Chapter 757 Yingchuan, You Are Looking for Death! (1 More)

"Second Young Master, the young master doesn't know about this..."

"It's easier to handle when my elder brother is away." Ying Chuan directly interrupted the words of the accompanying elders, and a young servant beside him interpreted any of his actions.

I don't know how this boy was trained, but in the past two years, he was able to touch his thoughts very carefully, without any mistakes, and he can speak for him.

"The young master doesn't know about this, and something is wrong all the time." The accompanying elder hesitated again.

Ying Chuan gave him a look of contempt in his heart, and gave a look to the servant beside him. The young man immediately understood, and said: "Elder, my master is also for the winner. This Mu Xuewu is already a god-level craftsman. If he marries the winner, won't the winner have another god-level craftsman?"

The elder frowned slightly, "It's true to say so." However, he still felt a little uneasy about bypassing the young master.

The boy stared at him and said again: "What is the elder worried about? This matter is also acquiesced by the Patriarch."

‘Yes, the Patriarch acquiesced, that’s right. But I also said that after the young master returns, the discussion is finalized, and then the young master will accompany the Sang family to discuss the marriage. However, the second young master dragged him over impatiently. ’ The elder glanced at Yingchuan, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

At this moment, the three of them stood outside the gate of the Sang family.

The tall door of the Sang family was tightly closed, and they had no intention of welcoming guests at all.

The elder was also a little dissatisfied with this, and he said to Ying Chuan: "Second son, the Sang family had already kicked us out the day before yesterday and refused this marriage. Why should we humiliate ourselves today? If the second son treats Na Mu Xuewu as well Don't forget it, why don't we come back after the young master comes back."

Do you still miss Mu Xuewu?

hum~! He really couldn't forget it, so he went out of his way to marry her back to the winner!

A trace of sinister flashed in Ying Chuan's frivolous eyes. In his heart, both Mu Xuewu and Mu Qingge were the chief culprits who made him crippled and a laughingstock.

Mu Qingge's momentum is strong now, he is the only holy-level craftsman in the Middle Ages, and he is the lord of Luoxing City, so he has nothing to do. But Mu Xuewu...

'When I marry her back, how can I ravage her and torture her? Who is qualified to say a word? ’ Yingchuan sneered triumphantly in his heart.

"I don't know when the young master will come back. When will this be?" The servant spoke again under Ying Chuan's hint. He persuaded the elder of the winner, "Elder, this Mu Xuewu is the most beautiful woman in Xizhou, and she is also a god-level craftsman. There are countless people who want to marry her in Xizhou alone. If we If you don't move one step faster, I'm afraid the winner will let this god-level craftsman slip through his fingers."

"Now the Sang family disagrees." The winner's elder frowned.

There was also a layer of anger in his voice.

This anger was not aimed at Ying Chuan, nor at that boy, but at the Sang people who in his eyes did not know good from bad!

In his opinion, although the San people have been on the rise in the past two years, they are still far behind their winners.

The second son of the winner, the younger brother of the young lord Yingze, came to ask for Mu Xuewu's marriage, which was considered to be enough face for the Sang family.

This marriage can be regarded as a high priority of the Sang people.

Unexpectedly, he came here full of confidence, but in the end he was directly kicked out by King Sang Shun, which was really embarrassing. Now, let him go in and be humiliated again? He was extremely unhappy in his heart.

"How can you say that Mu Xuewu is also the number one beauty in Xizhou, and she is also a figure on the Young Phoenix list, and she is also a god-level craftsman. It is understandable to put on airs, and the elders will not be angry. Let's go again today to show our sincerity If you think about it, the Sang family will not disregard the face of the Ying family, and rush again. Besides, the second son is bound to win this marriage, so why not let us go with him again?" The young man persuaded in a low voice.

The elder of the winner looked at Ying Chuan and saw a trace of impatience on his face.

This son is not very capable, but has a strong temper. He always asks others to obey him. If he really offends him unintentionally, he can remember it for a lifetime, and he may not know when to give him little shoes to wear.

Struggling in his heart, the elder of the winner gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, let's go again today. But, second son, you also promise me one thing, if the San people still refuse to let go today, let's go back for now , everything will be discussed in the long term.”

Ying Chuan nodded, which was a compromise.

However, he didn't take the elder's words seriously at all in his heart, and this time he came to Fusha City, he was bound to seal the marriage. As long as everything is confirmed, he will marry Mu Xuewu back as quickly as possible!

He couldn't wait to torture her severely!

In the past few years, he has thought of no less than a hundred ways in his mind, wanting to avenge himself!

The insidiousness hidden in Ying Chuan's eyes was hidden by no one, and the hatred in his heart made him hide it carefully. It can be said that in the entire Ying family, except for his elder brother, Ying Ze, the young master of the winner, almost no one can see clearly what is going on in his heart.

Therefore, he had to let everything settle before Yingze came back.

At that time, even if his brother comes back, it won't help!

Yingchuan finally made a concession, which made it difficult for the elders of the winner to continue to say anything. Then he asked the family guards who followed him to knock on the door.

In fact, they had knocked on the door once before, but there was no response from inside.

This is also the reason why the parents of the winners are dissatisfied.

This time, the guards of the winner walked up to the closed gate of the San tribe again with the greeting card and knocked on the gate.

After the knock on the door dissipated, there was still no response from the closed door.

The guard turned to look at the winner's elder, wanting to get instructions.

However, at this moment, the closed door suddenly and slowly opened.

squeak --

The sound of the door opening startled the winner's guard standing outside the door.

He quickly took two steps back, a little further away from the San gate.

The gap slowly opened.

Ying Chuan and the elders of the winner who were standing outside were also staring at the crack of the door. Suddenly, Yingchuan's face changed, and he became very ugly in an instant.

In the crack of the door, he saw a person he hated and feared the most!

That touch of coquettish red, as bright as blood, people can't ignore, let alone ignore.

Mu Qingge put her hands behind her back, raised her legs and stepped out of the high threshold of the Sang family's gate. She stood tall and straight outside the opened door with a cold expression.

Behind her, followed by the bodyguards of the Sang tribe, only twenty of them, but they lined up, standing behind Mu Qingge, staring at Yingchuan and his party with sharp eyes, which immediately made Yingchuan's momentum sharp. reduce.

He also brought twenty people with him. However, in front of Mu Qingge, he felt like he was standing at the foot of a high mountain.

Ying Chuan's facial features twisted for a moment, and his eyes became cloudy.

He didn't want to show a timid look in front of Mu Qingge... He is the winner's second young master, and the one standing behind him is the winner! Ying Chuan kept cheering for himself.

The appearance of Mu Qingge exceeded Ying Chuan's expectations, and also exceeded the expectations of the elder Winner.

However, when he thought about it, Mu Xuewu was Mu Qingge's younger sister, so it didn't seem like a big problem if he had told her about the marriage.

He winked at the guard of the winner who stood in front of Mu Qingge, and the latter understood it, and immediately handed over the greeting card with both hands, and said to Mu Qingge: "The second son of the winner, come to the Sang tribe to see the head of the Sang tribe."

The post was handed over to Mu Qingge.

Her clear eyes fell on it, obviously she didn't do anything, but the hand of the winner's guard still felt a sharp pain as if a sharp edge had passed through it.

Suddenly, he felt empty in his hands, and raised his head carefully, only to find that Mu Qingge had already accepted the invitation.

After completing the task, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated behind the winner's elder.

"Hehehe..., this is the only holy-level craftsman in the Middle Ages, the city lord of Luoxing City, Mu City lord, right?" The elder of the winner stood up and spoke with a pleasant face.

A saint-level craftsman, even if she is a little more domineering, he is not easy to offend.

Therefore, even if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, you can only swallow it.

The elder of the winner wants to make a breakthrough from Mu Qingge. After all, he had heard that there was some friendship between his young lord and this city lord Mu. In this case, would city lord Mu agree with this marriage?

He had wishful thinking, but Mu Qingge still had a cold face.

Mu Qingge's clear eyes lit up with a hint of teasing, she looked at the smiling Elder Winner, and said lightly, "What's your purpose here?"

She was not interested in exchanging greetings with him in hypocrisy and politeness, and went directly to the topic.

The elder of the winning family was stunned for a moment, obviously also surprised by Mu Qingge's unconventional way of playing cards. However, he quickly realized that he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mu Qingge.

"Yingchuan, tell me." Mu Qingge's eyes fell directly on Yingchuan.

That tone of voice couldn't be called friendly.

The elder of the winner felt a 'thump' in his heart, and was inexplicably worried. He seemed to realize that today's affairs would not only not go well, but would even cause unexpected complications.

"Oh? That's right! I almost forgot, your tongue was cut off by me, and you can no longer speak." Mu Qingge said lightly, but a devilish smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She deliberately mentioned this matter and exposed Yingchuan's scars in public, just to make him angry and embarrass him!

Sure enough, Yingchuan's facial features became hideous, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Mu Qingge.

Seeing this, the elders of the winner cried out in their hearts, 'It's not good! '

He quickly gave a hint to the boy next to Yingchuan. The boy was also smart, and he immediately understood and said: "My second son is sincerely here to ask Miss Xuewu to marry me. I also ask City Lord Mu to let go of his past grievances."

"Want to marry my sister?" The corner of Mu Qingge's mouth turned cold, and the light in her eyes also became cold. With a slight movement of the hand holding the invitation, the invitation was reduced to ashes in front of the winning family. Mu Qingge looked at Yingchuan indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Yingchuan, do you feel impatient to live, so you come here to seek death?"