Chapter 893 (1/2)
In the past, Murong Qing did not know how kind-hearted people felt when they were treated like a donkey's liver and lung. Now he knows, Lu Yanwu tells her that she is deeply impressed.
Since Lu Yan dance is ungrateful, why should she be sentimental?
Lu Yanwu is no longer the Lu Yan dance of her youth, and her murongqing is not the woman who has achieved nothing. She is now a big man who has been oppressed by one side and is powerful.
Behind her was the head of the heaven academy, who was the God of heaven, and the other saint who was worshipped all over the world.
”Sorry, sister Qingqing.”
Lu Yan dances with a face of uneasiness and remorse.
”Wait a minute.”
Seeing that Murong Qing was about to leave, Kong Wen slowly stood up: ”Miss Murong, I think you have a high level of understanding and are very suitable for cultivating our noble fairyland, so I think we can become fellow practitioners.”
Murong Qing asked coldly, ”do you want to win me over?”
”You should know where I come from and who I work for. It's not wise for you to do so. It will even bring endless disaster to you and your family.”
Kong Wen calmly smile: ”Miss Murong said Phoenix Mountain?”
”In fact, Miss Murong overestimates Fenghuang mountain. In your eyes, Fenghuang mountain may be the commanding height of this era, but in my eyes, he is just a mountain.”
”As long as my family doesn't want to see this mountain, just cut it off with one sword.”
Murong Qing angrily responded with a smile: ”Oh? Well, I'd like to know, what's the origin of your family
Confucius said: ”it's not convenient to say now, but miss Murong will know when she enters my house. I promise I won't let Miss Murong down.”
”What do you mean?”
Kong Wen solemnly said: ”my wife has a wish. She wants to stay with her best friend every day. I want to satisfy her wish.”
”I had no idea before, but when I saw Miss Murong, I had an idea.”
Murong Qing's heart sank: ”what idea?”
Kong Wen, smiling like a spring breeze, said: ”as long as you marry me, my wife Yanwu can be with you every day.”
After that, Confucius looked at Lu Yanwu: ”Yan dance, do you think the husband's idea is good?”
Lu Yanwu looked forward to Murong Qing: ”sister Qingqing, will you agree?”
Murong Qing, a pair of Phoenix eyes full of shame and anger, even more burning Tianye fire appeared: ”Kong Wen, do you want to die?”
Of course, what makes her more angry is the attitude of her best friend, who actually approves of her husband's practice.
Lu Yanwu said in pain: ”sister Qingqing, don't blame me. I really just want to be with you.”
Murong Qing said with a disappointed face: ”after today, let's break off friendship. On the day of goodbye, if it's the enemy, I Murong Qing will never show mercy.”
Lu Yanwu, a literary and artistic disease, has turned into an incurable disease.
Kong Wen said: ”Miss Murong, I know you are very angry now, but when you know my family's position in the eastern continent, you will be glad for it.”
”Of course, I know that Miss Murong, you and the master of Phoenix Mountain may have some improper relationship. You are afraid that little white face will not let you go.”
”But don't worry, my family comes forward, that little white face will never dare to have any obstruction, can only let go.”
Murong Qing was angry in his eyes and said, ”what if I don't agree?”
Kong Wen shook his head: ”you are just a woman. You can't refuse your parents' orders and matchmaker's words.”
Murong Qing took a deep breath and said coldly, ”if you dare to do this, I will kill you!”
Kong Wen said confidently: ”master, words must be done, deeds must be achieved. I promise the promise of Yan dance, and I will do it. Miss Murong, you should understand your determination. ”
”Miss Murong, prepare well. I will take you home when I finish my work.”
”And I'll give your father a dowry that he can't refuse.”
With that, Kong Wen left with the landing swallow dance.
Murong Qing's face was livid and his heart was killing. But he didn't stop him and didn't make a move.
This Kong Wen, she can fight.