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Chapter 184 The Dust of History?

Chapter 184 The dust of history?

Jian Mengyan was awakened by this voice.

Looking closely, the girl lying on the rocking chair was half-sitting up at this time, holding a piece of watermelon in her hand, and spitting seeds into the vegetable field next to her while eating. It was obvious that the thing she smashed her just now was the watermelon seeds she spit out.

A hint of disgust appeared in Jian Mengyan's heart.

Really uneducated!

"Miss Mu, you can't eat too much watermelon. This coolness is not good for your health."

Jian Mengyan saw the girl who was squatting on the ground just now, stood up, walked to the girl, picked up the watermelon plate and put it farther away, and then placed the plate with apples next to the girl.

Only then did Xu Xiangrong remember to introduce the two.

Jian Mengyan asked sweetly with a smile on her face: "Auntie, which daughter of my sister-in-law is? Why have I never seen her before?"

When Xu Xiangrong heard this, her passion faded a little, "Your sister-in-law's surname is Mu, so she is naturally the daughter of the Mu family."

"Really, is it the Mu family of Dixuan Peak?"

Jian Mengyan was very surprised and looked at Mu Nanqiao again for a long time.

This bamboo house is at the foot of Dixuan Peak. Is Xu Xiangrong and the Mu family related?

Xu Xiangrong squatted down again, washed the medicinal herbs, and her face had calmed down.

"Your sister-in-law is from Huazhou."

Jian Mengyan felt relieved, then she had a hint of confusion on her face: "Huazhou? Is there a branch of the Mu family who moved to Huazhou?"

Xu Xiangrong's face was no longer lingering at this time, "No, it's not the same as Di Xuanfeng Mu's family."

"So, sorry sister-in-law, when you talk about the Mu family, I think of the Mu family of the ancient martial arts clan in Dongzhou. Their family has a lot of connection with our Jian family's ancestors."

Although Jian Mengyan's words were apologized, she had a sense of arrogance, as if the people in the Jian family were in contact with each other were different.

At this time, Mu Nanqiao suddenly chuckled and said, "The Mu family you mentioned is just a branch of my family."

Jian Mengyan's smile froze, and a hint of anger appeared in her heart, but she smiled: "What branch? The Mu family in Dongzhou is a direct lineage. Why haven't I heard of Huazhou and a direct lineage?"

Mu Nanqiao smiled a little, and Ye Ling's familiar teasing was in his eyes.

"The Mu family in Xuanfeng, Dongzhou, was from Huazhou, and later moved to Dongzhou. It was not considered an ancient martial arts family born and raised in Dongzhou. Because this land in Dongzhou used to be a barbaric wasteland, the first people who lived here were all criminals exiled from Huazhou continent."

The superiority on Jian Mengyan's face was completely gone, and anger appeared in her heart. She barely supported her smile and asked, "Is that so? Where did my sister-in-law hear the rumors?"

Mu Nanqiao reached out and picked up an apple, took a bite, and returned leisurely:

"The third book on the left of Huazhou International Library, the historical area, the fourth row, the third book on the left, "History of the Changes of the Ancient Martial Star Continent", numbered h040312. This book is very famous in the archaeological world and is an archaeological textbook in the industry. If you are interested, you can borrow the electronic version from Star Network."

Jian Mengyan's face turned red by these words, and she didn't even notice that the watermelon juice fell on her clothes.

Xu Xiangrong next to her was already extremely happy.

Before, she was worried that her daughter-in-law would be bullied by the Jian family, but now, she can rest assured.

Mu Nanqiao continued to chew on the apple in his hand, with an angry smile on his face as if saying:

Girls should read more if they have nothing to do.

Jian Mengyan only felt her chest hold her breath, blocking her from the ground, leaving her nowhere to vent.

She is young after all, and she is about to change her face.

Xu Xiangrong gave a step forward, changed the topic, and turned the matter over.

***

"It's time for a needle to be a girl."

After Xu Xiangrong finished processing the medicinal herbs, she asked Mu Nanqiao to go back to the house to get an acupuncture.

Jian Mengyan seemed to have discovered something secret, and her eyes rolled and said, "Auntie, please help me take my pulse too. My menstrual period has not been accurate recently."

Although Xu Xiangrong didn't like the Jian family, she couldn't refuse because of her identity, so she asked her to follow her into the house.

"Okay, come here too."

Xu Xiangrong asked Mu Nanqiao to lie on the bed and took off her coat, which was a black half-sleeved inside.

The exposed arms are just right for needles.

She asked Ye Ling to stand by and watch, and communicated with her from time to time.

She likes Ye Ling very much and thinks that this girl is talented and is planning to get her into Xinglin Sect.

I said a few more words without realizing it.

When Jian Mengyan heard it, she felt that Xu Xiangrong was turning her elbow out.

I wrote a note to her in my heart and planned to complain to her family when she went back.

"Auntie, what's wrong with my sister-in-law's health? Why do you need so many needles?" Jian Mengyan walked to the bed and looked at Mu Nanqiao with a caring look on her face.

Xu Xiangrong blocked her bell without any trace and replied quietly: "Your sister-in-law has suffered some cold recently."

"French is not just a dose of medicine? Why do you still need to use an acupuncture?"

"There are many kinds of colds. Don't get too close, as this cold is also contagious."

When Jian Mengyan heard this, she took a few steps back with great honesty.

He thought Mu Nanqiao as a frail medicine jar in his heart, and looked down on him very much.

When Xu Xiangrong went out to boil medicine, she suddenly stood up and asked Mu Nanqiao: "Sister-in-law, do you know what my elder brother is?"

Seeing that she stopped pretending, Mu Nanqiao adjusted her lying position with Ye Ling's support and asked with interest: "What is the identity?"

Jian Mengyan raised her chin slightly, her eyelids drooped slightly, with a hint of contempt.

"He is now the young master of the Jian family. Our Jian family is an ancient martial arts clan on the Dongzhou Continent and has a very good relationship with the hidden tribe of Jiufeng Mountain. My sister-in-law is proficient in history and should know that the Dongzhou Continent is also known as the birthplace of ancient martial arts, and Jiufeng Mountain is a symbol of the strength of the ancient martial arts world."

Mu Nanqiao nodded in a funny way, "So what?"

"So the young master's wife of our Jian family must come from the hidden clan of Jiufeng Mountain."

When Jian Mengyan said this, she looked at Mu Nanqiao who was getting up again without any concealment.

In her eyes, there was disdain and ridicule for her.

Mu Nanqiao still had a smile on his face, and was not angry with her words, and continued to ask lightly: "But your elder brother has married me, and I'm afraid he can't marry anyone else."

Jian Mengyan sneered.

"You must be self-aware and don't think of sparrows turning into phoenixes. Also, the Mu family is considered to be the direct line by the ancient martial arts world. We have never heard of the Mu family in Huazhou. Even if there is, it is just a dust of history for us..."

As he said that, Jian Mengyan covered her mouth with one hand and sneered.

There is arrogance in his voice, and his eyes are truly proud.

Mu Nanqiao's face on the bed was still full of fun, without any sign of getting angry.

I adjusted my comfortable position and looked at her.

Ye Ling, who was still in the room, was not as good-tempered as Mu Nanqiao, and her face was very heavy. After Jian Mengyan finished her last sentence, the realm of King Wu suddenly appeared on her body and pressed towards her without hesitation.

At the same time, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, stood up slowly, and said with a very light expression:

"Sorry, Miss Jian, my Miss Mu is not dust..."
Chapter completed!
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