Jianling

When Shi Lian appeared, the moon was glowing softly, and the night clouds were still misty.

Hundreds of military uniformed guards surrounded Feng Lin and Feng Henwan airtightly. In the silent night, the lights were brightly lit, there was no continuous killing sound, only sonorous exclamation.

Feng Henwan didn't know whether it was aroused or forced out of his temper, but he also used the Kunyu sword technique, and was more ruthless and decisive than Feng Lin.However, Feng Lin deceived him into being blind, and even surpassed him in lightness kung fu. , the blood on the tip of the spear was about to drip, Fang rushed from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, jumped lightly, and plunged into the battle.

Originally it was Feng Lin who was holding the spear while he was holding the sword, but this time the battle situation changed, it was actually heavy Xuan who came to stop him with the spear, Feng Henwan stood behind with the sword, both in front and behind Feng Lin were in a state of pincer attack.

Feng Lin was still in a stalemate with Feng Henwan, but Chong Xuan's intervention immediately forced him to struggle.

Feng Henwan didn't know how much opinion he had on Feng Lin, so he asked, "Shen Yuanyuan?!—Go out! I have to teach this kid today, and he deserves the surname Feng?!"

Shen Zhongxuan dealt with Feng Lin, while persuading him in a deep voice: "Senior, take A Xing first."

"Go on your own!" Feng Henwan's skin on his arm was cut by Feng Lin's sword earlier, blood stained his clothes little by little, and his high ponytail looked disheveled.

Feng Lin sneered, dodged a shot sideways, and separated from Feng Henwan's sword, brushed the ground and retreated a few feet, and said coldly: "None of you can leave."

"—It's really funny. Before leaving, Pindao showed kindness and came to teach you a light kung fu."

Shi Lian's complexion changed suddenly, and she immediately raised her palm to strike, but saw a dagger suddenly plundered from the side, pierced through his sleeve, and nailed into the wall.

And Meng Xing was standing on the palace wall in the distance, condescendingly looking down at the battle situation in the field, the dagger was thrown from his hand, which happened to stop Shi Lian's movement.

Shi Lian squinted her eyes and looked at the specks of blood stained on the sleeves of his white clothes. It didn't look like he had killed someone with his own hands, but more like a little blood that had been accidentally taken away when he had to wade through a pool of blood.Meng Xing was dressed in white facing the wind, standing tall and tall facing the lights, but before Shi Lian could take another look, his figure had already disappeared suddenly.

Then it was Meng Xing who spoke in the same tone as before, "Yuan Yuan, give me your hand!"

Feng Lin also saw Meng Xing, her eyes darkened, and she sternly shouted: "Crossbowman, get up!"

Zhong Xuan resolutely stretched out his hand to push Feng Henwan, and tried his best to push him out of the siege, while he flew to catch Feng Lin, but even so, the imperial army still quickly blocked Feng Lin, and the imperial army behind also rushed forward, Shen Chongxuan Had to face the enemy.

Meng Xing changed his body style, and he caught the injured Feng Henwan as expected by Zhong Xuan, and took him by his side temporarily, but when he looked up, he saw that Chong Xuan was surrounded by the imperial army, and Feng Lin gave an order, one hundred and ten The imperial army immediately set up their bows, and the moment the sound of the neat iron armor resounded, countless silvery cold arrows pointed at Shen Xuan.

Feng Henwan gritted his teeth and even Meng Xing couldn't help but look solemn, and raised his voice, "Feng Lin, don't you want to talk to me?"

Feng Lin looked indifferently, looked at him as expected, and said indifferently: "What are you talking about? Talk about I want to kill your apprentice, and you will turn against me for him?"

"...I will really turn against you."

Feng Lin shook her head indifferently, and mocked: "Meng Xing, you know better than anyone else that there is nothing that can threaten me anymore."

Shen Zhongxuan hung his spear independently, ignoring the iron arrows showing murderous intentions around him, and turned sideways to give Meng Xing a smile: "A Xing, you go out first, I will find you later."

"Kids, don't interrupt!" Meng Xing looked at Feng Lin coldly while supporting Feng Henwan, "...Feng Lin, don't you want the Jianling Sword Art? Go, I will teach you."

Feng Lin snorted, "Ameng, it's late."

"The two things I want to do, one is about to be completed, and the other is no longer necessary." Feng Lin glanced at Zhong Xuan's serious eyes while taking the time, and said with a sneer, "Ameng, on Qinggong, you are well-deserved number one in the world, you can go as much as you want, you are just an apprentice—ah, I forgot to say, I promised to tell you the truth about the blood Guanyin incident."

Shen Zhongxuan was shocked and interrupted: "Shut up!"

"Shut up? No, Zhong Xuan, this is a major event in the world, and it should be announced to the world."

Shi Lian had already taken off her coat and walked over with a gloomy expression, "Feng Shaoxia, watch your words."

"Zen Master, I'm sorry, Feng Mou is not talking about it today." Feng Lin smiled and looked at Chong Xuan, who was surrounded by many, "You can't avoid it, Chong Xuan. You killed Song Zhubo, you killed your first son." A master—a master who taught you how to behave and martial arts before Meng Xing."

"You have never believed that your mother is the notorious Blood Guanyin, why? Because Song Zhubo taught you since childhood that your mother is a gentle and kind wife and mother."

"But why does Ah Meng pay attention to you? Why does Song Zhubo pay attention to you? Why do Qing Zheng and Feng Henwan pay attention to you?"

The smile on Feng Lin's face deepened, and she paused every word: "Because, because, you, mother."

Shen Zhongxuan's hand that was holding Zhang's was showing blue veins, Meng Xing shouted coldly: "Feng Lin, shut up!"

"Shut up? No, I'm explaining to you—"

Feng Lin smiled triumphantly, and even looked close to distorted. He was in such pain that other people's happiness was like Ling Chi's knife, cutting layers of bloody flesh on his heart, while others' happiness was like Ling Chi's knife. Pain has become a holy medicine for healing. This tangled and weird pleasure is like patching his heart that is riddled with holes. The more hysterical the screams of others are, the more he feels the hatred and anger that has nowhere to vent. All were dispatched.

Especially when the scabbed scars of others are uncovered in public and sprinkled with a handful of salt, the pain felt by this "other" that he hates can indeed become a good medicine to nourish his wounds.

Shen Chongxuan was panting, looked up at him bitterly, and heard Feng Lin's continuation, saying: "Three years ago, Shen Shaoxia stood out in the sword test meeting. With his internal strength, he far surpassed ordinary people and was enough to make a name in the world—doesn't he Like Yan Huansheng? After so many years of waste, his inner strength is superb."

Meng Xing had already heard his implication, his body froze for a moment, and he murmured: "...how is that possible."

"The effectiveness of the floating slaughter Gu insect is nothing, but the person who bears the floating slaughter Gu can pass on his internal energy to others." Feng Lin suddenly smiled secretly, "Yes, yes, I also obtained other people's internal energy in the same way."

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned, and whispered: "My mother, she got Futu Gu."

Seeing that Feng Lin was about to tell the whole story, Shi Lian couldn't bear it anymore, put her hands together and recited scriptures with her eyes closed.

The mystery of Futu Gu lies in this, it not only facilitates people, but also punishes people.When Shi Lian's thin lips opened for the first time, Feng Lin's complexion changed abruptly, and at the same time, Zhong Xuan's complexion suddenly turned pale.

The heart-biting pain of thousands of ants came suddenly, and it was the first time for Shen Zhongxuan to accept this kind of pain. His face was as pale as paper, his legs and feet softened, and he knelt down on the ground suddenly, the hand holding the gun unconsciously let go, and the whole person curled up. Group, shaking out of shape.

His vision was blurred due to the pain, he couldn't even see the face of Feng Lin that he hated clearly, Meng Xing's screams were also near and far away by his ears, the severe pain in his dantian made him wish he could faint from the pain, But this Gu worm oppressed his last sliver of clarity, resolutely stopped his thoughts, and forced him to retain the clearest cognition on the verge of dying.

Clearly feel the pain, clearly feel everything in the outside world.

Feng Lin stood up quickly, bowed her waist, and her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but he still hoarse, laughed and looked at Shi Lian, panting: "I have suffered this kind of pain for four full years. , Is this called punishment?!—Shi Lian, what are you reminding me of, Feng Lang is gone?"

Shi Lian was silent for a moment, stopped chanting, and sighed: "Feng Shaoxia, you are not awake."

"I'm sober! ——I'm going to tell him everything today, and let him know that the most unworthy bastard in the world is him, Shen Shenxuan!"

Panting heavily, Feng Lin looked again at Shen Shenxuan, who was lying on the ground and trembling. The pain that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out. He leaned down even more excitedly, pointed at Shen Shenxuan's head, and opened his lips slightly: "You It is true that Song Zhubo killed the mother. But I tell you, the heart of the person who is suffering from floating slaughter Gu..."

Meng Xing jumped down from the palace wall, landed on Shen Chongxuan's side accurately, grabbed his trembling apprentice, hugged him tightly, raised his head and stared at Feng Lin, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't say gone."

"...I'm not done yet."

Meng Xing closed his eyes, and firmly hugged the heavy Xuan in his arms: "Feng Lin, I beg you, stop talking."

Feng Lin was silent for a moment, turned her head away, and sneered: "You begged me again, and it was for him again."

"I'm serious this time!" Meng Xing patted Shen Chongxuan's back helplessly. Shen Chongxuan had already burst into tears and clutched Meng Xing's clothes tightly. Meng Xing looked up again, looked at Feng Lin, and said earnestly, "I Please, stop talking."

Feng Lin asked, "Aren't you curious?"

"I don't want to know, neither of us want to know."

Feng Lin tilted her head in doubt, thought for a long time, and asked, "Then why do I need to know?"

Meng Xing looked at him sadly, while Shi Lian shook his head and sighed: "Young Xia Feng, your fate is like this, it's useless to force it."

The author has something to say: I dare not write out the details of the Futu Gu worm. .But the hint should be in place, that's all it means, huh.