Chapter Ninety-Seven: Broken Arms

He saw the panic in Ling Mengshan's eyes from the side of Ling Mengshan's cheeks, she was not much different from her who was at a loss when she was in the Hua family before.

Morrowind knew that this right hand might be about to suffer next, but he still tried to turn his shout into a roar and shouted, "Ling Mengshan, you still don't let go!"

He held on to the hope, maybe after Ling Mengshan was awakened by his roar, he would be afraid and subconsciously let go of his hand, maybe he would be able to quickly withdraw his right hand at that time, and he would not have to suffer from it.

Following the thoughts, Ling Mengshan was also yelled at by him as she wished, and came back to her senses from her frightened look, but she looked at him nervously, deviated from his thoughts, and said without letting go, "Yes, there are ghosts!"

Chenfeng estimated that Ling Mengshan would not let go, so he would not be surprised by this, but his hand hurt.

However, after listening to Ling Mengshan's words, he didn't just have a pain in his hand, but a pain in his hand, and he couldn't help but run out of a dirty word, saying, "Have you been kicked in the brain, or are your eyes down, open your eyes and see where there are ghosts here?"

Ling Mengshan knew that she had been scolded, but she was not angry because of Chenfeng's scolding, but turned her head suspiciously to look at it, glanced left, right, and forward, and made sure that there were only people around who were looking at her, and nothing else was found, so she let go of her nervousness.

But even if she didn't see anything, she had already let go of her nerves, she still didn't dare to let go of Chenfeng's hand, and asked a little timidly, "What was that voice just now?"

"Can you let go first? My hand is going to break, I'll tell you when you let go!" Morrowind had to talk about the conditions, no way, my hand really hurts and is going to break!

"No, you say it first!" Ling Mengshan refused decisively without thinking, and looked around suspiciously, as if she was afraid that something would suddenly rush out.

Out of helplessness, Chenfeng had to explain first: "The sound of exhalation just now is the sound of the flowing wind passing through the fork, and the rustling sound is the sound of the flowing wind sweeping the blades of grass." ”

"Flowing Wind!" Hearing Chenfeng's explanation, Ling Mengshan thought to herself.

She knows the fork, that is, between the branches, between the mountains and rocks, between the roads, there are openings.

She also knew the blades of grass, so she didn't say much about them, they were grass or hay and leaves.

These backyards are indeed a lot.

There was only the word flowing wind, and it was the first time she had heard it, what kind of wind was this!

She roughly flipped through all her knowledge and memories, and there was no word flowing wind in it, and she couldn't figure out what kind of wind it was, so she had to look at the morning breeze in confusion and asked, "Flowing wind...... What kind of wind is it?"

The other people, including the old man, Shui Wuxin, Shui Jingyun, and even Zihongyi, were all so ordinary, they all raised their heads to look at the morning wind, and it was the first time they had heard the word flowing wind.

Taking advantage of Ling Mengshan's distraction, Chenfeng quietly moved his right hand that was locked in Ling Mengshan's arms slightly, and he had no choice but to continue to explain: "The flowing wind is the wind that is left behind before or after the dark wind blows. ”

In a word, simple and straightforward.

It's just that it seems that this explanation is too simple and short, not only did Ling Mengshan not understand anything, but the other people were also confused.

There is no need for Ling Mengshan to ask again, Chenfeng saw it in his eyes, he looked at the puzzled expressions of the people, and continued to explain clearly, and simply finished explaining.

"The natural winds between heaven and earth are divided into bright winds and dark winds. ”

"Ming wind is a kind of wind with direction, it can clearly let people know where and what direction it is blowing, and it is a kind of wind that people can sense or predict in advance. ”

"Dark winds are a type of wind that cannot be detected and can blow from an unknown place at any time and at any time, large or small, so insensitive and unpredictable. ”

"And the flowing wind is a kind of dark wind, as for how it is generated, don't ask me, I don't know. ”

After Chenfeng finished saying this, the scene fell with his words, and it quieted down, and after a few breaths passed, Zi Hongyi was the first to nod in his arms, indicating that he understood.

Then Shui Jingyun and Shui Wuxin, as well as the old man and Xiao Wu, as well as the people in Shui Xiu's homeland, also nodded as if they understood.

Even the four little guys and the little ones obviously didn't understand anything, and they nodded as if the adults were following suit.

Only Ling Mengshan was still half-puzzled and wanted to get to the bottom of the question: "That the wind ......?"

"Stop! you just need to know it's not a ghost. Morrowind interrupted her questioning.

He guessed what Ling Mengshan was going to ask, it was nothing more than what was the connection between the flowing wind and the dark wind and the bright wind, etc., this was to get to the bottom of the problem of the flowing wind, the dark wind and the bright wind, these three winds were clearly understood.

However, can't you think about his right hand, he is almost unconscious, and if he continues to hug him so tightly, he will really be temporarily abolished.

"That'...... What is that knock, knock sound?" However, before Ling Mengshan could answer that Chenfeng would not let go, Zi Hongyi asked at this time.

"That sound of teeth colliding, just ask him!" Chenfeng's right hand was really at the limit, and he hurriedly pointed his left hand at Xiao Wu to divert everyone's attention.

Everyone also followed the direction of his finger to look at Xiao Wu, and Chenfeng turned his head to look at Ling Mengshan at this time, interrupting Ling Mengshan's eyes that were also looking at Xiao Wu, staring at Ling Mengshan's eyes with the meaning of his eyes and saying, "Aren't you going to let go?"

Xiao Wu saw that everyone was following the uncle's fingers and looked at his side, and his heart suddenly kicked in his heart, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he had been exposed, and hurriedly squatted down in fear, only to say apologetically: "I'm sorry, the little one didn't mean it!"

It turned out that the sound of teeth colliding was really the sound of teeth colliding, which Xiao Wu was afraid to make after hearing the scream.

"Beat him!"

I don't know who shouted out the sentence "beat him" first, and everyone didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, four-six-twenty-four, including the old man, these people who had just been frightened by the pronunciation of his teeth, all rushed up and gave Xiao Wu two strokes casually, but they were all measured, just angry, and did not use Xuan Li.

Ling Mengshan saw that Chenfeng wanted her to let go, her eyes immediately dodged, and her face was a little more shy, and she whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, my manual can't do it?"

"What do you mean?"

Before Chenfeng could speak, the purple and red clothes in front of his arms turned his head vigilantly when he heard the sound, staring at the right hand of Chenfeng in Ling Mengshan's arms, which had been deformed by his tight hug, but still hadn't let go.

What's more, one of her hands was clearly on the hilt of the Burning Flame Sword, which meant that if you didn't let go of Morrowind's right hand, I would kill you with one sword.

When she was in the Hua family, she had already had murderous intentions towards Ling Mengshan, but because of the morning wind, she endured it.

Ling Mengshan's appearance just now, and because of some slight fear factors, she didn't think of the intention of making a move on Ling Mengshan.

But now that everything was clear, then she could turn to Ling Mengshan.

Ling Mengshan's whole body was burned by the dazzling light of the purple and red clothes, and she didn't dare to have any thoughts of resisting, because she saw the killing intent in the purple and red clothes' eyes, the real killing intent.

"If she dared to show any unwillingness in her eyes, she would kill herself. This was what Ling Mengshan read from the purple red clothes' gaze.

Chenfeng had a headache at hand again, he didn't speak just now, and the meaning conveyed with his eyes was that he was afraid that the worst thing would happen, and he also knew vaguely about the affairs of the Hua family.

According to Hongyi's attitude towards Ling Mengshan, if Ling Mengshan had paid attention to Hongyi at this time, and had been heard by Hongyi Ling Mengshan still couldn't let go of his hand, then there was no need for Hongyi to settle old accounts, just now, with this new one, Hongyi would definitely unceremoniously help Ling Mengshan cut off this hand that couldn't be released.

I had to, in order to prevent such a thing from happening, Chenfeng raised his left hand and brought the head of the purple red cloth upstairs, hugging her left shoulder, not letting her face Ling Mengshan.

Then he took this opportunity to stare at Ling Mengshan and convey the meaning with his eyes, "Let go quickly, otherwise I won't be able to protect you." ”

Losing the target of the purple and red clothes' gaze, Ling Mengshan breathed a sigh of relief, but helplessly replied to Chenfeng's eyes, "I'm sorry, I, my hands really can't move." ”

In fact, not only her hands, but also her arms couldn't move, just like her body couldn't move after she started to touch Morrowind's body, this time her hands and arms touched Moralwind, and they couldn't move either.

Morrowind was annoyed, and thought of a way to start letting Ling Mengshan go, staring at Ling Mengshan's eyes, a trace of consciousness flashed, there was no way.

Ling Mengshan couldn't help but tremble when she was stared at by Chenfeng's eyes, and looked at Chenfeng a little timidly.

She could hold Chenfeng's right hand, and she was naturally very close to Chenfeng, otherwise how could she be heard by Zihongyi in a soft whisper! At such a close distance, if Chenfeng did something to her, plus she couldn't move, she couldn't hide if she wanted to.

Involuntarily, she could only look at the morning breeze with pleading eyes, and conveyed the meaning with her expression: "Don't, Mengshan begs you!"

"No!" Chenfeng firmly refused, it would not be beneficial for anyone to drag on like this, he might only temporarily lose the use of one hand at that time, but Ling Mengshan was not, she might lose this life unstoppable.

Now Zi Hongyi already has murderous intent towards Ling Mengshan, he is okay and stable, but if his hand is broken at this time, then Zi Hongyi wants to kill Ling Mengshan's murderous intent, he doesn't feel that he can stop it.

As the saying goes, it's easy to kill, but it's hard to save people, his mystical power can't be used yet, and the chill is not the power to save people.

"Don't, don't, Mengshan begged for a son, Mengshan was willing to break her arms, Mengshan was willing to break her arms for her son, Mengshan begged for a son, Mengshan didn't want it!"