Jianling

Move as you say, who doesn't want to sell the pear blossom inkstone to save face, and get Ming Dingjian's favor?

A dark group of people came to the courtyard in a mighty manner, each carrying some natural and earthly treasures for health and health, and aggressively knocked on the door of Zhongxuan's room.Feng Lin was the first to close her fan and raised her hand, Yu Yu smiled and tapped her knuckles.

One, two, three.

None answered.

Song Mingting summoned some people, opened the lock in twos and twos, and saw that the room was clean, the bedding was neatly folded, and the building was empty.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Song Mingting is definitely not a fool. Seeing Feng Lin's actions, it doesn't look like she is going to treat Chong Xuan well. She is clearly going to put him under house arrest to threaten Meng Xing, but now Zhong Xuan is under his hands. Although the Song family and the Feng family have been undercurrents for many years and it is not peaceful, only two of the Song family have entered the top ten, but the Feng family has already leaned on the mountain of the imperial court. It is unwise to turn their faces at this time. Bo, hurry up and check it out, make sure to keep Shen Shaoxia safe!"

Song Zhubo nodded, turned around and left, but heard Feng Lin speak suddenly, her slender fox eyes slightly bent, and the folding fan was tapped on the palm of her hand, her voice was calm and calm: "This is a trivial matter, don't bother Brother Song."

Before Song Mingting had time to be polite, Feng Lin put her fingers in her mouth and blew a sharp and long whistle. Everyone frowned slightly, only to see a black shadow jumping out from nowhere, kneeling on one knee towards Feng Lin, bowing her head and clasping her fists. Nodding his head, the man knelt down completely and stretched out his fingers to draw a few strokes on the ground.

The talisman was unknown, so everyone was in a fog, but Feng Lin waved her hand again, and the man in black rushed up to the roof in an instant, and was never seen again.

"What he drew is my Feng family's cipher text, and it's normal for you gentlemen not to understand." Feng Lin straightened her skirt, her eyes drifting past Song Zhubo's stern face as if there was nothing, "Shen Shaoxia listen to Xiao Instigated by someone, I mistakenly thought that we were going to deceive him that the teacher was not there, so I went south with the flower picker and went down the mountain."

"Which villain is this? He has ulterior motives to provoke the relationship between Feng Shaoxia and Meng Daochang. He deserves to be punished!" There were many people in the crowd who wanted to please Feng Lin, and there were people who were filled with righteous indignation and cheered .Song Zhubo, who had ulterior motives, lowered his eyebrows and wiped the edge of the knife carelessly. He hung up high and kept Feng Lin's temptations and hints at bay.

Feng Lin didn't pursue it, she still had a smile on her face, and clasped her fists to everyone, "Since that's the case, in order to save time, it's better for everyone to split up."

"It is for this reason that Shen Shaoxia is also afraid when he sees such a large group of people." Song Mingting immediately said with a smile, while Qing Zheng Daojun frowned for a moment, and the blessing was counted as tacit consent, but Wen Meixun was talking to Wen Zhumi After whispering in a whisper, Wen Zhumi nodded slightly, and Wen Zhumi said: "My sister is really not in good health, she is weak, so I can only stay in the door and wait for everyone's good news."

Xiao Tong's eyelashes drooped in grief, and the Guiyuan sword hummed in its sheath, but he raised his eyes to confirm: "South?"

Feng Lin said: "Exactly."

Xiao Tongbei didn't say any more, and flew to the south.

Cheng Zijian looked at Feng Lin with a sneer, in exchange for Feng Lin's polite nod, he immediately turned around and followed Xiao Tongbei away.

However, although Meng Xing and Yan Huansheng are both masters of lightness kung fu, the way to lighten one's body depends on one's breath and internal strength. Meng Xing can tell at a glance that Yan Huansheng's body is weak and his internal strength is weak, but Yan Huansheng's steps are ethereal. , not much slower than Meng Xing.The two stopped at the top of a tower together, and Meng Xing spoke first: "Jun Zhanchun brought me here, did he have something to say, or was he entrusted by someone else?"

If Meng Xing wanted not to save face for others, he decided not to be polite, and the Jushuang sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the blade was pressed against Yan Huansheng's neck, shining coldly, revealing his murderous intent.

Yan Huansheng raised his finger and pushed the sword half an inch away, sighed vainly, appreciating how sharp Shuang's sword was, immediately cut a scar on his fingertips, blood dripped along the sword, and dripped on Meng Xingshuang's white clothes superior.

"Both."

"Who are you ordering?" Meng Xing frowned, "Shi Lian? Cheng Zijian? Song Mingting?"

Yan Huansheng glanced back slowly, and suddenly smiled ironically: "Meng Shaoxia already knew it in his heart, so why ask me?"

"Say." Meng Xing pushed the sword closer, and Yan Huansheng's faint pulsating white skin was pressed under the sword. He rarely showed a hint of eagerness, but when Yan Huansheng was about to speak, Meng Xing suddenly slammed Duan, "Wait! Tell me first, what is your relationship with Feng Lin?"

Yan Huansheng glanced at him lazily: "It's okay."

"to be frank!"

"Meng Shaoxia, why can't you remember." Yan Huansheng shook his head, and plucked a small tune on the piano with his fingers quickly, "Yan is not afraid of death. What you asked like this is what Yan wants you to know. "

Meng Xing gritted his teeth and withdrew his long sword, but Yan Huansheng continued to laugh and said, "You might as well ask others...for example, Song Mingting and Song Zhubo, the uncle and nephew, why the relationship is so tense?"

Meng Xing sneered: "What does the Song family's internal affairs have to do with me?"

Yan Huansheng nodded leisurely: "That's irrelevant. What Meng Shaoxia wants to know, why don't you and I make a deal?"

"...Okay." Meng Xing grabbed his collar with a smirk and asked again, "What's your relationship with Feng Lin?"

Yan Huansheng pointed to the north: "There is a tea shop over there, the most suitable for heart-to-heart chats, Meng Shaoxia, please?"

The two were making tea in a teahouse, and they sat opposite each other. Meng Xing also lost his impatience at this moment, and Yan Huansheng poured him a cup before asking: "Just now, Shaoxia Meng's question, I thought about it carefully, and there are many answers. , but the most appropriate is 'unrequited love'."

"You really like Feng Lin?"

"Meng Shaoxia doesn't like it?"

Meng Xing was choked by him for a moment, and said, "That depends on what kind of preference it is."

Yan Huansheng was in a good mood, as if he had been waiting to communicate with Meng Xing for a long time: "Okay, then it's up to Meng Shaoxia to clear up the confusion. How is your friendship with him?"

Meng Xing frowned slightly, but seeing that Yan was still serious, he might really like to listen to this kind of gossip, so he had to calm down and think about how Feng Lin's son was left behind by him.

The east wind arrives in Yangchun, and the mountains are full of fragrance.

When Meng Wubei raised his palm, several Jianghu disciples, including Feng Lin, raised their heads slowly. They all looked at Meng Wubei with eagerness and sincerity. At the age of ten or so, they were most energetic. With the most frivolous delusions, the Taoist priest in white sitting in front of them-the man who is unique in the world today!He holds a famous sword and wears a feather coat, so lofty, so unstained, his eyes are neither sad nor happy, but cold.

The emperor bowed his head to him, and the court let him go to the wild.Pichenmen no longer held him accountable for his crimes, and people in the Jianghu dared not ask him about his past.

He is the uncrowned king of the rivers and lakes, and the immortal god of the rivers and lakes.

Meng Xing stood beside him, his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, these people were found by Meng Wubei to be his company, but the people kneeling on the ground were really stupid, they only eagerly admired Baopuzi's demeanor , and hoped that Meng Wubei would take a fancy to him, and boast that his roots are very good.Meng Xing lowered his head and kicked a stone, but suddenly heard a low hiss. Meng Xing raised his head and saw the thinnest and shortest one among them, a young boy in red, who nodded slightly to him, his eyes wide open. Wide smile.

——His name is Feng Lin.

Although Meng Wubei compared the list at that time, he asked in doubt, "Feng Lang?"

Feng Lin was not guilty, took half a step slowly, leaned over and said: "There are many children in the family, and the elders have mixed up their names. The younger generation's name is Feng Lin."

Meng Xing tilted his head slightly, remembering the smile this man gave him just now.

It is undeniable that this person is indeed the most pleasing to the eye among these few.

"Master," Meng Xing stretched out his hand and smiled at Yan Yan, "I like him."

Meng Xing is not a fool. After getting acquainted, Feng Lin revealed the family situation intentionally or unintentionally, which made him wonder, how could Feng Lin be recommended by her family to work under Baopuzi with such a background?What's more, his talent in swordsmanship is not outstanding, not only inferior to Meng Xing, he is even at the bottom of the ten people, and his boy skill is almost none - how did he come here?

He had a miserable life experience, but he figured out that Meng Xing was just able to help - as long as Meng Xing pleaded with Meng Wubei and took in one more apprentice, so that Feng Lin would stay away from the Feng family, all these worries would be gone.

When Feng Lin brought up this matter again, Meng Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, he swung his feet in the stream a few times, and said lightly, "I can't help you, so I can do it myself."

Feng Lin still smiled unabated, coaxing him softly: "Don't you want me to stay here with you?"

"I think so." Meng Xing kicked a string of splashes, "But you overestimate my master. He won't care about your life."

"Will he care about your life?" Feng Lin asked him suddenly.

Meng Xing looked at him inexplicably, and said firmly: "Of course, he didn't protect me last year, which made me almost sold out."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a roar of a crazy beast in the dense forest behind him.

Feng Lin turned pale instantly, Meng Xing thought he was afraid, and quickly comforted him: "Hey, don't be afraid, the animals in this mountain are all spiritual, and those that are not spiritual and dangerous are all killed, and the rest of them know me, and dare not move .”

"Why are you......"

Meng Xing knew that he was brooding over this matter, so he could only say: "Brother Lin is in my heart, and he should never be a dodder flower relying on others."

Feng Lin moved her lips, and replied: "...you are in my heart..." He paused for a long time, there was faintly stirring dust behind them, and they shouted scatteredly, until Meng Xing took off the peach tree around his waist. Jian, get up and stand still, still confident like an old god: "Brother Lin, call for someone first, I can block it for a while."

Feng Lin said: "They won't be afraid of you."

Meng Xing turned to look at him, with delicate eyes and clear smile: "I know."

Feng Lin said again: "I gave them medicine."

Meng Xing still said, "I know."

Feng Lin also said: "I thought about dying with you."

Meng Xing looked at him and nodded slightly: "I know."

They confronted each other for a while, Feng Lin also took off the mahogany sword from her waist, and walked in front of Meng Xing.

Feng Lin never confessed his mistakes, he thought, only this time, no more.

"...You are in my heart, you are a genius, beyond reproach."

"I'm sorry," Meng Xing turned his sword against a tiger leaping out of the woods, his brows and eyes were cold, "I know that too."

Feng Lin laughed a few times, raised her sword to her chest, and leaned against Meng Xing's back.

At that time, there were many dangers and dangers, facing the bloody maws of ferocious beasts, the stench was overwhelming, and life and death were only a thin line.

However, there are people standing side by side, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Meng Xing put down his teacup and said seriously, "Not bad."

"How good is it?"

"For example..." Meng Xing paused, "The poor will not touch him."

Yan Huansheng smiled even wider, looked at him with his chin up, and said softly: "But, Shaoxia Meng..."

"Feng Lin has coveted your life for a long time. You..." He tilted his head, his eyes were clear and his expression was gentle, "I've already been tricked."