Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 3447 When did your father burp, I will go to your house to propose marriage
He could have married into the royal family based on his looks and family background, but he preferred to dance with knives and guns. At the age of ten, he had already fallen in love with the then little prostitute, Mo Beihou, but the Lian family objected to him because he was not in the right family.

Lian Qing did not hesitate to fall out with his father, and waited until Mobeihou became famous, and because of this, Mobeihou's grandma liked Lian Qing very much.Lian Qing casually picked up a longbow, hung the three arrows on the string at the same time, and shot them all together.

The momentum is like thunder, and the speed is extremely fast.

With a whoosh, Mo Beihou quickly bent down, and two arrows flew over his head, breaking several hairs of Mo Beihou.

And the remaining arrow hit the camel's butt.

The camel slammed on the brakes in pain and ran left and right.

"You really shot me!" Mo Beihou exclaimed loudly.

"I disobeyed my father's order and waited for you for so many years, until you changed from a small soldier to a majestic and powerful Marquis of Mobei, but you still refused to marry me, so what if you shoot dozens of arrows at you?"

What Lian Qing said was so straightforward that Marquis Mobei didn't know how to retaliate.

The camel was still running around, Mobeihou had no choice but to turn over and jump to the ground, and pulled out the arrow from the camel.

The camel owned by Marquis Mobei was not an ordinary camel, otherwise the camel would have fallen to the ground and died with just one arrow.

"When did your father burp, I'll go to your house to propose marriage again." Apparently, Mobeihou still cared about Lian Qing's father. After all, Mobeihou couldn't forget all kinds of humiliation and difficulties back then.

Hearing what Marquis Mobei said, Lian Qing picked up his bow, hung up an arrow, pointed at Marquis Mobei's forehead, "You go back to Mobei with me first."

"I'm not going back. I've already agreed with Si Yutian and Miss Ye to go to the Samsung Continent." Mobeihou used Si Yutian and Ye Luo as a shield.

"Miss Ye?" It was only then that Lian Qing noticed Si Yutian and Ye Luo who had been standing to the side as low-key as passers-by.

"You are Ye Luo?" Lian Qing's tone was quite pleasant, obviously Lian Qing had heard a lot of anecdotes about Ye Luo and Si Yutian.

"Yes."

Ye Luo could tell at a glance that Lian Qing was a straightforward woman who dared to love, hate, and act, and from what the two of them said just now, it was obvious that Marquis Mobei was a little too extreme.

"Can you not take him to Samsung Continent, so that he can go back with me obediently."

Lian Qing's tone is very sincere, such a girl is willing to talk to him in such a low voice because of Mo Beihou, it is obvious how much she cares about Mo Beihou.

"Miss Lian, don't worry, we will never take him with us." Ye Luo directly stood by Lian Qing's side.

Mo Beihou was stunned, and looked at Si Yutian: "Big brother, you can't abandon me like this!"

Si Yutian spread his hands: "I'm standing on Luo'er's side, even the girl's appearance can tell how much she has paid for you, it would be unkind for you to run away."

If the husband and wife are of one mind, the profit will be cut off.

Marquis Mo Bei, who is a widow, is still a bit stubborn: "You have never met her father, if you have, you will not be like this!"

"You are marrying Miss Lian, not her father." Ye Luo raised her eyebrows, trying to convince Mo Beihou.

"No matter what you say, I will never step into the Lian family's door again." Mo Beihou was determined not to forget the humiliation.

"In the end, you just don't want to marry me, do you?" Lian Qing's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Facing Mobeihou, he pulled the bow forcefully with his hand.

"Not to marry." Marquis Mobei lowered his head and did not look at Lian Qing.

Lian Qing's hands trembled, tears streamed from his eyes, he suddenly let go of the bowstring, and stabbed directly at his throat with the bow and arrow in his right hand.

(End of this chapter)