Under an old pine tree on the mountain road, Feng Jin looked at the bow on his hand and left tears of unassuming tears.

The beautiful crescent-like girl on the side clasped her knees with her hands on her knees, leaned on the old pine tree, and looked at Feng Jin with a smile, very happy.

"Monroe, you've changed, you're no longer the person I knew you before!" Feng Jin said with grief and indignation.

"Tui, stinky scumbag, you changed first!" Ma Monroe spit out her lilac tongue and spit out her coquettish voice.

Feng Jin wanted to cry without tears when she heard this, and turned her head and didn't want to dwell on this topic with her, otherwise it would be endless again, and the arrogance would be even worse if she lost, and she would probably be bitten if she won......

"Brother Jin!" When Feng Jin was sulking, he suddenly found that a line of black-robed men appeared on the way back.

As the sound of "jingle bell" sounded, Feng Jin saw the young man walking in the middle, and the young man had a cynical expression on his face, waving to him.

This person is the disciple of the Poison Sect who happened to meet in Dayu Town, and he will never give up.

Feng Jin and the others slowly stood up and looked at their group of more than a dozen people, unlike when they were in the restaurant before, most of the teenagers at that time did not follow, but were replaced by middle-aged men, and even an old man among them.

"Don't abandon my brother, what a coincidence!" Feng Jin clenched his fists and said.

Everyone in the Poison Sect also recognized this young man, and all their eyes were on him, and they couldn't help but not know him, because they had always been under the Nantian Gate.

At first, there were a lot of people under Nantianmen, and he didn't give up or recognize the two, but then things were so earth-shattering, as the wind of the parties, it was difficult for him to see it or not.

After Wan Buqi approached, he found that there were indeed only two people, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Brother Jin was really a good means in Nantianmen before, and the surprise is simply beyond measure!"

Feng Jin waved his hand a little unnaturally when he heard this: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, it's just that I have practiced a lot, and I can't meet someone who is really advanced in cultivation." ”

Feng Jin's modesty made everyone a little impressed, after all, he had made such a big fuss in Nantianmen before, he was able to retreat with his whole body, saying that there was no relationship with Tongtian?

And he clicked the sword once and again, which is even more exciting, with such strength and such a background, he is still a humble person, how can he not make people feel good?

At this time, in the Poison Sect, the gray-haired old man standing beside Wan Bu took a step forward, looked at him with a kind face, and said: "This son has outstanding strength, but he does not have the slightest talent and arrogance, I don't know what kind of family he is, he is so good." ”

Feng Jin looked at the old man with a long beard, and said with a push: "The predecessor praised it falsely, and it is a person from the Li family in Mingzhou, with a single name of Jin, and the Jin of the Red Silk." ”

The gray-haired old man stroked his beard and nodded, and said in appreciation: "Not humble or arrogant, reasonable, what a young man!"

Wan Buqi introduced to Feng Jin at this time: "Brother Jin, this is the sect master of our Poison Sect, Wan Junli!

Feng Jin was shocked when he heard this, and looked at the old man again, and found that the qi around him was faint and invisible, and he had obviously reached the level of restraint.

The leader of the twelve demon paths under Dai Zhou's rule, this is a little scary, he represents not only strength, but a background that reaches the sky!

Nowadays, the ancestors of the famous sect and the ancestors of the Xianzong Wangmen have been forcibly recruited by the Qing Law Prison, or they have entered the court as officials, or they have directly entered the Qing Law Prison.

It is true that this huge rivers and lakes are declining, but the people in the rivers and lakes are not all dead, they have just changed their ways.

Every land immortal who can reach the realm of tracing back to the origin, and who is a mortal? There are many people, there will always be those who take root in the court and make a name for themselves.

And these people who are famous, and there are not a few who serve in this continent, it is definitely impossible to say that they do not have a little incense.

Therefore, within the rules, there will still be some brushing on the forces from which they are born, and this has led to the fact that today's rivers and lakes can actually be said to be a court dispute.

The ancestors behind them are hard, they will also be hard, and like the Poison Sect, if they can become the leader of the Demon Dao, it is simply hard to a certain extent.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Jin's eyes were different when he looked at this old man, this kind old man, God knows how many lives he once had on his hands.

"I've seen thousands of seniors, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

Ma Monroe on the side also made a gesture at this time and said hello.

Wan Junli waved his hand kindly, and chuckled: "You don't have to listen to nonsense, what kind of demon leader, the old man has not admitted it." Both of them are talented and beautiful, but they are really a pair of beauties made in heaven, not bad... Not bad. ”

Ma Menglu's face was slightly red when she heard this, she lowered her head and took a step back to stand behind Feng Jin, a little shy, but the latter was not a little embarrassed at this time, but nodded stupidly:

"Hehe, thank you seniors for the compliment, false praise, false praise, hahaha——!"

Ma Monroe didn't know how to be ashamed when she saw it, and she didn't know how to restrain herself after laughing for a long time, she suddenly became angry, her little face bulged high, and a pair of small jade hands climbed directly to Feng Jin's waist......

"Hey, hey, hey... Hiss-" The boy sucked his stomach wide with a breath of coolness.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the Poison Sect looking at Feng Jin instantly became meaningful, and if they didn't give up, their eyes narrowed into a slit, looked at the two of them with a smirk, and said softly:

"Alas, I didn't expect Brother Jin to be a... cough cough, understand, understand......" After speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and added: "It's okay, isn't this popular now, hehehe......"

Feng Jin looked at Wan Bu with a confused expression, his expression was a little trance, what the hell? Pop a hammer? You tell me clearly!

After secretly slandering himself for a long time, Feng Jin finally couldn't help but say: "Don't abandon brother, what do you mean, what do you mean by this, what do you mean by this being popular now, which one is popular?"

"Ahem, there are fewer and fewer men with three wives and four concubines after the Yong'an year, and today's young people are choosing one person to die at every turn, and the status of women is not going to soar. It's normal, we all understand, but Brother Jin has to consider the situation at home......"

After Wan Bu finished speaking, he also leaked a meaningful evil smile at Feng Jin, which was quite a bit of schadenfreude.

Feng Jin looked at Ma Monroe as if he didn't understand, but found that the latter was staring at him with a pair of big eyes, and his eyes were ...... It seems to have a touch of murder.

"Ahem, don't abandon my brother, I, Li, don't have any hatred for you, why do you harm me so much! As a man, don't you have to choose one person to die of old age? What does it mean to consider the situation at home, and what does the affairs of the two of us have to do with the family? ”

When the group saw Feng Jin's words, they immediately looked at Ma Monroe with strange expressions, and their eyes were full of admiration for a while.

What a means to make a man do this!

Just now, don't give up what you said that after the Yong'an year, there will be fewer cases of men having three wives and four concubines, which is actually a one-sided statement. The people had no money to marry three or four daughters-in-law, so of course they chose one of them to die old.

The landlords and old rich people have no wealth in their families, and they have enough heirs, so they must hope to find a woman who is the right person to bring them in, in that case, unless the woman cannot give birth, otherwise it is really possible that the man will never marry again.

But that's just an ordinary family, to put it bluntly, even the landlord and the old wealth are just ordinary people in their eyes, the more noble the family, the more patriarchal this is undoubted.

How can a man only marry a daughter-in-law, such as the son of a powerful man in the court, as long as it is not too ridiculous and outrageous, he will carry out all kinds of harmony.

If the son is young and promising, young and talented, it is simply a weapon for their family's promotion, and no matter how bad it is, it will pave a glittering road to the court.

The eldest son of the great priest married the eldest daughter of the great priest as his wife, and married the second daughter of the great justice as his wife, and then married the daughter of the great priest as his side wife, didn't this network spread out instantly.

In addition, a young and promising son can also network his subordinates and marry the daughter of a subordinate minister as a concubine or something, isn't this just his in-laws?

In peacetime, there is no comradeship and shared weal and sorrow, and if you want to get a reliable relationship, you can only take the marriage route.

As for the other sentence, young people nowadays choose one person to die at every turn, just listen to this kind of words......