Chapter 198 Huashan Heroine (33) Avant-garde
"It's better to accept more apprentices, or adopt some children." Mo Hongying thought carefully and looked at Yue Buqun before saying.
"Accepting a disciple?" Yue Buqun's face turned ugly, "Look at those evil disciples Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi, don't ask me to accept a disciple, that's too bad!"
"You don't plan to accept any more disciples." Mo Hongying looked at him in surprise and said, "There are only a dozen or so disciples in Huashan now? Not for now but for the future! Their qualifications are mediocre."
This is an objective fact and cannot be avoided. Mo Hongying looked at him with raised eyebrows and said, "Is it possible that you are so old that you still have to kill people with a knife yourself?"
"You still have to close it, otherwise the fault will break and you will fall behind every step." Yue Buqun said without thinking after hearing this.
"From now on, it will just be a simple master-disciple relationship. Don't think too much about emotions." Yue Buqun looked at her respectfully and said, "Master, let me in. Cultivation is personal."
"You don't even care about others, won't your conscience hurt if you say this now?" Mo Hongying glanced at him and said casually.
Yue Buqun stroked his forehead guiltily, "So I got retribution for getting my precious daughter involved. I almost killed you mother and daughter."
"Then if you don't want Shan'er to accept a disciple, what do you want to do?" Mo Hongying looked at him curiously and asked.
"Let Shan'er find a man to have a child. After all, her own child will be different from the adopted one." Yue Buqun looked at her with green eyes and said.
"Remarry?" Mo Hongying looked at him in shock and said, although Jianghu's daughter is informal, Yue Lingshan is a very traditional woman.
"If Shan'er wants to remarry, then remarry. If she doesn't want to, then she can have a son through her womb, leaving the father behind and keeping the son." Yue Buqun looked at her with a penetrating gaze and said.
"Ahem..." Mo Hongying was so shocked by his shocking words that she coughed.
This guy's ideas are quite avant-garde and trendy.
"Are you that surprised?" Yue Buqun looked at her in confusion and said, "There are not so many men and women in the world to defend themselves against."
"But your daughter was brought up very traditionally by you, and her husband is her first priority." Mo Hongying reminded him kindly, "You think she would agree."
"Alas..." Yue Buqun's hair straightened in anger, "It would be great if she could be as willful as other girls. She's so sensible."
"What should we do?" Yue Buqun frowned so hard that he could kill a mosquito, "We can't force this matter."
"If you dare to force Shan'er, I will kick you down Mount Huashan." Mo Hongying looked at him with sinister eyes and said with murderous intent.
"Don't worry, don't worry, didn't I say you can't force me?" Yue Buqun waved his hands in panic.
"Let's leave this matter alone!" Mo Hongying looked at him with calm eyes and said, "Uncle Lin has finally settled down and stopped making trouble. Please don't cause trouble."
"How can this be called trouble? This is for the future, to prepare for a rainy day." Yue Buqun said confidently.
"Don't rush this. I'll ask Shan'er what she wants when she's older." Mo Hongying looked at him with clear eyes and said.
"How old are you? You are no longer young now. The girls at the foot of the mountain are holding two or three." Yue Buqun said anxiously.
"I was thirty when I gave birth to Shan'er, and now Shan'er is only in her twenties." Mo Hongying looked at him with indifferent eyes and said unhurriedly.
"The situation is different. At that time, we were delayed in order to practice. Now the world is calm, and everyone is practicing hard." Yue Buqun looked at her with dark eyes and said, "Train the younger generations and wait for the next martial arts event. ."
"It's impossible for you to have grandchildren." Mo Hongying said cruelly and bluntly.
"No descendants." Yue Buqun said with a self-deprecating smile, "The higher I climb, the more I feel the sadness of having no successors!" He stood up and said, "I remembered that there is something else in the martial arts hall." He staggered away. , leaving messy footprints on the ground.
"The more you wake up, the more painful it becomes." Mo Hongying's clear eyes looked at the snowflakes covering the footprints.
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The days passed slowly by in a hurry, and when spring came, Mo Hongying opened the rouge and gouache and stared at it blankly.
"What are you thinking about?" The cold mechanical voice of the system rang in her head.
"How should I give him the antidote?" Mo Hongying said with her chin on her hand and looking at the bright red rouge and gouache.
"You don't have to think about it! Just wipe it on his face." The system said simply and rudely.
"You really don't need to explain?" Mo Hongying said angrily.
"Wouldn't it be nice for him to die?" The system suddenly said, "The villain and hypocrite in Swordsman!"
Mo Hongying rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Then I don't care. If you die, you will die. I don't care. Anyway, in the book, you are the one who deserves to die. It seems that I am too!"
"No, no." The system immediately objected, "Your husband cannot die."
Mo Hongying closed her eyes and said in disgust, "Stop it, stop it, don't let me hear the word husband."
"Hypocritical." The system snorted coldly, "Deceiving yourself and others."
"Now think about how to detoxify!" Mo Hongying said, stroking her forehead with her index finger.
"You are quite positive." The system suddenly said.
"You can enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree, do you understand?" Mo Hongying opened her hands and counted a few, "Look at how many masters there are in the world now. With Yue Buqun here, the Huashan Sect will not be bullied by others."
"Didn't you say that the world is temporarily calm?" The system's mechanical sound sounded again.
"How can it be calm? Fighting and killing are indispensable, but as long as he is in control, no one dares to challenge." Mo Hongying said with her bottomless eyes looking at the chirping birds on the branches outside the window.
"By the way, when this world is over, will my skills be taken away?" Mo Hongying suddenly remembered and asked with her eyes wide.
"How do you put this? The body is different. You are not afraid that the true energy in your body will be too strong and you will explode and die!" the system said truthfully.
"Then my training was not in vain." Mo Hongying fell in front of the dressing table with a thud like a deflated rubber ball.
"Hey, hey, can you just listen to what I have to say?" the system said with a smile as she looked at the grumpy girl.
"Say it." Mo Hongying said weakly.
"You can practice again!" the system said with a cold mechanical voice mixed with warmth.
"Yes!" Mo Hongying sat up straight, her shoulders slumped again and said, "Practice? How many years will you practice? One year, two years, three years, or fifty years, until I leave this place There is no trace of true energy in the world." He looked at the ceiling of the straw mat with dull eyes and said, "Your statement is unreliable." He said unhappily, "You fooled me again, I knew you left a big hole!"
"It's unjust! It's really snowing in June." The system shouted unjustly.
"If you don't want me to wrongly accuse you, then give me a standard." Mo Hongying said with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
(End of chapter)
