Jianling

When Meng Xing came back that night, his footsteps were flimsy, his eyes were dull, Chong Xuan asked several times, Meng Xing only shook his head, and fell into the pillow, ignoring Zhong Xuan's bombarding questions.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Zhongxuan understood the reason for Meng Xing's depression, but he didn't understand why Meng Xing could go to the next door and knock on the door to bring back a No. [-] in the world.But even though he was full of doubts, Xiao Tongbei just sat alone, lowered his head and wiped his sword, quite a heroic demeanor.Meng Xing didn't say a word, Jiang Zhuoshuang mentioned it briefly, and only nodded slightly to Xiao Tongbei, Xiao Tongbei said: "Let's go."

"Xiao...Senior Bi Wuxian." Shen Zhongxuan thought for a while, his master seemed to be at odds with Xiao Tongbei, but Xiao Tongbei's behavior was not like trying to take Meng Xing's life, but to be a backer for him His posture must be that his master has made up some nonsense again, and he didn't communicate a few words with him, forcing him to test Xiao Tongpei, "It's a trivial matter, why bother senior?"

Xiao Tongbei looked at him sideways, his eyes were as quiet as autumn pools: "No problem."

Chong Xuan: "..."

He suddenly felt the happiness of getting along with Meng Xing, at least Meng Xing had a desire to show off, and once he asked, he would mostly tell the truth and tell everything.

"Come here." Meng Xing stretched out his hand to him, hid Shen Zhongxuan behind his back, and said with a half-smile and half-curse, "Brother Tongbei and my teacher fell in love at first sight, and fell in love with each other. This time, brother Tongbei would like to help me avenge my teacher. , find Feng Lin, the brutal killer, to ask for an explanation, you should also understand the righteousness of brother Tongbei, and your swordsmanship is clumsy, learn a thing or two from brother Tongbei in the future."

Shen Zhongxuan was kind and generous: "Thank you, senior."

Xiao Tongbei waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to say more, and buttoned the bamboo hat again, his black clothes fluttered in the wind, and he walked out of the inn first, and went straight to Fenglou.

Shen Zhongxuan held the sword behind Meng Xing's back, looked at Meng Xing's beautiful jaw with great admiration, firstly respected him for daring to lie to Bi Wuwu, secondly respected him for daring to slander Li Huayan, and thirdly respected him for remaining calm in the face of death.

Fenglou in Mingzhou is indeed eye-catching. The eaves of the building are like a golden luan flying up to the sky, and it is particularly grand when viewed from a distance.Meng Xing didn't dare to say much along the way, for fear that Shen Zhongxuan would lose his identity completely, Shen Zhongxuan also guessed that he didn't want to be known by Xiao Tongbei, so it was rare for him not to say a word along the way.As for Xiao Tongbei, he is a solitary swordsman of few words. To him, there is no difference between threesomes and one person.

Meng Xing lifted up the red seal, and the gold-inlaid seal was replaced by the guards of Fenglou who looked at each other in dismay.

One of them took Zhu Yin anxiously, and said: "We haven't received the order yet, please wait a moment."

Meng Xing looked at him on air, without making a sound, Shen Zhongxuan smiled warmly beside him, "Thank you."

Xiao Tongbei stood silently behind them, Meng Xing was no longer short, he was half a head taller than Meng Xing, he stood out from the rest of the crowd, but he had a cool and handsome face, with murderous intent all over his body, not to mention his aura of arrogance.Shen Zhongxuan took the opportunity to compare the two top ten in Jianghu, and felt that both of them seemed to be difficult to mess with, but Xiao Tongpei looked like the arrogant and indifferent one, and would never talk too much with useless people For nonsense, Meng Xing is relatively tolerant - willing to listen to your nonsense before sneering.

Sure enough, the guards of the Feng family did things very quickly, and came back in a short while, panting, bowed to Meng Xing, presented the red seal, and stretched out his hand to help him fawningly, saying: "Young Master Feng, please follow me this way."

Meng Xing frowned and evaded his attempt to test his martial arts without any trace, raised his chin slightly towards Zhong Xuan, and Zhong Xuan walked forward to support Meng Xing knowingly, and then said: "I'll do it .”

But the guard frowned in embarrassment: "Well, our host, only young master Feng... Only one person is allowed in the family seal."

Before Shen Chongxuan could reply, Xiao Tongbei had already pulled out the Guiyuan sword, and the cold light of the sword flashed fiercely. The guard's cold sweat immediately dripped from his chin, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, hesitatingly said: "Wang Shao Forgive me, Feng family rules, so it is."

Before he finished speaking, several guards behind him drew their swords and confronted Xiao Tongbei silently.

Shen Zhongxuan also grimaced, and while reaching out to caress the saber left by her mother at her waist, she said with a smile: "Please pass it on again, Master and I..."

Meng Xing cut off his words, raised his whisk, and said, "Yuan Yuan, don't move rashly when ordering crisps."

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to ask him how he knew the name of the sword, but felt it was inappropriate, so he frowned and said, "But Master..."

"You and brother Tongbei are waiting for me here." Meng Xing gave him a meaningful look, then turned to the guard, and suddenly smiled, "Can you tell me, who is the brother of the Fenglou master here?"

The guard bowed respectfully: "If you return to Master Feng, it's Young Master Feng Qiong."

Meng Xing went through the name in his head, and he was sure that he had nothing to do with him. Fang nodded inscrutably: "Lead the way."

Meng Xing just entered the interior in such a nonchalant way, and climbed up the long winding stairs of Fenglou. Shen Zhongxuan and Xiao Tongbei were still in the lobby. Zhongxuan was very depressed, but suddenly he heard Xiao Tongbei cry Ask him: "Your name is Yuan Yuan?"

Shen Zhongxuan's lips trembled, and he said with anger: "My mother's nickname is just a nickname. The real name is Zhongxuan."

"It sounds good." Xiao Tong said sadly, after thinking for a while, as if he was afraid that he would misunderstand his meaning, he deliberately added, "Yuan Yuan."

Chong Xuan: "..."

I don't know if it was his delusion, Xiao Tongbei's gaze that was originally only on Meng Xing seemed to finally separate and rest on him after the sentence "Yuan Yuan". No. [-] in the rivers and lakes who eat fireworks has endless fun.

The Feng family entertained them very well, and they each served a cup of fragrant tea, and the beautiful maidservants who served them were not too glamorous, they were all gentle and knowledgeable, and they just stood aside quietly.

But Zhong Xuan didn't dare to forget, Meng Xing had gone up for an hour, and there was still no reply.

As soon as Meng Xingfu entered the Fenglou, he sensed that something was wrong, but the guards leading the way were still respectful and couldn't find any mistakes. They treated him sincerely as the young master of the Feng family - which meant that there was nothing wrong with Zhu Yin.

There are thirteen floors in Fenglou, and there is already a young man in scarlet clothes sitting on the top floor. The festive bright red wraps him up like a newlywed. Drunken Sword?

Young Master Feiyi is naturally Feng Qiong, with fair complexion, delicate features, and thin figure, he looks like a young man, which doesn't suit such bright colors, but looks like a young man in a party engulfed by fire.Feng Qiong stood waiting for him with a smile on his face, which was very pleasing to the eye. It could be seen that he was a well-educated young man, not like a Jianghu person, but like a young lady waiting to be married.

Meng Xing glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and saw that there was only a silver inlaid scarlet seal hanging on his waist, and thought: You should worship me.

Sure enough, Feng Qiong didn't care about trivial matters. Seeing him coming, she hurriedly pulled up her clothes and took a few steps, bowed to him, sincerely said: "Feng Qiong has seen my little uncle."

Meng Xing saw that there was a piece of rice paper spread out on his desk, which clearly covered the stamp pattern of the red seal on his waist, and he knew that this little brother knew the origin of the seal and knew that he was not the original owner. After playing for a while, he also smiled generously: "Mingzhou is a good place."

Feng Qiong has a pair of romantic phoenix eyes, and she is full of joy at the moment: "Qioner is flattered to be praised by my uncle. Uncle, sit here."

He purposely set aside a superior seat, and Meng Xing understood what he meant, this was to allow himself to sit in the superior position—he really became a little uncle.

"How old is Qiong'er?" Meng Xing glanced at him, probably seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as himself, but Feng Qiong lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Twenty-seven."

Meng Xing, who has just reached the weak crown: "..."

"Forget it, Pindao cut straight to the point." Meng Xing couldn't open his mouth to praise him, "Pindao has been assassinated recently, and I am very annoyed. Missing the family must be better than Pindao's lonely family..."

"Little uncle, you are being polite. No matter where you go, if you hold the seal of the Feng family, you are a member of the Feng family." Feng Qiong clinked the glasses slowly, put away her delicate and junior attitude, and said bluntly, " If my uncle is in need, Qiong'er will naturally go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, but my uncle doesn't visit the family for a long time, and when he comes, he asks his disciples to take their lives to find out information for you, which really chills everyone's heart."

Meng Xing gave an ambiguous "hmm" and asked, "How is your family doing?"

"Qiong'er is taking the liberty, it's not very good." Feng Qiong smiled lightly, "But the little uncle is back, maybe it will be all right."

Meng Xing had heard earlier that the Feng family had civil strife in recent years, and the power struggle was prevalent. This Feng Qiong was [-] years old, and although she was not inlaid with a gold seal, she also grabbed the territory of Mingzhou, which shows that she has some skills.

Although he didn't want to get involved in the Feng family's affairs, Feng Qiong had a clear attitude, and it was a good thing to be willing to negotiate - Feng Lin didn't know what was going on now, and who knew how far he got involved.

"So much trust in poor Taoist?" Meng Xing also laughed, "I'm afraid I will disappoint Qiong'er."

Feng Qiong pursed her lips and giggled, smiling like a flower, making Meng Xing's whole body go numb: "Young uncle, you are being polite. Back then, no one in Jianghu knew Shen Qing's name?"

Meng Xing thought, this is a threat.

You can't be a fake, then tell Zhu Yin's background and hand over the real Feng Chenqing.

"A pinch of loess, how can you care about your fame in life." Meng Xing shook his whisk, pretending to sigh sadly.

Feng Qiong, however, took it easy and took a brocade handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her temples: "Little uncle, you also know that the world has not been peaceful recently, and since that Bi Wu infinite Xiao went down the mountain with sorrow, no one in the world can compete with him, In Qiong'er's humble opinion, the only ones who can restrain him are probably you... and that drunken swordsman who has been hiding so deeply, have you woken up?"

Meng Xing: "..."

What's going on, why is everyone rushing at me? ?

"Meng Xing? A fake Taoist priest, just a bag of wine and meat." Meng Xing coughed lightly, "In the family, Qiong'er should be the head of the rookie?"

Sure enough, Feng Qiong frowned slightly, reluctantly said: "Qiong'er is weak, and her martial arts are not good, so she is not as good as brother Feng Lin."

Meng Xing thought nonsense, no matter how bad Feng Lin was, Meng Wubei had personally taught her for a few days. With his talent, even if he went back to Feng's house to walk horses and admire flowers and hug beauties every day, he would definitely be several times better than you, a young man.

"Forget it, if my uncle is not willing, Qiong'er wouldn't dare to force it." Feng Qiong let out a sigh as she stroked her chest pitifully, "Little uncle, Qiong'er still doesn't know why you are worried? "

Meng Xing was silent for a moment, then said, "Have Qiong'er heard of the Yangchuan merchant Shen's family?"