Jianling

The three altars of autumn dew are white, even Meng Xing is still a little bit drunk, and when he is drunk, he talks nonsense, or falls asleep, Shen Zhongxuan is not sure what he is doing this time, fearing that he will cause some trouble again, so he has to go close I found an inn.I saw the shopkeeper hadn't greeted him with a smile, the young man in white was already flying like a light cloud, throwing a piece of silver at him from a distance, and went straight upstairs.

Zhong Xuan hugged and mopped the floor and dragged his master into the room, Meng Xing breathed out the heat, still smelling the smell of wine: "Yuan Yuan has grown up."

Shen Zhongxuan blushed from his tone, and choked like a mallet: "Nonsense!"

In return, Meng Xing gave a hoarse and soft sigh.

That night, Meng Xing went to bed early, and at the end of the night, he still did not forget to sigh: "As expected of Mingzhou's autumn dew, it is not inferior to Yangchuan's Taiqing song."

Shen Zhongxuan tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and put Meng Xing's sword and fly whisk aside, but when he turned around, he saw Meng Xing's foot poking out of the quilt again, so he had to put his foot back again, and Meng Xing was tossed by him Feeling uncomfortable, he pulled him onto the bed, locked him in his arms, and said vaguely: "I won't catch cold as a teacher. Go to sleep."

Zhongxuan struggled quickly, and refused: "I meditate and watch the night."

Meng Xing only slightly opened his eyes when he heard the words, and there was some impatience in his eyes: "The teacher is here."

"My home is..."

Before Zhong Xuan could finish his words, Meng Xing pushed out a burst of force with his fingers, and pointed the Jushuang Sword towards the door of the house, coaxing him with some threats: "Okay, we can hear someone coming in."

"Where are the windows?"

Meng Xing couldn't help sighing, the only sliver of clarity left made him still remember the changes that Shen Chongxuan had just experienced, knowing not to be rash, he reluctantly said: "The window will be fine. Go to sleep, and I will keep watch in the middle of the night as a teacher. "

Zhong Xuan was even happier: "Then I will watch the first half of the night."

"..." Meng Xing really didn't want to bear it anymore, so he stretched out his hand and pressed Zhong Xuan into his arms, rolled him up with a quilt, locked him tightly, and then put his chin on his head, feeling suffocated Said, "Sleep. I am very alert for the teacher."

This inn has a good reputation and is elegantly furnished. Meng Xing usually only asks about famous wines, and Chong Xuan has been traveling with him for three years. He has already gotten used to taking care of food and clothing for two people, so the inn he chose is not simple, and the rooms are airy and bright. corner.

But Chong Xuan was still very uncomfortable being hugged.It was late spring, he was wrapped in a quilt so hot that he only felt hot, but Meng Xing never let go of his hand, as if he would hear Shen Chongxuan chattering endlessly, just like a knight who has just entered the rivers and lakes holding the only sword he can rely on. He locked the little boy in his arms.

Shen Zhongxuan knew that Meng Xing was annoying him by talking too much...but even though it was annoying, he didn't push me away, instead he managed it more tightly?

Shen Zhongxuan's heart was suddenly as fast as a drum beating, and the inexplicable joy made him smile unconsciously, but he sighed in his heart, thinking that he might be bewitched by the evil named Meng Xing.

Unexpectedly, Zhongxuan's words became a prophecy, and before midnight, Zhongxuan's dream stopped suddenly, and his ears moved slightly, only to hear a few strange rustling noises—someone!Chong Zhongxuan opened his eyes suddenly, and was about to push Meng Xing to wake him up, but felt Meng Xing's hand on his waist move at the same time, his fingers pressed down on his spine without a trace, Chong Zhongxuan's movements were slightly sluggish, and the person hugging him remained the same. Take a long breath.

The person who enters the room at night seems to be not good at lightness of work - Zhong Xuan has no way of judging, the "good" in his heart is at the level of Meng Xing.In short, the sound of the man tiptoeing and holding his breath still seemed particularly disturbing in the empty night.Zhong Xuan thought that he would be dripping with cold sweat, so he quietly squinted a slit, only to realize that he had been replaced by Meng Xing to the bed at some point, Meng Xing's not-so-broad back blocked most of his sight, including the unknown the men in black.

The man in black walked slowly, and walked past the bed, and caught a glimpse of Jushuang leaning against the door, with red patterns on its white sheath, and a sword as bright as a candle flame hanging down. Tassels—and killing intent.

Meng Xing got up abruptly, rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the door of his heart. The man in black didn't want him to be awake, so he subconsciously looked at An Shenxiang standing by the window, only to see Shen Zhongxuan with bright eyes and a pair of hands in his hand. Half a stick of incense that was snuffed out long ago.

Meng Xing's posture was light, and when he came towards him, he picked up the whisk on the table, his right hand still made two fingers together, and hit his throat.The man in black squatted down violently, trying to avoid the finger, but Meng Xing swung his whisk in an instant, and the overwhelming momentum surged up. The man in black pressed his arms against each other, but he was still forced to take a few steps back, and a string fell on the ground. With extremely deep footprints, Meng Xing didn't rush, he just locked him in a dead corner and couldn't advance or retreat. Fang Fu held his whisk, lazily wiped his face, and sighed: "It's rude to disturb people's sleep, your master!" Where do you go, the poor Taoist wants to discuss the Tao with your master."

The man in black only showed a pair of eyes full of hatred, and did not answer, but Zhong Xuan smelled a bloody smell, and subconsciously asked, "Master, are you injured?"

Meng Xing sneered: "He committed suicide by taking poison."

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got out of bed to check the breath of the man in black, but he heard the man in black's voice coming from under the black cloth covering his face, which seemed to be threatening and sneered: "Ming Ding Jian, you really... have entered the world!"

Meng Xing shook his head in pity, and reached out to caress his still staring eyes: "Poverty has always been in the world, shut up."

It was the first time Chong Xuan saw Meng Xing's men dead—even though he was not the one who did it, but it was also the first time he saw Meng Xing's murderous intent appeared on his body. After passing the dead, I had no choice but to take it back angrily, hesitated for a moment and said: "Get used to it earlier."

"...Where is he from?"

Meng Xing smiled and said: "My master saved Xiao Shuhua and offended half of the world. Then how do I know?"

Zhong Xuan asked: "Could it be that someone is against my family..."

"Thinking nonsense." Meng Xing finally couldn't hold back his face, and scolded him with a smile, "You have a good foundation and a good temper. You should be a famous young man who would be liked by decent people in the Jianghu. It's because of your teacher that you are dragging you down."

Shen Zhongxuan was slightly startled, and was about to say more, but suddenly heard a gloomy muffled sound on the wall, and two cracks meandered from the corner of the wall—it was obvious that the people who lived next door were tired of their night talk, and punched the wall as an act. warn.Before he could remind him, Meng Xing's face suddenly changed. He pushed him back to the bed, put down the mosquito net on purpose, and snorted lightly, "How dare you play petty temper in front of me, how brave you are."

Shen Zhongxuan couldn't be as frivolous as he was, thinking that the person who could make such a movement on the wall with one palm must not be an idler.Meng Xing had already stood up, picked up his fly whisk and wandered away as if strolling in a courtyard, but before going out, he turned his head and smiled lightly: "Yuan Yuan sleep well, and wait for the teacher to come back."

Even Meng Xing would never treat such an unknown person living next door.If this person came with the man in black, why didn't he act just now?If not, why hit the wall to sue at this time?Whether it is an enemy or a friend, we will know after a while.

Meng Xing's drunkenness had long since faded away, and he cursed heavily in his heart. He chose a bad feng shui, but he had already knocked on the door of the next room, and a moment later he knocked on the door and asked, "Who is it?"

Meng Xing was not polite, he just sneered and asked, "Your Master was the one who broke the wall just now?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, the man didn't seem to expect that he would crack the wall, and replied after a long time: "...Sorry."

Meng Xing: "?"

"Young master's martial arts are advanced, it should be impolite of mediocrity."

The man paused for a while, then said again: "Exactly."

Meng Xing had never seen such a brazen person before, so he didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only say: "Young master, you might as well open the door, such a hero, I really want to see him quickly."

So the door opened slowly, the man was only wearing a frost-colored inner jacket, leaning on his stature to look down at Meng Xing and said: "The wall... I will pay for it."

Meng Xing raised his head slightly, both of them were taken aback - it was the predestined person in Dengxian Pavilion.Meng Xing hurriedly went through all the faces that he remembered in his mind, and he was sure that this person was definitely not someone he knew, but most of the top ten in the world had contacts with him, how could he miss such a master?

Meng Xing nodded slightly, and said softly: "That's exactly the case, young master is good at education. The teacher will be very pleased."

man:"……"

The two were so thick-faced that they couldn't tell each other apart, Meng Xing pulled down the wall and smiled sincerely: "Young master is straightforward and straightforward, and I yearn for him in my poor heart. We meet twice a day, and it is really a fate. The common surname of Pindao is Meng. I don’t know your son’s name?”

The man said very calmly: "Xiao Tongbei."

Meng Xing's whole body froze suddenly, and he managed to hold back his smile, suspecting that it was his own ears: "Huh?"

Xiao Tongbei was very patient, and said slowly: "Xiao Shuhua's Xiao agrees, Meng Wubei's sad."

Meng Xing: "..."

The followers of Shou Zhenjun Xiao Shuhua, number one in the world today, and the only top ten in the world that Meng Xing has never met - Bi Wuwu and Xiao Tongbei.

Xiao Tongbei asked, "Your surname is Meng?"

"...No." Meng Xing calmly lifted the seal of the Feng family on the hem of his clothes, and said sincerely, "The poor Taoist family is named Fengmeng."

Xiao Tongbei was very interested in him, and asked: "Is there a Taoist priest in the Feng family?"

"...Pindao betrayed the family for many years, and just now they fought, it was the assassin sent by the family to hunt down the poor and the young disciples."

"It's too much to deceive people." Xiao Tong said calmly, but he couldn't see the slightest indignation, but his eyes were serious, and he didn't mean to be joking or mocking. Meng Xing looked a little familiar, and he was sure that he should have believed the letter. dream", but Xiao Tong said sadly, "Who sent the assassin?"

Meng Xingyu choked for a while, he didn't know many of the direct descendants of the Feng family, so he could only hesitate, "...Feng Lin?"

Xiao Tong replied sadly: "Pear Blossom Inkstone."

"That's right, it's him. Pindao is going to ask him for an explanation tomorrow." Meng Xing took half a step back, "Then, Young Xia Xiao must be tired too, Pindao..."

Xiao Tongbei raised his bright eyes and said expressionlessly, "Assassination in the night is not done by a gentleman."

"...Feng Lin has always used any means to achieve his goals, and he will use all means."

"Xiao originally thought he was a gentleman."

"Don't blame the young man, Feng Lin is a person who knows everything from right to left, and has always been like this."

Xiao Tongbei nodded, seeming to agree: "Xiao is willing to go with Brother Feng to help Brother Feng."

...Is the number one in the world so lacking in fights now? Why is he still so enthusiastic?

Meng Xing hurriedly said: "Young Xia Xiao must have something important to do when he comes to Mingzhou, and the poor can't bear to delay the young Xia's schedule."

Xiao Tongbei felt that he was a good person, and said: "I came to Mingzhou to kill people."

"Kill who?"

"Meng Wusai's disciple, Meng Xing."

Meng Xing: "...to make the young man angry, he deserves to die."