Swords Flying Across The Blood

The Suzhou capital's sect was generous, and in the elegantly decorated hall of Murong's palace, there was a burst of angry protest. "Madam, but this Hey" Old Master Murong looked healthy and had an awkward look on his face, looking at the expression of the person next to his pillow who firmly objected, it was truly extremely distressing. “What else is there?” She immediately grabbed the letter from his hand and tore it up, angering Mrs. Mo Dung. “Could it be that you really intend to marry your daughter to the Qi family?” "Madam, I Ta" The book with glaring eyes was "torn into a hundred pieces", old man Murong stammered, speechless, filled with helplessness. You don't want anyone! But the Qi family wrote a letter to ask if the agreement from that year was still fulfilled, and he could not break his promise! “What about me?” Angryly reproaching him, he was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that he did not immediately show opposition. “I absolutely will not marry our daughter to the Qi family.” Read more