On a water pavilion, a young girl frowned with a sad face, her posture was beautiful, her figure was graceful, her skin was as white as mutton fat, and she was crystal clear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info eyelashes blink slightly, and there is a kind of liveliness and innocence.

"Yutang. A gentle voice came, and I saw a beautiful woman stepping on the waves, and without touching the water, she flew down into the water pavilion.

"Mother. Yang Yutang called out lightly, this beautiful woman is the lady of the Mufu, Yang Yutang's mother-in-law-Yang.

"Today, the young master of the Hehuan Sect will come to my pastor's mansion, and my mother will prepare a banquet in the evening, and then the family affairs of the two of you will be settled. Yang said.

After Yang Yutang heard this, he immediately wrinkled his nose and said, "Mother, why do you have to ask your daughter to marry that stinky man?

The young master of the Hehuan Sect is the only son of the current head of the Hehuan Sect, and the former head of the Hehuan Sect, and the child born to her.

About forty years ago, the former head of the Hehuan Sect failed to rush through the pass, resulting in demons in his heart, and soon he sat down, and at that time, Xuanyi was still pregnant with the current young master of the Hehuan Sect, and after the resolution of the elders, Xuanyi replaced his husband and became the new head.

Therefore, Xuanyi has always loved and even doted on his only son, others had a father when he was a child, but he didn't, only the elders of the Gong Gong and her mother accompanied him, which caused Xuanyi to have a kind of guilt, and cultivated into her only son lawless, no one in her eyes.

"The reputation of the young master of the Hehuan Sect before is not very good, but it is just a little romantic, how can a man in this world not be romantic? Besides, the more amorous a man, after he becomes a family, the more he will love his wife...... "Yang defended.

Yang Yutang's pretty face became cold, and said: "Mother, do you regard me as your daughter......? You've changed. ”

Yang's face turned pale, and he scolded: "Nonsense! You are the only child of your mother, and your mother is doing this for your own good! And the head of Xuanyi has already agreed personally, when you two get married, I will do my best to help you break through the Dan period, and then the status of our Mu family will also rise, and become the first family in Zhaozhou......"

"Mu family, apart from this cold mansion, how can there be any shadow of the former Mu family now?" Yang Yutang said coldly.

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and the major affairs of the marriage are decided by the parents! Your father is gone, and your marriage must be listened to by your mother! You should prepare well, and at night, don't lose your manners in front of the young master of the Hehuan Sect. After Yang put down this sentence indifferently, he turned around and walked away like a shocking wave.

Yang Yutang's pretty face turned pale, she clutched her crystal jade fingers, and tears couldn't help but flow down the corners of her eyes, drop by drop, and gradually, it soaked the wooden fence in the pavilion of the water pavilion.

"What would you think if someone told you that eight years ago, your father did not die, but was murdered by an adulterer and had to flee his hometown, away from the people he loved the most?"

Yang Yutang calmed down, and this sentence suddenly sounded in his mind. At first, she didn't believe it, she questioned it, and she didn't appreciate it, but now she believes a little that her father's disappearance must hide a big conspiracy!

Immediately, Yang Yutang suddenly recalled that face, that person, she was stunned at first, and then her pretty face swept a touch of crimson, and she snorted secretly.

"I don't know what happened to him...... He probably knows something about my father......" Yang Yutang said to himself.

......

At night, the house is brightly lit.

Mu Yu quietly hid behind a rockery, casting a stealth spell to restrain his breath in his body.

One by one, the guests walked under the gaze of the shepherd, these people were all in the territory of Zhaozhou, with heads and faces, and they were all monks, no one was lower than the eighth layer of the Qi refining period, and they were either the head of a family or a powerful cultivator.

After the unification of Dong'an by Wu Zhaoguo, the power and influence of the five major sects rose sharply, although the strength of the five sects was slightly damaged because of this war, but as long as it took three years and five years, the comprehensive strength would be even stronger than before!

As one of the five sects, the Hehuan Sect is also the young master of the Hehuan Sect, the only son of the current head, and its identity and status can be imagined how high it is.

The hall was full of guests, the sound of the scene was very small, and they all hung their hands, patiently waiting for the young master of the Hehuan Sect to arrive.

Even the Yang family and Song Yulong were waiting here early, while Yang Yutang silently wrung his fingers, looking east and west, his face full of bitterness and helplessness.

Wow!

Suddenly, a streamer of light pierced the void, and in the blink of an eye, a luxurious carriage slowly landed in an open place in the pastoral mansion.

With a creak, the carriage door opened, and the coachman walked slowly down the steps with a handsome but slightly pale young man.

There are also two maid-like peak Qi refining monks, who follow behind the young man coquettishly, twisting their graceful postures, and when the eye waves turn, there will be a temptation, which makes people easily immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

"Everyone says that the young master of the Hehuan Sect likes beauty, has a romantic personality, and is often accompanied by the top Ding Furnace, and now it seems that this rumor is true...... "Someone secretly said, those two female cultivators, not only beautiful, not inferior to Yang Yutang, but also born with charming bones, anyone who sees it, will have the idea of yin desire, want to press them under the crotch, and repeatedly conquer.

Yang Yutang saw the two coquettish female cultivators, and the willow eyebrows wrinkled even tighter, even the Yang family was a little unhappy, anyway, tonight is the day of the engagement, what is the matter with you bringing the two maids to the banquet?

In the crowd, there are also people gloating, it seems that the Hehuan Sect doesn't attach much importance to this family business?

No matter how big and strong the Mufu is, its power and influence are limited to Zhaozhou, and it is placed in the former Dong'an Kingdom, which is just the top 20 families!

At most, a small family comparable to a second-grade sect, how can it be regarded by a third-grade peak sect?!

"Congratulations to Li Yunshao. And they all bowed down and shouted with a loud voice.

Li Yun raised his head proudly, shook a folding fan, and hummed to everyone, which was regarded as a response.

"The young master can come to the humble house, which really makes my pastoral mansion shine. Yang greeted him with a slight smile, hesitated slightly, and saluted Li Yun.

"Mrs. Yang doesn't have to be polite, you will be my mother-in-law in a short time, and we will be a family. Li Yun smiled slightly, his tone was kind, but on the three words "family", he bit his accent, and his eyes flashed a trace of greed and lewdness.

Yang was a little uncomfortable by Li Yun's view, and he smiled reluctantly, then staggered his eyes and turned sideways.

The palm fingers hidden in his sleeve were tightly grasped by Yang Yutang, and the aggressive gaze just now was not hidden at all, and most of the guests were already looking at each other, or sneering, sympathizing, or gloating.

"Presumably, this is the Yutang Fairy, right?" Li Yun glanced at Yang Yutang carefully, he leaned over, sniffed the body fragrance on his body, and exclaimed: "You are three points more beautiful than in the painting." ”

Yang Yutang's beautiful eyes took a step back coldly, as if from the bottom of his heart, Li Yun did not regard himself as his engagement object, but a beautiful object that could be admired or thrown away.

"Young Master Li, I don't know where the elders of your sect are now?" Song Yulong walked over with his fists clenched and asked.

"What elders?" Li Yun said indifferently.

Song Yulong frowned slightly, and said: "Tonight is the day of the engagement between you and my niece, the young master, and it stands to reason that it should be witnessed by the elders of both sides......

"Isn't it just an engagement, and it's not a marriage, and when I really get married, my mother will personally preside over it. Li Yun asserted, and said nonchalantly.

The hall was silent, and even Yang's face had a hint of anger, but then he disappeared without a trace, and sighed secretly.

For the Hehuan Sect, there is no doubt that the Mu family is a small family, if it weren't for Yang Yutang's rare innate spirit body, and the spiritual root is also a three-grade family, how can people be married to the Mu Mansion? Maybe they don't even bother to take a look!

"Presumably, the masters of your sect are so busy that they can't spare time, right? If you don't come, you won't come! Song Yulong snorted.

"When will Uncle Song be able to speak on behalf of my Mujia?" On the side, Yang Yutang said lightly.

Song Yulong's smile froze, and Yang hurriedly pulled Yang Yutang, straightened his face, and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

Yang Yutang glanced at his head, looked to the side, and did not speak.

Behind a rockery, there has always been a pair of eyes staring coldly.

Mu Yu glanced at the hall, in addition to Song Yulong's cultivation in the foundation building period, the second foundation building monk present was the young master of the Hehuan Sect - Li Yun, whose cultivation was probably at the peak in the early stage of foundation building, and it was only a little short of the middle stage of foundation building, and it was relatively rare for him to reach this point at his age of forty years.

However, when Mu Yu observed the driver of the car, the latter suddenly swept away from his gaze, and then there was a trace of doubt on his face, and he slowly calmed down, turned his head, and continued to play the role of a coachman, standing behind Li Yun with his hands down.

"It's so dangerous! If I hadn't taken my eyes out in time, I guess I would have been discovered by the coachman......" Mu Yu exhaled lightly, secretly glad, and at the same time, in his heart, he also had great jealousy and fear of the coachman.

"The old man who looks like a coachman is at least a great monk at the end of foundation building, or even the pinnacle of foundation building!" (To be continued.) )