Master, are you married?

It's been a bit weird these days.

Jing Miao is usually not the kind of person who is very curious, but when all the disciples looked at him recently, there was both the anger of the same enemy and an inexplicable sympathy.Even Yu Simeng was the same, but her performance was a little more obvious - she went down the mountain and cut off the heads of many monsters and brought them back.

Something must have happened, but he was the only one who didn't know.

"Liu Jing."

Jing Miao closed the scroll, frowned slightly and asked, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

Liu Jing, who was caught, looked at him with a bitter face, hesitated for a while, finally came up with a reason, and stammered: "Master...you...your complexion today seems...seems pretty good. "He covered his face with the scroll the whole time, he is really a person who can't even lie.

"Really?" Jing Miao gently put down the scroll, and said calmly, "I think there is something wrong with everyone these few days, did something happen during the time I went out to collect herbs, I don't know? "

"No!" Liu Jing took two steps back, shook his head suddenly and said, "Uncle Shi, nothing happened when you were collecting medicine!"

Jing Miao sighed, and said lightly: "Sure enough, something happened." When he looked again, Liu Jing had already quickly climbed up the ladder, hidden among the stars, and could not be found again.

No matter who the head is, Jing Miao is not a person who likes to trouble others, but what happened this time is really strange, he is not in the mood to know many things, but it doesn't mean he likes to be kept secret.Since no one is willing to speak, he will find someone who is willing to speak.

This person is Feng Jingling.

Feng Jingling is different from everyone else, he does one thing, right or wrong, if he also thinks that Jing Miao shouldn't know, then Jing Miao doesn't plan to know, but if it has something to do with Jing Miao , most of the time, Feng Jingling would never hide it from him.

Where Feng Jingling lived in the past, he still lives there now. There are obviously many people in Guyan Peak, but there is still no sound.Both Ziyun Peak and Guyan Peak have a sense of tranquility, but Ziyun Peak is lonely, while Guyan Peak is tranquil.

Feng Jing was playing the piano, and Hei Jing was sitting on the ground, with feathers hanging down, gently pecking at the smaller white peacock beside him, unable to tell whether it was intimacy or coquettishness.

Jing Miao climbed the Guyan Peak, but did not disturb Feng Jing to listen to the piano. After listening for a long time, he thought blankly: Brother Feng playing the piano is really ugly, maybe playing cotton would sound better...

But the black mirror and the white peacock showed very intoxicated expressions.

If it wasn't for the difference in aesthetics between humans and birds, then Jing Miao could only think that the two peacocks in Hei Jing had completely different senses of deformity.

Soon, this torture was over, Feng Jingling gently retracted his hand, he didn't seem to be very surprised by Jing Miao's arrival, nor did he panic at all.With the entire Tianjianzong watching Jing Miao sympathetically, his rare calm almost moved Jing Miao to the point of crying.

"Senior brother." Jing Miao sat cross-legged on the futon opposite Feng Jingling, the black mirror looked at him several times, and finally figured out who he was, and put her head on the white peacock nonchalantly.

"You're here at last." Feng Jingling said calmly, with her usual expression, "You should know about this, but I don't know why, the elders and uncles think you shouldn't know about it."

Jing Miao was almost confused: "What is it?"

"Wangchuan has come to issue a letter of challenge." When Feng Jingling said this great news, her expression was still calm, as if she was announcing her homework for tonight, "They want you to come to Wangchuan Go to the border, or there will be war."

Jing Miao's expression suddenly became strange, he was silent for a long time, and asked thoughtfully: "It doesn't sound like a request for marriage."

"It's really not." Feng Jingling's fingers lightly plucked the strings, and a subtle emotion suddenly appeared on that almost unwavering face, "They are just begging for someone, not Express the desire to marry."

"What about the ending?" Jing Miao whispered, "You refused?"

Feng Jingling nodded and said: "Reverend Songwu was very angry. He said that although you are useless, you are the master of Ziyun Peak of Tianjianzong, and you will never let others bully you, so you fought with the messenger. Then The man is very powerful, Master Songwu can't even beat him."

This is really... I really don't know whether to be grateful or embarrassed.

"Thank you Master Songwu for me." Jing Miao said with a wry smile, "Then what happened next?"

"Xu Huazi was also with him, and it was barely a tie." Feng Jingling shook her head slightly and said, "But I can see clearly that if the opponent is really ruthless, Xu Huazi and Song Wu will not be able to stop him, but the people in the Wangchuan world are good Amazing, a random messenger can be so advanced."

Jing Miao thoughtfully said, "So are the two broken fairy statues at the gate?"

"Yes, they broke it." Feng Jingling nodded.

"Can I read the letter?" Jing Miao asked.Since Wangchuanjie has been controlled by Xie Dao, it is very likely that this letter was sent by him, but why send a letter that provokes a war?Although Xie Dao after being enchanted is a little naive, he is by no means stupid.

Unless he doesn't care, but since he doesn't care, why send this letter.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jingling shook her head, frowned and said, "When Song Wu saw it, he shouted that it was unreasonable, and tore up the letter. I also think that he is humiliating you." He didn't speak coldly Not hot, not terribly angry, just bland and utterly heartless.

Jing Miao sat cross-legged quietly, his expression suddenly revealed an indescribable heartbreak, and said in a low voice: "Brother, tell me, Master, does he hate me very much, so he wants to send such a letter Humiliate me? He had, and did have reason to hate me."

"If he only reads letters, he will never hate you." Feng Jingling said indifferently, "He just doesn't care about you, otherwise, he wouldn't treat you like a commodity."

Looking at Feng Jingling's expressionless face, Jing Miao felt as if she had been stabbed severely in the heart, but for no reason there was a feeling of dumbfounding.

"Brother, if Wang Chuanjie really calls, what should we do?" Jing Miao asked.

"Then let's go to war." Feng Jingling's eyes are like two cold stars, and her words don't make people feel like she's playing tricks, but they don't seem to be talking about important matters, but the gossip seems ordinary, " What's the point of asking, if someone bullies you, you will naturally bully him back."

This doesn't sound like a cultivator at all.

Jing Miao's heart tightened, and she felt as if she had implicated Tian Jianzong, so she couldn't help but feel depressed: "I knew... I knew... I would not go to Wangchuanjie. It won't happen."

He was indeed so heartbroken that he even said what he regretted. No matter how sad he was in the past, he never regretted it.

"Without you, there would be others." Feng Jingling said, "Why bother to blame yourself? Find thousands of reasons. The desires you breed are all just excuses. People who should die will eventually die, and they should come Destiny will come after all, and this matter is just a process."

Having finished speaking, Feng Jingling closed his eyes and played the piano again, this time he did not saw wood again, the sound of the piano was melodious, but it seemed to contain sadness.

"Brother, are you sad too? This song sounds so sad." After listening to it for a while, Jing Miao almost shed tears.

"No." Feng Jingling shook her head and said, "You feel sad because you are sad, and it has nothing to do with me."

He spoke so ruthlessly, Jing Miao suddenly didn't know how to respond, so she just nodded dully, feeling even more sad.Some people are sad and hope to be comforted by others, some people are sad but don't want to be seen by others, Jing Miao is the latter, he slowly stood up, and said calmly: "Brother, I still have some things to do, let's go first. "

Feng Jingling did not respond.

Jing Miao went back to Ziyun Peak, and Yu Simeng was cleaning the fur by the pool with a Kui beast. She smiled happily. Only then did he speak.

"Simeng, you're here."

"Brother!"

Yu Simeng stood up happily, and with a smile, she stretched out her hand, and Jing Miao saw a long, crystal-clear tendon on her fingertips. The long tendon was like crystal, but there was a flash of thunder. Between her swings, it was like a muffled thunder, extremely powerful.

"Look, does this look good?"

Jing Miao smiled slightly and said, "It looks good, what are you using it for?"

"Senior brother looks good swinging the whip, I want one too." Yu Simeng pulled Jing Miao and sat down by the pool together. She was still around [-] years old, and she gently rested her head on Jing Miao's shoulder , He giggled and said, "Although I'm the worst at learning the whip, even if it's just pinned around my waist, I still feel very imposing. Maybe I can use it to tie people up in the future."

"You." Jing Miao said dotingly.

Yu Simeng hugged Jing Miao's arm, leaned against his shoulder and rubbed it lightly twice, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Brother, do you have any herbs you want to pick these days? Do you want to go for a walk?" Place? Don’t be bored on the mountain all the time, there are a lot of interesting things down the mountain, there are sugar figurines, dough cakes, all kinds of delicious food..."

"What's wrong?" Jing Miao sighed in her heart, stretched out her hand to hug Yu Simeng, pretending to be ignorant of everything, "Senior brother has been staying here, hasn't he always been fine? What happened?"

"No!" Yu Simeng shook her head hurriedly to deny, "I just think it's too boring to stay here all the time. Senior brother, don't you have several friends? Why don't you go to a party with them? Don't they think so?" Not happy?"

Yu Simeng looked up at Jing Miao and said, "Brother, Simeng really hopes you are happy."

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