Jianling

"Why bother?"

The tone of the person who said this was light and indifferent, as if he was mocking her overreaching, or regretting something, but Meng Yanhan couldn't tell for a while whether this person's words were mostly ridicule or pity.The faint light fell on her face piecemeal, Meng Yanhan blinked with difficulty, but her fingers were too stiff to lift the sword, her whole body was in pain, and her throat couldn't make a sound , an uncontrollable fear overflowed from the bottom of her heart——a great disparity.

She has always been proud of her martial arts, and she never thought that she would lose to the same person so many times in a row—and the person she hates the most.

Xiao Shuhua leaned over and picked up her Diansu Sword, as if she was admiring something, Meng Yanhan moved her fingers, and when she heard Xiao Shuhua whispering something, she raised her eyes, and swept towards Xiao Shuhua's closed lips wearily——

What is he saying?

Can't see, can't hear.

Xiao Shuhua sighed, took off his coat and put it on her body, said: "Little sister, you are much more ruthless than your senior brother."

Before Meng Yanhan understood what he meant, Xiao Shuhua had already turned around and walked away quickly without hesitation. Meng Yanhan tried hard to support himself, only then could he vaguely hear Xiao Shuhua's distant voice: "Today After that, don't bother me anymore."

This was the 170th time she challenged Xiao Shuhua for the sixth time.

At the sword test meeting three years ago, people thought that Qingru was the only senior who didn't take the sword test meeting seriously. Unexpectedly, Feng Shenshan, Song Mingyun, and Wen Xu never attended the meeting, and only sent their disciples over. , as if it was just to express their acknowledgment of the Sword Trial Society.

No one knows the reason, but it is rumored that the four seniors met for a duel on Dubu Mountain, and they were all seriously injured, so they were not allowed to come here.

Xiao Shuhua was a smooth climber, and he didn't get angry when Wen Xu didn't come. Taking advantage of enough water in the top ten, he climbed up to the top five in succession. In the end, Wen Zhumi pointed out that the absence of the seniors was not enough to decide one or two , so that the top five have the same reputation, and no one is wronged.And Meng Wubei followed closely behind Xiao Shuhua, and when he passed by Qing Zheng, he looked calm and unhurried.

Meng Yanhan also took advantage of that year's east wind to win the eighth seat in one fell swoop, and then chased Xiao Shuhua fiercely, but this guy had too much scheming, Meng Wubei showed mercy to her everywhere when he was present, and waited until it was just the two of them When it is time, it will show its true colors, and its tricks are ruthless.

Meng Yanhan took a few breaths. When she came out, she purposely kept the chicken feather cub from it, for fear that the chicken feather cub would follow her all the way to die. Unexpectedly, Xiao Shuhua was in a good mood this time, and he didn't hit her hard, and didn't even leave any injuries. ——But after today, don't bother him anymore, what do you mean?

Before she could figure it out, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body. The coat that Xiao Shuhua left her to protect her from the wind had been snatched away. He muttered arrogantly: "Shou Zhenjun actually left the clothes to you? ——He killed so many people, and he didn't leave a blade of grass for others to cover up his embarrassment."

"..." Meng Yanhan gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly, "Feng Qingchen, why are you so obsessed with him?"

Feng Qingchen buried his head in that dress and took a deep breath. Hearing this, he laughed at her and said with a smile: "Aren't you just jealous that Shou Zhenjun's martial arts are better than yours? Meng Yanhan, what are you trying to do? "

"Damn, it's your turn to take care of my old lady?" Meng Yanhan regained a lot of strength, and gave him a slap in the face, "I've been chasing Luosha's ass all day long, and I will kill you sooner or later."

The young man stood up, pushed back his forehead hair, his eyes were shining like stars - Feng Qingchen didn't know where he came from, but his appearance was really handsome and noble, and he was well-dressed and well-fed, anyone would like this Mr. Yumian, Meng Yanhan was the only one who followed Xiao Shuhua with him, and he knew this guy's naughty nature. Although he was very good at swordsmanship and couldn't see the background, just because Xiao Shuhua was beautiful, he had no intention of resisting at all, and behaved well. He desperately stuck himself to Xiao Shuhua's butt, for fear of being half a step behind Shou Zhenjun.

——Such a thing is also one of the top ten in the Jianghu, a flower picker.

"Gong Luocha... Heck, you dare to call out the nicknames of those years. It's great to have Baopuzi as your backer. You are really not afraid of being cut. Come on, I'll take you back, young master."

"...Damn it." Meng Yanhan hated Xiao Shuhua even more. This man clearly didn't hurt her at all, but he wanted to toss her so hard that she couldn't get up for a long time, making Feng Qingchen laugh at her It was cool to see it, "Go back! Send my mother to the inn to lie down for a few days first, and the chicken feather cub sees me hurt, and has to nag again... It's so annoying."

Feng Qingchen doesn't really appreciate this blood Guanyin, but he is [-]% convinced by Shouzhenjun. Shouzhenjun entrusts him to take care of Meng Yanhan in private because of Baopuzi. Yanhan's saliva drowns and he has to be loyal to his Shouzhenjun, but it is impossible to tell Meng Yanhan these words, probably to Xiao Shuhua, Meng Yanhan is just a little girl who can be teased in her spare time, she thinks that The proud way of swordsmanship is at best a trick that Xiao Shuhua can take a serious look at.

In the past few years, Xiao Shuhua's martial arts have improved rapidly, especially after accompanying Baopuzi to retire, some people have speculated that their strength is not inferior to the four seniors who no longer attended the sword test meeting.

——even beyond.

Feng Qingchen carried her up neatly, his lightness kung fu was considered a masterpiece, at least no worse than Meng Yanhan, he arrived at the nearest inn in a short while, before the shopkeeper had time to say hello, Feng Qingchen had already pulled out a bag from his arms. Throwing the ingot of silver onto his cabinet: "The best housekeeper is to serve this cripple."

Meng Yanhan lay on his shoulder and cursed: "Who is disabled? Huh? ——let me down, and see if I can't beat you to death!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered Xiaoer to lead the way, but Feng Qingchen suddenly stopped walking, Meng Yanhan subconsciously fell silent, only to see his face that was smiling like a spring breeze before suddenly gloomy and terribly, his eyes were staring at the sitting in the hall He stared at a table of idlers, and he dared not speak any more. It was the first time Meng Yanhan saw him get angry, and it was a bit strange for a while, but Feng Qingchen picked up his steps again, walked to the room without hesitation, and never said anything again. Pay attention to the gossip in the synagogue.

Meng Yanhan remembered that just now the people at the table were saying that Feng Chen Shanbao's saber was old and he was unwilling to confront Xiao Shuhua because he was afraid that he would lose it in the evening!

"What's going on?" Meng Yanhan asked.

Feng Qingchen threw her on the bed, moved her body, and her face improved slightly: "It's okay."

Meng Yanhan said: "I heard them talking about Feng Chenshan."

"None of my business."

Meng Yanhan said again: "I have already discovered that when others scold you and beat you, you don't lose your temper like a dog, but when you insult Feng Chenshan and Xiao Shuhua, you immediately look like a dog that has stepped on its tail."

Feng Qingchen glanced at her: "So what? Can't I admire Feng Chenshan while being infatuated with Shou Zhenjun?"

Meng Yan coldly smiled: "Don't be careless with me, do you think I can't see it? Daojun stays put because Meng Wubei and I are both in the top ten, and the reputation of Pichenmen is even better than before. But his younger brother Song Mingting also entered the top ten three years ago, and Wen Meixun of Huanxizong is the youngest in the top ten besides you. It's not so much that the seniors retired from the world, it's better to say that they made an appointment In order to clear the way for those who come later—then, who is the top ten sent by the Feng family?"

The sound of cups clinking was clear and intense, Meng Yanhan raised his eyes, but saw Feng Qingchen took a few short breaths, and said coldly: "You have such a good brain, and I haven't seen you find out where the chicken feathers come from. .”

Meng Yanhan was stepped on by him sorely, and immediately said angrily: "Why, did you find the chicken feather?"

Feng Qingchen said with a sneer: "It's not the child I picked up, I'll investigate why he is."

"Tch." Meng Yanhan got up and got out of bed, snatched a cup from in front of him, and poured himself a cup of tea, "My old lady waits for him to admit it, don't rush for a while. But you, why are you still staying here and not chasing after him?" Your shouzhenjun?"

"I won't chase today." Feng Qingchen shook his head, his tone was a little aggrieved, "Shou Zhenjun said, I want to talk to Baopuzi today, don't let me bother you."

Meng Yanhan was delighted to see his dejected appearance, and laughed loudly: "Look, I'm bothering you, you deserve it!"

"Don't you hate them the most? Are you still talking for them now?"

Meng Yanhan pursed her lips, saying plausibly: "Hate, of course I hate, but you are even more annoying."

Feng Qingchen: "Oh, it really is a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory."

As for what Xiao Shuhua was going to say, Feng Qingchen could guess it all just by looking at his joyful expression at that time. A few words, but Shou Zhenjun is so well prepared... Does Baopuzi know?

Feng Qingchen didn't dare to think about it.

Back then, Xiao Shuhua was invincible and came to the first place. His white clothes were soaked in blood and his mask was on the side. Meng Wubei stood by his side, reaching out to smooth the red marks drawn by the mask for him. Many people talked about it, but they dared not Just put it on the bright side.

Meng Yanhan had already gone to bed and slept soundly.She is also getting older, and although her hatred for Xiao Shuhua and Meng Wubei has not diminished at all, she has gradually learned to care about other things, such as the life experience of the chicken feather cub, and the skills of bickering with Feng Qingchen.

"Blood Guanyin."

Meng Yanhan tilted his head in a half-dream and half-awake state: "Huh?"

Feng Qingchen moved his lips, and said softly: "I always have... a bad feeling."

The author has something to say: I've been waiting for a long time...!

During this period of time, I was still hesitating whether to write or not. Many settings were a little rusty, but I decided to continue writing. Although it is still far from the end, I will finish writing one day.

Due to some personal reasons, I decided to switch to Changpei.This article will undergo a major revision in Changpei. See you soon!