The villain's guide to throwing blame

Rusting sounds came from the dark and cramped tunnel, and as the sound approached, the insects and rats hiding in the darkness fled after hearing the wind.

The Flaming Stone, which exudes warm light and temperature, is held by a hand with sharp joints like white jade. The owner of the hand is moving forward steadily and steadily. The young man in brocade clothes behind him obviously feels that such an environment is too stuffy, and he is persistently trying to Provoke the person in front of him to answer.

"Why didn't mage Cai just refute me immediately, or is it right?" Young Master Feng, who had just teased Yuechen but only got an indifferent look from others, teased persistently.

The person in front turned a deaf ear and walked forward without stopping.

Feng Ling leisurely followed the monk with his hands behind his back and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for many years, does the mage think of me?" As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and gave a malicious smile, then leaned forward Close to the back of the moon dust.

Yuechen felt the warm breath faintly coming from behind, his figure paused, and then he returned to his original state, but he still didn't say a word.

The person behind him laughed lightly, as if he had expected his reaction long ago, and he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he didn't hold on to it anymore.

"The mage's deep study of formations is really beyond my expectations. I have never seen that formation just now in the classics collected by the Feng family." He seemed to find a sentence at random to cover up the previous asked a question, but Yuechen stopped when he heard these words, and turned sideways to look at Fengling who was following behind.

However, Feng Ling stopped a few steps behind him as if he had sensed it long ago, his face was half hidden in the shadow that the flame stone could not illuminate, the smile on the half of the face illuminated by the light remained unchanged, and the arc was just right and a bit deliberate .

His hands behind his back were clasped in a strange posture, and the brocade fan he was holding was then placed in a delicate position.

From Yuechen's sight, Feng Ling still looked relaxed and idle.But behind this young master who looked the same as in the past, there was a completely different tense posture behind him, the fan in his hand could be used for any sword move at any time.

The air was silent for a moment, and under the increasingly tense atmosphere in the dark, Yuechen raised his eyelashes slightly to look at Feng Ling who was standing still not far away, the expression on his face suddenly softened, and Feng Ling looked slightly shocked in his eyes. Next, revealing a rare shallow smile.

"The poor monk didn't like to practice when he was young, and he was most interested in the ingenuity of formations. If my master hadn't been strict, I'm afraid I wouldn't have entered the way of Buddha today." Then his smile showed a bit of helplessness, "As for Doesn’t Young Master Feng feel familiar with this formation?”

"What?" Feng Ling was still a little dazed when he heard the monk's dark childhood history.

"Eight years ago, you were imprisoned in the dark prison in the cave by the Gorefiend. You used this formation. You really don't remember it?" The monk's sincere words pulled Feng Ling into his memory.

He only remembered that he was in such a mess when he was dealt with by Xiansuo at that time, and when he was already delirious and started the process of revolving around.Suddenly, he saw a strange pattern of light appearing on the prison door, and then Yue Chen, who was wounded all over, rushed in and swept himself out in a hurry.

The only impression is probably the cold breath and bloody smell on the monk's body, as well as the dark lines of the cloth on the shoulder that he is leaning on?

Feng Ling coughed twice, the expression on his face was unnatural for a moment, and the handle of the fan he held tightly in his hand was loosened.

hiss--

How to pick it up?Can he say that he was fascinated by the heroic appearance at that time, and he was indifferent to other external objects?

It was rare for Young Master Feng to get stuck in front of Yuechen, and fell into a crisis of destroying his image of a firm, calm and unrestrained young man.

"Looks like I don't remember," the monk's once-in-a-century smile faded instantly, and he changed back to his indifferent face, "In short, there are many strange things about this matter, and Xuanwu Pavilion is not as simple as it seems. Go on."

He glanced at Feng Ling's hands behind his back without any trace, then turned around and continued to walk deep into the dark passage, his lips tightened a little where Feng Ling couldn't see.

Seeing his indifferent back gradually disappearing into the darkness ahead, Feng Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He squeezed the fan in his hand, loosened his hands behind his back, and relaxed his tense back.

pat-

Tapping the tip of the fan on the palm of his hand a few times, the smile on the corners of Feng Ling's lips deepened, and the emotion hidden in his eyes was tinged with excitement and curiosity.He stepped up to follow, and the thoughts in his mind turned wildly.

What Yuechen said just now was a rough one, but there were some very interesting details when he thought about it carefully.

What secret is he hiding, this secret is very important to him.

Feng Ling suddenly quickened his pace to catch up with Yue Chen, and asked in a brisk tone, "Guess what the Chang Pavilion Master is hiding here? Now we can be sure that Chang Sheng has a connection with the Gorefiend, so what is hidden here?" It must be something very special.”

"Is the Blood Night Styx scroll not special enough?" Yue Chen continued Feng Ling's words without looking back.

"No." Feng Ling's answer made Yuechen a little surprised, he turned his face slightly, and glanced at Feng Ling from the corner of his eye.

"Blood Night Styx scroll is indeed very special, but it is special in the sect it belongs to. This is the magic trick." I don't know if it is an illusion, but Yue Chen always felt that Feng Ling's tone was a bit heavy when he uttered the last two words, "Let's not care about Chang Sheng. What exactly do you want it to do, but does it sound too reasonable to hide the magic power and use the magic formation?"

Yue Chen instantly understood the meaning of Feng Ling's words. The sense of disobedience in this matter has been lingering, but no one can find the problem.Now that Feng Ling has pointed out all the clues, what is reasonable becomes unreasonable in an instant.

Why would a powerful monk of the righteous way hide his magic skills from everyone's eyes and ears by using magic cultivation techniques?

As a result, there are more doubts about Chang Sheng's death, and there are even many unanswered mysteries about him.

When Yuechen was still immersed in the sudden cloud of doubts, he heard the young master suddenly change his tone, and changed into a lazy tone, discussing with him Chang Sheng's secret gossip and pornographic news.

"There are rumors in the fairy world that the master of the Xuanwu Pavilion is afraid of his wife, although it is a rumor..." Feng Ling obviously found a topic of interest to him, and started gossiping with Yue Chen about Chang Sheng's backyard.

Yuechen: "..." I don't want to know the truth of these rumors at all.

"Speaking of which, there are still some records about Chang Gezhu in the Lishen Pavilion of the Feng family," Feng Ling smacked his lips, and suddenly changed the subject, "It was said above that Chang Gezhu is not a person who likes to read books. Outside of the law, his favorite collection is the book of pornographic words. Did you see it when you were searching on his bookcase just now?"

He looked at Yuechen's expression and nodded clearly, "Oh, yes, it seems that the work of the Shadow Pavilion is still in place. Just now I mentioned that Chang Sheng is afraid of his wife's backyard dying, how can he like those things so much?" Don't you feel itchy?"

Feng Ling was obviously very confused. After he swiped and opened the fan, he fanned it randomly twice, and said excitedly as if suddenly inspired, "Master, do you think this Chang Sheng will hide in the golden house here?"

Moondust: "..."

One slap of the fan reveals the true nature, so the fan is probably Master Feng's body, right?

In order to prevent someone from continuing to be a demon, Yuechen closed his mouth tightly and quickened his pace, which greatly shortened the time wasted by the two of them. After half a quarter of an hour, he faintly saw the enlarged hole at the end.

After he took a step forward, he saw clearly what was going on at the other end of the tunnel, and after scanning around, his face was frozen into a lump of ice.

"Hey, this is a small cave." A voice sounded behind him, with an excited tail tone.The young master stuck his head out from behind Yuechen and looked into the depths of the cave.

"Hey, this is really a beautiful girl."

The author has something to say:

Hey, we, Fengling and Yuechen, are not on the same page now~

Feng Tiantian usually likes to flirt, should she do it or will do it, and Yuechen is not stupid

Some little angels said that I am short, and that I am so thick that even I am afraid of myself!But due to time constraints, I have to reduce the number of words to apply for the list, so I am a little sorry for everyone, and the stupid author will come back after being on the list!

Catch bugs today and update tomorrow!Absolutely not cheating~