Villain: Cut off by the protagonist's mother at the beginning

"Uncle, are you sure that to marry Ruoxi, you need to reach the peak of internal strength?"

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and Jun Mo looked at An Yifeng with a strange face.

Jun Mo could see that An Yifeng was deliberately making things difficult for him.

It can be said that there are very few martial artists with peak cultivation of internal strength, and almost every one of them is a middle-aged person above the age of forty.

Like An Ruoxi's younger brother An Ruoshui, at the age of twenty-eight, he became a peak martial artist of internal strength, which is already a genius that has been rare in the ancient martial arts world for a hundred years.

According to common sense, it is almost impossible to become a peak martial artist at his age.

Obviously.

An Yifeng is deliberately making things difficult for him.

But so what?

Jun Mo didn't care at all.

He is not an ordinary person, so naturally he cannot be deduced by common sense.

Now he is not only a martial artist, but also an intermediate martial artist, one level higher than An Yifeng's cultivation.

"That's right, I settled down to build a family with martial arts, and if I want to marry a woman from my family, she naturally needs to have good skills. "

"As long as you have the peak cultivation of internal strength, even if you want to get married tomorrow, the old man will not stop you. "

Fingertips tapped the dining table slightly, An Yifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Jun Mo indifferently.

Presumably, after Jun Mo heard his harsh conditions, he should have taken the initiative to give up being with his daughter.

Although he didn't know Jun Mo's specific age, he looked like he was in his early twenties.

A hairy boy in his early twenties, even if he has good martial arts talent, it is very good to become a junior martial artist with internal strength at this time.

His son An Ruoshui is known as a once-in-a-century genius, and he only became a peak martial artist at the age of nearly thirty.

An Yifeng didn't believe that Jun Mo was better than his son's martial arts talent.

As long as he is not a peak martial artist with internal strength, then the possibility of Jun Mo being with his daughter is zero.

No matter how much An Ruoxi resented him, he would not agree to An Ruoxi being with Jun Mo.

Everything he did was for An Ruoxi's good.

Although Jun Mo looks dusty, talks extraordinary, and behaves perfectly in front of him, but there are many prodigal sons of wealthy families, who knows if this is Jun Mo's disguise?

As the head of the An family, he naturally knows how good the son of a wealthy family is, not to mention how much he spends playing, and there is no one in ten who is excellent.

If Jun Mo has the same character as the sons of other wealthy families, then marrying An Ruoxi to Jun Mo is undoubtedly pushing An Ruoxi into the fire pit.

Since An Ruoxi became an adult, I don't know how many wealthy families have come to ask for marriage, but they have all been rejected by An Yifeng.

No, no, no.

Although the sons of those wealthy families who came to ask for marriage were respectful, humble and polite in front of him, but for such a major event as marrying a daughter, An Yifeng naturally had to choose a good son-in-law in the future.

It's a pity that An Yifeng just sent someone to investigate a little, and the black material of these wealthy families was easily investigated.

There are not a few people who bully men and women, bully the soft and fear the hard, and play with women, and even kill people and set fires, doing many evils.

With people like this, how could An Yifeng let them marry An Ruoxi?

An Yifeng is not familiar with Jun Mo, but he must be no different from those children of wealthy families who came to ask for marriage in the past.

"Boy, your Demon Capital Jun family is indeed very rich, and the 60 billion bride price is not difficult for your Jun family at all, but I don't believe that you can reach the peak of your internal strength at a young age."

"Although I don't know how you won my daughter's heart, if you want to be my son-in-law, you should wait for the next life. "

Looking at Jun Mo indifferently, An Yifeng thought with a sneer in his heart.

"Father, did you deliberately not let me get married?"

"At Jun Mo's age, how could he have a martial arts cultivation at the peak of his internal strength?"

An Ruoxi looked at An Yifeng anxiously, and even her eyes turned red with anxiety.

Before An Yifeng opened his mouth, he asked for a bride price of 60 billion, which was already a very harsh condition.

Throughout the history of the world, who has to spend so much money to marry a wife. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

That's 60 billion, not 600 yuan.

Although their An family has a long inheritance and is a martial arts family, the assets of the entire family add up, and they don't know if there are 60 billion.

Just now, she was afraid that Jun Mo would drop the table and leave.

Fortunately, Jun Mo didn't care, and agreed to her father's conditions.

But what she didn't expect was this. []

The conditions of the comfortable wind are actually harsher than the other.

Compared with the bride price of 60 billion, it is almost impossible to cultivate the peak of internal strength.

How old is Jun Mo, a person at this age can have the primary cultivation of internal strength, he is already considered a genius, and the peak cultivation of internal strength is unimaginable.

An Ruoshui on the side sighed, looked at An Ruoxi who was very anxious helplessly, and then turned his head to look at his father....

The mouth opened slightly, An Ruoshui wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't make any sound.

An Ruoshui saw that his father was going to beat the mandarin ducks.

An Yifeng said nothing, no matter how much he persuaded him, An Yifeng would not change his mind.

And if he helps An Ruoxi and Jun Mo say good things, maybe An Yifeng will let him eat a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots.

An Ruoxi has never been beaten since he was a child, but as a younger brother, it is common for him to be beaten.

Not to mention when you are a child, even when you are an adult.

Not long ago, he was a little slacking off in practice, and he was beaten up by An Yifeng, and he almost couldn't get out of bed.

Thinking of the beating a few days ago, An Ruoshui felt that her skin was hot again.

"Sister, don't blame my brother for not helping you, but my brother I can't do anything. "

Shaking her head helplessly, An Ruoshui could only bow her head to eat.

Mrs. An on the side had an anxious look on her face, her hard-working daughter still had a few years to live, and now her hard-working daughter finally liked someone, she naturally supported her daughter to be with Jun Mo.

But as An Yifeng's wife, Mrs. An naturally knows what kind of character An Yifeng is, An Yifeng is a word at home, and no one is allowed to question his words.

Although Mrs. An wanted to help her daughter speak, she also knew that her words were useless, and she couldn't help An Ruoxi except for being anxious.

"It's okay, I'll marry you. "

"When I am free in 1.0, I will come to settle down and propose marriage. "

Looking at An Ruoxi, who was already anxious and restless sitting beside him, Jun Mo stretched out his hand to hold An Ruoxi's two slightly cold hands, and said comfortingly.

As soon as Jun Mo finished speaking, he noticed a gaze with murderous intent, it was An Ruoxi's father.

At this moment, An Yifeng looked at Jun Mo holding his daughter's hand, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

It was so bold that he actually shook his daughter's hand in front of his old father.

An Yifeng really wanted to slap Jun Mo to death immediately.

"Boy, listening to what you mean, is it possible that you are already a peak martial artist of internal strength now?"

An Yifeng looked at Jun Mo with an iron face, and said in a slightly mocking tone.

He absolutely didn't believe that Jun Mo had the peak cultivation of internal strength.