Jianling

When Daoist Qing Zheng walked to Qiongtai Temple, a group of white-clothed Shengxue disciples followed behind him. The girl at the head was different, she was dressed alone in light yellow, and she was the most flattering among the disciples who were full of expectations. At first glance, it was the guy who led the riots, but Qing Zhengdao couldn't take her for a while, so he could only look at her dumbfounded.

When Chu Wanzhen finally saw Daojun turn around, she was almost moved to tears, and immediately put on a hundred thousand percent sincerity, and walked forward with a playful smile: "Master Zeng, are you willing to agree?"

Daoist Qingzheng was relieved physically and mentally by her calling "Master Zeng". In the past three years, although Meng Xing took two apprentices to live in Bichenmen, he has been unwilling to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan. Fate is her destiny, she has nothing to do with those two people at all, but Chu Wanzhen is born with acquaintance, on the surface he follows Meng Xing with awe-inspiring righteousness, and in private, his mouth is very sweet, even Qing Zhengdao, who is so unsociable, is caught by her sweet words Coaxed dizzy, can't love to hate.

But this time the matter is no small matter, to bring so many disciples down the mountain to watch the lanterns?It never made sense.

"Promise what? What nonsense." Daoist Qingzheng frowned, reached out and tapped her forehead, "Two years ago you sneaked down the mountain privately, and the poor Taoist has already opened the door. This year, you want to bring so many disciples. Going down, wouldn’t it be a mess? Let your master know, and it must be blamed for not being optimistic about you.”

Chu Wanzhen grabbed her hand with a smile, her eyes sparkled: "Master won't know, really, as long as you keep Shen Shenxuan from it, master won't know anything."

Daoist Qing Zheng had no choice but to ask, "Help Chongxuan? Who can hide it?"

"Oh, he only knows how to practice martial arts, but he doesn't know anything." Chu Wanzhen paused, and then added resentfully, "Oh, he can still act like a baby with Master, but he will."

Daoist Qing Zheng couldn't stop laughing, pinching her nose: "Then you look back?"

Chu Wanzhen has been acting coquettishly with her, completely oblivious to the fact that the disciples surrounded by her have spontaneously parted from the two sides, leaving a long and moderately wide road, and at the end of the road is Chong Xuan who is holding a sword and sneering.

Before Chu Wanzhen could turn around completely, Zhong Xuan had already said, "Your Highness, Junior Sister, are you pestering Daojun for candy again?"

Chu Wanzhen secretly rolled her eyes with sincere emotion, but when she turned her head, she spread a bright and flowery smile: "Who am I talking about? —Master—brother—ah!”

Zhong Xuan's smile was also impeccable: "Your highness, Junior Sister, hasn't answered Caomin's question yet?"

Chu Wanzhen smiled and said, "Call me Senior Sister."

Shen Zhongxuan's eyebrows and eyes curved: "Your Highness, Junior Sister."

Chu Wanzhen laughed until her teeth chattered: "My dear Yuanyuan, ask my senior sister to give you candy."

Shen Zhongxuan took out a handful of candy from his arms: "My good junior sister, I knew you were hungry."

A moment later, there was a sound of surprise in Qiongtai Temple, Qing Zheng Daojun swiftly drew his sword and stopped between the two of them, and on the left and right of her were the long swords of Zhong Xuan and Chu Wanzhen.

"It's a draw, don't quarrel." Daoist Qing Zheng has nothing to do with these two, but Meng Xing is not in the mountains at this time, and she often feels that the task of mediating the brothers and sisters of the same school or brothers and sisters is far more important than guarding Bi. Dust Gate is even more difficult, "Everyone calm down for a while, okay?"

Shen Zhongxuan was the first to withdraw his sword, with a warm smile like a spring breeze: "Master's family is unlucky, and Daojun laughed."

Chu Wan really suspected that the sword Shen Chongxuan retracted was dancing in the scabbard, or else there was some hidden weapon secretly hidden in that unclosable mouth that tried to assassinate the emperor's heir.

But as a senior sister, she has great tolerance. To deal with such a naughty junior, it is indeed insulting to be polite, so Chu Wanzhen smiled slightly, and punched Shen Chongxuan's unparalleled and unparalleled face: "—— Zhongxuan, you are going to die!"

Daoist Qing Zheng really couldn't reconcile the two of them, so in the end he could only lead a group of disciples to forcibly pull away the two who were fighting endlessly with fists, kicks and kicks, then tied up two rice dumplings with hemp rope, threw them all into the firewood room, and waited for Meng Xing Lost.

However, Meng Xing didn't return all night. The next morning, after his disciples delivered the meal, he hurried to see Qing Zheng, and vividly described the tooth marks on Zhong Xuan's face to her, which proved that Chu Wanzhen had good teeth.

Daoist Qing Zheng was angry and laughed, and personally stuffed Chu Wanzhen's mouth with a cloth, so the whole day in the firewood room was only the heavy chattering of the "Qing Jing Jing" and Chu Wanzhen's annoyed howling.

In the end, the two of them tied their hands and feet and gagged their mouths. The firewood room was silent all night, and everyone on and off Pichen Mountain was finally happy and had a good night's sleep.

In the middle of the night, Chu Wanzhen was having a sweet dream, Shen Zhongxuan was still awake, and he was silently playing Jianling in his mind, when he suddenly heard the sound of a firewood door switch, Qing Zheng Daojun walked in, and found the girl who was nesting in the corner under the pale moonlight. Zhongxuan sighed lightly, and waved his hand to him, Zhongxuan really blinked at her, then loosened the rope in his hand, took off the cloth in his mouth, poohed twice silently, and tiptoedly followed Qing Zheng went out.

Daoist Qingzheng led him to an open space, and then he began to reprimand him: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Zhong Xuan nodded neither humble nor overbearing: "Understood."

Daoist Qing Zheng saw his attitude and knew it was perfunctory, but Chong Xuan has always been so sincere to admit his mistakes and never repent. Fortunately, he knew the severity of the attack. The two of them fought violently. In fact, Chu Wanzhen had almost no minor injuries. It's not like Chu Wan really beat Chongxuan, that's punching to the flesh, and even the tooth marks on Zhongxuan's face haven't subsided after a day.

"This is a letter from your master." Daoist Qing Zheng looked at him for a moment, and asked himself if he was not capable of reasoning with him, so he cut to the chase and handed him an unopened letter.

Zhong Xuan opened the envelope with kindness, and the handwriting on the letter paper was indeed written by Meng Xing:

"Yuan Yuan personally. My teacher has been secretly investigating Yan Huansheng's whereabouts in Yundu recently, and found that the sisters and brothers of the Wen family are indeed beautiful. Although they are slightly inferior to my teacher, they are humble as a teacher, so Yuan Yuan will be a thousand years later. Don't forget, don't claim to be beautiful as a teacher in front of others, and only say that you are three times more beautiful than Wen's siblings when you meet people.

In addition, Yan Huansheng's Duanxiu seems real or fake, but he has been confused by his teacher for three years. If he really is Duanxiu, why did he turn a blind eye to his teacher's appearance? fear.But because he has a lot to do with Feng Lang, he has to worry about being a teacher. One is for Yuan Yuan's wish, the other is for Yuan Yuan's wish, and the third is for Yuan Yuan's wish. The teacher's concern for Yan Huansheng has nothing to do with Feng Lin.

Yan Huansheng has been missing for three years, and it has only recently been reported that he will stay in Yundu for a few days as a teacher. Worried, when the time comes, the teacher will come back naturally.

I don't know where to start with the rest of the thousands of words, so stop talking!Take care of your highness, junior sister, and don't provoke her to demolish the house again. "

Zhongxuan finished reading, folded the letter carefully, and kept his face calm. After finishing the letter, he bowed his hands to Qing Zheng Taoist, went back to the firewood room without any regrets, tied his wrists consciously, and fell asleep with his eyes closed. .

They stayed in Bichen Mountain for three years. The world knows that Meng Xing and Pichenmen are inextricably linked. They just wait for the day when Meng Xing recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan. .

It's a pity that although Taoist Qingzheng couldn't get what he wanted, Meng Xing was innocent and had no wrong thoughts. He even looked at the head of the sect with fear and retreated. Until the world no longer remembers the horizontal strokes and vertical strokes of the three characters "Drinking Sword".

In the past three years, Meng Xing has never given up on the investigation of Yan Huansheng, but since Yan Huansheng had a farewell trial at the sword test, he seemed to disappear out of thin air, and even the news about "Feng Lang" disappeared immediately.But Feng Lin kept secret about the Shen family's case, and Meng Xing tried other methods, but unfortunately, even the Futu disciples sent by Chu Wanzhen couldn't find the murderer back then, and in the end, there was really only Feng Lin, who had an ambiguous position, who was still open. possible.

Shen Zhongxuan's swordsmanship has become more and more profound now. Although there is still a big gap compared with Meng Xing, but with the magic of the Bichen Sword Art itself, and his internal strength that is much higher than his peers, he is already worthy of being able to compete in the Qing Dynasty. After going through a few tricks, he has grown a lot compared to the heavy Xuan who was helpless under Shi Lian's hands back then.

In the end, the Diansu Sword was sent into the furnace by himself in accordance with the rules of selling the dead sword of the Pichenmen. Meng Xing then somehow conjured a sword that looked exactly like the Drunken Sword, counting it as a bestowed sword. He simply took this one and practiced hard day after day to learn the spirit, getting up early and going to bed late, three points harder than the most assiduous disciple of the Pichen sect.

And Chu Wanzhen is worthy of her reputation as the number one beauty in her early years, she is indeed bright and charming, even though she is only wearing a light robe, she does not have a heroic appearance.Shen Chongxuan personally firmly believes that this face and the royal family background are all that Chu Wan really relies on, and if there is anything missing, he will have to chop it off everywhere to find heads.

It's a pity that he was so fascinated by Meng Xing's disaster-like face a few years ago, and a few years later, he still can't bear to do anything because Chu Wanzhen is really good-looking.

Zhong Xuan thinks that he should reflect on whether his judgment of beauty is too superficial.

It was broad daylight when Chu Wanzhen woke up, and Shen Shenxuan sat beside her with her back straight and closed her eyes, meditating quietly. There was nothing stuffed in her mouth. She turned around and bumped into him, Shen Zhongxuan ignored her, Chu Wanzhen shook her head at him, this time Zhongxuan finally stopped ignoring her, and asked: "Are you hungry?"

Chu Wan really wanted to paste the cloth in her mouth and her saliva on Shen Chongxuan's face.

Fortunately, Shen Chongxuan was more conscientious this morning, so he put it away when he saw something good, leaned forward and bit the cloth in her mouth, then leaned back, tore off the cloth ball neatly, and poohed on the ground.

Chu Wanzhen was gagged for a whole day and night, and she only felt her jaw sore, but this couldn't stop her from swearing: "I'm going to eat you raw even if I'm hungry!"

Zhong Xuan lacked interest: "Whatever you say is what you say."

"Huh?" Chu Wanzhen saw that he was in a bad mood, and immediately remembered her identity as a confidant senior sister, and said with concern, "You look tired, why, are you a beauty who secretly dreamed all night?"

Shen Zhongxuan felt that she was gradually turning towards his own eyes, and immediately crossed his legs: "Your Highness, Junior Sister, has a heart."

"This is what a senior sister should do." Chu Wanzhen looked at him with a smile, "It's okay, dreaming of a beauty means that you have grown up and are no longer the master's little follower. This is very good, and don't pester you anymore Master, every day when the senior sister is not paying attention, he is lonely and widowed with the master, what kind of dignity is this?"

Shen Zhongxuan also returned a smile with a smile: "Your Majesty, Junior Sister, is also a big girl. Not only is she not the same age as Master, but she also plays and fights with her senior brother. This is the only way to damage the reputation of the girl's family. It must be done."

"It's really better to listen to your words than ten years of reading." Chu Wanzhen's forehead was twitching, and the smile on his face was even wider. "This hall really wants to play with you, junior brother. I don't know if junior brother dares to die or not?"

Shen Zhongxuan shyly withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and said: "Your Majesty is not aware of it, senior brother must be conscious. If you are hungry, drink some wind first. You are welcome, senior brother please."

Chu Wanzhen had had enough of the wind, so she also closed her eyes like him, and also began to silently perform sword skills, stabbing Shen Zhongxuan's vitals with every sword in her heart, lest she would not be able to kill him so that he would not be worthy of reincarnation in the next life.

The author has something to say: This is the last volume, one step closer to the distant ending, and I really like the interaction between these two, who would have guessed that such a childish Yuanyuan child is also worthy of being 1.