Jianling

Zhong Xuan couldn't tell what his mood was at that time, but he felt that when he saw Meng Xing in the past three years, it was always like looking at flowers in a fog. The emotions he could see Meng Xing were the emotions that Meng Xing wanted him to see, and Meng Xing's eyebrows The trust that is never revealed in the eyes of the moment, even the guard and vigilance that have not been diminished even when they look at Feng Lin.

He never frowns, only a faint smile in his eyes.

But Zhong Xuan would rather he not smile, that smile is too hypocritical, like a god in the painting being forced to lift the corners of his lips and brows by a self-confident painter, only to outline a drunken sword Meng Xing who is invulnerable to the world and invulnerable to the world. Viewed from the wall, overlooking the world from above, it is spotless and unattainable.

——Until Meng Xing said he would take it seriously.

Shen Chongxuan was convinced that he saw the stars flickering in his eyes and the smoke clearing away.

This look was so astonishing and heart-wrenching, he didn't know what else to say for a moment, but he heard Meng Xing's breath sinking into his dantian, and he let out a laugh: "Qioner, didn't you hear your Uncle Shen say that you're hungry?"

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned for a moment, only to hear this sentence floating in the valley for several times, and finally seemed to fall into a dry pool, and there was a muffled sound - a young servant sent by Feng Qiong flew to touch, several times away. He bent down respectfully and said: "Little Uncle, Uncle Shen, my son has already held a banquet in Guantang Tower, and we are only waiting for you two."

Shen Zhongxuan was secretly shocked by the background of the family, that even a young servant can do so well in Qinggong. Although he is inferior to Fuyun, he can't tell the way out with his eyesight for a while, and it is definitely not an ordinary way to think about it.

"Hey." Meng Xing glanced at the boy, and heard that he consciously called out "Uncle" to Shen Zhong. It can be seen that he is a clever man, so his face is gentle, but although his smile is bright, his words are merciless, "Xiao With a straight mouth, you must be very popular with Qionger, right?"

The little servant still smiled flatteringly, as if he was just an ordinary servant, but what he said was unusual, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mr. Qiong is a person who really cares about the rise and fall of the family, and he is worthy of great responsibility."

"Pindao doesn't know the ups and downs of the Feng family, so it's his turn to worry about it?"

"Under the overturned nest, are there any eggs left?" The servant bowed down obediently, looking like an ordinary sycophant, but he approached Meng Xing without any trace, "The Feng family has a big business, and the way The chief should also be able to predict that if the Feng family is weak and the other three families are strong, this world has finally achieved peace for a few years since the chaos of Beishan, and it will be..."

Before he finished speaking, the dagger in his sleeve flew out and stabbed Meng Xing's heart, but there was a muffled sound, and the boy who was holding the whisk for Meng Xing stepped forward, and the dagger was firmly inserted into the handle of the whisk , the young man's brows and eyes were cold, and he was speechless all the way. At this time, Fang opened his mouth and said, "Look, die."

The servant suddenly raised his head, but saw Meng Xing standing far away, with a smile that was not a smile, as if he had expected it, he was smoothing his clothes slowly, and Chong Xuan was already furious, so he waved the whisk at him, raised his leg and It was a hard kick.Dare to assassinate Meng Xing, naturally he will not be someone who is waiting for nothing, this young man came back to his senses at this moment, hurriedly retreated a few feet, intending to escape, but Zhong Xuan didn't give up, lighted the crisp sword out of its sheath, the sword master was furious, he should drink Return the blood.

The majestic internal force exploded, and the pressure fell down.

The little servant didn't notice a pause, but he saw Shen Zhongxuan leaping forward and spinning in front of him, still holding the whisk in his left hand, and punched him hard in the heart, the little servant retreated from the pain, and saw a little cold light again. , shut the throat and go——

His movements are not complicated, different from Meng Xing's usual bluffs, clean and neat as if he was a swordsman born to kill, there are still blood stains on the crisp sword, the blood blooms fiercely, and a few drops of blood splash The body of the sword just matched the old killing marks on the sword pendant.

The boy let out a strange ho ho sound from his throat, he raised his head heavily, his cheeks were also stained with blood.

"Hmm." Meng Xing came walking, seemingly carelessly, but at an extremely fast speed, but he arrived in front of him in a moment, raised his sleeve to wipe away the few drops, and a small blood flower bloomed on his snow-white sleeve. She hurriedly turned her face away: "Don't wipe it, washing clothes is so troublesome."

Meng Xing responded, but straightened his face, looked at him carefully, Shen Zhongxuan was about to ask a question, when he was pulled into his arms, the warm breath wrapped him up instantly, and Meng Xing coaxed the little girl by his ear. A childlike voice: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it, my Yuan Yuan didn't see anything."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan felt ashamed, wanted to struggle subconsciously, but was afraid that Meng Xing would really let go, so he subconsciously lessened his strength. This action was more like a child's coquettish, Meng Xing became more interested, and coaxed him even more intimately: " Don’t be afraid, Yuan Yuan is a brave man and is not afraid of anything.”

Chong Xuan: "..."

He is indeed afraid.Usually, Meng Xing never makes enemies with anyone, no matter how fierce the villain is, when he hears that this moody drunken swordsman is coming, he is so frightened that he can hide his head in the treasure box that is invulnerable to fire and water. Daosuo, who dared to confront Meng Xing for fear of offending Meng Xing's head, Meng Xing often avoided, even if they did fight, they would save lives, and just play around to coax Chong Chong with a smile.

This is Chong Xuan's first murder.

The Diansu sword hadn't seen blood for a long time, and now it was humming excitedly in his hand, Zhong Xuan suddenly felt that this sword was strange.In the distant and vague memory, his mother should be a gentle and virtuous woman, why did she get involved with the world...why did she have this strange and bloodthirsty sword?And a capable person like Meng Xing can know his mother—who is his mother?

What scares Zhong Xuan the most is that he seems to have no resistance to killing people.

Can Meng Xing accept it? A 13-year-old child is so easy to kill for the first time?

But Meng Xing's coaxing suddenly came to the ear, and Shen Shenxuan realized that his whole body was as stiff as a log, and his hands trembled unconsciously.Maybe I was worrying unfoundedly, Ah Xing actually didn't realize...?

"I'm okay."

"How do you feel?" Meng Xing asked.

Zhong Xuan thought for a while, then flinched: "...I don't like it. It's strange and scary. I shouldn't do this, right?"

Sure enough, Meng Xing held him in his arms, and sighed softly: "It's nothing, if you don't like it, you don't have to do it in the future. Some people are bloodthirsty by nature, and some are naturally benevolent. If you are the latter, it may not be a bad thing." Good thing."

Zhong Xuan only felt a lot of shame in his heart, but still put on a shy face and pretended to be afraid: "What about you?"

"Uh, me?" Meng Xing thought about the first time he killed someone, it seemed to be no different from killing birds, fish, and wild boars on the mountain, but thinking that the person under the sword could talk and laugh, he felt that even if he was evil Forgiveness, I shouldn't bear this murder, "Of course I won't be afraid as a teacher."

"How old were you when you first killed someone?"

Meng Xing was silent for a moment, and then remembered the gang that abducted him back then. At that time, Meng Wubei spared one of them, put the sword into his hand, and ordered in a cold voice: "Meng Xing, kill him! .”

So the nine-year-old Meng Xing raised his sword and gave the man a happy reward.

"13 years old." Meng Xing said, "You look exactly the same as you do now."

Meng Xing already had rough calculations about the boy's whereabouts, and he was only waiting to confront Feng Qiong face to face, and Feng Qiong would not let him down, he was really surprised when he heard the words, and he was dumbfounded for a long time: "Little uncle... This, this is a misunderstanding."

"You can't even seal a mountain clean, and you still want to compete with Lin'er?" Meng Xing raised his lips in a very bitter sarcasm, "He's right, you really can't support a wall with mud, little uncle advises you In a word, it is better to wash and go to bed earlier, Mingzhou can guarantee day by day, if you keep yourself safe, in the future, Liner will call at your door, and Poor Dao may be in some mood to help you with a few words of kindness, so that he can keep him You worthless silver-inlaid scarlet seal."

Feng Qiong was furious, but she also knew she was wrong, so she could only keep silent.

Meng Xing's martial arts are very strong, so of course he dare not equip him with guards, he is afraid that if he is playing tricks, it will arouse suspicion.As for the servants - he is not skilled in martial arts, so naturally he will not allow the people around him to be too strong in martial arts, and the servants and maids sent to guard the mountain are only rough in martial arts, so it is reported that those servants and maids have long since died clean.

"If it weren't for your young uncle Shen's martial arts skills, the poor Taoist would really wonder if you didn't see your little uncle because of your good martial arts skills, and you should be punished for doing this to the elders of the same family." Meng Xing has been his little uncle these days. It was very easy to say, Feng Qiong called his uncle to be true and false, but he was able to make the five points into ten points, and he would never let go of his uncle's airs, scolding happily, "You know I don't know that my little uncle is too old to be frightened, you are an unfilial thing, you should let Lin'er take the Patriarch's order to punish you!"

Feng Qiong was scolded miserably by the "little uncle" who was weak and crowned, and she was so depressed that she could only smile: "little uncle was frightened, it was Qiong'er's fault... my little uncle has extraordinary eyesight, and little uncle Shen also fought with that thief Fighting against each other, have you ever seen where the thief came from?"

"Hey." Meng Xing turned to look at Chong Xuan, "Yuan Yuan, what did he say? I'm a teacher with a hard ear, listen to it. Did he mean to do business with us and be filial to my uncle?"

Shen Zhongxuan sneered, and nodded towards Meng Xing: "Master, he asked us where the thief came from. As the owner of Fenglou in Mingzhou, he doesn't even know who has sneaked into his own hills. It's too dereliction of duty."

Feng Qiong was almost dizzy with anger. He had heard about Meng Xingpulai, and Feng Lin persuaded her a few words before leaving, saying that Meng Xing's mouth was particularly vicious, and she must avoid its edge. No one said that the little apprentice next to him was also a yin and yang master, he didn't talk to Meng Xing, but Meng Xing brought his own joker, and he sang and talked happily.

"Uncle Shen is right. Those dog slaves are ineffective in guarding and should be punished." Feng Qiong had no choice but to avoid the conversation, "But since they have lost their lives, let's forgive them once? Little uncle, Qiong'er Filial piety must be sincere, but I don't know what my uncle ordered, Qiong'er will go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, and she will do whatever she wants."

Meng Xing finally broke out a sincere smile, and rolled his eyes at him: "Hey, you're so good."

The Feng family respects business ethics, but they have secretly done a lot of unseen activities. Meng Xing once heard Feng Lin mention a few things, and he still feels that this family is brave enough and crazy enough.Although Feng Qiong is not as innocent and harmless as she appears on the surface, compared to Feng Lin, she is much simpler and easier to understand. Feng Lin does not want to disclose clues about Feng Lang, so it is just right to start with Feng Qiong.

"Pindao wants to ask, Feng Lang, who is he?"

Why did Feng Hen say that he was the one who sent him up the mountain?

Why is his disappearance worthy of the entire Feng family?

Why was it that Feng Lin was able to take the patriarch's decree in advance and wear the Changli sword just to find Feng Lang, but Feng Qiong was still sitting in Mingzhou and didn't ask about it?

Also, why did Feng Linming say she wanted to find him, but didn't mention any known clues?

Meng Xing really wanted to know whether the deal between him and Feng Lin was worth it.