How can a fairy be a villain?.

Chapter 126 Send someone else to pick up the teacher, more suitable than you

The mountains are quiet and the fallen leaves are silent.

Murong Jingyan subconsciously turned her head to look at Shen Fengchen, but she saw that Shen Fengchen walked out of the pavilion with the same serious face.

"Uncle Chen, why did you appear here?"

He couldn't see clearly with his head covered before, but now that he's getting closer, Murong Jingyan can finally see what the legendary Yanzhou Jiedushi looks like.

This person has a thin figure, a sharp face and a long beard, and the same peculiar eyes as Qianrong, and he can still see a bit of youthful heroism.

Chen Cang stopped, and replied indifferently;

"Of course I will send you off."

While speaking, his eyes shifted to Murong Jingyan, and he said:
"And take her back."

Shen Fengchen smiled slightly, and replied calmly:
"Uncle was joking, this girl is Feng Chen's friend, how can she go to Yandu Mansion."

Chen Cang let out a hoot when he heard the words, ignored Shen Fengchen, glanced at the purple clothes on Murong Jingyan and asked:

"Xiang Ling, the meeting is approaching, are you deliberately embarrassing your father?"

Murong Jingyan's expression changed under the mask, and she never expected that Chen Cang would appear here.

Obviously, Shen Fengchen didn't know about it, so this Mr. Chen deliberately waited on his back and waited for the rabbit. Considering that Shen Fengchen's descent was tricky, he made a special trip to block Chen Xiangling?

This kind of thinking is a bit scary.

but
Now I can only bite the bullet.

"Master Chen seems to have misunderstood. I am just waiting for Mr. Fengshen here, not the Xiangling you mentioned."

At this moment, Murong Jingyan returned to her own tone, appearing neither humble nor overbearing, delicate and powerful.

And Chen Cang also heard the difference at this time, he let out a light sigh, and instantly figured out something.

Immediately, he narrowed his eyes to look at Murong Jingyan's face, only to find that his sense of a saint was actually blocked by the mask, and he couldn't see his true face.

"Shangrong's mask?"

"Are you her disciple?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Cang snorted coldly, and he was sure that the person in front of him was the person under the hijab, but it wasn't Chen Xiangling, he was a majestic Jiedu envoy who was put together by a few younger generations!
As he probed with two fingers, Murong Jing's face turned cold, and the mask had already appeared in the opponent's hand.

"Uncle Chen!"

Shen Fengchen hurriedly stepped forward to mediate.

Just as the mountain wind was blowing, withered leaves were flying, and hair was fluttering in disorder, Chen Cang looked at the 'woman' opposite, with a cold chill on his face.

"Nephew, don't talk too much, no matter who dares"

Chen Cang stopped suddenly when he was on the verge of speaking, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely saw the face of the man.

"You"

"This is impossible!"

Chen Cang suddenly lost his composure, and took a few steps back, his lips trembling, as if he saw some peerless monster.

Shen Feng, who was about to speak out, was also stunned when he saw this, and Murong Jingyan even trembled when he was shouted, what's wrong with Mr. Chen, he likes to play reversals, right?

He was still pretending to be calm, why was he still scared.

Shen Fengchen is different.

He knew very well that the Jiedu in front of him made Chen Cang, in addition to his unfathomable cultivation, he was also known for his calmness, composure, and stubbornness, and he could manage Yanzhou in an orderly manner with only one person.

The existence of such an emperor who does not change his face in anger, is actually so flustered, just because he took off a mask?
Unbelievable!
Chen Cang didn't hide his turmoil, his eyes flickered, he fell into thought, and thought of many things quickly in an instant.

Murong Jingyan and Shen Fengchen looked at each other, neither of them hastily opened their mouths to interrupt.

It took a long time before Chen Cang regained his composure. He glanced at the mask in his hand and said to himself:
"Shang Rong Fuqin is a school of its own, and all the masks were stolen by gangsters back then, which is one of its heart problems."

"If you come across her Shiqin Pavilion, don't wear it rashly."

After finishing speaking, Chen Cang returned the mask with a snap of his fingers, and said behind his back:

"Since it's not Xiangling, there's a misunderstanding."

"You go."

Murong Jingyan put on the mask carefully, her heart was full of doubts, Master Chen just let her go like this?
Even if you don't ask yourself the origin, you should ask where Chen Xiangling went.
It was Shen Fengshen who tugged at his sleeves, and took the lead in cupping his hands and saying:

"In this way, Feng Chen and others went down the mountain."

"I wish my uncle a successful meeting."

Chen Cang nodded noncommittally, raised his feet and jumped up, turning into a black gold flying lightning and going straight into the sky, and thunder rolled, heading towards the top of Fengqi Mountain.

After Chen Cang left, Murong Jingyan and Shen Fengshen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, who are you?" Shen Fengchen couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

"Jiedushi will let you go, you have a lot of face, I don't know how much more."

Murong Jingyan shrugged when she heard the words, and honestly spread her hands and said:
"I do not know either!"

-

Yandu Prefecture.

night time.

The arena has been set up, and all the heroes are gathering together to gear up. At this moment, they all looked up at the sky. With the clouds clearing up, Chen Cang descended from the sky.

"My lord, everything is ready, just waiting for your order."

The head of the personal guard stepped forward, held his sword and said respectfully.

Chen Cang nodded, and after looking around at the heroes below, he suddenly said loudly:
"The marriage recruitment conference is cancelled!!!"

This sound was like thunder, and as the Yandu Mansion radiated to all directions, the masters from all sects and sects waiting outside the entire Fengming Mountain could hear it clearly, and there was a mess of porridge and discussions.

Not to mention the heroes present.

Cui Weijing was the first to stand up, he had already received the small news that Shen Fengshen had withdrawn from the meeting, that is to say.
His chances of becoming the son-in-law of Yandu Mansion were much higher in an instant.

"Master Chen, why is this!?"

Chen Cang glanced at him and said lightly:
"Does this officer need to explain to you?"

Cui Wei swallowed in shock, not daring to speak nonsense, so he lowered his head in a muffled voice.

Not far away, Gan Rong let out a long breath.

It seems that Xiao Mu escaped successfully.

"Hey, why was it cancelled?"

A person beside him asked suspiciously, Qian Rong tilted his head, and the person next to him was the bald Wei Hong.

Wei Hong looked regretful:

"It's a pity, I can't take the opportunity to teach Cui Weijing a lesson."

"There is no chance to marry Miss Chen."

Gan Rong arched him when he heard the words: "It's not good if the meeting is yellow, what are you regretting here, besides..."

"Aren't you a monk?"

"Such a greedy girl?"

Wei Hong coughed lightly, shook his head and said, "Young Master Gan misunderstood."

"Wei is just born with hair loss, so he just shaved it. Essentially, he still has normal needs."

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On the stage, Steward Yuan asked step by step, "Master, why did you cancel it temporarily?"

"Wouldn't this offend the sect behind them?"

Without squinting, Chen Cang said in a deep voice:
"The meeting is held, offend the imperial court, if you don't offend them, if this official is so top-notch, don't be this Jiedushi."

"Pass down the order and let their sects come and lead the people!"

After saying that, Chen Cang disappeared without a trace, leaving Guanshi Yuan and the head of the bodyguard looking at each other in blank dismay, then raised their eyebrows and looked away, and went to work separately.

-

One month later, Zhongzhou.

Abandoned Sword Villa.

The flat boat crossed the gorge, adjacent to the shore, and a piece of purple clothes stood on the bow of the boat looking up at the mountain gate. I couldn't help writing a poem:

"Among the colorful clouds in the Qishan Mountains, and the thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in January."

"The sound of apes on both sides of the strait can't stop, the light boat has passed~~~"

"Wan Chongshan!"

"What a poem, what a poem!" The boatman immediately cheered, and looked up at the back of the boat:

"Which great poet is the young man??"

The masked man stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent to fame and fortune:
"Focus on the mountains and rivers, and express it with feelings, below. Wenchaogong is also the same."

The boatman rowed his oars and said with a smile: "Wen Chaogong, I haven't heard of it, but where is the ape sound in your poem? There are no monkeys in this land."

"Cough cough."

Murong Jingyan coughed lightly, waved her hands and said, "Do you want more money, quickly draw it."

After getting off the boat, Murong Jingyan raised her feet and walked towards the mountain gate. These days, she sent two letters to the sect. The master and senior brother should know that they are coming back.

Speaking of which, after being away for more than three months, Murong Jingyan still misses Qijian Villa, after all, she still has a property here.

No, it's a mountain.

The main peak of Abandoned Sword Villa, the Dojo.

A slovenly old man passed by humming a ditty, and Chaha saw Zhu Huan'an who had slipped out of the elder's lecture. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was stiff.

"Huan'an, are you going down the mountain again?"

"Junior Sister should be back today. I have nothing to do, so I will go to the mountain gate to have a look."

"You should go back."

"Do not."

Master Mieyuan folded his hands on his chest, his beard flew up in anger, and pointed: "Can you let me live two more years, kid?"

"The Great Elder uses his own blood to explain the mysteries of gods and demons to you. Are you letting down his hard work at his age?"

Zhu Huan'an looked aside, and said impatiently:

"Didn't the elder's blood be released secretly by you, old man, do you have any shame?"

Master Mieyuan coughed lightly:
"Go back quickly."

Then put one hand on his waist, showing a kind smile:

"As the teacher, I have sent another person to pick him up. He is more suitable than you. It's not too late."

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