Oolong woman

Chapter 112 If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old 32. Caught
"My father-in-law is an orphan picked up by my father from the foot of the mountain. He has ordinary qualifications. Although he works hard, he is still not as good as other senior brothers." Mo Junlin walked in from outside the hall and stood in front of Yu Feifeng, ignoring his covered body. Oily fumes gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "What's more...he is tired and lazy by nature. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to achieve success in martial arts in this life."

"Lady..." It turned out that the lady who had been forcing him to practice sword understood him!
"Don't interrupt," he glanced at him, but his brows were full of tenderness, "That time he came back from home and down the mountain, he seemed to have changed, as if he had found the most important thing in life. He loves cooking so much that he can even Disregarding my own apprentice's eyes, enjoying myself. At first, I was very unhappy, thinking that Mr. Xianggong put the cart before the horse, and a Wudang master who doesn't like to practice martial arts is just a joke."

Ling Feng looked at his grinning master, his face was not embarrassed by the reprimand, he just smiled and looked at his wife very gently.

Mistress has always been strict.Ling Feng suddenly understood why it was the seemingly gentle but stubborn mistress who taught kung fu even though he was the master of the sect. He also understood that the master always found excuses to run away from home every time his mistress asked him to practice swordsmanship.

He doesn't care about food at home at all, he just doesn't want to practice martial arts.

"He looks very happy," Mo Junlin's nose was sour. Although she couldn't understand why Xianggong avoided martial arts like a snake, she gradually understood one thing, "As long as he is happy, he can do anything." It doesn't matter."

What she cares most is whether there is a smile on his face, even though the childlike smile on that vicissitudes of life looks so weird, she wants him to be happy, not feel bound.

"The most important thing is that my husband doesn't remember when I was a child." Mo Junlin looked at Xiaomi, the smile on her face gradually subsided, "Recently, there was indeed a woman who claimed to be Xianggong's sister, but I stopped her , she didn't see the husband."

"Then... the monster in the back mountain..."

"That may be due to our negligence. Recently, I have been busy teaching my disciples, and Feifeng is also studying cooking, so I really didn't notice." Mo Junlin's tone was very sincere, so Xiaomi chose to believe it.

I seem to be a little tired...

Glancing at Ling Feng, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and he shrank his body. Hearing a few crackling sounds of bones, Xiaomi suddenly shrank by a size.

"You... are you Xiaomi or Xuexue?" Yu Feifeng stared at the little girl with wide eyes in surprise, and rubbed her own eyes in disbelief, but was accidentally knocked on the head by the frying spoon in her hand, With a cry of pain, "Oh!"

"It's Xiaomi..." Even the voice of Xiaomi, who resembled Xuexue, showed a cute and immature smile. The big smile bloomed in the air, like a big sunflower, warming everyone's hearts. "Uncle, the gift..."

He wanted to scratch his head with the hand holding the frying spoon, but was patted by Mo Junlin before he realized it, and hurriedly changed another one, crawling to the back of his head, Yu Feifeng's old face was flushed, "How about I make you a Food, you know, our Wudang faction is quite poor..."

"No need, no need," Xiaomi waved quickly, let go of her little feet and ran towards Ling Feng, throwing herself into his arms: "Ling Feng, why don't we go and find Qi Zong?"

"How to find it?" asked curiously, and who is Qi Zonghe?
"Step on the flying sword to find it..." Xiaomi smiled innocently, looking at Ling Feng whose expression suddenly became extremely ugly, said: "Let's ask him something..."

After saying goodbye to Yu Feifeng and his wife, Xiaomi and Lingfeng went directly to the back mountain.Since the last time Xiaomi accidentally ran into the valley, the gossip disk will show the location of the valley at the boundary of Wudang.Although he was still stepping on the flying sword, this time Xiaomi was more kind and didn't fly very fast. Fortunately, he didn't fly very far, so Ling Feng's reaction was pretty good, at least he didn't scream.

Wrapping Xiaomi's soft and small body in his arms, Ling Feng's heart clenched tightly, and a dull smile appeared on his face.

Although happiness comes too suddenly, at least it is still happiness in essence!She can now rely on herself wholeheartedly instead of others.This kind of cognition made Ling Feng feel a kind of satisfaction in his heart, as if it was enough to be depended on by her like this, even if-love or not.

Ling Feng thought stupidly, as long as he could see her, that would be enough, right?This point coincides with a certain monster.

The valley at the back of Wudang Mountain is surrounded by emerald green fir trees, and greenery can be seen outside the valley.But from the inside of the valley, he went out quickly, but he couldn't see anything strangely.

There seems to be some barrier separating the line of sight, and there seems to be a sky of its own in the valley.I never felt anything before, but now I suddenly felt a little weird. Xiaomi touched the goose bumps on his arms, and his tender little face felt a little chilly.

"What's wrong with Xiaomi?" Ling Feng looked down at her, there was such a high stone wall in front of her, why did she let herself go forward?Isn't she afraid of being squeezed into meatloaf? "Do you still want to go forward?"

"That's right!" He said quite naturally, and suddenly felt that his question was very strange, looked ahead, and said, "What did you see?"

"Shibi..." Staring at the thick stone wall in front of her eyes, did she think he was a pangolin?Or Tu Xingsun?

"It's a trick, close your eyes and walk over!" Xiaomi patted his hand, as if he was relieved to have me.

Ling Feng obediently closed his eyes, summoned up his courage and took a few steps forward, it was as if he was walking on a clearing, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the valley.

"Are the stone walls around here all imaginary?" Looking at the valley that was tightly sealed by the stone walls like an iron barrel, Ling Feng couldn't help asking: "Can I go out anywhere?"

"The side ahead is a cliff, but it's far away, and, without me, you probably wouldn't be able to walk over it!" Xiaomi smiled innocently and cutely, touching Ling Feng's face, the child's skin is so good Jealousy! "The direction we came in just now is the exit and the only entrance. The left and right sides are real stone walls. The owner of the valley is really smart!"

"Thank you for the compliment..." With a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Xiaomi looked at the middle-aged man. He was wearing black at the moment with a smile on his face. His long beard had disappeared, revealing his clean chin.

Accompanied by that shrill voice, Xiaomi secretly slandered, why is she so white and clean like a eunuch?

"Daddy..." Xiaomi yelled coquettishly, her eyebrows looked exactly like her family's Xuexue.

"Stop acting, baby, I know you're not that kid, even though you look alike," the middle-aged man smiled hesitantly, with coldness coming out of him, "It's not easy, but you can see through my hard-earned arrangements." Enchantment."

"Of course I wouldn't be able to tell if it's the real Qi Zonghe's enchantment, but you're not him..." Xiaomi narrowed his eyes and jumped out of Ling Feng's arms, rubbing his eyes so cutely that one would want to pick them up and take a bite, stretching out his hand Pulling someone's trousers, he said with a cute face but extremely serious: "And Uncle Qi, he has never worn such ugly clothes."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his hand as if disgusted, rubbed his body vigorously, and ran like Ling Feng without looking back.

"Be careful..." Ling Feng's exclamation sounded.

The angry middle-aged man picked her up and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a little heavier in his hand.

Looking down, a certain girl was grimacing at him, dumbfounded.

...the real essence is not enough again.

(End of this chapter)