Full-time Swordsman

Who doesn't know that the woman in front of him is Nangong Wu's wife, and also Nangong Yue's mother, Ling Feihong.

Although Ling Feihong is an elder of Lanxing Fazong, Jianzong is her husband's family.

She had come to Jianzong to visit her daughter and husband many times before, so those inner hall disciples naturally knew it very well.

When Chen Yuan asked other disciples, this woman was actually Nangong Wu's wife, and his mind immediately became active.

Nangong Wu is now more and more optimistic about Lin Jichen, that won't do, I must think of a way.

Blind this Ling Feihong is the best way. If I can deal with Nangong Yue's mother and get her appreciation and favor, I still have hope!

So he ran to salute first.

"I am the disciple of Elder Nangong, Chen Yuan, meet the master's wife!"

Chen Yuan was polite, held his head high, and tried his best to put on a gentleman's posture, praying that Ling Feihong would pay attention to him.

Nangong Yue, who was standing on the other side and was about to take Lin Jichen to see her mother, looked dissatisfied. What was this guy doing?

Ling Feihong looked at him and smiled, "Are you Chen Yuan?"

Chen Yuan was delighted. Sure enough, Master's wife knew him!

"It's my disciple. I've heard Master mention Master's wife a lot. I've always wanted to meet Master's wife, but unfortunately I don't have the chance. Master, please come. Master is healing the injured disciple. I'm afraid he won't come out so soon. Please sit down and wait, or I'll call Master out?"

Chen Yuan invited with a face full of diligence.

Ling Feihong shook her head and said, "I'm not here to see him. You don't need to call him. Go and do your own thing."

Chen Yuan's expression was bitter. He could only respectfully respond and stepped aside.

At this time, Nangong Yue had already swooped over.

"Mother~"

Ling Feihong hugged Nangong Yue lovingly and laughed, "You are such a big girl, but you are still like a child."

"My daughter will always be a child in front of mother. A child with a mother is like a treasure." Nangong Yue said coquettishly.

Ling Feihong smiled, but her eyes were on Lin Jichen who came later.

Just now on the ring, Ling Feihong had been paying attention to Lin Jichen's competition and was very surprised by his strength.

A new disciple who has only been in the sect for half a year has such strength and defeated Mo Shaoku, the strongest disciple of Xieji Sect.

This surprised her too much.

However, because of the distance, Ling Feihong did not see clearly what Lin Jichen looked like.

Now seeing him up close for the first time, Ling Feihong's eyes lit up and thought to herself, what a handsome young man.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like bright stars, his temples are like knife-cut, and his eyebrows are like ink painting.

Chu Tianhan was originally a handsome man, but in front of Lin Jichen, he was unremarkable.

Ling Feihong could understand why her daughter liked him so much. He was indeed a rare young man.

Moreover, he had an indescribable temperament. She even felt a little ridiculous that the boy was a little... charming?

This kind of charm was not the kind of sissy behavior, but a kind of attraction to women.

Well, just looking at the appearance, Ling Feihong could not find any reason to deduct points. Full marks! Full marks can not be more full marks.

Ling Feihong smiled at Lin Jichen and waited for him to speak first.

Lin Jichen came over at this time, looked at Ling Feihong strangely, and then asked Nangong Yue curiously: "Hey, little sister, why is your sister here too?"

Nangong Yue and Ling Feihong were both stunned.

"How can I have a sister? This is my mother." Nangong Yue explained.

Lin Jichen looked at Ling Feihong in disbelief and said, "How can your mother be so young? If everyone hadn't called her Elder Ling, I would have really thought she was your sister."

Nangong Yue: "..."

Puff~

Ling Feihong couldn't help laughing and said, "You are really good at talking nonsense, can't you tell that I'm so old?"

Lin Jichen shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he couldn't tell.

Ling Feihong didn't say it, but the arc of her lips proved that these words were very useful to her.

As a woman, who doesn't like to be praised for being young?

It was the first time she had seen such a subtle compliment, which really touched her heart.

Lin Jichen immediately scored higher in her heart.

Lin Jichen smiled, bowed, and said seriously: "Junior Lin Jichen, meet Elder Ling."

Ling Feihong nodded approvingly and said: "I often heard Yue'er talk about you. Today on the ring, you were able to defeat Mo Shaoku, which is really amazing. You have such strength just after joining the sect for half a year. It shows that you are extremely talented. No wonder Master Leng made an exception and accepted you as a disciple."

"Elder Ling, you are too kind. I am just lucky." Lin Jichen smiled gently.

Ling Feihong was more satisfied with Lin Jichen and invited Lin Jichen to sit on the stone chair next to him. He also called Chen Yuan: "Go and make a pot of good tea."

Chen Yuan looked bitter and made tea tragicallyWent.

Ling Feihong turned his attention back to Lin Jichen and asked with a smile: "I heard that you rejected the invitation of the Qianlong Royal Family and did not become a consort?"

Lin Jichen confessed honestly: "It's not that I rejected it, it was my master who rejected it."

"Oh? Why did Master Leng refuse?"

"Emm... said that I was too old and entered the industry too late, and now I should concentrate on cultivation..." Lin Jichen had to make up a reason. Leng Feiyan had said this to Ji Hongyue.

"That's true, but it may also be that your master is afraid that such an excellent disciple of yours will be snatched away by the Qianlong Royal Family." Ling Feihong thought about this possibility and it was more likely.

That's right, Lin Jichen is so outstanding, the Sword Sect will certainly do its best to cultivate him, maybe he will be the pillar of the Sword Sect in the future.

If he marries the Qianlong Royal Family and is seduced by the Qianlong Royal Family with a beauty trap, the Sword Sect will suffer a great loss.

"Maybe...right." Lin Jichen had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.

Ling Feihong suddenly laughed and said, "But it's okay. Your master is afraid that the Qianlong royal family will snatch you away, but Yue'er won't have such concerns. Yue'er is a disciple of the Sword Sect. If the two of you can be together, your master will definitely agree with it."

"Mom~ What are you talking about..." Nangong Yue blushed and buried her head in Ling Feihong's arm like an ostrich.

Lin Jichen was a little panicked. Master...will he agree?

He didn't dare to think...

"Okay, but there's no rush. Yue'er is still young, and you're still young too. You can wait another two years."

Lin Jichen heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. He was really afraid that Ling Feihong would look at him and ask him to propose marriage directly...

Ling Feihong then comforted him, "Don't worry, I know Yue'er's father has always been unhappy. He came to Lanxing Fazong and told me about this before. I haven't seen you and don't know you, so I don't know whether to support or agree."

"But don't worry now. I agree that you two are together. If Yue'er's father disagrees, I will deal with him."

This tone clearly stands for the son-in-law.

Chen Yuan, who was serving tea, happened to hear it, and his expression was even more depressed. He almost cried.

Does he still have hope...

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First update~ The nucleic acid test was arranged from 8 pm to 2 am. I really want to faint. I just came back now. I'm so tired~