The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

"Hiss...ah..."

"My head..."

In the attic of the young patriarch of the Mo family, Mo Yanhua pressed his temples and couldn't open his eyes.

At this moment, he felt that his head was about to split!

"The young master is awake, hurry up, bring water to the young master!" A gentle female voice sounded. This was Mo Yanhua's maid accompanying the bed.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yanhua, wearing pajamas, sat on the bedside, holding her stomach and frowning as she looked at her maid accompanying the bed.

"You said, I asked you to hit my head with a hammer last night?"

"How could I be so stupid?"

"Why don't I have any memory of it?"

The maid who accompanied the bed bowed her head and knelt beside the bed and said softly: "The young master drank too much last night, and the young master said that his physical body was comparable to that of a Yuandan martial artist, and asked Xiaodie to stab you with a sword."

"Xiaodie didn't dare to use the sword, and dragged the young master until after four o'clock before the young master slowly fell asleep."

Mo Yanhua pinched his eyebrows, trying to use the pain to make himself more awake.

"Impossible, I have no memory of it at all. How could I be so stupid as to say that I have a physical body of the early Yuandan period."

Xiaodie was very aggrieved: "The young master drank too much last night, and your personal guard said that you vomited all the way. When you came back, your clothes were all........."

Mo Yanhua's eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot, he really had no memory of it at all.

"I went to an appointment yesterday and had a drink with Wang Que of the Wang family. I remember that after drinking, we went out for a walk... a walk... a walk..."

Mo Yanhua hit his head twice: "Why don't you have any impression at all? Call my guard in!"

Soon, the guard came in and knelt on the ground: "Master, please tell me."

Mo Yanhua used his spiritual power to dispel the discomfort in his body: "When we went out for a walk last night, did Han Xianlan and Wang Que do something to me?"

"To answer your question, I dare not lie to you. At that time, Master Xianlan was three meters away from you, and Master Wang Que was even farther away from you. I We are the closest to you. You are really drunk."

"After you fell drunk, Master Xianlan came to help you. Master Wang Que was still very sober and didn't look drunk at all. He also asked us to take you home to rest. He said that he would treat you to a drink to make amends after you rested well."

Mo Yanhua raised his eyebrows: "Whose am I making amends for? Is it mine? Did they offend me after I got drunk?"

The guard lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Master Wang Que said that he shouldn't have persuaded you to drink so much. He said he was a little embarrassed to have made you drunk."

"He!" Mo Yanhua clenched his fists, and his whole body turned red in an instant!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yanhua said in a deep voice: "Send a message to Han Xianlan. At noon today, I will host a banquet at Chunyang Tower. See you there and don't leave until you are drunk!"

"This time, I will definitely get them drunk!"

The guard shuddered and said in a lower voice: "Master, Master, it is late at night."

Mo Yanhua was stunned and then smiled: "It seems that I have not been drunk for long. I thought it was a night."

The guard knocked his head on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Master, you have been drunk all day, and now it is late at night of the second day."

Mo Yanhua...........

At noon the next day, in the box of Chunyang Tower

"Haha, I drank a little too much the day before yesterday. Brother Wang Que's wine is indeed a little strong. It's not that I can't afford to lose, I admit defeat."

Mo Yanhua clasped his fists directly: "I'm Mo Yanhua, meet Brother Wang!"

Wang Que smiled and stretched out his hand to raise it: "Brother Yanhua, you are too polite. What's the big brother Wang? You should still call me Wang Que."

Mo Yanhua gritted his teeth and said: "Although I don't accept it, I am not someone who can't afford to lose. I lost and I lost! I am willing to accept the loss!"

"Okay then." Wang Que didn't say much and directly agreed.

Soon, after three rounds of wine and five dishes, Wang Que said bluntly: "Brother Yanhua, the purpose of our trip is your family's "Three Turns of the Earth Bridge Sutra."

"As far as I know, if you want to observe this sutra, you need the consent of your family's ancestor. When do you think you can introduce it to us?"

"Today is fine, but my ancestor has a bad temper. Secondly, your Wang family has a grudge against our Mo family. If nothing else, I can only guarantee that you will not die."

"That's fine, then I'll trouble Brother Yanhua, please." Wang Que smiled and raised the wine glass.

In the evening, the group came directly to the Mo family's land.

In the depths of the Mo family mountain, there is an elegantly decorated attic.

"You are the second in the 100th generation of your Wang family?" The ancestor of the Mo family was tall and thin, wearing a gray robe. At this moment, he looked at Wang Que and others coldly.

Wang Que nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Replying to the ancestor, that's right."

The ancestor of the Mo family sneered: "You know that I have a grudge against your Wang family, and you dare to come... Aren't you afraid of death!"Wang Que shook his head and remained calm: "No, if the ancestor kills me, it means going to war with my Wang family. My Wang family is not afraid of any family in the northern region of Zhou Kingdom."

"Hahaha........." The ancestor of the Mo family laughed coldly: "What a person who is not afraid of any family!"

The sneer gradually subsided, and the ancestor of the Mo family said coldly: "This time, you will have a wasted trip. I can't let you observe the secrets of my clan."

"Ancestor, please make a condition, as long as I can do it."

"Condition?" The ancestor of the Mo family stared at Wang Que: "Why do you think I will negotiate with you?"

Wang Que clasped his fists: "If the ancestor really doesn't want to give me a chance, then the ancestor will never let me come."

"Since the ancestor can let us come, it means that the ancestor has left a chance for me."

The ancestor of the Mo family narrowed his eyes: "You are smart, okay, since you are so smart, If you have said that, I will really give you a chance. "

"Please tell me, ancestor."

The ancestor of the Mo family closed his eyes and said lightly: "Yanhua, did our clan members ask for help in the southwest half a month ago? How did that matter go?"

Mo Yanhua said quickly: "Replying to the ancestor, the family sent people, but there has been no movement so far."

The ancestor of the Mo family nodded: "It's more dangerous than good. This time you go with them and bring our clan members back safely."

"Yes, ancestor!"

The ancestor of the Mo family opened his eyes and sneered: "I'll give you a chance. The people sent out to rescue were in the Yuandan realm. I see that you also have two people in the Qiao realm. This matter is not difficult for you."

Wang Que nodded: "Thank you, ancestor. We will definitely complete this matter. I believe that the ancestor will not go back on his word."

"Humph." The ancestor of the Mo family did not say much, but waved his hand to signal that they could leave.

Seeing this, Mo Yanhua led Wang Que and others to leave. The ancestor of the Mo family said in a calm voice: "Yanhua, you stay, I will tell you something."

Mo Yanhua was stunned and then looked at Wang Que: "Brother Wang, you wait for me outside first."

"Okay." Wang Que said nothing more, nodded and led Mo Lingqing out of the attic.

In the attic, the ancestor of the Mo family looked unhappy: "What did you call that kid just now! Brother Wang?"

Mo Yanhua looked embarrassed: "I made a bet with him before, and my grandson lost. I'm sorry, my grandson has brought shame to the family."

The ancestor of the Mo family snorted: "The Wang family is very treacherous! Don't associate with them in the future!"

Mo Yanhua nodded: "What does Grandpa want to tell my grandson?"

The ancestor of the Mo family's face moved slightly, and then spoke in a low voice: "........."