How can a fairy be a villain?.

Chapter 124 The real me should be cold-blooded and ruthless

The light and shadow in the Xitang are weak, and some mottled lights are reflected on the hanging statues, making the hall appear quiet and solemn.

At the feet of the Immortal King, there is a figure sitting.

She covered her body with a long gown and a red shawl, and put her hands on her knees upright. If it wasn't for the wrong color of the clothes, she would be like a waiting bride.

Chen Cang was obviously shocked by this scene, he frowned slightly and looked at Shen Fengchen who was standing beside him with a questioning look on his face.

Seeing that Shen Fengchen just shook his head without making a sound, Chen Cang coughed lightly and said:
"Xiang Ling, what are you doing?"

"Why come here early."

Murong Jingyan under the hijab heard Chen Cang's question, but felt a little relieved. After adjusting her mentality in time, she held her tone and imitated Chen Xiangling's accent:

"father."

"Since the daughter is going to be betrothed to someone she has never met."

"There is no need to have these eyes, just put on the hijab, and whoever can uncover it by then."

Murong Jingyan's tone was quiet, she had done a lot of writing in her previous life, and she had a strong sense of faith when she made up things.

"Marry whoever you want."

Hearing these words, Chen Cang's face suddenly changed, especially when he saw that there was an outsider, Shen Fengchen, here, he snorted coldly.

"It's not proper to wear a hijab before the auspicious time!"

After saying that, Chen Cang strode forward to take off Murong Jingyan's hijab, but fortunately a figure stopped him in time.

Shen Feng raised his sleeves, lowered his brows and said kindly:

"uncle."

"Since the bride's hipa has been put on, if it is against the etiquette to take it off rashly, it may not be a good omen."

"If you don't let Xiang Ling think about it, you can understand Uncle's intentions."

Hearing Shen Fengchen's persuasion, Chen Cang's face softened a little, and he glanced at the sitting 'daughter' dissatisfiedly:

"Covering the head and upper body, but wearing purple clothes and loose hair"

"Xiang Ling, you are becoming more and more unruly."

At this time, Shen Fengchen coughed lightly again, took half a step forward and said in a low voice: "Uncle, since Xiang Ling agreed to recruit relatives, it has made things better."

"Picture it slowly."

The Jiedu envoy Chen Cang took a deep breath when he heard the words, he seemed to feel that Shen Feng's words were justified. After all, his daughter had been rebellious for many years, and it was not easy for her to nod her head on big issues.

It's not appropriate to get angry with her anymore.

but
Chen Cang looked at Shen Fengchen, and couldn't help wondering why this kid was helping him so often, so he immediately used his telepathy to ask:
"Xiang Ling nodded to you?"

Shen Feng raised his eyebrows, shook his head and replied:

"Unfortunately, just at this point, uncle came in."

With a cold snort, Chen Cang put one hand behind his back: "So, I'm the one who bothered my nephew."

"Don't dare." Shen Feng shook his head deeply, with a smile on his face.

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, his daughter Xiang Ling fell silent after beating her. Chen Cang sighed and waved his hands:
"Forget it, I won't ask you for more as a father."

"Since you're wearing a hijab, the start of the fight will be tonight, and you'll be able to recruit your husband into the palace at noon tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Chen Cang turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Shen Fengchen, and said lightly:
"Nephew, please tell her."

"Hey, Uncle, go slowly." Shen Feng made a bow and watched Chen Cang leave the wedding hall.

After the main hall returned to quiet, Shen Fengshen let out a long sigh of relief, and his complexion recovered a touch of melancholy.

Until a voice broke the silence:

"He left??"

Hearing this inquiry, Shen Fengchen turned around and walked over, and took off the red hijab casually, revealing Murong Jing's stunned face.

"gone."

Sitting beside Murong Jingyan, Shen Fengshen's eyes shifted slightly, and his tone was calm:

"Tell me what happened."

Murong Jingyan rubbed her temples when she heard the words, her complexion was slightly bitter.

He put on the hijab just now because the Jiedushi could distinguish the real from the fake at a glance, so he needed to cover up his face and then use Chen Xiangling's words to prevaricate.

Even so, it was far from safe. If Chen Cang did not become suspicious after hearing this, he would still want to take off the inappropriate hijab on his head. At this time, he needed another person to cover himself.

So in desperation, Murong Jingyan had no choice but to use the lust seal on Shen Fengshen, told him that she was not Chen Xiangling, and asked him to cover it for her.

If you don't do this, not only will you lose a helping hand, I am afraid that Shen Fengshen will doubt yourself even more than Master Chen, and it is better to be honest with each other and win his favor towards him.

The good thing is that he won the bet, the bad thing is that Shen Fengshen also knows more about himself.

"Xiang Ling and I have known each other for a long time."

Sensing Shen Fengchen's gaze, Murong Jingyan had no choice but to start talking nonsense, and after she finished talking about the touching sisterhood, she looked at Shen Fengchen cautiously.

"you mean"

Shen Fengchen knocked on the table, pondered and said:

"Xiang Ling specially invited you here to help her escape."

"Where is she?"

Murong Jingyan raised her eyebrows, with one hand drooping on the grand teacher's chair:
"I'm afraid she has already gone to another state, but I will be miserable."

"How did that spirit stone appear on your body?"

After listening to the ins and outs, Murong Jingyan almost wanted to arrest Gan Rong and question him severely. The intrigue in the Kyushu League was calculated carefully, and it would be a big deal when it came to him, right?
And Shen Fengchen stared at Murong Jingyan's perfect profile, narrowed his eyes, and hid the curiosity in his eyes.

At first I thought it was the young master of Lianchi Tiangong, but later I thought it was Xiang Ling, but I didn't expect to be mistaken.

Who is she.

This feeling of looking at the mystery and the unknown made Shen Fengchen want to find out even more.

"In other words, Murong Jingyan is your name."

"What sect do you come from, or are you the proud daughter of a family in the imperial court?"

Hearing Shen Fengshen's question, Murong Jingyan just looked up at the ceiling and murmured:

"If you don't change your name when you walk, you don't change your surname when you sit down, that's exactly Murong Jingyan."

"It's just a sect. Sorry, I can't tell you."

After all, senior brother once said that if the sect in the cultivation world is not strong, it will only be poached away or bring disaster if it appears as a fairy.

Otherwise, the senior brother needs to weigh it in the open, isn't it just making trouble for himself.

Shen Fengchen didn't mean to ask, but calmly asked:
"Since your stone was obtained by me unintentionally, it wasted again."

"How do you leave Fengqi Mountain?"

Turning her eyes, Murong Jingyan suddenly turned sideways and asked, "Young Master Shen, why do you suddenly want to attend the meeting?"

This made Shen Fengchen question, seeing Shen Fengchen looked away, faltering and saying nothing, Murong Jingyan smiled and answered instead:
"Because you want to marry Chen Xiangling!"

"It's either because you love her, or because Lord Chen is the father-in-law, right?"

Shen Feng coughed lightly, and not answering the words was regarded as acquiescing.

Murong Jingyan continued: "Since you already know about Xiang Ling's escape from marriage, I can understand Mr. Shen's reaction, otherwise I wouldn't be so calm."

"This bride is not here, so the marriage recruitment meeting is a waste of time. It must be meaningless for the young master to stay in Fengqi Mountain, right?"

Shen Feng nodded his head, knowing that Murong Jingyan was not Xiang Ling, he was inexplicably disappointed in his heart, but more because he figured it out, after all, it was more convincing for Chen Xiangling to escape than for her to stay honestly.

"Yes, I learned about it."

"I should resign immediately to envoy Chen Jiedu and go down to Fengqi Mountain."

"That's right!" Murong Jingyan immediately came closer, the tip of her nose almost touching Shen Fengchen's temples.

"Brother Shen, do me another favor."

The fragrant wind hit his face, and Shen Fengchen only felt in a trance for a while, but even so, his sword eyebrows were still slightly erected, and he pointed his long sword to the ground, and asked without looking sideways:

"Chuixianchi, I killed Qu Yong for you to help you."

"Yandu Mansion, to comfort Mr. Chen for you, is for the second assistant."

"Although Shen doesn't like to care about it, he is not as warm-hearted as you think. Why do you want to help you for the third time?"

After saying this, Shen Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he was not a kind person, when he was eight years old, he kept in mind the truth of success and defeat, and the death of the king.

Being good without a reason, he has never experienced it in this world, and there will be no more in the future, because all good things need a reason.

Walking in the world, he only needs the awe of others, and he will keep others forever.

sincere?

Cultivators, officials, princes, all have sincerity, but they are all hypocrisy!

I have only met her twice, why do I have a heart of love and compassion, this is not my true self, it should be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Thinking of these, Shen Fengchen turned his head and was about to say something, but he was stunned when he got to his mouth.

The mountain wind slowly blows into the curtain, and through the rolled part of the curtain, the sky at the top of Fengqi Mountain can be seen from a distance. The fog is clear and the autumn sky is blue.

Under the morning sun, the trees are shrouded in mist, and the mountains are covered with blurred glare.
Under the scene of this painting, there is a face with drooping eyebrows and sad eyes.

The tip of the jade-like nose has a thin light, except for the two vermilion lips, it reflects a faint glow. Occasionally, there is a breeze blowing on the temples, just like a begonia listening to the wind, the fragrance of flowers is elegant and lingering.

"Not so."

Shen Fengshen's voice was dull, causing Murong Jingyan to slowly tilt her head, revealing a faint smile: "Brother Shen, what's your opinion?"

"One year later, the Sword-Questing Society."

"Heroes fight for hegemony, even I need manpower, you are talented, when the time comes, be an ally with me and help me win the championship."

Hearing this, Murong Jingyan immediately burst into a smile, nodded and said:

"it is good!"

"It's a word."

Just kidding, the Sword Asking Society is still far away, and the alliance with anyone is only a verbal one. With Shen Fengchen's background, he probably doesn't lack a helper.

Shen Fengchen also showed a smile at this moment, raised his hand and said:

"Okay, let's talk about it."

"What do you need me to do for you."

Light and mist pierced through the window, the wedding hall was red, and the two people who were supposed to have no intersection plotted in Chen's mansion by accident. Outside the courtyard, sparrows were chirping softly, as if they were standing guard for it.

But what Murong Jingyan didn't know was that Shen Fengchen never planned to invite others to help him.

Asking the Sword Club is not that simple.

Hearing Murong Jingyan's proposal, Shen Fengchen nodded slightly, but his eyes revealed other emotions. He has a noble background, so he naturally knows many secrets.

That is the battle of luck.

The sects in the cultivation world are deeply entrenched, and they have to fight desperately if they want to get the sword, but at this time, there is a best way, which is to kill the strongest seedlings in the cultivation world at the sword-questioning meeting, breaking the roots of the cultivation world.

What happened to me? Not only did I help people for no reason, I even invited her into the court.
Shen Fengchen leaned back on the grand teacher's chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

Probably because she was afraid that she would die.

　Sorry for the late update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)