If you don't marry, are you really going to live with that foreigner and ruin my entire Wu clan?"

"I just think of him as my brother. I don't want to marry him! Mother, when will you listen to your daughter's thoughts? You are always so dictatorial. Have you ever considered your daughter's feelings? You are so domineering. Do you want to be strong?

Aren’t you also ruining your daughter’s lifelong happiness?”

The woman gritted her teeth and said coldly with red eyes: "I don't need to consider your feelings, and you don't need any lifelong happiness. You are a saint. Your mission has never been about the relationship between men and women, but how to protect me.

Enter the tens of millions of people of the Wu clan!

Xiaoqi, you have to carefully consider your identity. It’s strange that you were reincarnated as my daughter. It’s strange that you are a destined saint of the witch clan. You have no right to resist, let alone say no!

In this marriage, you have to marry or not, as my mother has many ways to get you married! In short, the incense of my lineage of saint girls of the Witch Clan cannot be cut off!"

"Mother..." the girl screamed in pain: "Do you have to force me like this! Force me to marry a man who doesn't love me, force me to follow in your footsteps?!

You keep saying that you are not qualified to resist for the sake of the Wu clan, but don’t forget how your father left you back then. There is no love between your father and you. He would rather endure the torture of going up to the mountain of knives and the sea of ​​fire to leave you. Leave

Miao Jiang, he ran away, he ran away with a foreign woman! He doesn’t want you anymore!

Are you going to force me to become the second you now and become an abandoned loner now?"

"You unfilial daughter!" The woman didn't wait for her to finish her words before she slapped her hard. Her eyes were scarlet, and she gasped and trembled: "You bastard, you have grown up and your wings have become stiff.

Now that you start talking to me like this, you dare to reveal the scars of being a mother! Okay, very good."

With a wave of her wide sleeves, the woman turned her back, unable to hold back tears, she dropped her eyelids and said angrily: "Get out, get out! I don't want to see you, get out!"

The girl covered half of her swollen face in grievance, turned around and ran out of the temple while crying.

"Even if you die, don't let me see you again!" Like a fire but nowhere to vent its anger, the woman held the scepter in tears and knocked it hard on the ground again, her shoulders shaking like chaff.
Chapter completed!