Jianling

Meng Xing and Feng Lin have always been tied, and with his heavy eyesight, he still can't tell who is the one who put the water in. In short, the ending is still Jushuang and Changli. Feng Lin staggers a step, and Meng Xing lifts his leg lightly, just in time to support him The body shape and the Changli sword also aimed at Meng Xing's heart at the same time.Meng Xing pointed and pushed, brushed off the dust from the fight on his clothes, turned around and floated back to his seat, and said, "Yuan Yuan, do you see that, you must not be a gentleman, stick to the rules, and only your own will be the only one in life and death." Life is the priority."

Feng Lin, who was regarded as a counterexample, was not annoyed, and she still had the heart to bow to Xiao Tongpei: "Feng has made a fool of himself."

Xiao Tong nodded sadly, remembering that Xiao Shuhua had scolded him for being dull and ignorant of manners before his death, so he gave Feng Lin a look, and said sincerely: "It's not ugly, it's okay. It's just that it's not upright enough."

Feng Lin: "..."

Xiao Tongbei's expression was dignified, and he didn't mean to be ridiculed. He just taught him politely and politely, but he looked very much like Meng Wubei. He seemed to have returned to many years ago and was following Meng Wubei's master and apprentice on the mountain. When making random gestures, he subconsciously said: "I will continue to work hard."

"Pfft." Meng Xing raised his sleeves to cover his face, but laughter came from behind. Before Feng Lin could speak, Meng Xing had already grabbed Chong Xuan, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and said, "Look, if you don't practice martial arts well, you will be in the future." If you want to make such a fool of yourself... Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha Brother Tong Bei is very humorous, Feng Lin has always found her own way, used her sword to take a slant, and is used to winning with strangeness, how has she ever said that she is upright?"

Feng Lin picked up a chopstick on the spot and threw it away. Meng Xing knocked it down with a wave of his sleeve. Feng Lin said: "If you want to praise, just praise it directly. If you beat around the bush, people will mistakenly think that we are not on good terms."

Meng Xing glanced at the chopsticks that fell on the ground, and even made slight marks on the bluestone floor. His smile was a bit hypocritical for a moment, and he pointed out: "Where is it? The relationship between you and me is like white water. Still water flows deep. Warm and long."

What he didn't finish was, what other things were to be mixed in, and he couldn't see the clue for a while.

Feng Lin didn't know if she heard what he meant, she just held tea and smiled lightly, stopped talking, and asked someone to send away the two beauties who came back disappointed, and sighed: "It's a pity that Uncle Shen doesn't like beauties. It's a misplaced effort."

Meng Xing sneered: "The master is not yet married, how can the apprentice dare to compete for the first place?"

"Who says it's marriage? It's just a taste. Take it with you. They are born like this, and Young Master Shen doesn't need to give a name." Feng Lin played with the cup in her hand and said with a smile, "You are the master. It's funny, when I was young, I loved to be arrogant, and led the big guys into the building, but I was the first to escape in a hurry."

Meng Xing still had a cold face, and said lightly: "It's not as good-looking as me, and it's not worth entertaining."

Zhongxuan prepared vegetables for Meng Xing, and dealt with him impeccably: "Senior Feng's kindness, Zhongxuan naturally knows it. It's just that there are many talents in the world, and I am not good at martial arts. I can save my life because of the master's pity. I really dare not delay my family." Take the lead, and drag the master down again."

What he said made sense, Feng Lin couldn't find any faults for a while, he could only joke a few words about the matter between the master and the apprentice, and he must not really intervene, so he gave up and didn't say any more.

At this time, when someone came to report, the young servant looked terrified, his steps were chaotic, and he hurriedly bowed: "My lord, there are two masters asking to see you."

Feng Lin joked: "Men and women? The men are beaten away, and the women stay."

The little servant said: "Two men. They have profound skills, and I'm afraid they are not the ones to wait for."

Feng Lin thought that with Xiao Tongbei sitting in the town, and the thousands of horses and horses surrounding the mountains would not be afraid, but when she heard a shout from outside the door, her internal energy was exhausted, and she suppressed the words he hadn't spoken yet into her throat , the complexions of everyone present changed abruptly, even Xiao Tongbei frowned slightly.

"Young Xia Xiao, Cheng has something to do!"

When these words came out, Shen Zhongxuan was the first to react. Although he was young and his swordsmanship was clumsy, his internal strength did not lose too much. He hurriedly said: "The surname is Cheng... Could it be the white sword master Cheng Zijian?"

"Tch." Meng Xing sneered, "Such a mere Wutong Mountain attracts three top ten people from all over the world. It's really a big deal."

Feng Lin wanted to add, "Aren't you fucking too", but remembering that Xiao Tong was still sad, she could only swallow it, but Xiao Tong took a sad look and asked, "Isn't Brother Feng in the top ten?"

"Of course not. Otherwise, according to the temperament of these people, I don't know what nickname to give to the poor." Meng Xing sighed mysteriously, "Crazy Taoist is too ugly."

Xiao Tongbei didn't joke with him, and looked at the Diansu sword on Zhongxuan's back, and said: "Put the Diansu well." After saying that, seeing him walking out with the Guiyuan sword in hand, he also raised his voice with internal force : "Senior Cheng, why do you want me?"

Meng Xing's expression suddenly changed, he quickly lifted the plate, and knocked the grilled fish onto Shen Chongxuan: "Your clothes are dirty, you should not see guests, go in and stay."

Shen Zhongxuan still didn't understand why, but Meng Xing had already pushed her into the house.

As soon as Xiao Tongbei came out of the house, he closed the door with his hands up, but he saw Cheng Zi was dressed in Tsing Yi, his black hair was half up, and peach wood was the hairpin. He was smiling now, and the fine lines at the end of his eyes added a bit of softness to him.

Cheng Zijian is not the same as Xiao Tongbei, Meng Xing, Feng Lin and others. He is a generation later than Feng Hen, and he is one of the top ten survivors of the Tongbeishan Rebellion. The third place in Jianghu, if Xiao Tongbei's Xiaohe sword was not passed down by Xiao Shuhua, the sword traveled a strange path, and Xiao Tongbei's roots were unique, the top three should have equal strength, and the outcome depends entirely on fate-even so, Xiao Tongbei was only able to narrowly win by relying on his youth and boundless stamina.

"Xiao Shaoxia." Cheng Zi smiled when he saw him. He has a gentle face. Although there is a scar across the whole face, he always smiles. , Cheng Zi saw the backing of the imperial court behind him.

Xiao Tongbei respected the strong, and also recognized Cheng Zi's knowledge of swordsmanship, so he didn't show his face to him, and said slowly: "Senior, if you still want to do what happened before, you don't need to go through all this trouble. My teacher has a will, so you can't treat Chu again. Let the royal family do something, and express our apology for what happened to Prince Gong's mansion back then. Other than that, let me go or stay, there is nothing else to say."

"So Shaoxia Xiao doesn't want to recruit?"

Xiao Tong nodded sadly: "My heart is only on the sword."

Cheng Zijian sighed, drew his sword slowly, and asked, "Do you know the name of this sword?"

"White Sword."

"Exactly." Cheng Zi said with a smile, "I used to be not from the Jianghu, but a family of officials, so I dare not be arrogant, so this sword is only called the White Sword."

Xiao Tong was still about to draw his sword sadly, when he suddenly heard that he was from an official's family, he suddenly stopped his movements, remained silent and did not respond.

"People only know how to make the master kill, but they forget the evil woman back then. How serious the crime is." The old man survived because he went to Beijing to rush for the exam."

Xiao Tongbei pondered for a moment, and said, "Xiao was young at that time, so he didn't dare to make a judgment."

Cheng Zi saw that he didn't force him to agree, and said with a smile: "Xiao Shaoxia is young and promising, so naturally he is not comparable to this old man. That witch is now regarded as a taboo, and no one dares to mention her name. Later, people only know about her." It’s just the nickname ‘Blood Guanyin’. It’s a pity that no matter how hard I try to find her later, I only know that she has long since retired, married and had children, and I don’t know if she is still alive, otherwise she will be buried in the old man’s house with the lives of her whole family.”

Xiao Tongbei remained motionless, and said quietly: "My condolences to seniors."

Cheng Zijian waved his hand with a smile, and just said: "It's all over—but since this incident, the old man has decided that the world must not escape from the imperial court, and this extrajudicial place will never be left. If we can't do what we want, it's better for the imperial court to rule with all our strength, what does the young man think?"

Xiao Tong's sad face did not change: "The teacher has something to say, the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom."

Cheng Zijian held back his sneer, thinking that with Xiao Shuhua's sinful karma, he would dare to leave a legacy for his disciples, this is restricting his disciples' hands and feet, and for no reason made Xiao Tongbei alone for many years without any friends.

He wanted to say more, but he heard a sudden cry of pain from inside the door, followed by Meng Xing's scolding from his inner strength: "See you, Cheng Zi, you ruined ghost old man, if you have something to do, just come in and talk about it, and gossip outside." What is your intention to confuse a fool?"

Xiao Tongpei, the idiot: "?"

When Xiao Tongbei and Cheng Zijian were confronting each other outside the door, Meng Xing locked Shen Shenxuan back inside. At this moment, he heard a knock from Jinshi, and when he turned around, he saw a long sword standing next to Changli. Feng Lin broke into cold sweat. Straight up, blood oozes from the shoulder blade, which was injured by the sneak attacker.

"Get out of the way." Before Meng Xing could finish his sentence, Feng Lin had already retreated abruptly. Before the Jushuang Sword was out of its sheath, Meng Xing only held back his sleeve, and the seemingly soft and fragile brocade held on for a few breaths. Meng Xing drew his sword sharply, the green blade was as fast as the wind, and it swept straight at the man's veil, Meng Xing sneered, and said, "Su Lingge, if you want to die, I will help you."

Su Lingge's veil was hooked off by his sword, and he didn't want to fight, so he turned around and ran out of the mansion. Meng Xing didn't let it go, his figure was as ethereal as a ghost, he grabbed Su Lingge by the collar in an instant, and suddenly pierced with the frost sword, only to hear A sound of flesh breaking was piercing his dantian, Su Lingge let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, panting heavily and fell to the ground with an angry and frightened expression on his face.

Su Lingge looks like a man and a woman, and his appearance is extremely feminine. He usually pays attention to demeanor, and has always treated others with gentleness and delicateness.But ever since he challenged Meng Xing and was thrown to the ground by Meng Xing's fly whisk, Su Lingge's reputation fell to the ground, and he was picked off by Feng Henwan when he was ranked tenth. Even if he cheated to get into the top ten, but it was by no means really incompetent, so it was just a fluke for Meng Xing. This time he followed Cheng Zijian to come here, and he also heard about Meng Xing's appearance in Mingzhou.

At this time, he glared angrily, in extreme pain, tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes, and he still didn't beg for mercy, and said stubbornly: "You fucking owe me!"

Meng Xing was so angry that he laughed. He immediately sank into his dantian and yelled angrily: "See you, Cheng Zi, you disfigured old ghost. If you have something to do, just come in and talk about it. What's your intention to deceive fools outside?"

The author has something to say: Meng Xing: It's not as good-looking as me, and it's not worth entertaining.

Yuan Yuan: Yes.

Meng Xing: Do you dare to entertain yourself as a teacher?

Yuan Yuan: ...Dare not.

Meng Xing: You say I'm not good-looking? ?

Yuan Yuan: (closed wheat)