The fight against the sky begins with Han Feng

"But what?"

A woman in green clothes walked in. She glanced at Patriarch Mu dissatisfiedly and said slowly: "Whoever you like is Qingluan's own business. How can you force Qingluan to marry someone you don't like?"

"As long as Qingluan likes it, all our parents can do is check it."

After the words fell, Mu Qingluan raised his head in surprise, let out a sweet cry, and threw himself into the woman's arms.

"Mom, Qingluan misses you so much!"

I don’t know why, but people from the Qingluan tribe like to wear blue clothes, at least this is the case for Mu Qingluan’s family.

"Hey, little Qingluan, you are so big, and you throw yourself into your mother's arms. Are you ashamed?" The woman in green held Mu Qingluan in her arms, patted Mu Qingluan on the back with a smile, and then , she focused her eyes on Han Feng and said with a smile: "Is this the person Qingluan likes? He is really a handsome young man."

"By the way, if you don't mind, just call me aunt."

"Auntie." Hearing this, Han Feng also spoke respectfully.

"Haha, okay, good boy, don't pay attention to what Uncle Qi said." As she said that, Mu Qingluan's mother glanced at Patriarch Mu fiercely.

Her current mood is a bit subtle. How can I describe it? The mother-in-law is becoming more and more pleased with her son-in-law.

"Shu'er, Qingluan is still young, so I'm really worried about marrying off like this." Patriarch Mu hurriedly walked to the side of the woman in green and whispered: "If Qingluan is deceived..."

"What are you talking about?" The woman called Shu Er patted Patriarch Mu's hand, then looked at Han Feng apologetically, and said softly: "Please don't be offended. Your uncle just likes to think nonsense. If Qingluan really I like you, how can we parents stop you?"

"What's more, you are still a disciple of Lord Yao, so you don't have to worry about your character. As long as you treat Qingluan well, that's enough."

"Humph, since Shu'er has said so, I will reluctantly agree. Remember, if you make Qingluan suffer any injustice, even if you are a disciple of Lord Yao, I will teach you a lesson. !" Patriarch Mu also snorted coldly. Although Master Yao's disciples seemed to be excellent, he still felt uncomfortable knowing that this person was about to take away the little cabbage he had raised.

Here, Yao Lao also introduced Han Feng with a smile. He was his disciple and also his pride.

"Clan Chief Mu, this disciple of mine is considered an outstanding disciple. He is currently an Eight-Star Dou Huang and a sixth-grade alchemist. When he comes this time, I, the teacher, will give him a betrothal gift so that we can set a specific date for the engagement as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Yao Lao gently touched Najie with his fingers, a light flashed, and nearly a hundred jade bottles were placed neatly on the ground.

"There are five eighth-grade elixirs here, twenty-five seventh-grade elixirs, including eleven transformation pills. In addition, there are a certain number of sixth-grade elixirs. Haha, these six-grade elixirs are all Feng'er refined it with his own hands, and he is very sincere towards Qingluan."

"what?"

Hearing this, even though Patriarch Mu had seen many big scenes, he was still knocked unconscious by these pills. Eleven Transformation Pills? He looked at the jade bottles on the ground, his eyes full of longing.

He wants these pills, but it feels like selling his daughter.

After pondering for a long time, Patriarch Mu looked up at Han Feng and sighed: "Han Feng, right? To be honest, I have no reason to be dissatisfied with your son-in-law. Don't take the complaints I made before seriously."

"To be honest, my Qingluan clan cannot afford such a heavy betrothal gift. If I really accept your betrothal gift like this, Qingluan will not be able to hold his head high with you."

After saying that, Chief Mu and Shu'er looked at each other and said in a deep voice: "My Qingluan clan does have some say in the world of Warcraft. If you encounter trouble in the future, my Qingluan clan will help you."

"Of course, this is just my promise. You can't get any substantial benefits for the time being. I'm embarrassed to be here with nothing. Let's do this. I will temporarily open the Holy Tower of the Qingluan Tribe. What benefits can I get from it? It depends on your luck."

On the side, Mu Qingluan's mother also added gently: "The Holy Tower was created by a fighting saint ancestor of the Qingluan Tribe. It has been passed down to this day. All the strong men of our Qingluan Tribe are buried in the Holy Tower."

"That's right, those powerful men left their entire inheritance in the Holy Tower, waiting for the younger generation who is destined to inherit it." Patriarch Mu took out a cyan feather from the ring, handed it to Han Feng, and said: " This is the clan leader’s token. Our Qingluan clan has a rule that outsiders are generally not allowed to enter the Holy Tower to accept the inheritance unless they present the clan leader’s token.”

"Then you follow Qingluan into the Holy Tower. I wish you good luck. Everything you get from the Holy Tower belongs to the two of you. I will never interfere."

After the words fell, Mu Qingluan also opened his mouth in surprise, then walked forward quickly and asked with some worry: "Dad, don't you need to discuss the matter of opening the holy tower with the elders of the clan?"

"Discuss?" Chief Mu snorted coldly and said, "I am the chief of the Qingluan tribe. Who dares to say no to what I believe?"

"I'm going to marry off my little princess. What's wrong with taking something from the Holy Tower as a dowry?"

"Listen to your father." Shu'er couldn't help but said: "The matter about the Holy Tower has been settled for now. Next, your father and I will go to choose a dowry for you."

"No matter what, you are the little princess of my Qingluan tribe, and you must marry in a glorious way."

As she said that, she set her sights on Han Feng and said softly: "I'll just call you Feng'er. Feng'er. Auntie treats you as one of her own. Treat Qingluan well. No matter what happens, Qingluan The Luan Clan will support you two."

"Yes, boy Han Feng, please don't let Qingluan suffer any injustice outside. We, the Qingluan clan, are not soft persimmons. If someone bullies you and Qingluan, come back and find your uncle. Uncle will make the decision for you." Patriarch Mu waved his hand, looked at Han Feng, and said seriously.

"Thank you, uncle and aunt." Han Feng bowed and said respectfully: "Han Feng will never let Qingluan down in this life."

"Okay, you two go down, your teacher and I will discuss the wedding date." Chief Mu waved his hand, motioning for Han Feng and Mu Qingluan to go out first.

When she heard the words "young couple", Mu Qingluan's pretty face turned red, she hid in her mother's arms, and said softly: "Mother..."

"Little Qingluan, you are already getting married, and you are still hiding in your mother's arms. How shameful."

Seeing this, Chief Mu also teased him unceremoniously, and then said seriously: "Qingluan, take Han Feng to the family's medicinal material storage warehouse. Our Qingluan tribe's collection is still very rich. As an alchemist, he Pharmacists should be interested in these medicinal materials."

"Boy Han Feng, just pick out a few things you like. Later, you and Qingluan will go to the Gongfa Pavilion and Douji Hall. What you choose will be regarded as the betrothal gift I prepared for Qingluan."