Devil Emperor Daddy

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.

However, Kong Wen and Lu Yan dance suddenly appeared in Gusu city. She speculated that they might be related to the five ancient inheritance.

Even, it is possible that the Confucius inscription came from ancient times.

She can only think of the power of Phoenix Mountain in ancient times.

In ancient times, she did not dare to act rashly. She had to wait for the little man to come.

Take it for a while.

If the little man knew that someone would dare to dig his corner, he would not turn a blind eye.

At noon, Jun Chen came and directly entered the Humble Administrator's garden. The only companion was Xiao Fenghuang. After Huang Xiaoyan came here, he crossed the road to meet the people in Shennong temple.

"How did you come?"

After waiting for a morning, Murong Qing was already depressed. She went up to pick up the little Phoenix, and then complained bitterly on her face.See a woman aggrieved into a small daughter-in-law's expression, Jun dust can't help but smile: "what happened?"

Murong Qing lowered his head: "I was bullied."

Jun Chen's eyes sank: "who?"

Murong Qing was even more aggrieved: "a Confucian disciple named Kong Wen may be a young generation inherited from ancient times. He came to our Humble Administrator's garden..."

Murong Qing with the fastest speed, the flow of the most distressing tears, with the most aggrieved voice of the matter through the end of the book said once.

"Ganniang doesn't cry, baby help you bully that bad guy." The little Phoenix stretched out her pink hand and wiped tears for Murong Qing.

Murong Qing of course is not really crying, just with tears to tell the little man, let the latter know how miserable his woman was bullied.

Then it's all right.

If you are not good at acting, you may not only have to be scolded.

However, she was still scolded.

"Useless things."

Jun dust looked at Murong Qing with disappointment on his face, "I taught you all your abilities. Where did you learn?"

Murong Qing was so angry that he said back, "I'm afraid I'll get you into trouble, OK? After all, it could be an ancient heritage. "

Jun Chen picked up her mobile phone and called Huang Xiaoyan.

A minute later, Jun Chen confirmed the identity of Confucius. Murongqing did not make a mistake. Confucius indeed came from the five ancient Confucius temples.

Moreover, he had a long history. Confucius was the eldest son of the master of Confucius Temple.

Huang Xiaoyan also said: "the five young generations inherited from ancient times have almost come."

"This afternoon, everyone went to Taihu Lake to visit the lake and hold a martial arts contest. Would you like to come and join in the fun?"

Jun Chen nodded: "will Kong Wen go?"

Huang Xiaoyan shakes his head: "that Kongwen's character is eccentric. He should not come to this occasion."

Jun Chen said, "I'll tell him to accept his guilt by himself. If I don't come, I will let his Confucius Temple bear my anger together. "

With that, Jun Chen hung up the phone.

Murong Qing asked cautiously, "has it been solved?"

Jun Chen said: "the next time you encounter this kind of thing, will you still use me to teach you how to do it?"

Murong Qing obediently nodded: "cut first and then play. If I can't hold it, will you take it?"

Jun Chen nodded: "yes."

Murong Qing shrugged his shoulders, but said: "in fact, I can't blame this incident completely. You also have responsibility. After all, the same thing has happened more than once."

Jun Chen frowned: "what do you mean?"

Murong Qing raised her hair and said with a smile: "if you write my name into your household register, where do I have so much trouble?"

Eyes from the woman's chest full sweep, Jun dust asked: "do you know, flies do not bite seamless eggs?"

Murongqing