It's only three years old, what kind of whitewashing system is this?

Outside the door, Mo Ling's face was deathly pale.

She was once a prodigy, becoming a disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect at the age of twelve, with a bright future ahead of her.

But in essence, she is still a young girl who has just come of age.

His cultivation had stalled, leaving him deeply disheartened and disheartened.

Now, her future in-laws have come knocking on her door, demanding that she call off the engagement.

For a young girl in the prime of her life, this is extremely damaging to her dignity.

"elder sister."

A small hand grasped Mo Ling's. She looked down and saw clear, bright black eyes: "Yun'er, what's wrong?"

Su Yun, savoring the sweet treat, asked, "Does sister really want to get married?"

Mo Ling hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "Of course I want to."

Su Yun blinked: "Third sister, tell me the truth."

"Do you want to get married, or do you want to marry that Radiant Saint?"

Mo Ling suddenly fell silent.

Su Yun understood her thoughts, kicked open the door to the front hall, and shouted, "Mother!"

When the people in the front hall turned their heads and saw that it was a child, they immediately showed disdainful smiles.

"The Su family can't even manage a child."

"He's a Marquis of the Great Qian Dynasty, I really can't believe it."

"The Holy Son was right to break off the engagement. They are from a humble family and are not worthy of our Holy Land."

Xi Yaoyue asked in surprise, "Yun'er, what brings you here?"

"Go back now, this is not a place for you."

The child is only three years old; how could he understand the complexities of interests involved in discussing marriage?

But Su Yun stood still: "Mother, since the Holy Land of Flowing Light wants to annul the engagement, then let it be annuled."

Mo Ling stood outside the door, looking anxious.

Going in is not an option, and not going in is also not an option.

Chu Lingxiao laughed out loud: "Heh, this little baby is quite sensible."

Xi Yaoyue looked at the child: "What do you know!"

She was extremely unwilling to back down.

Xi Yaoyue always thought that the Flowing Light Holy Land was a large and powerful place.

Mo Ling shielded the Holy Son from the cold poison, and the other party was willing to repay the favor, which can be considered as having both affection and righteousness, making it a good ending for him.

Although it was hard to part with her, my daughter still had to get married eventually.

Su Yun said in a childish voice, "Mother, my sister doesn't want to marry that person."

Xi Yaoyue wanted to twist his ear: "How did you know?"

She had previously asked Mo Ling specifically if her daughter's aspirations and hopes were genuine.

For the sake of her family's happiness, Xi Yaoyue must keep the engagement going.

"Get down. The adults are talking here, don't interrupt." She patted Su Yun on the back, trying to get him to leave.

Su Yun stubbornly refused to leave, hugging the table and shouting, "I'm not leaving!"

"Third sister, please say something!"

Xi Yaoyue was startled and subconsciously turned around.

Mo Ling's expression was extremely conflicted. She slowly and dragged her heavy steps into the front hall.

Seeing the disdainful look in the eyes of the Holy Land of Radiant Light made me feel even worse.

Su Yun let go of the table leg, ran up and hugged her sister's leg: "Third sister, you tell me yourself."

"Do you really want to marry that man or not!"

Chu Lingxiao retorted, "What do you mean by 'that man'?"

Su Yun stuck out her tongue slightly: "Do you want to marry that stinky man?"

"You—" Chu Lingxiao slammed his fist on the table in anger.

But when he saw that the other person was only up to his knees, he angrily sat down.

We can't really bully a three-year-old.

Xi Yaoyue sensed something amiss, and her chaotic mind instantly calmed down.

She held Mo Ling's hand: "Ling'er, do you have other ideas?"

“Tell your mother.”

Mo Ling opened her mouth, but a thousand words stuck in her throat.

"Third Sister!" Su Yun hugged her leg. "With me here, you can say whatever you want."

Seeing the precocious child's words, Mo Ling felt a warm feeling.

She chuckled, then suddenly found her courage and shouted, "Mother, I absolutely do not want to marry any of those Radiant Saints!"

"Please help me annul this engagement!"

Xi Yaoyue's pupils contracted slightly, and she took a deep breath: "Daughter, are you sure?"

She needed to confirm whether it was her true thought or a spur-of-the-moment decision made after being humiliated.

Mo Ling blushed slightly: "Mother, I have fantasized about getting married, but I haven't thought about a specific person."

"That Holy Son of Flowing Light is only at the fifth realm, and has only achieved a minor success in comprehending the Great Dao."

"I am an inner disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect, personally taught by Daoist Qingheng!"

"I wouldn't even consider him!"

Xi Yaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and a deep sense of lingering fear welled up inside her.

She was wrong, terribly wrong.

They almost compounded their mistake and caused a major disaster!

Which girl doesn't dream of love? At this age, both men and women fantasize about romance.

Young girls, in particular, dream of wearing a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, holding hands with their ideal husband, and living a life of sweet intimacy.

This fantasy, however, doesn't necessarily require real people.

Mo Ling only longed for the idea of ​​getting married, not for the Holy Son of Flowing Light himself!

Xi Yaoyue experienced a sudden ringing in her ears and felt dizzy.

She almost misunderstood her daughter's meaning and forced her to marry someone she didn't like.

Xi Yaoyue lowered her head and looked at Su Yun with a complicated expression: "Yun'er... is very good."

This three-year-old child doesn't understand emotions, but he can keenly sense that something is wrong.

Xi Yaoyue felt grateful, but mostly sweet.

My child is so wonderful!

Upon hearing this, Chu Lingxiao, the Holy Son of Flowing Light, was extremely dissatisfied: "Only the fifth realm? Heh, a mere third-realm low-level cultivator dares to spout such nonsense."

"Hmph!" Mo Ling had already said it, so she no longer gave him any face.

She's shed her previous restraint and anxiety; the fiery, cheerful, and energetic girl is back.

Mo Ling scoffed, "That's pointless. Are you handsome enough?"

Chu Lingxiao was taken aback, and subconsciously touched his face: "Am I not handsome?"

As a holy son, he regularly takes various elixirs, so his physical appearance is indeed quite good.

but now……

Mo Ling picked up Su Yun and gave him a quick kiss on his sweet little face: "Are you as handsome as my little brother?"

"Marriage is all about the man and woman being good-looking. With your pathetic appearance, you're not even worth a penny of my little brother!"

Chu Lingxiao was furious: "Bullshit!"

He turned around and demanded, "Granny Silver Crane, Taoist Jinhe, am I not more handsome than that boy?"

The group from the Holy Land of Radiant Light looked at each other, glancing left and right.

High-level cultivators react quickly and can unleash hundreds or thousands of strikes in an instant.

But then, he remained silent for a full three breaths before speaking hesitantly, "The Holy Son is more handsome."

"Pfft!" Mo Ling burst out laughing.

There was no one else on the field, so who was Chu Lingxiao trying to fool with his self-deception?

"You—" Chu Lingxiao's anger flared up. "Fine, we'll break off the engagement. No one will marry you in the future!"

Mo Ling stuck out her tongue like Su Yun: "I'd even marry your little brother, he's at least more handsome than you!"

Su Yun stuck out her tongue: "Remember, it's the Su family that's announcing your engagement!"

Chu Lingxiao glared angrily at Su Yun, wanting to curse but unable to find the right words.

Bullying a three-year-old child will make you a laughingstock wherever you go.

call out--

Sudden changes occur.

A streak of light flashed across the sky and crashed straight into the front hall.