Chapter 2 Mo Qingwu's Last Hope!

Three days in middle school, Mo family.

Ever since the important sons and brothers of various aristocratic families came to visit Mo Qingwu one after another, Mo Qingwu's life has become easier.

But Mo Qingwu's father, Mo Xingchen, found that his little daughter was becoming more and more taciturn. He stayed in his own small yard every day, except practicing kung fu, just holding the scabbard, just in a daze.

Her personality has changed from being lively and cute to calm and introverted. At a young age, she seems to be preoccupied. She will never hug her neck and call her father sweetly, nor will she smile sweetly when she sees someone.

Occasionally, when she met someone in the family, she just glanced at them blankly, and then walked over calmly.

A little girl who is only eleven years old in a few months, this kind of mournful silence is like an autistic girl in her twenties who has suffered a major blow. As soon as people see it, they feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

During the period when Qiao just took her knife away, when her daughter saw her, she still begged tearfully: Father, please give me back my knife...

But now, she no longer makes this request. It seemed that the knife had never been in her life.

But Mo Xingchen knew that that knife really left a scar in his daughter's heart that would never be erased!

In her eyes, there is no hope: no more supplication. Even the toys and accessories that her father, Mo Xingchen, occasionally bought for her, couldn't arouse a trace of emotion in her eyes. Just a routine to say: Thank you, father. There is no more text.

And those ornaments, she has never worn. She is just dressed in red, and on her head, there will always be that monotonous butterfly of bright clouds, spreading its wings and wanting to fly. In his hand, there will always be only that tattered scabbard.

Only when Mo Qingwu saw these two items, would Mo Qingwu's eyes reveal sincere desire. She seemed to be looking forward to something, looking forward to something, but she never said that Mo Tianji had been working hard in the Canglan War Zone to bring back some strange and good things to her little sister, but Mo Qingwu It is not false at all. It's just that an empty room was cleaned up and all these things were sealed in.

Once, when someone who came back told Mo Qingwu that the second young master hoped that the miss would give a letter back, Mo Qingwu said indifferently: "Second brother has great ambitions, so he won't need my letter."

It is said that after Mo Tianji heard these words, he almost collapsed! From then on, he became even more desperate. He was desperately building up his team, preparing to take back the position of the first heir from Mo Tianyun's hands in one fell swoop! Then,

For my younger sister, arrange it properly!

Now he is only the second son, he has no right to arrange such important matters! He knew that his sister was sad, but what he wanted was a long time. Momentary happiness cannot cover up the gloom of a lifetime!

Only when she was by her mother's side, would Mo Qingwu reveal her true emotions from her eyes: unwillingness, nostalgia, resentment, and helplessness towards this family. In her little heart, she clearly knew that the family had already been destroyed. Abandoned myself! I am already an abandoned son of the family: and during this period of time, the family has turned from indifference to me to being greeted occasionally, all because Ji Mo, Dong Wushang and other promising brothers came to visit me, so that the family found me again. There is still something worth investing in.

So I changed my attitude slightly.

But such a change in attitude is for the greater good! Although Mo Qingwu is young, how can she not know that she grew up in a big family?

If these young masters showed interest in him, the family would probably arrange a marriage for him immediately and contact an important ally!

Especially the Great Elder Mo Wuxin, it is said that he already has this idea and is secretly conveying such a message to Ji Mo, Dong Wushang, Gu Duxing, Rui Butong and others. If it weren't for several people who refused because of their young age, I'm afraid that I would already be "so-and-so's fiancée" by now.

, "Sister 1 Bu, madam, please go over here." The girl came to report.

"Okay." Mo Qingwu stood up lightly, her figure was already half a head taller than in the next three days, but her figure was thin and weak. She walked out slowly.

During this period of time, she has been practicing with greater efforts, but to no avail. Moreover, once the spiritual power reaches the ng mouth, it will hurt and cannot be unblocked. This made her even more desperate.

, "1 Bu Wu, you are here." Mrs. Mo looked at her little daughter with some heartache. She had been seeing her daughter's changes during this period of time, and felt pain in her heart: but there was nothing she could do.

Although she is Mo Qingwu's biological mother, she is only a woman: In this big world where men are supreme and three wives and four concubines are common for men, women's status is very low. He has no right to speak about family affairs!

She had no choice but to accept the family's decision.

"Mom, what can I do for you?" Mo Qingwu's eyes flickered.

, "Well, 1 Buwu, there is still one month left, so he will be eleven years old?" Mrs. Mo's eyes flashed with love.

,"yes.

By the seventh day of July next month, I will be eleven years old. "Mo Qingwu's heart suddenly thumped, and an inexplicable fear enveloped her heart: Why did my mother ask my age? Could it be?

, "Well, in the blink of an eye, my Xiao Wu became a big girl.

Madam Mo smiled wistfully, and said, "I'm eleven years old. I think back then, when my mother was eleven years old... I was already engaged to your father..."

"Ah?" Mo Qingwu took a step back and looked at Mrs. Mo in horror: "Mother?"

"During this period of time, the Mo family has been in turmoil." Mrs. Mo sighed, "Your eldest brother and your second brother are getting more and more violent, and the strength of the family has also been weakened. This is not a good thing for the entire family..."

"So, the Great Elder has been discussing with your father during this time to see if he can find another strong and reliable ally for my Mo family," Madam Mo said with some difficulty.

Mo Qingwu's face was pale, and she looked at her mother tremblingly.

"So I want to make a marriage for you as soon as possible." Mrs. Mo looked at her daughter helplessly, "At this moment, the Meng family came to propose marriage..."

"Mengjia?" Mo Qingwu murmured with a pale face. A strong hatred flashed in his eyes.

, "Yes, Mengjia. And Mengjia, this time also produced a stunning young master,

It is now the eldest son of the Meng Family, Meng Luo. Mengluo is twenty-three years old this year, but among the younger generation of the Meng family, he is already the undisputed number one master: even, he has broken through the cultivation base of the throne. "

Mrs. Mo's net corners are a bit bitter.

Mengluo, that's right, this young master Mengluo is indeed already a throne cultivator. When it comes to strength, he can be regarded as outstanding among the younger generation in the middle and third days. Except for a limited number of people, he can already be said to be the pinnacle of the younger generation!

Such a young talent is indeed the best candidate for a son-in-law in a major family!

However, this Young Master Mengluo has already married. And there are wives and concubines! Moreover, it was basically the Meng family who came forward to propose marriage, and in the end they all took advantage of him.

This is also a means for Mengluo to enhance the strength of Mengjia. He doesn't care about this woman's status in their family, nor does he care about her appearance and qualifications, he just wants to use this method to increase the influence of Mengjia.

Therefore, after Meng Luo heard that Mo Qingwu, the daughter of the Mo family, had lost her three-yin aptitude, she immediately wanted to propose marriage. It's just that Mo Qingwu was only nine and a half years old at that time, so it was too much to talk about.

Now that he is eleven years old, he naturally no longer has such worries. Generally speaking, the less-than-promising daughters of major families basically make marriages at this age.

So Mengluo came to propose marriage immediately.

For the Mo family, this was something they could not have wished for. The Mo family is now in serious internal strife and needs such an ally too much.

"No matter who he is, I don't agree!" Mo Qingwu gritted her lips and said, "Mother, father once promised me that he would never force me! I don't want to be a marriage tool of the family either!"

"But when your father promised you," Mrs. Mo sighed helplessly, thinking,

When your father promised you, you possessed orchid yin veins. The future of a woman with three yin veins is limitless, so naturally she can't marry off like this hastily, but now you are gone,

, "The family has always been very kind to me, since I was a child, it was only because of the three yin veins!" Mo Qingwu trembled her mouth, the net veins were destroyed, and the family gave up! If you don't care about it, it's like raising a puppy. However, mother, even if you raise a puppy, sometimes you need to pet and get close to it: But your daughter, after the three yin veins are gone, no one cares about it? "

"Now, I want to use the body and happiness of this useless daughter, who has been crippled, to exchange for an ally." Mo Qingwu hissed, "Mother, am I your daughter?

Am I the flesh and blood of the Mo family? Why is our Mo family so indifferent? "

, "I knew that my fate would not be too happy, but even if it is another family, when choosing a husband's family for their daughter and making a marriage arrangement for their daughter, they should consult their opinions.

Why did you come to tell me directly when you came to me? "

When Mrs. Mo came forward, it meant that the matter was a foregone conclusion. Mrs. Mo will do the final persuasion. Although Mo Qingwu is young, she knows this clearly.

"But this matter, the Great Elder has already made the decision." Mrs. Mo looked at her daughter weakly: "Your father is also helpless."

, "Father is probably eager to agree to this matter?" Mo Qingwu said sadly, even a little mockingly.

Mrs. Mo was speechless for a while, and suddenly said in a trembling voice, "I can't do anything about Yi Bu Wu... We are a family, a family..."

, "I can't agree to this matter. If you want me to agree, unless I ask someone." Mo Qingwu wanted to say: Unless I die! But when she said this, she suddenly remembered a person, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her eyes, which was actually full of hope: "As long as he agrees, or if he doesn't care about me, I will agree!"

Mrs. Mo sensitively felt the light and happiness in her daughter's eyes at that moment, as if it was her last support and hope, full of persistence: her heart tightened involuntarily, and she asked, "Who?!" .