Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Buckle, the sound of the door instantly dissipated everything in this strange atmosphere.

Mo yuan glared fiercely at the woman who looked at him without fear. She was angry and helpless.

When the door knocked again, Mo Yuan went to open it.

Outside the door, there was a gentle smile on his face, and the water stopped again (note that "Chong" is not Zhong). When the water stopped again, Mo yuan saw the door open, and the smile took back in an instant..

"Is xiaowuer awake?" Although Mo yuan was very upset, he didn't dare to speak too loudly when his little niece didn't wake up.

Seeing Mo yuan's unhappy and oppressed look on his face, he would be unhappy too.

"Die." The heavy water stop pushed Mo yuan away, so he raised his legs and went in. Mo yuan was pushed away without any defense.

"Little dance, what's the matter with you?"

Heavy water stop entered the room and saw the bleeding forehead of Feng Jiuwu. The dazzling red seemed to stab heavy water stop's eyes, making heavy water stop heartache unable to breathe.

The niece was hurt by them from childhood. Although several brothers above him loved the niece very much, they didn't see the niece as often as he did.

"Xiaowuer, uncle will take you to the hospital,"

Xiaowuer must not have an accident. She is the only blood left by her sister. He will never allow anyone to hurt fengjiuwu.

After that, chongshui plans to pick up Fengjiu dance, but Fengjiu dance avoids it.

"I'm fine." Feng Jiuwu felt that this cheap uncle really cared about him, and his voice was a little more human than usual.

"No, xiaowuer, I have to go to the hospital, or I will."

"Just a little hurt, you can't die." Mo yuan's strange voice came. He choked again and turned his head to stare at Mo yuan.

Chongshui suddenly saw a small piece of blue and purple on Mo yuan's forehead. He even thought of his niece's forehead and kept looking at his head.

The heavy water suddenly flashed in front of Mo yuan, raised his fist and waved it to Mo yuan's face.

Mo yuan was caught off guard and hit by heavy water stop. After a while, he recovered and hit heavy water stop in the face.

In this way, the two big men fought hand to hand in this elegant room.

Heavy water stop does not need to be hit by spiritual force, but directly in the way of men and men.

The collision between fists aroused a lot of atmosphere. Heavy water stop has hated Mo yuan for a long time, so does Mo yuan.

Feng Jiuwu ignored them, wiped the blood off his forehead, and then picked up his medical bag and tied it up.

The fight between the two eventually attracted the early Mo family and several servants.

Master Mo stared at him and almost burst into foul language. At this time, the room was in chaos and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The tables, chairs and benches fell to one side, seriously fragmented, and the less serious ones were in a mess.

All this can only be described as chaos. Mo yuan and chongshui ignored the several people gathered at the door and still fought regardless.

"Stop." Master Mo shouted, and the people inside didn't stop.

The next people wanted to intercept, but the owner didn't speak and didn't dare to act without authorization.

Only in such a stalemate, Feng Jiuwu saw that old man Mo had some momentum to come forward to block the frame. He was helpless. Isn't there someone else? He still wanted to come forward to block the frame..

"All go out. If you don't go out again, I'll go out." Feng Jiuwu looked coldly at the two men in front of him.

The fists waved by Mo yuan and Chong shuistop fell into the air. It was funny, but no one dared to laugh.

It was a blink of an eye to stop from the chaotic scene and hear the voice of Fengjiu dance.

Mo Laozi and Mo lianmo saw the wounds on Feng Jiuwu's forehead and Mo yuan's forehead. They couldn't help taking a deep breath. In fact, Feng Jiuwu's wounds were a little scary.

"Dancing girl, what's the matter with your forehead." Master Mo's dignified and dignified voice sounded.

Mo lianmo secretly ordered a servant next to him to see the family doctor.

Then he followed his father into the room. I saw the same injury of my son and daughter-in-law.

Mo lianmo also guessed how the wound came, "say, what's going on."

Mo lianmo looked at his proud son and suddenly felt powerless.

Mo yuan wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. He said he didn't do it, but did he clearly understand that what was in front of him was an explanation.

When chongshui saw Mo yuan, he didn't refute, so he didn't fight anywhere. Why did the Mo family give birth to such a useless person.

Pop,

Everyone was stunned, and Feng Jiuwu didn't respond.

Master Mo held up his aching hand and slowly put it down. His hand trembled slightly on his side.

"Mo yuan, what have I taught you since childhood? Do you think it's nonsense? What about your upbringing? Can you beat and scold your daughter-in-law? Say, you tell me, don't be like a mute... "

The last sentence of master Mo almost roared, which made the next people tremble.

Silence, death like silence, Mo yuan covered his face, which was more painful than when Feng Jiuwu beat him, and suddenly felt very wronged in his heart.

He hasn't been beaten in the face since he was young. He was beaten today, and twice.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" A delicate looking woman came in and saw the picture of her father beating her son.

Calm Yue just woke up. When he saw several people around here, he came to have a look. Unexpectedly, he saw this picture.

Master Mo turned a deaf ear to the voice of calm Yue like questioning, and still stared coldly at his grandson.

Mo lianmo pulled calm Yue to his side. Calm Yue was winked by Mo lianmo as soon as he wanted to speak.

Calm Yue stopped talking, but her eyes were still distressed and stared at Mo yuan's red and swollen face.

Feng Jiuwu regretted that she hit her head, but it made Mo's family restless.

"Mo, Grandpa, I hit it myself, not..." Feng Jiuwu's indifferent voice sounded.

"Shut up," Mo yuan yelled, and the crowd was stunned. They had never seen Mo yuan so angry.

Master Mo wanted to raise his hand again, but he pressed it deeply.

Just as they wanted to speak, Mo yuan stared at Feng Jiuwu. Feng Jiuwu didn't think Mo yuan's eyes were terrible, but felt that there were grievances in his eyes.

Mo yuan is really wronged. Why is there a phoenix nine dance.

His grandfather and parents stood beside Feng Jiuwu and never asked him what he meant..

"It's you. You're a troublemaker. You haven't lived in peace since you came to our house..." Mo yuan was a little tongue in cheek.

Angry, even calm Yue wanted to raise his hand and slap Mo yuan

"Let's divorce..."

Mo yuan's remaining words stuck in his throat and watched Feng Jiu dance in amazement.

"I said, let's divorce..."