Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

After leaving the Taoist temple, Monan returned to Mordor for the first time.

Professional things should be done by professional people.

For example, Shi Yiming is good at management, and the old rascal will not waste talent.

As for himself, he is good at

Mordu, Lin family.

Now that Lin Yun is old, she goes to boarding school and doesn't come back. The old rascal and the girls have lived here for a few days.

The sun is shining high.

In the daytime, Mo Nan is lying lazily in bed with Bingqing in his arms. Suddenly, Bingqing in his nap opens his eyes and shakes his long eyelashes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the calf was staring at himself. Bingqing stretched lazily: "aren't you sleepy?"

"Hiss."

Looking at Bingqing's thin pajamas and the attractive posture and movements when he stretched, the old rascal just had a little sleepiness and immediately disappeared. As soon as his eyes turned, he was in great spirits

"Not sleepy! Bingqing, let's discuss something. You see, Ann is sensible, or we'll have another boy... "

With that, the old hooligan was ready to start with a bad smile.

Who knows, Bingqing just looked at him a few times without expression, then kicked him straight down, turned over and murmured:

"Go away, there's no one in broad daylight..."

There was a bang.

The old hooligan fell to the ground, climbed up from the ground for a long time, and then looked at Bingqing who had fallen asleep again. He was very depressed.

But the evil fire had already come up and gnawed his teeth. He slipped out of the room and got into Lin Yunyi's room again.

Lin Yunyi just woke up and was changing her clothes.

"Ah

So a flustered scream, Monan with a pile of pillows and clothes were smashed out of the house, failed to vent the fire, not to say, but also plain more angry.

Fortunately, around, he finally succeeded in sneaking into the unique room.

……

In order to let the old Mo family carry forward, the old hooligans also do their best.

In the next few days, he didn't seem to go down from the upstairs. Until Ann didn't see her father for several days and kept quarreling, Monan was held by Bing Qing and quickly showed his face.

“mua~”

With An'an in her arms, the old rascal tried to kiss her. The little girl looked disgusted, but she kept laughing.

While amusing his daughter with satisfaction, Monan looked at the girls who were busy writing invitation cards at the tea table.

Matchless, Fang Rui, Miao Li, in addition to Jessica, who met with He Mei in the plum blossom group yesterday, Lian Yujie also temporarily stopped the company's schedule and came here to help write.

In a word, no matter the old hooligan or Bingqing, they don't have so many relatives and friends.

But it doesn't matter that there are no relatives and friends. Since wusen's death, the old rascal has completely become the first person in the lower world. He is not the first person to kill wusheng. Who is he?

As a result, the door-to-door gifts, an endless stream.

The old hooligan is not willing to make too much publicity, but at the thought, he promised Bingqing to give him an incomparably grand wedding, so those who came to see his family, one is one, all sent out an invitation.

Besides

It's one thing to be busy. Some people want to get on the pole and give him money. Why don't they?

"I'm so tired!"

For a moment, writing tired, Yujie a throw hand pen, quit, at the same time curious toward sister and brother-in-law asked: "sister, say your wedding site, set?"

Accompanied by several women, Su Bingqing tidied up the list and shook his head.

In recent days, accompanied by several women, she has arranged everything from wedding dress to most matters, except for the venue, where a certain calf has to keep her out of the way.

And so far, I have not told her where the venue is.

It is matchless a few women, seem to have got some news, at the moment is a face of envy looking at the ice.

I don't know if they can get Bingqing treatment when they get married.

A few women discussed, the same to Bingqing tight lipped, for this, Bingqing heart more depressed.

Fortunately, the old rascal saw what she was thinking and then frowned

"Don't worry, I don't dare to say that there will be no future, but it must be unprecedented. I will let you marry me to my old Mo family..."

Smell speech, ice clear also can, temporarily hold back curiosity.

Only occasionally, she would doubt where to accommodate so many guests.

……

Naturally, there are such places.

For example, the Taoist temple.

In the twinkling of an eye, a month later.

On this day, all the disciples of the Taoist temple were given a day off. The whole Taoist temple is full of family leaders and suzerain leaders from all walks of life. They are rare and important people in ordinary times. Now they can be seen everywhere in the Taoist temple.

From this point, people have to admit that there is no one in the lower world who can be compared with today's hero.

All of a sudden, I felt a breath of great spiritual power approaching, and everyone looked up together. Then I saw that today's bridegroom raised a giant beast, which came slowly like an auspicious cloud behind him. Whew. The flames are not fireworks, but a lot of long-awaited martial arts masters, releasing all kinds of gorgeous martial arts skills. The sky is like a brilliant picture. This is the old rascal's personal request, otherwise, if someone else, let those wuzun do firework master, I'm afraid it will turn over a long time ago. As it was Monan's request, they gritted their teeth and put up with it. The old hooligan came slowly in this magnificent scene, and finally fell in front of the waiting Bingqing. In the envious eyes of those young women around, Bing Qinghong nodded, like a girl of ten or seven or eight years old. Don't give up. When the whole Taoist temple was just beginning to bless, the old rascal had already dragged Bingqing away. As for what he was going to do, there was no need to mention it. Joking, on the wedding day, what else could he do?... maybe from the day after the wedding, Monan disappeared again. Even some people close to him only knew that Duzi had gone on his honeymoon with a few girls, but no one knew exactly where he had gone. In a flash, a few months passed in a hurry. Counting the days carefully, it has been three years since Shi Sheng and others left. On this day, the Taoist temple. In the main hall of zongmen, Shi Yiming sits at the top, frowning, and at the bottom, some wuzun and Wuwang sit in turn, which are all the high-rise buildings of today's Taoist temple. There was no sound in the hall. After a long time, someone finally came from the outside, a king of Wu. As soon as the latter entered the hall, Shi Yiming eagerly looked at the latter“ How's it going? " King Wu shook his head and looked dejected. Seeing this, everyone in the hall understood what was going on outside“ Son of a bitch Good temper, such as a stone, soon also can't help scolding voice, then sad look to the left side of a person. It was one of the three wuzuns that Mo Nan left for him at the beginning. Shi Yiming turned his head and asked, "my elder martial brother, haven't you come back yet?"