129 Varied shapes and meanings

The swordsman blinked desperately at the bone elf, wanting her to come forward to change the topic, after all, he was also the party, and Qing Yue was targeting him as a swordsman!

But what was exchanged was the bone elf's big eyes and small eyes: "You, what's wrong with your eyes, into the sand?"

"Oh, no!" the swordsman stomped his feet politely, how could a person who is usually so smart be so stupid at a critical moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Prince Long saw everything in his eyes, and stepped forward to Cheng Biting Jin's father and daughter: "Senior Cheng, the sun is so hot now, if we have anything to say, let's go into the house and say it, so as to dissipate the anger." ā€

"Well, let's go!" Cheng Yanjin felt that this idea was quite good, and it just solved his urgent need.

Although Qingyue was unwilling, her outfit really couldn't allow her to stay in the sun anymore.

She ordered her subordinates at the door to disperse, only the old brother Zhang hesitated, and he didn't want to leave one step at a time?

Qing Yue asked angrily: "If you have something, just say it!"

I don't know who saw that she was in danger just now, so she confessed directly, if it weren't for Cheng Yanjin is her father, she would have been killed by him sooner or later.

Old Brother Zhang drooped his head, his eyes were red and swollen: "The owner, the small, the small one is really a last resort, and it is only ...... that it is " The words reached the excitement, and he choked up several times.

Although Qingyue has a strange temper, she is very good at managing people. She has always believed that it doesn't matter how capable she is, it's a big deal to cultivate it slowly. However, if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, such a person can do anything in order to survive.

She was ruthless, "Lao Zhang, from now on, Linglong Pavilion will not allow you to take another half step." "Cut through the mess quickly to avoid endless troubles.

"Boss, don't drive me away!" Lao Zhang knelt on the ground, looking pitiful. But there is something hateful about the wretched.

The bone elf is not an indiscriminate person, so he can't be angry directly: "When you framed someone just now, why didn't you think about it too much!"

Qingyue nodded in agreement, "Lao Zhang, I read that you are also the hero of my Linglong Pavilion, and I haven't investigated your guilt, you can just leave!"

Lao Zhang bowed down and retreated, but no one saw the hatred that flashed in his eyes.

After entering the house, Cheng Yanjin was busy in the Tang Dynasty Mansion, and the swordsman saw that the master's forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, and he couldn't bear it: "Master, take a rest, just leave anything to me to do." ā€

Cheng Yanjin hadn't been so happy for a long time, as soon as he spoke, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were terrifying, and the swordsman looked at a fierce spirit, and quickly touched his arm, which was full of goosebumps.

Cheng Yanjin didn't notice the reaction of his precious disciple, and was busy with himself: "You just sit and show you something good for a while, this is invented by this girl of mine." Speaking of his daughter, Cheng bit the corners of Jin's mouth and couldn't help but rise.

Cheng Yanjin found a few broken wooden planks out of nowhere, puffed out his cheeks and blew it, and the dust on it flew everywhere in an instant.

"Cough, cough", this is all something, the bone elf choked and coughed.

"You, you kid don't understand, cough cough ......" Cheng Yanjin also said others, but he was choked and couldn't breathe: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." ā€

He quickly nailed the three planks together with a nail and hung a silk thread on the nail, "Alright, swordsman, you go to the storehouse and get some ice." ā€

Cheng Biting Jin Zhi made the swordsman handy, and I don't know who said that he didn't need others, the bone elf pouted, which was regarded as a grievance for the swordsman.

After a while, the swordsman returned with a group of disciples, each holding a fast ice pimple in their arms.

The bone elves couldn't guess what kind of trick this was going to do, but when they saw this battle, they guessed it in their hearts.

"Senior Cheng, what kind of good way to get along with each other to cool off the heat?" Prince Long also saw it, and asked politely and humbly.

"Come, you go and tie this rope to the waterwheel in the courtyard!" Cheng Yanjin directly beckoned a disciple closest to him to run errands for him.

Seeing his disciple go upside down, he immediately urged the spiritual power in his body to inject into the rotating waterwheel, only to see the water that was originally slowly flowing and playing soft and pleasant music, as if rushing down from the nine heavens, flowing down with a bang.

The rapid flow of water pulled the three planks to turn, and the wind blew through the ice placed on the floor in front of them, and the whole room was suddenly cool!

"Is this Miss Qingyue's idea?" the bone elf was overjoyed, she guessed eight or nine, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, she still had a hard time believing it.

Qingyue was embarrassed and lowered her head: "But, isn't it this girl!"

This guy is very polite!

"Miss Qingyue, what is your original name?" the bone elf admitted that her curiosity had been hooked by her: "Could it be Cheng Qingyue?"

If it was this name, although they had never deliberately mentioned it in front of Cheng Yanjin, they usually mentioned it from time to time when they spoke. Cheng Yanjin listened, and it was impossible to be indifferent.

"She, her name is Cheng Yue!" The swordsman was talkative, and then lowered his voice again, and secretly told the bone elf: "How is it? My master's writing is not very good!" The name he chose was cheesy, and it was not as good as the random pseudonym of the girl herself!

"Hmm. The bone elf also sang and harmonized, and it was rare for the swordsman to agree with her today, so there was no need to quarrel.

"People walk in the rivers and lakes, if they don't have a few pseudonyms and don't change a few shapes, then aren't they all enemies?

"Listening to you say that, it seems to make a lot of sense, Miss Cheng Yue!" The bone elf teased her, she had sworn before that as long as she found the daughter of Cheng Biting Jin, she must be taught a good lesson.

What I didn't expect was that Miss Cheng Qingyue still had a lot of personal charm, and she actually made the bone elf dispel this idea.

The swordsman frowned here, and he was not happy at all: "Master!"

His dull voice forced everyone's attention to turn to him.

Cheng Yanjin was stunned for a while, and quickly reacted again: "What's wrong?"

The swordsman looked Qingyue up and down: "I've seen the eldest lady, she ......"

It's funny to say that this kind of questioning voice has to rely on him, an outsider, to raise it.

"She doesn't seem to be!" the swordsman clearly heard his own rational voice sound.

"Bang!" Cheng Biting Jin was really angry this time, and even the tea cup on the table jumped a lot higher.

The swordsman knew that it was wrong, but if he held it back, he felt that it would be even more inappropriate, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Senior Cheng, he doesn't have a heart for a swordsman...... Prince Long hurriedly stood up and rounded the field.

The bone elf was so frightened by that scene that she couldn't speak for a long time, because she had been holding the name of "Cheng Qianjin" on her head for so long, but she had never seen him so angry and abnormal.

Sure enough, children are the hearts and minds of parents, and this scale is the same for everyone.