet him. But those Mu family children in the village don't think so. Although it is limited by the family rules, he can't make out-of-the-ordinary actions, but the eyes that look at this little junior sister's future husband are very unfriendly.

When Feng Baifan saw these Mu family children, he still had a smile on his face, but he was a little bitter in his heart. I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the Mu family, I would provoke so many enemies. He naturally knew in his heart what this was for, who told you to marry someone's little sister?

Although Taohuawu has no other heirs except himself, when he was a child, he saw other brothers and sisters practicing martial arts and swords together, but he was very envious in his heart, and he clamored for the master to accept a little sister for him several times.

Isn't it, a martial arts cultivator, who doesn't have a little junior sister in their hearts?

Feng Baifan understands that as long as he wants to marry Mu Siru, these hostilities will not be resolved.

These people seem to be only in the middle of each other, and their future father-in-law is the owner of this villa, so who dares to openly disadvantage themselves? It's just thinking about it in their hearts.

Thinking like this, Feng Baifan's slightly lifted heart and put it back.

He thought about it again, and then thought that the most favored little princess in this villa was immediately his wife, and he didn't know why, but he felt a little sympathy for those Mu family children in his heart.

These thoughts were just a flash in Feng Baifan's mind, and he still followed behind Mousse respectfully, nodding his head when he saw anyone in the villa, but his chest was slightly straightened.

............

Mu Jianzhen, the owner of Mujian Villa, was practicing in retreat and couldn't see guests, but Feng Bai Fan didn't expect it.

Now the person in charge is Mu Jianping, the owner of the second village.

This middle-aged man is a little chubby, smiling, and looks very easy-going, not like a great swordsman who cultivates, but like a big shopkeeper in a business. Feng Bai Fan knew very well how terrifying this chubby middle-aged man was, and his cultivation in building a secluded realm was only higher than his own master.

"The little nephew sealed the white fan and saw the second owner. Feng Bai Fan shook it to the end and made a big salute. Whether it is in terms of seniority or cultivation, Mu Jianping also deserves this ceremony.

Mu Jianping was still smiling, and looked at Feng Bai for a long time before he spoke: "Feng Shi's nephew is really a talent, and his appearance is as good as my niece." How is the commander?"

Feng Baifan listened to Mu Jianping's last sentence and was still praising his appearance, and suddenly asked the family teacher, and hurriedly said: "The family teacher was originally going to come to visit a few village owners in person, but he couldn't get out of the customs at the juncture of breaking the realm, so he asked the little nephew to apologize to several village owners on his behalf." ”

"I didn't expect that the old devil has improved his cultivation in recent years, and it seems that Taohuawu is indeed a treasure of feng shui. ”

Seeing Mu Jianping calling his master an old demon, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest.

"Presumably, the nephew is here for that family affair. Mu Jianping suddenly smiled, and his face became a little strange, "I originally disapproved of this family matter, and besides, most people in this Zhuangzi think the same as me." ”

Feng Baifan didn't expect Mu Jianping's face to change in a blink of an eye, and he directly objected to the family matter, Rao is quick mind, and he didn't know how to interface for a while.

"This matter is very strange, I don't know what medicine my eldest brother took wrong back then, and he actually made such a decision. Mu Jianping looked at Feng Bai Fan and sighed softly, "You don't have to be nervous, since this family matter was personally promised to the commander by the eldest brother, no matter whether the eldest brother is present today or not, Mu Jian Villa will not regret it." ”

Feng Bai Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"However, it is impossible for Siruo to marry an incompetent. Mu Jianping's tone became stern again, "Otherwise, even if the eldest brother uses the family rules to dispose of me after he leaves the customs, I will tear up this paper marriage contract." ”

"I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. Ten days later, it will be the sword trial meeting in my mountain villa, and Si Ruo will personally end the game at that time. If you can defeat her at the conference, then my Mujia Villa will have nothing to say, and Si Ruo will be sent to Taohuawu in a beautiful manner. ”

"If you can't even win against Siruo, I don't think you have the face to marry her back. Moreover, I have promised Sruo that if he prevails over you, she will choose this husband herself. His father has me to make peace. Mu Jianping's two eyes looked at Feng Bai Fan, although he didn't use force, Feng Bai Fan felt that the two sharp swords stabbed straight over, and even the skin under the robe was a little painful.

Holding back the stinging pain, Feng Bai Fan calmed down, and there was a sense of arrogance in his heart, but he stiffened his neck, "This family business was set by the family teacher, and the little nephew didn't dare to make decisions without permission." But if the little nephew can't even win Miss Si Ruo, what kind of extravagance can he ask for. The little nephew swears here, if this is the case, no matter how the family teacher punishes him, the little nephew will never have half a point of entanglement with Senior Sister Si Ruo. ”

"That's very good. It's just that I didn't expect that you still have a bit of backbone, not like your master who can only make ghosts. If you can defeat Siruo and give her a lifelong trust, it will not be a good thing. Mu Jianping knew that most of Feng Baifan's words were insincere, but he was also a little surprised that he could still say such words under his own coercion.

"But there's one thing I want to warn you about. If Si Ruo is in my mountain villa, everyone regards it as the pearl of the palm, especially those senior brothers and cousins, who have long regarded you, an uninvited guest, as an enemy. In the sword trial, you must first beat these levels. Otherwise, you're afraid you won't even be able to see Si Ruo's face. ”

"The little nephew will definitely do his best. ”

"In that case, I won't say more. There are no outsiders in this villa, and if you are lucky, you will have a place in the future. It's just that now, please leave the village for the time being. ”

After speaking, Mu Jianping made a move, and the wishful order in the arms of the white fan flew out of the air and was grabbed by Mu Jianping in his hand.

"The things of this villa can't be passed on, so I'll take it back by myself first. The Phantom Sword Gate can go out or not, and you don't need it. Later, I will send you out of the village. ”