Jianling

Feng Qiong pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "I have heard that Yangchuan is poor, but the Shen family can make a name for themselves from there. Now in terms of private financial resources, the Shen family can soon catch up with our Jianghu family. All thanks In the early years of long-distance shopping, he was always robbed by bandits at first, but at some point, a female swordsman suddenly came to the Shen family—that female chivalrous woman with excellent martial arts, helped the Shen family to do business for several years, and the bandits didn't kill her. Dare to provoke again..."

Meng Xing said flatly: "Last month, the Shen family was slaughtered."

"What a pity." Feng Qiong was taken aback, then sighed, "Qioner must take this as a warning, and be careful."

As expected of a child of the Feng family.Meng Xing gritted his teeth secretly. He was willing to cooperate with the Feng family. He meant to help the Feng family regain the top ten seats and regain their prestige. He definitely did not want to interfere in the internal affairs of the Feng family. Don't dare to forget.

The best plan is still Feng Lin.

So Meng Xing shook his sleeves sideways, and said coldly: "The poor Taoist is an outsider, and he is beyond his reach. Qiong'er should do it on his own."

Feng Qiong lazily responded, and this young man who was playing with the brush washer slowly took out a brush from the brush washer, threw it violently, and thrust it into the ground three inches in front of Meng Xing. From time to time, the guards who were ambushing around quickly rushed up and surrounded Meng Xing.

Feng Qiong put down her pen and looked at Meng Xing, who was standing tall and motionless like a mountain in the hall, her judgment of Meng Xing was higher, so she then persuaded with a smile: "Little uncle doesn't like Qiong'er enough." Filial piety?"

This is the next step in the betting.

Meng Xing remained silent.

It's not that the benefits are not enough, but that he once swore to the young Feng Lin: "Meng Xing will never interfere with you."

It was only a year of ordinary spring, but the rivers and lakes were turbulent, and the first spring thunder exploded. Baopuzi was willing to open a mountain and set up an altar. Ten children aged 15 to [-] were registered disciples, and they went to the mountain to study for half a year.

No one dared to speculate on Baopuzi's intentions. The number one in the Jianghu has been hidden all year round, but he was able to protect Tong Beishan who kept Xiao Shuhua under house arrest. So far, no one has been able to take half a step. All he has heard is that Baopuzi has a cold and weird personality. I don't like to talk too much, so I guess he wants to eat boys and girls to cultivate immortals, otherwise why is he so benevolent all of a sudden?

But Baopuzi, who is lonely and weird, and who seems to like eating boys and girls, is suffering from headaches because his apprentice talks too much.

"Stop talking."

"You don't allow me to take revenge on Xiao Shuhua, don't allow me to go down the mountain, don't allow me to look at erotic pictures, and now you don't even allow me to speak! You, you are totally impure, you shouldn't practice Taoism, you are a monster !"

Meng Wubei was very tired, and finally raised his palm slowly. When Meng Xing thought he was going to give in and give him a high-five, he suddenly tapped his dumb acupoint, let out a sigh of relief at Meng Xing's astonished gaze, and lifted his clothes calmly Get up and walk away slowly.

So ten named disciples entered the mountain, named Xuewu, and they were actually companions of Meng Xing.

Among them, there is one person who is most favored by Meng Xing, whose surname is Feng and whose name is Feng Lin.

Feng Lin is a concubine, her status is not high, and even before Meng Wupei instructed her, her martial arts talent was not revealed.No matter what, Meng Xing couldn't imagine how he got in among these ten people, but Feng Lin was indeed very good at talking, and was very good at trickery, especially when talking with Meng Xing, she could get a little bit of the young Meng Xing's true feelings with a few words ——Meng Xing also believed that Feng Lin also entrusted her sincerity at that time.

Therefore, when Feng Lin mentioned that he would clean up the Feng family in the future, Meng Xing asked if he needed help, but Feng Lin just patted him on the shoulder and said with a big smile, "Ameng, just leave Fenggou asking for help!"

Meng Xing complied with his wishes, and smiled back: "Of course I am different from my master. I can't do things like destroying relatives righteously. Don't talk about cleaning up the Feng family, even if you clean up the Jianghu, I won't say much. Meng Xing Xingduan will not interfere with you in any way."

The oath of the past is still in my ears, and Feng Qiong's coercion and temptation are also in front of my eyes. Meng Xing took a deep breath, pressed his restless heart back to where it should be, and said quietly: "Qioner, the sea of ​​suffering has no limit, turn your head and see the shore."

"...Unexpectedly, my uncle has entered the Taoist school and still thinks about Buddhism." Feng Qiongfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled softly, and protruded a fat-skinned hand from his wide sleeve, Meng Xing shuddered, and even more Suspecting that this young man is a heroine disguised as a man, Feng Qiong ordered in a cold voice, "It seems that my uncle is unwilling to help Qiong'er settle this little trouble?"

Meng Xing's smile remained unchanged: "Actually, both Buddhism and Taoism are looking for a place of liberation. Qiong'er has worked so hard, why not go back to seclusion with the poor Taoist, and travel around the world, wouldn't it be fun?"

Feng Qiong snorted and said, "Qioner thanked my uncle for his concern. But my uncle defected decades ago, and the elders in the family are very concerned about it—forgive Qiong'er for being disrespectful, I want to invite my uncle back to my home!"

Meng Xing flicked the scabbard with a smile, and the Jushuang sword protruded an inch, the cold light flashed fiercely, showing murderous intent: "The poor don't like disobedient children the most, let alone you are already twenty-seven?"

Before Feng Qiong gave an order, there were two knocks on the closed hall door, and a gentle male voice sounded outside: "Brother Qiong, it's me."

Meng Xing wanted to act preemptively and kill him first, but Feng Qiong's face, which was originally just angry from embarrassment, suddenly turned into annoyed, and there was no interest in his delicate and handsome face, only hatred and anger. Qiong suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist, but quickly withdrew it, knowing that it was Feng Qiong who wanted to get rid of it quickly, but dared not strike.

No one in the hall dared to move.The person outside the hall seemed unaware of the situation, and the laughter was still calm: "Brother Qiong must be busy, don't worry, Shaoxia Xiao, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

Xiao Shaoxia?

Meng Xing's heart turned like lightning, and he guessed it instantly - Xiao Tongbei.

Xiao Tongbei is here, what about Shen Yuanyuan?Yuan Yuan alone?His mother's sword is so unique, and he made so many enemies back then, what would he do if he met someone from the Pichenmen, or an enemy from back then?

Meng Xing only felt that he was sweating like rain, and immediately drew his sword towards Feng Qiong, and said coldly, "Open the door."

Feng Qiong looked at the Zhuoshuang sword that was still a few feet away from her, but really believed that this sword could kill him in an instant - after all, the person holding the sword was Meng Xing.

It was the drunken sword Meng Xing who couldn't be guessed by the ninth aunt of Jianghu.

Because he never took the initiative to draw his sword, people in the Jianghu actually forgot that Baopuzi's temper back then was not considered good.

Baopuzi dared to protect a shouzhenjun who hated him to the bone and slashed mountains and rivers with his sword, making Tongbei Mountain a forbidden area from then on.

Meng Xing, his only direct disciple—how could he be so inferior?

Feng Qiong struggled endlessly, fearing that she would really die, but also feeling ashamed to submit like this.

As expected, the people outside the hall would follow their words, and seemed to be determined to solve his brother Qiong's worries and problems, and not to make him difficult. He only heard a slight knock at the door, and a half-inch sword edge protruded from the crack of the door, followed by a soft beep, and the sound of a gold nugget falling to the ground. Incomparably clear.

It was only then that Meng Xing remembered that the lock on the top floor of Fenglou was made of pure gold.

Famous swords in the world match heroes, and for a long-established swordsman, it is not difficult to pick off a golden lock.

Finally, regardless of the faces of the people in the hall, the gate opened slowly, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in white clothes rushed in first.Shen Zhongxuan saw the fierce and blatant Meng Xing in the hall at a glance, and hurriedly grabbed his waist with a few steps. Meng Xing was swayed by him, afraid of accidentally hurting the little apprentice, he quickly put away Jushuang, hugged him with one hand, and patted him with the other. Pat him on the head: "Why, so many people."

Shen Zhongxuan buried her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't see you for a while, you will be bullied."

Just now Meng Xing pointed his sword at Feng Qiong who was helpless: "?"

Meng Xing was extremely proud, thinking that his apprentice was really filial, so he agreed, "Isn't it? Look at that man up there, he dares to make people surround me."

Shen Zhongxuan sniffled, turned around and shouted angrily: "Senior Xiao, did you hear that!"

"..." Xiao Tongpei slowly drew his sword, and said, "I heard."

The red-clothed man who was still busy picking up the lock looked back helplessly and said, "Hey, Young Xia Xiao, this is different from what we agreed on earlier."

Feng Qiong didn't care about the master-student show, her eyes were fixed on the red-clothed man standing by the door.The man was wearing the Feng family robe, the crimson color was not inferior to Feng Qiong's clothes, but he was taller than Feng Qiong, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, the black girdle tightly tightened around the waistline, only hanging down from the middle On a piece of gold thread, there is a family seal - gold inlaid red seal.

If it is said that the Feng family's robes are dressed like a festive bridegroom, then Feng Qiong is probably a son of a rich family, but this man must have the courage of a prince.

Feng Qiong's teeth itch with hatred, but she couldn't get angry, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Lin, you dare to break the lock of Fenglou!?"

Feng Lin sighed lightly: "Brother Qiong, you forgot again. You and I can't afford to offend Bi Wuxian. If I don't break the golden lock, he will break in the door——Brother is really confused, and this debt is too much." It won't count."

Feng Qiong's expression changed slightly, and he secretly glanced at Xiao Tongbei.

Feng Lin was still smiling, and took out a token from her bosom: "Besides, this is the Patriarch's order."

In the history of the Feng family, there were only two disciples who received gold inlaid seals before reaching the weak crown, one was Feng Shenqing, and the other was named Feng Lin.

At this moment, Feng Lin took out the patriarch's decree, which was more noble than the inlaid gold seal, and the whole room was silent for a while, no one dared to doubt it.

The person who manages the house is like the head of the house.

Who dares to punish the head of the family for destroying a small golden lock?

"Ameng, as soon as I heard that it was you who was trapped, I rushed here without stopping. I just wanted to see you quickly, but you still told Shaoxia Xiao that I was going to kill you. When I first heard about it, I was very sad." It's very -- how fucking shameless are you?"

Meng Xing didn't move, and smiled slightly: "Of course I want it."

Feng Lin snorted softly, rolled her eyes at him, and smiled softly and kindly in the next moment: "Brother Qiong, look, Ah Meng is so shameless, and has never been timid to make trouble. There must be a misunderstanding, but why did Brother Qiong kill his siblings?"

The shameless and timid Meng Xing said, "Oh, I don't even know how poor I am."

Meng Xing originally thought Feng Qiong was disgusting, but when he saw Feng Lin this time, he realized that the Feng family might be talking about disgusting superiors—Feng Qiong's face change was much more monotonous than Feng Lin's, and Feng Lin's voice and emotion were so eloquent. , those who didn’t know really thought they were brothers from the same mother.

At least Xiao Tongbei really thought so.

Feng Qiong wasn't disgusted this time, she simply said, "Feng Lin, are you disgusting?"

Feng Lin rubbed her chest and wept: "Brother Qiong is still angry at me." The next moment she put away her joking expression, gave him a condescending look, and mocked, "Feng Qiong, don't say kidnapping Ameng to help you, you are kidnapping Even if it is infinite, the mud cannot support the wall."