Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Nangong Wentian suddenly said to Yun Linglong seriously: "girl, listen to my grandfather, you must not marry so carelessly. Grandfather will find you a good match

Yun Linglong smiles a little, alas, she is more pitiful than cheap Niang and has no choice. Just like Zhu Bajie's marriage to heaven, whoever he catches is the one.

Fortunately, the man was quite satisfied.

"Grandfather, I'm engaged." The cloud is exquisite and graceful to say.

Nangong asked the sky鈥?br>
It's so useless. He can't do his daughter's marriage. Is his granddaughter going to get married at a young age?

Is it so far away to enjoy your family?

"Hurry up, let Yuxuan get married as soon as possible. It's better to raise a daughter." Nangong asks the heaven and spreads his anger on Nangong Yi.

Daughter? Hey, hey, girls are outgoing. What's good? Nangong Yi is silent.

However, Nangong Yuxuan did reach the age of getting married and having children. Alas, my girl is so easy to be abducted that she can't make a loss!

"Linglong, who are you betrothed to? Your father is in a high position. I think he is also a family of officials. " Nangong Wentian really doesn't want LingXiao pavilion to have anything to do with the imperial court.

But it seems impossible.

Yun Linglong laughs, "grandfather, I'm not married to an official family. I'm married to the royal family. My future husband is king an. Night falls in love with the city."

Just to tell the truth, it sounds like a bit of show off.

Nangong asked for heaven's greetings for a long time. As soon as he entered the Marquis's gate, it was as deep as the sea. When he went to such a high court with deep walls, what fun would he have in his life?

"Don't you want to be a concubine, too?" Nangong asked the sky.

Not to mention the royal family, some respectable families are very concerned about the identity of Di Shu.

For women, the common people can not be asked to marry; For men, those who are born from the common people can not inherit the title of nobility. Sometimes, your background determines your future.

Cloud Linglong picks eyebrow to smile: "grandfather, what do you say? Do not say is to do concubine room, even flat wife I disdain鈥?br>
Her long body, like a plum, stand proud, her pride, her character, are not able to withstand the wind and frost.

Nangong asked the sky with a trance. This young figure and this charming face all coincide with Hanyan many years ago. It should have been her most beautiful years. In his memory, she was still the top of cardamom, with the fragrance of early February.

Alas, he used to be so proud of his smoking, but what happened later was beyond his control.

"Well, my Nangong family should have such strength." Nangong asked the sky, caressed his hands and laughed.

How long, he did not have a happy smile.

Yun Linglong low smile, this character, and the Nangong family, or with the cloud family are not much relationship.

It's just a man. She can't share with others. That's her bottom line.

"Nangong Yi, remember that. When you see Mo Wen again, you'll break his leg for me." Nangong Wentian suddenly remembered that the source of all the disasters came from the Mohist boy.

Nangong Yi has no choice but to smile bitterly. He wants to, but he can't.

I have to admit that this guy is a prodigy in the world. His martial arts are excellent and his poison skill is also superb.

Lingxiaoge and Mohism are originally from the same school. They have a certain understanding of each other, which is a relationship of mutual checks and balances.

In those days, because of the smoking, the two families almost split their skin. However, Nangong Yi really couldn't get a half price. If it wasn't for the grandmaster's hand, Nangong Yi felt that it would be a miracle that she could retreat completely.

"Grandfather, do you hate Mohism?" Yun Linglong's eyes turned.

My unreliable master is not very popular!

"If it wasn't for his sweet words, we wouldn't even have to leave home." Nangong asked the sky with a long sigh. It's hard to calm down.

"If you had allowed them to develop, there would have been less gratitude and resentment in this world." Yun Linglong doesn't speak to Yang er or pan, but stands on the sidelines.

She looked at Mo and asked, although she was called heartless childe, it was not heartless!

People who get this nickname are either born with a cold nature or are thoroughly hurt.

She always felt that Mo Wen was about the latter. When she mentioned cheap mother, the sadness and missing on his face were not pretended.

Love is a double-edged sword. When you hurt others, you will hurt yourself. The so-called saint of love is mostly people who don't understand love.

You play life and feelings. They also play you?

Nangong asked the sky, staring at Dahu: "how can that be? According to the instructions of the founder, the existence of Nangong family is to restrict Mohism, so as to prevent them from troubling the rivers and lakes. "

Yun Linglong shakes his head. It's all about the past. You restrict him, not to destroy him.

"Grandfather, it's not wrong to like poison art. You see, arsenic is poisonous, but it's also useful. In fact, medicine and poison are of the same origin. Looking at the harmful things may not be able to save people鈥?br>
She has seen so many cases of fighting poison with poison that she never thinks that the only use of poison is to harm people. If ginseng is used wrongly, it can kill people.

"Well, anyway, we are different from him." Nangong Wentian is very open to the distinction between medicine and poison.

He has always believed that most of the medical practitioners are benevolent and have great respect and fear for life. But poison art is different. Those people are reckless.

He didn't know the way his ancestors got along with Mohism, but in his generation, he almost didn't get along with Mohism.

The two families have lived together peacefully for hundreds of years, but such an outrageous thing happened to him.

"In fact, if my mother and Mohist people really loved each other at the beginning, if my grandfather could help them, it might be a good marriage鈥?Linglong's impression of Mo Wen is not bad.

"Really? Where does he come from? It's not for our family's Secret collection. Your mother is also stupid, but it is in his evil. He even stole the secret collection and gave it away to others. In the end, it didn't come to an end Nangong asked the sky with a sigh.

Yun Linglong shakes his head. This pot of ink is a little wronged!

"Grandfather, that secret collection has never been in the hands of Mohists." Yun Linglong said slowly.

This will more or less calm down Nangong Wentian's anger, right?

"What? Have you ever been in the hands of Mo Wen? How do you know? " The old man is very quick.

The girl can't remember her mother. She knows these things very well! Does she have anything to do with Mohism?