Is there a clear stream above the clouds?

On the other side, Feng Mu's face was gloomy, but his eyes fell on the table as if he were nothing.

The senior brother spoke: "Father, I will explain, Brother Feng, you can go." "

I sighed, I don't know what my brother is talking about.

But he didn't wait for me to react.

I only felt the wind around me for a moment.

Looking down further, Feng Mu had fallen between the two.

"He ......," I pointed to Feng Mu and said to my senior brother, "What...... So good at light work?".

Senior Brother knocked on my head helplessly: "You, grow your heart." "

"What is he going down for?" I wondered.

The senior brother raised his eyebrows and replied, "See for yourself." "

I looked over to the wind herd.

I saw him pick up the man in dark gray clothes and look at him coldly: "Xiao Ziqiu is also something that a rat like you can talk about?".

Suddenly, I only felt the crowd at the banquet below, and many people shouted.

Vaguely heard something: "Feng Jiugui ......

".

The more fanatical people below shouted, "Ahhh

Suddenly a white light flashed in my head

Feng Jiugui——

Wind Pasture——

So I quickly turned my head and asked Senior Brother, "Senior Brother, Feng Mu is Feng Jiugui's son?!".

The senior brother was speechless and said to me: "Little sister, senior brother just thinks that God is really fair today. gave you a face of unparalleled beauty, but it didn't give you a clever brain. "

I understand that you're scolding me.

His next sentence made me feel like I was struck by lightning: "Feng Mu is Feng Jiugui." "

My jaw dropped when I landed.

What, what?

He's the "jade-faced scholar"?

I mentally tried to duplicate the image of these two people.

But I found that Feng Mu was the image of a jade-faced scholar in my heart, but he was thin, but I couldn't combine him with the image in the storyteller's mouth: eight feet tall and with a face like paint. After all, in my imagination, the world's first swordsman should be a strong man who is very strong, with a big knife behind him, and the sky and earth change color and people's hearts tremble when he roars.

On the other hand, the image of Xiaofeng's dancing boy is not powerful enough!

Let's talk about the martial arts man who was picked up in the audience.

Deng Shi was so frightened that he peed his pants, and even Feng Mu didn't say a word, so he began to say forgiveness: "Senior Feng, Feng Daxia! It's a villain who has a lot of mouths, and the villain should be damned! You, you can spare me! Spare me, ......

."

The senior brother also said in a cold tone: "This kind of person, he knows that he can offend the gentleman, but not the villain, so it doesn't hurt to offend Feng Jiugui." "

Suddenly, a flash flashed in my mind, and I remembered the name Xiao Ziqiu.

At that time, the Jing family was in trouble, and the master was sad when he heard it, and he sat alone on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

I went to find my brothers and sisters, and I wanted everyone to think of a way to untie the knot in Master's heart.

The senior brothers and sisters said that although the master also sighed for the Jing family, what he was worried about was other things, about her old friend Xiao Ziqiu.

Later, I didn't listen to it.

I'm really, I shouldn't listen! I really don't know how to learn.

No wonder the name sounds familiar to me.

It turned out that Feng Mu's master and my master turned out to be old acquaintances.

Then we can be regarded as having a long relationship.

Feng Mu listened to the man's confession, so he threw him aside, and then turned to the people in the audience: "In the future, if I hear another remark about my master Xiao Ziqiu. His eyes were cold, and then he said softly, "Then let's die." "

The audience was extremely quiet.

Without waiting for them to react, Feng Mu slowly walked back.

When he returned to his seat, there were all kinds of discussions in the audience.

There

was no shortage of what I heard: "Have you seen the meniscus of the Wind Hero, even the scabbard is so beautiful!"

"Oh, Feng Daxia is so handsome, do you know that Feng Daxia is still married?" asked a woman.

"Anyway, I heard that there is none! But I know that Wen Manxiang seems to have something to do with him. The other replied.

"Ah, yes, yes, I also participated in the martial arts conference that year, Wen Manxiang is beautiful and martial arts, and he is a good match for the wind hero. "

At this time, another person answered: "I don't think so, that Wen Manxiang can't even catch a single move of the wind hero, how can he be worthy of the wind hero." "

"Oh, what do you know, whose husband and wife fight and kill at home every day, women are sometimes weak and have some interest!" another person answered.

The woman replied: "That is, the Wind Hero hasn't accepted her yet, so the others still have a chance!".

Another person taunted her and said, "Don't think about it, your martial arts are so poor, can people still take a fancy to you?"

The woman said, "Who knows what kind of ...... the wind hero likes."

The senior brother seemed to be afraid that Feng Mu would be embarrassed to listen to others discuss his private affairs, so he walked outside the door and said a few words to the little guy.

After a while, the conversation downstairs became quieter.

I looked at Feng Mu, propped my face on the table and asked, "So, you still lie to me all the time? and pretend to be Feng Mu, right? "

When my elder brother saw me provoking Feng Mu, he pretended not to hear, stood by the window with a teacup, and pretended to look at the scenery.

But there's nothing to see downstairs except for people.

Feng Mu changed his cold posture downstairs just now, and looked at me with a smile again: "Little Bell, I didn't find you everywhere this morning, but I met you here." "

I hurriedly raised my hand to interrupt: "Don't go off-topic, Feng Gongzi, tell me, what's going on, when I went up the mountain before, I thought you and I were pushing each other's hearts, but you still left me a hand here." "

Feng Mu said aggrievedly: "How can there be, people are indeed called Feng Mu." "

I raised my eyebrows, looked at the person in front of me who refused to admit it, and wanted to pull a witness to testify for me, so I said to the senior brother on the side: "Senior brother, tell me, what is his name?!".

The senior brother turned his head with black lines on his face, patted me on the shoulder, and said in a very speechless tone: "Little sister, it is clearly written on the eighth page of the first chapter of the history of martial arts: Feng Jiugui comes from 'The Nine Heavens of the Sword Roar Wind and Clouds, and the Jade-faced Scholar Fold Jin Gui', so the people of the rivers and lakes gave the nickname 'Feng Jiugui', and its real name is Feng Mu. You, if you don't endorse well for a day, and you learn martial arts in a mess, how can you rest assured that your senior brother ......

".

I couldn't ask questions, and I was exposed in public, and I was a little embarrassed, but I still pretended to be calm on my face.

Feng Mu continued: "Just like the little bell you, the people of the rivers and lakes sent: the body is as light as a swallow 'flying on the clouds', and you don't call the clouds to fly." "

I was embarrassed, I really didn't call it.

This vigorous questioning made it seem that I am not.

Moreover, I actually felt that what he said made sense.

So I lay on the table as if deflated, and continued to support my face with my hands: "Okay, okay, forget it this time, if there is still deception, I won't spare it." "

The elder brother chuckled and took a sip of tea.

Feng Mu also smiled: "The little bell is the best." "

Then, the senior brother looked at us with an inquiring expression on his side, and then nodded with a smile.