Rivers and Lakes Records

"I'm wronged, I really didn't say anything this time." Feng Ji said: "Besides, you don't seem to use the word 'you' properly, when did I go to tease others?"

Xiao Lang thought, you used to tease others a lot when you were young.

"I guess, you neither admit it nor deny it, and lead Mingtong into your trap." Xiao Lang said indifferently: "In this way, even if he understands the truth in the future and comes to settle accounts with you, You can also get rid of this matter."

Feng Ji covered his heart and said: "Xiao Lang, you broke my heart when you said this. If I hadn't been in a hurry to rescue you, how could I have come up with such an idea?"

You obviously want to keep teasing because you see people's reactions are amusing.Xiao Lang sighed and said: "Don't bully him so much, Senior Lu was kind to me, now that he has passed away, I should help Lu Mingtong with this kindness."

Feng Ji said: "Are you going to help him deal with his own brother? Hey, I'm really heartbroken."

Xiao Lang had long been used to his way of speaking, so he didn't talk to him, and said lightly: "No matter what, he also made great efforts in helping to find me. Speaking of which, we still owe him a big favor."

"That's right, if it wasn't for that kid who suddenly let you out, the credit would indeed be on Lu Mingtong's head." Feng Ji said, "You don't have to worry about this, I know how to repay him."

Xiao Lang wondered, "Oh?"

"I was in a hurry when I came here, and I forgot to tell you something interesting." Feng Ji straightened his expression, and revealed all the entanglements between him and Lu Mingtong: "I thought it was a counterfeit, but I didn't expect Allah to accidentally break it. brain."

After listening to the whole process, Xiao Lang was a little scared and said: "Then you dare to act rashly? If he really fights you to the death, I think I will not only deal with the martial arts conference after I come out, but also take care of your mess."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Caring is messy, so, I am deeply in love with Xiao Daxia. Xiao Daxia, are you moved?"

Xiao Lang ignored his question and said: "The matter of his memory loss, who else knows except you and me?"

"There are also those subordinates around him." Feng Ji said: "I don't know how their Lu family's news is blocked, if someone leaks the news, it will cause chaos in the world."

His tone was full of malicious intentions of watching the excitement, Xiao Lang pondered: "Nowadays there are many people who are eyeing him, and the position of Fengyun Envoy can no longer make mistakes. Fortunately, you are beside him during the meeting , Fengyunlu should be fine. After the conference, help him go to Bailing Valley to seek medical treatment. I remember that you have a close relationship with brother Duan. With this help, the grievances between you can be settled."

After hearing his words, Feng Ji clapped his hands in a leisurely manner, teasingly said: "It's really thoughtful, he looks like a superior." He stood up, straightened his robe, and said, "I'll ask you the last question. Once again, you are determined to take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance."

The hand beside him tightened, Xiao Lang said in a low voice: "Yes."

"Brother, you know I have no choice."

"Explain what to me." Feng Ji chuckled lightly, shook his fan and said, "I just think that the martial arts alliance has many rules and there are more people who are full of righteousness and doing nothing. If I sit in this position, I will be punished by those stubborn donkeys in the future." Fate to death. But you have taken a fancy to this position, so I can only take it for you."

After Lu Mingtong returned to his room, he drank a large cup of cold tea to dissipate the heat from his cheeks.

Seeing that he was pouring cold tea as soon as he returned to his room, Lu Douya didn't dare to stop him or ask, so he could only remind him tremblingly: "Master, slow down, be careful not to hurt your stomach."

Lu Mingtong waved his hand and asked, "I went to watch the martial arts arena today, what do you think?"

Lu Douya thought for a while, and said in a straightforward manner: "The venue is large enough to seat many people. The martial arts arena is too high, and people who don't know martial arts can't get up there. The appearance of the sword is absolutely amazing...Oh, by the way, young master, where was I when the conference was held?"

Lu Mingtong said: "I have already greeted the leader, and the maid serving tea and water behind me will be replaced by you. I don't feel at ease if there are outsiders around."

"Okay!" Lu Douya said excitedly, "Young Master, I'm so excited. In the previous martial arts conferences, I always sat under the stage. How could I stand at a place with such a good view? Then the viewing platform can be compared to the martial arts stage. I can see the scene clearly, ha, I can show off when I go back..."

He chattered, but Lu Mingtong's heart flew away.

It was only a few days before the meeting, and he still had a feeling of unreality.It was Xu's first time to come to such a grand place alone, without Lu Yuanshan's protection, he was still a little timid.

He still has amnesia, and he doesn't even recognize the person, so what if he recognizes the wrong person?Lu Mingtong wished he could go out and find a medicine that could make his voice hoarse, so that he wouldn't communicate with others.

While he was restless, there was a regular knock on the door.

Lu Douya paused, "Who?"

Feng Ji's voice came: "It's me."

Lu Douya glanced at Lu Mingtong's eyes, and went to open the door.

Feng Ji put a light blue vial on the table: "This is Bailing Valley's medicine for reducing blood stasis. Didn't you say that your waist fell? You have to sit for a day when the martial arts conference starts. Use this. When the time comes You don’t have to suffer so much.”

Lu Mingtong took the medicine bottle in a daze: "Thank you..." He asked, "Where is Xiao Xia?"

Feng Ji said: "I let him rest first."

Lu Ming said in a childlike heart, in front of the conference, it is indeed necessary to be more restrained.He thought of something, and said: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how did Xiao Daxia escape? Ping'an Mausoleum is not close to here, how did you come back in such a short time?"

Feng Ji said innocently: "Didn't Xiao Lang explain it to you guys, he is practicing in seclusion, and the martial arts conference is about to start, so he came naturally."

If you use this reason to fool him, you really think he is a fool.Lu Mingtong pouted, feeling unhappy again.Since Feng Ji refused to tell the truth, he was in a bad mood right now, so he simply kept silent, intending to use silence to invite him away.

But Feng Ji was not embarrassed, and said to himself: "I asked Feng Xiao to send a letter to Bailing Valley. The owner of the valley traveled around to do good things some time ago. The first disciple of Bailing Valley has a good relationship with me. After the martial arts conference is over, I will Take you to find him."

Only then did Lu Mingtong remember that he once said that he would find a way to heal his head for himself. If he hadn't mentioned it today, Lu Mingtong might have forgotten it.

"Your memory is damaged, so it's inconvenient to do anything. For the next few days, you should rest indoors." After speaking, Feng Ji got up and left gracefully: "I still have something important to do, see you later."

After saying this, he really disappeared for several days without showing up, but Xiao Lang, since he came back, has become the busiest person in the entire martial arts league, never touching the ground, Lu Mingtong looked at him who was hugging him The scene made me feel sad, thinking about the past two days, apart from Feng Ji being able to walk side by side with Xiao Lang without shyness in front of him, there is probably no suitable reason for the two of them to be close to each other.

What's more, Xiao Lang is going to be the leader of the alliance in the future, and the whole world is watching closely, can Feng Ji handle it?Or do they only have private meetings every time they meet?Thinking about it this way, even though he didn't see Feng Ji, it doesn't mean that Xiao Lang didn't see him. He came in and out so many times a day, so he couldn't be sure which time he went to meet an appointment?

Think about the future leader of the martial arts alliance, who returns to his room after dealing with the affairs of the alliance every day, secretly holding each other's hands with his sweetheart...

Lu Mingtong took pleasure in guessing where the two of them had progressed every day, laughing while practicing calligraphy.Lu Douya was in a cold sweat watching from the side, and asked Lu Jiutian in a low voice: "The young master is not stimulated, why is there something wrong with me?"

Lu Jiutian pursed his lips: "It's probably because of the conference. The pressure is too great. You should be considerate and considerate to him. I won't be able to go on stage then, so be smart."

In order not to deal with unnecessary people, Lu Mingtong put aside distracting thoughts, locked himself in the room, and practiced calligraphy and painting every day.Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when the martial arts conference started.

In order to avoid the situation of being blocked by a sea of ​​people like last time, Lu Mingtong and Song Fengqing and his party went in through the side door of the venue early in the morning and sat down on the viewing platform.

More than half of the people in the audience have already entered one after another, and those who saw the identity of the person on the stage waved to the other party.There were also those who didn't know anyone at all, and waved their hands blindly just to join in the fun, but everyone knew who the one sitting in the middle was. Suddenly, the field was full of shouts from the supporters of Leader Song.

So many people came in, and the seats around him were still empty, Lu Mingtong couldn't help wondering, what was the important thing Feng Ji said last time, why hasn't he come yet?

After a stick of incense, an old woman in a gray Taoist robe came over with a heavy expression on her face.

Lu Douya explained softly from behind: "It's Jianxi's meditation teacher, this time one of the judges."

Mrs. Jing Jing frowned and stopped in front of Lu Mingtong, asking him condescendingly.

Lu Mingtong's throat tightened, he stood up and said politely, "Meditation Master is very kind."

Mrs. Jingxin still frowned and said nothing, Lu Mingtong saw her fierce look, and didn't know where he provoked her: "Ms. Jingxin?"

The meditator was too motionless.

-But this teacher is too old and her ears are not very good. Even if you yell in her ear that you have amnesia, she can't hear clearly.

Lu Mingtong suddenly recalled what Feng Ji said before, at that time he only thought that this person was joking with him, now it seems...could it be true?

Lu Mingtong sideways picked up a piece of paper, scribbled down a few words, and threw it in front of Mrs. Jingxin——

Lu Douya leaned over and glanced at it, and saw that it was written on it: 'Meditation Master is too good'.

Mrs. Jingxin, who was expressionless just now, seemed to have changed her face instantly after seeing these words, showing a kind smile, nodded to him, and said in a voice that she thought was very small: "Fengyun envoy The words are well written."

Lu Mingtong shivered in fright at her almost roaring praise, nodded and sat down silently wringing his fingers.

Someone at the side heard the movement and began to chatter and discuss.

"Emissary Fengyun, is he a newcomer? He's so young."

"Of course, isn't Wan Biweng dead? The Fengyun Envoy will naturally be inherited by his only son."

"Looking so small, can you take on a big responsibility? Fengyunlu is not joking, the whole world is watching."

"What's wrong with being young! Didn't Daxia Xiao only be twenty when he became famous in the first battle of the martial arts conference, don't look down on people!"

"I do not have……"

Lu Mingtong ignored those voices, calmed down and touched the rice paper in front of him.

It's definitely possible, what my father can do, I can definitely do it...

After another incense stick of time, the vacant seats in the arena were almost filled, and the three judges around him also sat in their own seats, only the one closest to him remained, and the owner did not appear for a long time.

Lu Mingtong secretly worried, where did Feng Jiren go?

Suddenly a clear cry came from the sky, and the audience's attention was instantly diverted: "What sound?"

"I just heard that too!"

"It seems to be a phoenix, it's the voice of a phoenix!"

"Hey, have you ever heard the phoenix call?"

As if to prove that what the man said was true, when everyone was about to quiet down, the chirping sounded again.

The fine hairs on Lu Mingtong's arms stood up, swaying happily with the breeze.This sound is indeed very similar to the phoenix cry described in the book. Could it be that there is some auspicious person hidden in the field, which makes the phoenix come to join in the fun?

Just as everyone was chattering, the tweet increased in volume and rushed into the sky.

Lu Mingtong raised his head in the direction of the sound, and in a trance, he saw something round falling from the air and landed directly next to him. Before he could react, the thing had already rolled around on the spot, bang exploded.

There is an ambush!

Lu Mingtong immediately knelt down with his head in his hands.His eyes were closed tightly, and his body trembled slightly because of the tension, but the explosion and fluctuations he imagined did not happen, and the scene was quiet. Lu Mingtong opened his eyes belatedly, and saw a strange crowd around him. The bright red mist trembled slightly in the air, and one could barely see the outline of a person.The effect of the mist was not long, it only lasted for a short while in the air, and then dissipated with the wind without a trace, leaving no trace at all.

And Feng Ji appeared at the place where the red mist disappeared at some time, standing with his hands behind his back and smiling.

After a moment of silence, the audience applauded thunderously.