Forced marriage?

Ji Yang slapped his chest with his hand and his eyes widened.

Don’t bloody things like forced marriage happen in movies, TV series and novels? Why does this kind of thing really happen?

Peng Cixuan also said that the other party was his fiancée, and when he said that he was forced to marry, although the expression on Peng Cixuan's face was not natural, there was still a little sweetness.

Who can tell Ji Yang what the hell is going on?

"Wow, you're forced to get married. Tell me what's going on?"

Zhu Jiumei looked at Peng Caixuan with an expression as if she was watching the excitement and was not afraid of things, and she shouted excitedly.

"Bang!"

Zhu Jiumei shouted loudly, and the door of Ji Yang's bedroom was pushed open with great force, and then Mu Hong and the three girls were seen running out.

"Who, who, who forced the marriage?"

"Ji Yang, were you forced to get married? Where did you go?"

"Is it really you?"

Mu Hong's three daughters ran out and directly targeted Ji Yang.

Ji Yang's face darkened. Mu Hong and the three women were enough for him. How could he have the chance to go wild?

Everyone said that Dou E was wronged, but Ji Yang felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

"Do you think I look like the kind of person who goes around wandering around and messing around with women?"

"picture!"

Ji Yang's words were answered in unison by everyone.

This reply made Ji Yang's expression freeze instantly.

"Your sister is like a fart. It's all your fault. Please tell me what's going on."

Forget about Mu Hong's third daughter and Zhu Jiumei, Peng Caixuan also joined in the fun and talked about their resemblance.

Ji Yang punched Peng Caixuan in frustration and said angrily.

"It turns out you were forced to get married. Please tell me what happened."

Huang Xiaoxin looked at Peng Caixuan like a curious baby, her gossipy feelings fully expressed.

"Yeah, come on, Zixuan, go get a stool, Mu Hong, go get some fruits and melon seeds, Xiaoxin, stop staring, prepare some water for him, and let's start listening to the story."

Come on, Zhu Jiumei really wants to be treated like a melon-eater.

She bought melon seeds and fruits on the bench and prepared water for Peng Caixuan. She was a melon-eating person who was well behaved.

More importantly, Li Zixuan and the three girls actually did it, and even Ji Yang took the initiative to help.

Peng Caixuan now really wants to cry without tears, and he even wants to die.

With his current state, Ji Yang and the others just want to rub salt into the wound even if they don't pity him. Is it really okay for them to do this?

Finally, with everyone watching, Peng Caixuan sighed and told the story.

"This matter has to start from ten years ago."

"Ten years, how old were you ten years ago, you..."

"Shut up, listen to the story, and stuff your mouth with bananas."

Zhu Jiumei didn't expect that Peng Caixuan's story would be directly related to ten years ago, so she couldn't help but speak.

As soon as Zhu Jiumei opened her mouth, a banana was stuffed into her mouth. This banana was stuffed by Ji Yang.

If you want to be a melon-eater, you should act like a melon-eater and just listen to the story.

Zhu Jiumei rolled her eyes at Ji Yang, narrowed her eyes slightly, and actually swallowed the banana in her mouth.

Coupled with Zhu Jiumei's face that is easily provoking crime, and this action that is easily arousing impulsiveness, Ji Yang's breath tightened.

"Nima, you monster, you are indeed a monster. This is the temptation of Chi Guoguo."

Ji Yang did not dare to look at Zhu Jiumei anymore, and quickly turned to look at Peng Caixuan, waiting for Peng Caixuan to continue talking about him.

Seeing Ji Yang turn his head, Zhu Jiumei smiled proudly, her expression was very proud.

Everyone quietly became a crowd, and the story of Peng Caixuan ten years ago officially began.

There may not be even one ancient warrior in ten thousand people in China.

But even so, there are countless ancient martial arts sects in China. Who makes China have more people?

These ancient martial arts sects may be large or small, strong or weak, and there is also a huge gap in the number of people within the sect.

The large ancient martial arts sects can have hundreds or thousands of people, while the small ancient martial arts sects only have a few people.

What's more, the sect claims to be a single lineage, and there is only one person in the entire sect.

Most of the members of the Xuan Group come from these large or small ancient martial arts sects. Even Peng Caixuan's grandfather Peng Tianlong came from a first-class ancient martial arts sect called Wind Fire Valley.

According to the sect rules of the Wind and Fire Valley, disciples who have experienced outside, no matter how successful they are outside or their status is outstanding outside, need to return to the valley once every five years.

Ten years ago, it was also the time when Peng Tianlong returned to the valley every five years.

This time he went back not alone, but with Peng Caixuan, who had just turned eight at the time.

Outside Fenghuo Valley, what you see every day are buildings made of reinforced concrete, cars with tin casings, and all you smell is smog exhaust.

It's different in Fenghuo Valley. Fenghuo Valley is located in a hidden primeval forest.

The buildings in Fenghuo Valley are all ancient Chinese types, with simple and majestic shapes. They are surrounded by strange forests and rocks, with the chirping of birds, beasts and insects, and the fresh air.

When Peng Tianlong returned to the valley, he naturally wanted to visit the valley owner, elders and others.

When he was in the Wind and Fire Valley, Peng Tianlong was also one of the elders in the valley. He only came to the Xuan Group because of the invitation from the top management of China.

Peng Tianlong and Yan Lie, the Valley Master of Wind and Fire Valley, have been practicing together since childhood. They are so close that they can almost wear a pair of pants.

When Peng Tianlong and Yan Lie met, Yan Lie was accompanied by a cute girl who was similar in age to Peng Caixuan. The little girl's name was Yan Jiao, and she was Yan Lie's granddaughter.

"Old man Yan, I brought my grandson here, how about it, isn't it good?"

"Old man Peng, your grandson is not bad, but my granddaughter is not bad either. She is more than worthy of your grandson."

"Old guy, listening to what you said, you are not satisfied with my Cai Xuan, right? If so, I will take Cai Xuan away right now."

"Are you a scumbag? Back then, you said that if our grandchildren were of the opposite sex, we would get married. Now that we are in my land, this grandson-in-law is mine."

"Jiao'er, call me husband. He will be your future husband. He will get married when you reach adulthood."

Yan Lie jumped forward and picked up Peng Caixuan.

Yanlie was very tall and strong, and Peng Caixuan, who was eight years old at that time, was like a little chicken when he carried him in front of Yanjiao.

It turns out that Peng Tianlong brought Peng Caixuan to Fenghuo Valley, not to take him for a visit, but to arrange a marriage with him.

I don’t know if Yanjiao at that time understood what husband and husband meant, and she didn’t know how important marriage was.

Anyway, Yan Lie asked her to scream, so she screamed.

Peng Caixuan also half-threatened and half-induced by Yanlie and Peng Tianlong, called Yanjiao's wife.

In this way, eight-year-old Peng Caixuan, in a confused and confused situation, got a fiancée inexplicably.

According to Peng Tianlong and Yan Lie's decision, they planned to hold a wedding for Peng Caixuan and Yan Jiao when they turned eighteen.

This year, Peng Caixuan and Yan Jiao are eighteen years old.

Just yesterday, Peng Tianlong called Peng Caixuan.

It was said that it was time to return to Windfire Valley once every five years, and this time he would take Peng Caixuan back with him.

Take Peng Caixuan back to Fenghuo Valley to get married!
Chapter completed!