The Ultimate Martial Instructor

"Wow

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise and shock.

Although Mo qinzhu is not a proud woman in martial arts training, his appearance and temperament are gorgeous in the Yaowang Pavilion. I don't know how many young talents have goddess in mind, especially Mo Shaoqi.

Although there is no explicit stipulation in Yaowang pavilion that women of this family are not allowed to marry outside, it has become a consensus for thousands of years. What's more, Mo qinzhu is still the favorite of many young talents in Yaowang Pavilion. It has caused many people's dissatisfaction to ask her to marry a young man of unknown origin.

"Brother, don't make fun of qinzhu's life." At this time, a middle-aged man who looked a bit like Mo Hetu stood up and said.

"Yes, although you are qinzhu's father, you can't be such a trifle in marriage affairs. What's more, how can qinzhu be entrusted to an outsider of unknown origin?"

"That's to say, if the woman in the Yaowang Pavilion marries an outsider, isn't it a big joke?"

All of you and I are talking, and even pointing at Qin long. His eyes are full of contempt.

Qin Qin long and his daughter didn't want to save him, though they didn't want to.

"Who said that women in Yaowang Pavilion should not marry outsiders?" A clear voice over everyone, Mo qinzhu that cool eyes scan everyone, said: "his name is Qin long, from the old nine gate Qin family, is not a person of unknown origin, not to mention I Mo qinzhu to marry who, it is not your concern."

They were silent one after another. Although they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to say it in public.

"The Qin family of laojiumen is nothing. They don't even deserve to give me yaowangge to carry shoes." Mo Shaoqi roared.

"It's true that the Qin family is not as good as yaowangge, but as a disciple of yaowangge, you lose to me from the Qin family. What can you be proud of? Rubbish Qin long said with a sarcastic tone.

It's enough for Mo Shaoqi to humiliate him alone. Qin long can't bear to humiliate him with the Qin family.

Many of the people who came from behind were full of unimaginable faces. Mo Shaoqi could barely fight against the half emperor of Yihua at the peak of smallpox. There were few rivals among the younger generation of Yaowang Pavilion. How could he lose to the young man in front of him?

Among them, Qin long called the genius of Yaowang pavilion a "waste", which undoubtedly hit the whole Yaowang Pavilion in the face.

"Who do you say is rubbish?" Mo Shaoqi asked with a ferocious face, his eyes full of killing.

"Shut up Mo qinzhu was afraid that they would fight again, so he quickly blocked the way.

She is not afraid that Qin long will suffer losses, she is afraid that Qin long will shoot Mo Shaoqi too hard.

Mo Shaoqi suddenly turned to Mo qinzhu, his eyes were fierce, and said: "you are not qualified to shut me up, bitch!"

Qin Longzheng wants to teach Mo Shaoqi a lesson. He didn't expect that someone would be faster than him.

"Pa!"

A low slap sounded. Before Mo Shaoqi could react, he rolled on the ground and spat out blood mixed with broken teeth. It was obvious that this slap was powerful.

"Pay attention to your harsh words, and let me hear half an insult to my daughter. Don't blame me for abandoning you." Mo Hetu said coldly, his eyes flashed cold.

Everyone knows that Mo Hetu loves his daughter very much. Now Mo Shaoqi dare to call her "bitch" in front of him. Isn't he looking for death?

They were silent and did not dare to make any more noise, while Mo Shaoqi curled up on the ground, shivering, and did not dare to speak again.

Mo qinzhu paid no attention to Mo Shaoqi, looked at Mo Li immediately, and said: "Li Changlao, Qin long is my man, and he is also half of the people in the medicine King Pavilion. I passed him the magic trace step, which should not violate the clan rules?"

Although Mo qinzhu pretended to be calm, when he said "Qin long is my man", there was still a blush in his ear.

"It's nonsense. In order to save him, you can even give up your own reputation?" Mo Li said angrily, obviously he didn't believe that Qin long was really Mo qinzhu's man.

"Elder Li is joking. We have decided to live in private for a long time. When we come back to Yaowang Pavilion this time, we are going to announce it to the public. Is it because elder Li is also a pedantic person who thinks that women in Yaowang Pavilion should not marry others?" Mo qinzhu said.

Mo Li took a cold look at Qin long and said, "that's good. I want you to believe that you can do it. Tomorrow you will be married in Yaowang Pavilion. From then on, he will join Yaowang Pavilion."

Mo qinzhu's cool eyebrows can't help wrinkling. It's just an expedient. She takes Qin long to leave after the event. Since then, she will be at peace without going to the Yaowang Pavilion. But now that Mo Li wants them to get married tomorrow, she obviously sees through her mind.

"Uncle Li, getting married is a major event in my life. Besides, I have only one daughter, so I can't be simple. One day is too hasty, and her mother won't agree. If I don't choose another auspicious day, I can't run away anyway." Mo Hetu said with a smile.

If Mo qinzhu could marry Qin long, Mo Hetu would naturally support him with both hands. Such a son-in-law could not be found all over the world with lanterns.

It's a pity that Mo Hetu can see that the two people's feelings are not at that level. Forcing them to combine will only backfire. He doesn't worry about his daughter. He knows that his daughter is more than his father. When he was in villain's Valley, he saw that Mo qinzhu was interested in Qin long. Mo Hetu was worried about Qin long. He was afraid that he would have bad feelings. After all, he couldn't force his feelings.Mo Li suddenly frowned coldly and said: "one day is enough for Yaowang Pavilion. As for auspicious days, our Yaowang Pavilion people never believe that, unless you want to delay time, so that this boy can have enough time to leave Yaowang Pavilion."

"But..."

"Needless to say, your father is shut up. I'll take charge of the wedding." Said Molly coldly, with unquestionable dignity.

Mo qinzhu looks at Mo Hetu for help. Mo Hetu can only shake his head and sigh. His father is closed, and the elder doesn't ask about the affairs in the pavilion all the year round. Mo Li, the elder of punishment, represents the highest authority of the drug king Pavilion. Who dares to question his decision?

Seeing that her father shook his head, Mo qinzhu knew that the situation was irreparable. She could only look at Qin long with guilt and wanted to explain, but she couldn't say it.

From the beginning to the end, Qin long showed a calm color. He patted Mo qinzhu on the shoulder to show that she didn't have to feel guilty. Then he looked up at Mo Li.

"Old man, Mo Jie's father and grandfather are still here. Even if it's not your turn to officiate our wedding, what's your qualification?"

Qin long suddenly cried out. He didn't suppress his voice at all. It was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger. I'm afraid the whole Yaowang Pavilion could hear it clearly.