Chapter 8: Finger marriage

After all, Mo Wen was a six-star alchemist, and it was not difficult for him to see that Mu Yun could not even count as the first level of Body Tempering Realm.

Doing things so decisively, this Muyun does not seem simple, at least it is a person with personality.

Mu Yun didn't bother to know what Lu Xiaotian and Mo Wen were thinking.

Two slaps slapped the Muqian and left.

If Muqian reacted and really wanted to fight him hard, Mu Yun would be really hard to resist.

At this moment, there were a dozen seats in the Mu's hall, full of seats.

There were two people sitting in the first seat, one of whom was about forty years old, with slightly white sideburns, sharp eyes, and a calm demeanor while talking and laughing.

This person is exactly Mu Linchen, the patriarch of the Mu family's branch in Beiyun City.

The other person, dressed in a black robe, with long hair as white as snow, was an old man with a short stature.

"Hehe... Mrs. Qin, Yun'er in my family is introverted and doesn't like to talk. Don't be dissatisfied if you see you in a while!"

Looking at the black robe old man, Mu Linchen smiled slightly, but there was some worry in that smile.

The old man is the old man Qin Shiyu of the Qin family in North Cloud City. The Qin family is also a big family in North Cloud City with strong strength.

"The chief shepherd is joking, the child of Mu Yun is a bit more introverted, but my Yao'er, you know... This time, my Qin and Mu two married, mainly to remind some people with ulterior motives, let the Wang family and the Diao family , Don't dare to mess around!"

Grandpa Qin took a sip of tea, and his eyes fell on the girl behind him.

The girl has a slim figure, her skin is like fat, the white inside is red, gentle like jade, and she is crystal clear. The flexibly turning eyes turned wisely, a bit naughty, a bit mischievous, wearing a light blue dress with a tight waist.

Between the eyebrows, there is a natural spirituality.

However, the girl's face was covered by a white veil, making it difficult to see her appearance.

"Foster father, I heard you are looking for me?"

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded in the hall.

The visitor was Mu Yun, wearing an ink-colored gown, with chalk dust on his forehead, long hair tied behind his head, towering high, with a strand of hair in front of his forehead, his hands behind him, Mu Yun's face was With a patient expression, he walked into the hall.

Seeing Mu Yun coming in, Mu Linchen only felt his eyes shine.

I don't know why, Muyun today looks very different from usual.

"Yun'er, this is the old lady of the Qin family, and this is Miss Qin Qin Mengyao of the Qin family." Looking at Mu Yun, a smile appeared on Mu Linchen's face.

The gaze directly ignored the old lady Qin, and fell on Qin Mengyao who was aside.

The little girl's figure is convex and concave, her big eyes flicker and flicker, she is very agile, but her face is covered with gauze, and she can't see what she looks like.

If she has a pretty face and a figure, she is a standard peerless beauty.

It's just covered with a veil, I'm afraid it doesn't look good. Mu Yun doesn't want to turn off the lights when he is with his future wife. That's boring.

Moreover, Mu Yun is also very upset about the family's finger marriage!

"Foster father, you are looking for a child..."

"That's it. Our Mu family is going to marry the Qin family, and the foster father has ordered a good marriage for you, so..."

"I reject!"

Before Mu Linchen could finish speaking, Mu Yun immediately refused.

The whole Mu family, that is, Mu Linchen, is kind to Mu Yun. At this point, Mu Yun merged with his memory, and he knew that Mu Yun had a lot of respect for this foster father.

Therefore, even if he is oppressed and does not want to cause trouble to his foster father, he will bear it down.

Otherwise, Mu Yun is now lazy to take care of it.

It's just that Mu Linchen cared about Mu Yun, but most of the people in the Mu family were unhappy with Mu Yun!

Mu Yun knew that once he refused, a group of people would definitely jump out, pointing at himself and cursing.

"Bastard!"

Sure enough, Mu Yun's words had just fallen, and the time rang with a scolding.