Chapter 8: Finger marriage

After all, Mo Wen is a six-star alchemy master, and it is not difficult for him to see that Mu Yun is not even counted as the first level of Body Tempering Realm.
Doing things so decisively, this Muyun does not seem simple, at least he 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 walked away.
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.
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 manner while talking and laughing.
This person is exactly Mu Linchen, the head 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.
"Haha... Old Madam Qin, Yun'er in my family is introverted and doesn't like to talk. Don't be dissatisfied if you see you soon!"
Looking at the black-robed old man, Mu Linchen smiled slightly, but there was some worry in that smile.
The old man, it was Qin Shiyu, the grandfather of the Qin family in North Cloud City, and the Qin family was also a big family in North Cloud City with strong strength.
"The chief shepherd is joking, the child of Muyun is a bit introverted, but my Yaoer, you know... This time, my Qin and Mu two married together, 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, white in red, gentle like jade, and 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, Mu Yun's face wore not 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 the Qin family Qin Mengyao Miss Qin." Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Linchen's face showed a smile.
His gaze directly ignored the old man 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 you have a pretty face and this figure, a standard peerless beauty.
It's just covered with a veil, and 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. It's not interesting.
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 finished speaking, Mu Yun immediately refused.
The entire 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 was oppressed and did not want to cause trouble to his foster father, he would endure it.
Otherwise, Mu Yun is now lazy to take care of it.
It's just that Mu Linchen cared for Mu Yun, but most of the people in Mu's 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 just fell, and the time rang with a scolding.