I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

After Hu Yao finished speaking, she thought that Hu Yibai would be as dumbfounded as he was, but unexpectedly, he was unusually calm, sitting on the stone, and just let out a faint oh.

Hu Yao thought he didn't understand, so he repeated it again: "Qiu Yeyang is already plotting to usurp the throne, not only has he arranged forces in the sect, but also sent flying letters to ask many sects to help him, just wait On the day of the sword test meeting, the inside and outside cooperated to force the suzerain to step down! I said, why are you not surprised at all?!"

Hu Yibai raised his eyelids: "Do you think if I'm surprised, I'll let you stare at Jinglan Palace in advance?"

"..." Hu Yao realized later, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

If Hu Yibai didn't think there was something wrong with Qiu Yeyang in advance, why would he let him stare at Jing Landian, and he would have no way of knowing such horrific news.

Hu Yibai: "Besides this, is there anything else?"

Hu Yao thought for a while, "What's more, it's a little strange that he used almost all the disciples of Jinglan Hall in this operation, but he didn't let two people participate. One was his first disciple Qing Fan, and the other One is Long Chiyu. You just say he can't trust Qingfan, but Long Chiyu was almost raised by him, so why can't he trust it?"

Hu Yibai chuckled softly: "Senior Brother Qing has always been cautious in doing things. If he finds out about this, he may not necessarily be betrayed, but he will certainly not join forces with him. It is better not to tell him directly. As for Long Chiyu, I guess It's Qiu Yeyang who didn't want to drag him into the water, after all, he is the young master of Longshengmen, even if the plot fails this time, it won't implicate Longshengmen."

Hearing what he said, Hu Yao couldn't help sighing: "Qiu Yeyang is cruel and mean, but he is really kind to Long Chiyu."

If it wasn't for the accurate news that Long Chiyu was the son of the previous head of the Longsheng Sect, one would have doubted whether it was his son.

It seems that Hu Yao has no other news except that Qiu Yeyang conspired to usurp the throne.

Moreover, it is only superficial at present, and only knows the general trend of Jinglan Palace, but the specific measures and plans are completely unknown.

After all, the matter is very important, Qiu Yeyang is not a fool, how could he just say it so openly, he and his disciples also use secret orders, even if they get it in front of them, they may not be able to understand it.

And the only senior brother Qingfan who could speak was also excluded by him.

If they want to investigate this matter further, it will be easy for Qiu Yeyang to detect it. When the time comes to scare the snake, the other party may jump the wall in a hurry, and the situation will only be worse than it is now.

It is unrealistic to report directly. If Qiu Yeyang dared to do this, he would definitely not leave any evidence. They can't say that they sent servants to monitor it, right?

What if I rushed into the Jinglan Palace and found nothing, and even put myself in, the loss outweighs the gain.

Hu Yibai stood up: "The information is kept secret. You continue to watch over the Jinglan Hall, and the monitoring range remains unchanged. Don't go deep, otherwise they will easily detect it."

Hu Yao nodded clearly.

Indeed, there are high-ranking disciples on the side of the Jinglan Hall, and when he used the servant spirit insect to monitor, he only dared to put it around the Jinglan Hall, and did not dare to poke in directly.

Otherwise, once the matter is revealed, even if he has ten layers of skin, it won't be enough for Qiu Yeyang to pick it up.

Hu Yibai got up and thought about something, and asked, "Where is Feng Ling?"

Hu Yao hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Brother Hu, I will pass it on to Xuanji Tower according to what you said, exactly."

Hu Yibai nodded in satisfaction, and took out three first-grade spirit stones from the storage bag for him, but when Hu Yao reached out to take them, he closed his palms together, and said with deep eyes: "Remember our previous agreement, you Work hard, there will only be more spirit stones. But if you break the rules"

He patted Hu Yao's shoulder, and his voice was so soft that he said, "I want to get back more than just these few spirit stones."

Hu Yibai was always looking for the Mo brothers before, and Hu Yibai was already familiar with the layout of the backyard of Xuanming Palace.

Although the door of the hall was not opened, he was able to climb in through the wall with ease.Then unlock the door latch from the inside, slowly push the temple door open, and let in all the wandering spirit beasts outside.

It's strange to say, these two days didn't know what the two brothers were doing, they didn't even say hello, they disappeared inexplicably.It's especially a pity that Mo Bubai is not here, otherwise he would be a very useful think tank.

As soon as Hu Yibai stepped into the threshold of the inner hall with his right foot, a sword suddenly rushed straight from the side, he dodged and dodged, and the sword also circled around his neck, pressing him tightly against the door panel, not daring to move forward. further.

Hu Yibai looked at the familiar sword body, and smiled: "The door of the temple is open, and I knocked on the door before I came in, so it's not good for you to treat me like this."

He looked at the human standing beside him and said, "Feng Ling?"

Feng Ling didn't withdraw her thoughts immediately, but looked out of the open window, and found that the door of the palace was indeed open.

Seeing Hu Yibai smiling nonchalantly again, thinking that he would not dare to trespass into the Xuanming Palace, he withdrew his sword.

Hu Yibai breathed out, straightened his collar, and said, "Where's the suzerain?"

Feng Ling turned around and continued working: "Not here."

Hu Yibai: "Then where did he go?"

Feng Ling: "I don't know."

This Xuanming Hall is the largest main hall in the sect. It is divided into four courtyards in the southeast and northwest, named respectively as Baochun, Mingxia, Luoqiu, and Liandong.

Among them, Luoqiu and Lonicera are temporarily sealed by the clouds and have not yet opened, but just cleaning the spring and Mingxia every day is already exhausting.

In particular, there is a rule in the sect that no spells should be used when cleaning the furnishings in the sect, which is said to be helpful for self-cultivation and mental state.

Otherwise, just make a trick, and the entire Xuanming Palace will be spotlessly clean.

Seeing Feng Ling cleaning without stopping, it seemed as if there was an overseer standing next to her, like a hard-working, hard-working bee.

Hu Yibai couldn't help teasing: "The suzerain didn't enforce how much to clean in a day, and he's not around, so you wouldn't be lazy?"

The hair duster in Feng Ling's hand swept over the bookshelf above her head, and Hu Yibai was covered in dust immediately.

"Ahem..." Hu Yibai took two steps back helplessly, seeing Feng Ling's indifferent aura that no one should enter, suddenly felt a little inconceivable.

He hates Hu Yibai so much, why does he like senior brother?

If it wasn't for the death of the original owner, and the help from the 'senior brother', would Feng Ling still hate him so much?Will you still like senior brother?Or if Hu Yibai and his senior brother stood in front of him at the same time, would he choose one of them?

He stared at Feng Ling's back and started fantasizing about it.

After Feng Ling established his foundation, his body's five senses became extremely sharp. At this moment, he clearly felt that Hu Yibai's eyes were staring at him with substance.

Although the other party didn't make any substantive moves, the feeling of being stared at so closely was really uncomfortable. A kind of restraint that seemed to be on his back made his already embarrassing face more and more tense.

In the end, he turned his head back with a cold face, and met Hu Yibai's focused gaze. The other party not only did not hide when he was caught, but smiled flatteringly, as if he had punched the soft cotton, which made people feel angry. spread.

Feng Ling threw the used cotton cloth into the basin and cleaned his hands. Hu Yibai thought he was planning to roll up his sleeves, but Feng Ling took out a large bag from his body and handed it to him: " Ziyun scattered."

"..." When Hu Yibai took it over, there was still a slight residual warmth on it, presumably he kept it close to his body all the time.

In fact, the last time I was injured in the sword field, it was basically so good that even the scars could not be seen. People are suspicious.

So he stuffed it into the storage bag like a stream: "Thank you."

Feng Ling didn't say any more, turned around and fished up the cotton cloth from the water basin, saw Hu Yibai still standing still, and said indifferently: "If you have nothing to do, you can leave on your own, and I will notify the suzerain when he comes back."

Hu Yibai was not annoyed at being ordered to evict the guest, and took another piece of cotton cloth from the side, and put it into the basin: "It's okay, I have nothing to do anyway, I'll accompany you."

The basin holding the water was not big at all, as soon as Hu Yibai stretched his hand in, the two hands inevitably touched each other, feeling a temperature that didn't belong to them, Feng Ling frowned slightly, and turned the basin towards her Moved: "No need."

Hu Yibai took another step forward: "You're welcome."

Feng Ling glared at him, why is this person so shameless.So he put the basin directly on the table, with his back to Hu Yibai.

Unexpectedly, this guy stood directly behind him, stretched his hands from his waist, and put the cotton cloth into the basin for washing.

Warm breath sprayed on the left ear, like a itchy feather, sometimes disappearing.

With a slight lift of his hand, he could touch Hu Yibai's arms straddling both sides.

Feng Ling's body is naturally sensitive, so he especially doesn't like being touched by others, sticking together in an 'encircling' posture like this, his neck is bulging with little bumps.

"Step aside."

Hu Yibai pretended not to hear his impatient voice, and deliberately said, "Huh?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling elbowed his left shoulder the next moment. He wrinkled his face in pain and couldn't help arching his waist. This kid's hands are too dark!

Before, Feng Ling was number one in physical skills in the elementary school, and it was rumored that he was comparable to the disciples in the physical training school. Thinking about it, Hu Yibai suddenly thought of a competition, to see how far he was from Feng Ling. .

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he grabbed Feng Ling's left arm and pressed it behind him, trying to press Feng Ling directly on the table.Feng Ling's reaction was also quite quick, she clasped her grasped hand down with such strength that she broke free from the restraint directly, instead grabbing him squarely.

Then he kicked on the knee, instantly knocking Hu Yibai to the ground.

But the moment he fell to the ground, Hu Yibai also grabbed his girdle, swept his leg over to attack the center of gravity, and pulled Feng Ling down as well.

However, Hu Yibai did not expect that Feng Ling's strength was so great, it is estimated that it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as 'strengthening the mountain and surpassing the world'.

Although he has been looking for Feng Ling's weak point to attack, but after a while of probing, he found that this child has 360 degrees without dead ends, and there is no weak point at all!

And even if Feng Ling could beat him to death with brute force without using any skills, and without using spells, he would probably not be able to surpass Feng Ling in this lifetime.

In the end, Hu Yibai's strength was exhausted, and he was pressed to the ground by Feng Ling like a dead fox, his black hair scattered all over the ground, with red marks on the corners of his mouth and cheeks, making the atmosphere inexplicably charming.

Feng Ling looked at the upturned corner of his mouth, and felt that this person was simply inexplicable, how could he still smile after being beaten up?

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the door. The two looked sideways and found that it was Yun Kuo who had returned, but he only glanced at the two of them, then turned around and left, and then closed the door very intimately good.

Feng Ling and Hu Yibai: "..."

The author has something to say:

Yun Kuo: It is a good habit to close the door.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Master Lianzi 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!