833: C833 Why didn't you ask who this young brother is?

C833 Why didn't you ask who this young brother is?

You guys didn't ask who this young brother is?

You can go.

These three words were calm and heartless.

The Murong Family was prosperous, or even annihilated, and had nothing to do with Murong Xiyue anymore.

"You!"

Hearing Murong Xiyue's response, Murong Shengwu's expression became extremely ugly. She was angry, but at the same time, she felt pain in her heart. He never thought that her daughter would be so infatuated with that servant from that time. Ten years, Murong Xiyue had actually been unable to forget that person for a whole ten years, and even broke all ties with the Murong Family because of that.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Suddenly, a crisp and clear clapping sound could be heard from afar.

"If he is not dead, then I will live; if he dies, then I will not live. What a great Murong Xiyue, you will never give up on me. " Teng Yan's voice came from afar and at the same time, Teng Yan walked towards the pavilion step by step. Not only Teng Yan, even Tang San and the others followed him, including the eight Saints s.

Swish swish!

Murong Xiyue and Murong Shengwu looked at Teng Yan at the same time.

"This …"

When Murong Shengwu saw Teng Yan, he was slightly stunned for a moment, but then he looked at Murong Xiyue, and helplessly went to greet him. At that moment, Murong Xiyue only took a glance at Teng Yan, and then ignored him, continuing to play his zither and play the sad zither music.

Whether it was a saint or the patriarch, she ignored them all.

"Mix up!"

Seeing Murong Xiyue's reaction, Murong Wudi was enraged, but was stopped with a wave of Teng Yan's hand. Without the slightest hesitation, Teng Yan sized up Murong Xiyue, and then walked towards him step by step. From start to finish, Murong Xiyue did not even glance at him once.

"Not bad."

Feeling the sorrow from the zither music, Teng Yan smiled at Murong Xiyue.

The two of them were three steps apart.

"Hmm?"

Murong Xiyue was slightly taken aback.

The zither music was not bad, but Murong Xiyue was very clear that this zither music had already merged with her will for more than ten years. Normal warriors would not be able to withstand it. However, Teng Yan's was not affected at all, which surprised Murong Xiyue, but she was only surprised for a moment, and then she no longer bothered with Teng Yan, and continued to immerse herself within her zither music world.

"What's the name of this song?"

Teng Yan asked again, ignoring Murong Xiyue's disregard.

"Qingfeng, embrace the moon!"

"Qingfeng wants to embrace the moon?"

Teng Yan frowned slightly, then laughed: "This tune should be related to that person from back then, right?"

Murong Xiyue was startled, but did not reply.

"Hur hur."

Seeing that, Teng Yan smiled.

"Qu Mei, her name is beautiful, and she's even more beautiful."

Following that, Teng Yan looked at Murong Xiyue and smiled, "Hello Miss Murong, I am Teng Yan. This time, I have only come to Murong Family for one matter. As he spoke, Teng Yan's eyes did not shift from Murong Xiyue, and from the beginning to end, he had a slight smile on his face.

"Sure!"

Murong Xiyue said as she fiddled with the guqin.

"Sure?"

Teng Yan was slightly taken aback.

"Take my body with you."

But at this time, Murong Xiyue's calm voice sounded out once again, so calm that it made one's hair stand on end.

"…"

The corner of Teng Yan's mouth twitched.

"Miss Mu Rong, this young master sincerely came to propose to you, not to joke around. Besides, Miss Mu Rong is not a funny joke. " While he was speaking, Teng Yan's face deliberately darkened, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.

"A joke?"

She placed her slender hands on the zither strings, looked at Teng Yan, and said: "Back then, I had already made an oath that I would only marry one person in this life. Unfortunately, that person is not you. As for the others, regardless of how prominent your identity is or how powerful you are, if you wish to marry me, you must bring my corpse with you. "

"You!"

Teng Yan's expression darkened.

"Humph!"

"Miss Murong, are you not afraid that this young master will blame your entire Murong Family? When that time comes, Murong Family will become restless, and perhaps, even the entire Murong Family will be removed from the Central Region, and die. " Teng Yan's voice was gloomy, as he threatened Murong Xiyue.

"Young Master Yan!"

Hearing this, Murong Wudi and the others in the distance instantly became anxious.

To vent your anger on the Murong Family?

How could they withstand the wrath of more than two hundred Saints?

"What has it got to do with me?"

Murong Xiyue said calmly.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Teng Yan looked at Murong Xiyue blankly for a bit, then said while laughing loudly: "Good, good one, what does it have to do with you." After saying that, Teng Yan's face became gloomy, he looked at Murong Xiyue and said coldly: You do not care about Murong Family, or maybe you do not care about that person? the Situ Wuqing that you were so preoccupied with? "

"Buzz!"

Hearing this, Murong Xiyue's body fiercely trembled.

"If you don't marry today, do you believe that I would immediately send someone to the secular world to kill him?"

"Buzz!"

Murong Xiyue's face turned pale white.

"Marry, or not?"

Teng Yan immediately asked.

"I …"

"Have you thought about this? You can use your death to threaten Murong Family, but you can't threaten this young master. In their eyes, you are more important than Situ Wuqing. As long as he does not leave the secular world, you will not be able to meet him. However, if you do not marry, this young master will definitely kill him without mercy. "

A cold voice rang out.

"No, this young master won't kill him. This young master will torture him and make him suffer a fate worse than death."

"You!"

A trace of anger flashed across Murong Xiyue's calm face.

"If you die, this young master will definitely not let him off."

"You!"

"Marry him or not?"

"I …"

"Marry, or not?"

"I'll marry her."

Gritting her teeth, Murong Xiyue's despairing voice came out, and after she said that, she became like a deflated balloon, collapsing on the spot. Her eyes were lifeless, and the crystal clear liquid in the corners of her eyes couldn't help but roll down. After more than ten years of perseverance, she had thought that there would come a day when someone would use Situ Wuqing to threaten her. She had also thought about how she would choose to do so at this time, but she had no answer even after more than ten years.

She could not refuse, nor could she refuse.

He's not dead yet, I'm still alive.

The only hope for Murong Xiyue was to let him live through the rest of her life.

"It looks like Situ Wuqing's position in your heart is indeed very important. He has even surpassed the position of the entire Murong Family in your heart, and is even inferior to you. This young master is very satisfied with your answer, very satisfied. " Looking at Murong Murong Xiyue, Teng Yan couldn't help but feel a wave of guilt in his heart. However, Teng Yan didn't mind; The words had said earlier were purely a test for Murong Xiyue; he wanted to see whether or not Situ Wuqing's effort was worth it. Now, the answer had been revealed.

Worth it!

With that, Teng Yan looked towards the nine Murong Family s.

"Senior Murong, now that Murong Xiyue has already agreed, I wonder if you two?"

"This …"

Murong Wudi and the other four instantly regained their consciousness.

Shua shua shua!

The shocked gazes of the nine people all landed on Teng Yan, and their eyes contained even more disbelief. They never thought that Teng Yan would actually use such a method to coerce Murong Xiyue to agree.

However …

"Young Master Yan, Xi Yue agreed. We naturally have no objections."

A saint from the Mu Rong family replied immediately.

"Wait."

Suddenly, Teng Yan interrupted them.2

"This young master has said so much and done so much, yet you still don't know who this young master is proposing to. Don't you want to know?" Teng Yan swept his gaze across the nine people from the Murong Family as he spoke, and an undetectable sneer flashed past his mouth. Finally, he looked at Murong Xiyue, and asked with a gentle tone. "Could it be that you don't want to know as well?"

"Eh?"

Teng Yan's words caused the nine Murong Family s to be stunned.

Murong Xiyue did not react at all.

Marry?

Other than Situ Wuqing, there was no difference to her who he married.

"This young brother came from the secular world, but is also from the central region. In the past, he was merely a servant of a big family, and secretly fell in love with the third miss of the family. In the end, the family members found out that not only did they forcefully break two people's legs, but they also broke one of my brothers' legs, and not only that, they chased him out of the central region, forcing him to never step into the central region, and even more so, forced him to never meet this third miss again.

Teng Yan's gloomy voice came out.

"Buzz!"

The nine from Murong Family trembled violently.

He was shocked.

Murong Xiyue was the same.

Teng Yan's brother?

They did not know what Teng Yan's brother's name was, but they were too familiar with what Teng Yan had said. All of it was no different from what Situ Wuqing had experienced back then.

Coincidence?

"This young brother came from — —"

Teng Yan glanced at the nine people from Murong Family as he spoke.

"Gulp!"

Murong Family's group of nine could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as they looked at Teng Yan.

However, Murong Xiyue was in a daze.

"This young brother comes from the Murong Family, he is called —" As he spoke, Teng Yan's gaze fell upon Murong Xiyue. Feeling Teng Yan's gaze, as if he had thought of something, Murong Xiyue's body fiercely trembled. "Situ Wuqing!"

"Boom!"

The four words, Teng Yan, was like a thunderbolt from the ninth heaven, causing the bodies of the nine Murong Family s to fiercely tremble.

Situ Wuqing?

It's actually Situ Wuqing?

Other than shock, there was also doubt in their hearts.

How could it be Situ Wuqing?

"Qingfeng!"

Murong Xiyue's trembling voice resounded as she looked at Teng Yan.

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