Jianling

Meng Xing has been trying his best to avoid confrontation with Xiao Tongbei. On the one hand, it is because there is no complete chance of winning, and on the other hand, it is because of Meng Wubei's entrustment. Meng Wubei thought that he was kind until his death. Du, don't provoke Xiao Shuhua's disciples, and don't interfere with the rest, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

Moreover, for Meng Xing, to live up to the fine wine of the present for the sake of the past and the past is a great disrespect.

But Xiao Tongbei is different from him.

Xiao Shuhua had many wishes, but in the end there was only one most urgent - to kill Meng Wubei.It's just that when he died, he would never have guessed that a person like Meng Wubei, who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts and was clearly supposed to live a hundred years, would end up less than a year behind him.

Meng Wubei transformed into a fairy, so the debts of the father and the son will be paid, and the master and the criminals will be paid.Xiao Tongbei glanced at him, Meng Xing didn't dodge, his smile was the same as always: "Why can't the poor Taoist be Qing Zheng Daojun?"

Xiao Tong paused sadly, and hesitantly said: "...Do you have an explanation?"

Meng Xing wanted to say no, but Feng Lin stood up first. He was ranked fourth. Although he didn't intend to cheat, he knew that there was a big difference between himself and Xiao Tongbei Cheng Zijian, and Meng Xing might be slightly stronger than him. It's just worth dealing with one of these two for dozens of rounds.Feng Lin wouldn't bet on Cheng Zijian's old age, let alone Xiao Tongpei's soft heart, so he interrupted Meng Xing first, and said: "The assassin of Futu didn't come after Feng Meng."

Cheng Zijian smiled gently: "That's it?"

"..." Feng Lin suddenly broke into a smile. His complexion was pale due to excessive blood loss, and even his lips were slightly pale. He looked like a sickly handsome gentleman, but his smile added a bit of coquettishness to this color. Meng Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong, but it was too late, "Chong Xue Guanyin."

Cheng Zi saw the white sword in his waist unsheathed in an instant, although his smile didn't disappear, his voice became more and more cold: "Blood Guanyin?"

"Feng Lin!" Meng Xing cried out, but was stopped by Feng Lin. He could still see anger in his brows. Meng Xing had never seen him let his anger show on his face. He was stunned for a moment, but he heard Feng Lin continue: " The red seal on Feng Meng's waist is my uncle's seal to Shen Qing, I respect Feng Meng as an elder, and for those whom the elder wants to protect, Feng will also protect his peace."

Cheng Zi saw that the smile suddenly disappeared, he looked solemn, and suddenly said coldly: "It seems that Mr. Feng is going to discuss business with the old man again."

"It's not about business." Feng Lin's smile was a bit strained. He hadn't been injured for a long time, and now he felt that there was a lot of pain. Clothes and cold sweat stuck there, and the smell of blood lingered endlessly. It was a dull pain. After a while, he only felt his eyes darken, "Although the younger generation is a merchant, he also knows the morals of the world. Today, I said that even if I die, I will never betray the blood of Guanyin."

"Young Master Feng wants to honor Shen Qing, but does the Feng family honor Shen Qing?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, but Feng Lin spoke again: "I respect, the Feng family respects—Senior Cheng, do you want to try it?"

Although Cheng Zijian is the person with the highest status in the rivers and lakes in the pagoda, he cannot be regarded as the leader. The people in the pagoda only obey the emperor's orders, and each has his own mission. Cheng Zijian said that recruiting security is only for the top ten in the rivers and lakes, which is just a general concept , such as Xue Guanyin, who has retired for several years, but has been famous in the world, does not deny that the emperor will send people to go there - and Feng Meng's is not the Taoist robe of the dust-proof sect, and most of it is also a wild Taoist priest, with such high martial arts. It is also very likely that he has been instructed by Blood Guanyin.

In this way, Futu had an explanation for Meng Xing, and Meng Xing killed Futu instead.

"Last year, Feng Shaoxia was recruited by His Majesty."

Feng Lin grinned, and pointed to the hideous knife wound on her shoulder: "I won't take it this year, can't I?"

Cheng Zijian sneered, glanced at Xiao Tongbei in a blink of an eye, and challenged, "Young Xia Xiao, do you believe it?"

"..." Xiao Tong took a sad look at Meng Xing, and then closed the closed door of Zhong Xuan's room, "Letter."

Cheng Zijian also stared at Meng Xing, seeing that his face was ugly at this moment, he was obviously displeased with Feng Lin's talk about the bloody Guanyin, and he also had some concerns in his heart, although it was imminent to recruit the Drunken Sword, but he has been in the world for many years, obeying the emperor's order does not mean everything Taking the emperor's order first, if there is a blood Guanyin whereabouts, he still hopes to get rid of that witch earlier.Now that Bi Wuxian and Lihua Yan are both present, this dream has a strange life experience, or has something to do with the royal family, so don't act rashly—not to mention that Su Lingge has added trouble to him, not to mention helping him, it is simply a burden.

"Then..." Cheng Zi saw his tone of voice paused slightly, his eyes stopped suddenly, and he seemed to be pacing around, trying to find the trace of Xueguanyin, "Yeah, how come the old man forgot... Blood Guanyin, He also came from Taoism."

A gust of wind blew past, kicked up a little dust, the three of them were not stunned, they understood Cheng Zi's intentions, so they put their swords back into their sheaths, and when they came back to their senses, there was indeed no Cheng Zi to see.

And Su Lingge on the ground also sealed his throat with a sword.

"He killed him." Feng Lin finally couldn't hold it anymore, Meng Xing stretched out his hand to help him, Feng Lin only felt that her eyelids were about to hug him, but she still held on tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Ameng... don't blame me, blood The matter of Guanyin and Blood Guanyin..."

"You rest first." Meng Xing sighed, and helped him to the side, and then the servants and maidservants who were hiding rushed in one after another, scrambling to find gauze and medicine, but Xiao Tongbei reached out and grabbed Meng Xing's sleeve, Meng Xing looked back at him, Xiao Tongpei said indifferently: "Leave it to them."

"What's wrong with Brother Tongbei?" Meng Xing also knew that it was far-fetched to suddenly pull out the Blood Guanyin. Seeing Cheng Zijian's performance, he might have mistakenly thought his master was the Blood Guanyin. I just wanted to ask about Ming Ding Jian.

Xiao Tongpei didn't speak directly, but first looked at the group of people who took care of Feng Lin in a chaotic and orderly manner: "Why didn't they come out just now?"

"The purpose is to show loyalty, and the end is to die?" Meng Xing couldn't help laughing, "Feng Lin told her subordinates a long time ago that unless necessary, she must not die. The people around him are not as strong as him. If even he falls, the group What can a person do?"

"......I see."

"Feng Lin, he... has always been selfish and kind." Meng Xing brushed the dust off his clothes, "Speak quickly, you have to release Yuan Yuan after you finish speaking. Do you believe that I am not Drunken Sword?"

Xiao Tongbei remained silent.

As expected, Meng Xing didn't ask any further questions, but suddenly no one answered, Meng Xing felt a little embarrassed.But he heard the sound of closing the door behind him, Shen Shenxuan stood there with wet eyes, Xiao Tongbei also noticed, hurriedly stopped Meng Xing's hand that was about to open his arms, and said quickly: "I don't believe it."

Meng Xing had no choice but to make a hand gesture, indicating that Shen Chongxuan was waiting there, and then heard Xiao Tongpei say, "But I believe in Yuanyuan."

Meng Xing: "?"

Why do you trust a little kid?

"Blood Avalokitesvara is not your master." Xiao Tongbei tried to keep his tone calm, but he was already suspicious of Meng Xing, and he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes. Meng Xing endured it for a while and asked, "How about you first?" Don't look at me. It's scary."

So Xiao Tongbei closed his eyes, tried his best not to tremble, and didn't think that Feng Meng might be Meng Xing: "The Blood Guanyin is related to Yuan Yuan. Meng Xing is Meng Wubei's apprentice."

Meng Xing thought for a while before suddenly realizing.

Today, he also just remembered that the relationship between Blood Guanyin and Baopuzi is not very good.

His master who is number one in the world seems to be really not friendly with anyone.

"I won't kill you." Xiao Tong said sadly, his tone was a little pity, a little struggling, and a little bit wronged, Meng Xing thought about it, and said: "Thank you."

"Today is Yuan Yuan's birthday." Xiao Tongbei's expression was quite complicated, it could not be said that it was regret or expectation, "We will talk about it tomorrow."

Meng Xing: "..."

Meng Xing wanted to say more, but he heard the sound of a qin, the rustling of fallen leaves, and the wind passed silently.Meng Xing couldn't help being dazed for a moment, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to the hazy feeling when he was fighting against Su Lingge - Su Lingge's piano sound could never be so wonderful, let alone he was dead.

It was precisely because Su Lingge wasn't very good at playing the qin at the time that Meng Xing swept it away with a whisk, and it also left Meng Xing with the wrong impression that all the qin weapons were arty embroidered pillows—at least now playing the qin People, definitely not embroidered pillows.

Meng Xing knew something was wrong, but he couldn't help but almost lost himself in it. Since he was born, he had heard the court's orchestral music, and also heard the folk suona old melody. , thinking that he has a lot of experience, but he has never heard of such a calm piano sound.

Until Shen Zhongxuan exclaimed: "Master!"

Meng Xing's heartstrings trembled, he subconsciously cut off his sense of hearing, and raised his eyes to look at where Shen Zhongxuan was, only to see that Feng Lin, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, had already disappeared. No one knew when she disappeared, because except him and Shen Chong Other than Xuan, no one seemed to be awake, even Xiao Tongpei was struggling, but hadn't come back to his senses.

"...tsk."

Feng Lin was injured, although it wasn't fatal, but she lost a lot of blood. It was a disaster for such a pampered young master. Who wanted to take Feng Lin who was still unconscious at this time?And who can quietly take away an unconscious Feng Lin when Bi Wuxian and Ding Ding Jian are present?

Shen Zhongxuan tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "The most famous piano player in the Jianghu is probably Mr. Zhanchun."

People sing the fourth pear blossom inkstone, the son came out of troubled times, as clear and moist as Kunyu, he is the most gifted swordsmanship of the century-old Feng family, but he is as delicate as picking flowers to hurt spring.Feng Lin's calligraphy is excellent, and he once wrote the famous list at the sword test meeting. When the book reached the word Feng Lin, there was a late spring breeze blowing pear blossoms, so he put the pear blossoms into ink and grinded them in Yanshan, so he got the name "Pear Blossom Inkstone" ".

So Fifth Yan asked Jiang Hu alive, dressed in scarlet shark gauze, and slanted his paulownia qin. He heard that when he smiled, he was as peaceful as a spring scene, but he said lazily: "My name, Mr. Zhanchun."

Therefore, Feng Lin hurts the spring, and when Yan is still alive, he cuts the spring.No one knows how the two of them are entangled, just by hearing their nicknames, they can guess that they are probably in the same boat.But it is undeniable that Yan Huansheng has never hurt Feng Lin at all, at least Feng Lin has never heard of Yan Huansheng getting into trouble every time he gets into trouble—otherwise, when Cheng Zi saw him just now, if Yan Huansheng had been with him, I'm afraid Su Lingge won't lose his life, Cheng Zijian won't leave in embarrassment, and even the outcome is unpredictable.

Meng Xing's complexion changed slightly. Unlike Shen Chongxuan, he couldn't remember the top ten rankings and his first and last names, but he had heard the name of Mr. Zhanchun—it was not because of Mr. Zhanchun's piano skills, but because of the teahouse. The wine shop loves to talk a lot, and Yundu kills Chunjun, so masculine.

"But Feng Lin doesn't look like she likes women." Meng Xing thought for a while, and felt a little relieved, and concluded, "Pear Blossom Ink's Peach Blossom Tribulation, tell me, do you want to worry about it?"

Chong Xuan: "..."

Feng Lang hadn't found him yet, so he had to find Feng Lin again.

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