Fengguixu

Feng Yin would never think that someone would come to show him courtesy just because there was nothing to do, instead of going to pick him up, he said first: "Your Excellency, you are very polite, I have spent a lot of time looking for it, I think I am not here just to send a flower."

Huang Zhonglu didn't go around in circles with him, and said bluntly: "To tell the truth, I borrow flowers to present Buddha, and I have something to ask for."

Feng Yin smiled faintly: "Brother Huang, please don't be polite, sit down and talk."

As soon as the words fell, Cang Ming flipped the big knife in his hand, raised it, raised the huanghuali armchair and landed it firmly in front of him.

Huang Zhonglu thought for a while, cupped his hands and made a bow, sat down, put the treasure box containing the nine-turn snow lotus on his knees, and said with a smile: "The Chiyi Building has become famous in the past two years, and everyone knows that it is so big. In Jianghu, there is no one, and there is nothing that you do not know about, Mr. Feng. I am famous today, but I actually want to use your insightful eyes to help identify something."

Speaking of Chiyi Building, it was actually founded two years ago when Feng Yin was sick and idle in bed. He spent a lot of money and trained a lot of unscrupulous people who specialize in spying on people. Collected a lot of unofficial history and anecdotes from various sects and factions, and then sold them to interested people at a high price. Because of his rigorous tone and mysterious organization, he became the number one intelligence dealer in the world within a short time.

"Oh?" The leader of the intelligence dealer seemed to be in poor health, coughed twice, and looked sleepy, "I don't know what is rare, please ask for instructions."

Huang Zhonglu scanned the surrounding people with mung bean-sized eyes, he followed the man in black and with a black knife all the way, needless to say martial arts, he must be Feng Jun's capable subordinate.The man in plain clothes sitting side by side with Feng Jun, Zhilan Yushu, has a dusty temperament. Although he doesn't speak, he feels that his aura is overwhelming just sitting quietly. A person who can intimidate others with his sword out of the sheath must be a peerless master.

These two are already one in a million outstanding people, and what he can't understand the most is the girl at the table who is devoting herself to eating hard from beginning to end. It seems that no one in this world can arouse her interest except for those few dishes. Notice.

If he hadn't seen the big world, how could he be so unbiased?

"Brother Huang, don't worry too much, there are trustworthy people in this room." Feng Yin raised her hand and stroked Lin Baizhi's hair.

Yes, what bad thoughts can a silly girl have?

Huang Zhonglu only felt that the surroundings of this Feng Jun were crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and he never dared to take Joe, so he laughed shortly, and apologized: "Be careful when you sail for thousands of years, Feng Jun will never take offense."

After speaking, he took out a waterproof bamboo tube from his bosom, pulled out the cork, poured out a roll of lambskin from the bamboo tube, unfolded it, handed it to the black-clothed black knife, and then the black-clothed black knife handed it over to Feng Jun.

Feng Yin stretched out her hand, and as soon as her fingertips touched the scroll, she heard him say: "Well, this is the relic of Demon Venerable Feng Yin..."

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In an instant, three powerful eyes fell on Huang Zhonglu at the same time.

Huang Zhonglu stuttered: "Why, what?"

The handsome man frowned: "Whose relic are you talking about?"

"In the past, the venerable master of Tianchi Sacred Cult, the famous Fengyin." Huang Zhonglu said back, with a rather smug look on his face, "Half a month ago, I was traveling in Jiangbei, and by chance, I got this volume of Wuyan. Ce, that person swears, saying that Wuyan Ce is the legacy of Demon Venerable Feng Yin.

Feng Yin wanted to laugh a little: "So you stole it because you were hot-eyed?"

Huang Zhonglu rubbed his hands: "It's human nature for a gentleman to be happy when he sees hunting. Besides, since I know that this thing will cause chaos in the world, I must cut it down and burn it, so as not to wander out and cause chaos in the world. Are you right? "

Feng Yin twitched the corners of her mouth: "Brother Huang has a compassionate heart, it's really rare, but..."

Huang Zhonglu: "Just?"

"This nonsense thing can really mess up the Jianghu?" Feng Yin rolled up the insatiable plan and threw it back, with regret on his face, "Brother Huang is careless, I don't know if I was deceived."

"Spoofed?" Huang Zhonglu hurriedly picked up the sheepskin, stared at the strange words on it for a long time, shook his pointed head into a rattle, and muttered repeatedly, "Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely amazing. The secrets of martial arts, otherwise, why would that person even die to protect the integrity of this thing?"

"The words on it are in Indian script." Feng Yin explained patiently, "The records are just some exotic customs and frontier scenery. If you want to lie about the unrivaled martial arts, you are not afraid of laughing people's teeth."

"No, no, the one surnamed Sun clearly said it was..." Halfway through speaking, Huang Zhonglu made a mistake and slipped his mouth, so he quickly silenced, crying in his heart, hoping that Feng Jun didn't hear it.

But it was too late.

Feng Yin narrowed her eyes, stared at him for a while with a half-smile, then leaned over and said, "Not long ago, the Xiangxue Hall in Southern Xinjiang was set on fire and attacked by gangsters, and the head of the hall, Sun Qinyan, was powerless to resist. hand, dispatched seven groups of people, each carrying some fragments of scrolls to fight to the death, and break out of the encirclement. What kind of insatiable plan of the Demon Venerable, I guess you invented it out of thin air. What you really want to ask should be the Shufang Sutra of Xiangxuetang .”

The plan in his stomach was confirmed, so Huang Zhonglu no longer concealed it, rolled his shrewd eyeballs, and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, the owner of Chiyilou knows the world's affairs without leaving home. It was indeed stolen from a disciple of Xiangxuetang surnamed Sun, and it is not considered a robbery. At that time, he had a big hole in his head and was bleeding profusely. He was about to die, and he entrusted the things to me He wants me to go to Wanxiang Temple to find some monk to uphold justice for him."

"But you thought it was Shufang Sutra, not only did you not go to Wanxiang Temple as promised, but you went there without permission?"

This time it was the handsome but cold man who spoke.

Huang Zhonglu scratched his nose, feigned embarrassment, and spread his hands in discouragement: "I thought a big pie fell from the sky, but who would have thought that it would be an illiterate book, it recognizes me, but I don't recognize it .”

"Hahaha, this Sun Qinyan is really a good plan!" Feng Yin laughed loudly, "I'm telling the truth, the one in your hand is not a fragment of Shufang Sutra, I guess the reason why Sun Qinyan chose some nonsense Tianzhu scriptures , and asked disciple Haosheng to escort him, the original reason is to pretend to be a fool, so that you can make yourself happy like this bastard in troubled waters!"

Huang Zhonglu didn't feel offended when he spoke bluntly, he was stunned for a long time, then studied the piece of lambskin over and over again, finally got angry, tore the sheepskin into several pieces, lifted it up, and took the treasure box Angrily want to go.

Before taking two steps, Feng Yin said leisurely behind her back: "Brother Huang is so unreasonable, I am not some kind of selfless Bodhisattva, if I solve your doubts, I will get some reward."

Huang Zhonglu didn't pick up the Shufang Sutra, and he didn't want to lose the Jiuzhuan Snow Lotus, otherwise it would be a waste of money. He knew that bargaining on other people's territory would never work, so he didn't say anything , Immediately perform lightness kung fu, intending to use 36 tricks to go first.

He is too confident in his lightness kung fu, firmly believing that as long as he leaves this yard, he can fly with wings.

However, he couldn't get out of this yard.

To be precise, he couldn't even get out of the house.

The man struck too fast, and his acupuncture technique was extremely tricky, the tip of his nose was only an inch away from the door, and he could have escaped from the sky with more effort on his feet, but his whole body froze, and he was blocked in the door forcibly.

Cold sweat drenched the back of his shirt, and he began to regret his recklessness tonight.

"Why should Shen Lang be in such a hurry, let him escape and taste what it's like to be chased and killed by Ying Tianzong." Feng Yin Shi ran over, happily snatched the box, opened it, and took out the box tied with a red string. The nine-turn snow lotus, watch it carefully.

"This matter has absolutely nothing to do with Qin Chen?" The tip of his nose brushed a faint fragrance of flowers, and Shen Xu frowned when he stopped, feeling that the fragrance of this flower was too strong.

"Ying Tianzong is now a serious demon sect, and Qin Chen's absolute behavior is also a standard demon behavior. Who do you think is the one who attacked Xiangxuetang?" Feng Yin posted it at some point, with a tall The tip of his nose slowly scratched his temples.

"For what?" Shen Xu tilted his head to avoid him, "For Shufang Jing?"

The breath of hot flashes chased after him relentlessly, and sprayed in his ears, causing trembling.

"Do you know the effect of Shufang Sutra?" Feng Yin said.

Shen Xu's heart skipped a beat: "I heard it can cleanse the marrow and invigorate the Qi, and reshape the meridians."

"That's right." Feng Yin nodded, with a deep voice, "Qin Chen is definitely limited by his own talent. Although he is diligent and hardworking, he dare not slack off day and night, but his internal strength has reached the bottleneck, and it is really difficult to improve. Among the current martial arts masters."

"That's why he focused on Shufang Jing, wanting to wash his marrow and tendons, and improve his talent." Shen Xu's Adam's apple twitched, and suddenly felt a strange heat from his lower abdomen, and he paused, "Feng Yin, do you feel hot?" ..."

Feng Yin let out a muffled snort, leaned on his shoulder and did not move, but pinched his waist with one hand in an unscrupulous way, and said two words in a hoarse voice: "Xuelian..."

Snow Lotus has a problem!

Shen Xu's expression froze suddenly, and he was forcibly suppressed as soon as the lingering thought arose, and in an instant, there was a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had stabbed it with hundreds of red-hot silver needles.

At the same time, there was a fresh and wet heat on the shoulders, and Feng Yin couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the next breath, the nine-turn snow lotus and Huang Zhong Lu Qiqi who brought it were hit by a powerful internal force, smashed through the door and flew out.

"My lord! Shen Jun!"

The sudden change made Cang Ming startled.

From his point of view, it is not known what happened, Feng Yin and Shen Xu were clearly hugging each other just a moment ago, why did they suddenly flare up now?

He hurried over with his knife in hand, but was forced back by Shen Xu's palm wind.

"Don't come here!" Shen Xu's face was as cold as frost, "That flower is poisonous."

Cang Ming: "What? Poisonous? What kind of poison?"

Shen Xu opened his mouth to speak, but before he could open his mouth, Cang Ming rushed out, punching his head and face, forcing Huang Zhonglu to question him.

How did Huang Zhonglu know that the Jiuzhuan snow lotus that he managed to obtain was poisonous?His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he couldn't say anything, and he was eager to get rid of the relationship, so his face turned pale.

Cang Ming was very angry, snatched the snow lotus, picked off all the petals, and stuffed them into his mouth. He wanted to use this method to force him to hand over the antidote, but after half a cup of tea During the time, the surnamed Huang was safe and sound except that he wet his pants due to fright.

Cang Ming was full of doubts, threw him away, turned his head and ran back to the house, only to see his two masters lying on the ground, sweating from the pain, their faces pale, and doubts abounded for a while, didn't they say that flowers are poisonous?Why is it that the surnamed Huang is fine after eating the whole flower?Could it be that the poison is still different when it flares up!

Just as he was in a state of bewilderment, he heard Feng Yin calling him: "Cang Ming, come here."

Cang Ming leaned over: "My lord, this poison..."

"Move me farther away and separate from Shen Xu." Feng Yin didn't have any internal strength, and the pain from the poisoning attack was more than several times stronger than that of Shen Xu. At this time, he was trembling and sweating through his heavy shirt, gritting his teeth You can breathe for half a day just by saying a few words.

Cang Ming always obeyed orders, immediately pulled Feng Yin from Shen Xu's arms, and retreated two feet away with the support of the person.

Shen Xu didn't understand Feng Yin's intention at first, but as Feng Yin got farther and farther away from him, the pain in his heart became lighter and lighter. When Feng Yin ordered Cang Ming to move a screen between them, The pain disappeared completely, and there was a vague guess in my heart at the moment.

"If I'm right, the poison we're suffering from is called Shenshang." On the other side of the screen, Feng Yin's pain seemed to have eased, and he was sweating after taking the veil that Cang Ming twisted.

Shen Xu meditated on the spot, with luck in the meridians all over his body, the strange thing is that the whole body is unimpeded, and he doesn't feel the stagnant feeling after being poisoned.

"People suffering from this poison are usually no different from ordinary people. They only attack when they have a skin-to-skin relationship with a lover. When the attack occurs, the heart and mouth hurt extremely, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart. The deeper the love, the deeper the pain, and the deeper the poison penetrates into the bone. In order to save their lives, the lovers will never see each other from now on, just like the star Shen in the west and the star Shang in the east, you rise and fall and never meet again." Feng Yin said a long paragraph, stopped to catch her breath, smiled wryly, "I've only read about this poison once or twice in ancient books. I didn't believe it at first. I never thought that I would be able to test the poison myself one day. Haha, it's not an exaggeration to say that Sansheng is lucky!"

Shen Xu: "..."

Having stayed by Feng Yin's side for a long time, it is true that no matter what happens, he can laugh it off, but the premise is that these things can be saved in the end. He doesn't want to be a star merchant, so he asked: " How to detoxify?"

This sentence gave Feng Yin an excuse to use the topic, and the man made a fuss regardless of priority: "Shen Lang is afraid that he won't be able to see me again?"

Shen Xu remained silent, and slowly said: "It's good that you know."

The author has something to say: After thinking for a long time, what kind of ending is a good ending, and finally decided to stop the article here.

Now the minds of the two are as stable as a rock, and no suffering or participation can stop them anymore. The two of them have crossed the rivers and lakes, galloped, greed, anger, joy and anger have also sunk, and all grievances and enmities have passed away, and finally they can have one person who will always be with them , is lucky.

I have thought about the ending of retiring, and I also gave the state of their relationship after retiring, but whether they can really retire is still a question mark. After all, people are in the rivers and lakes. you.

And they, born as children of the world, were born and raised here.Where should they retreat, where should they hide?

Perhaps, you have a better answer in mind.

Writing a book is very difficult, and naturally there are many regrets after writing it. The two of Shen and Feng are of extraordinary significance to me, but my writing and plot structure ability cannot perfectly restore them in my mind. They are in my heart So vivid, let them continue their martial arts life in the world of the book.