The golden-clothed young man was a little uncertain at this time, and there were huge waves in his heart, no matter what he thought, he didn't expect it.

Among the descendants of the Feng family, only the descendants have reached tens of thousands of people, as the contemporary helmsman of the Feng family, one of the eight kings of the Ming King. There are only two sons, one of whom is still the "true dragon" who was born as a land immortal, and it is impossible for him to appear in the outside world without several saints and even great saints by his side.

And the remaining second son of the Ming King, who was not well-known, wanted to meet him almost with a 1 in 10,000 chance, and he really let him bump into him.

What's even more hellish is that as the son of King Ming, he would actually walk with another messy descendant of the Feng clan whose cultivation is weak, and judging by his words and deeds, it is obvious that he is mainly based on another descendant.

The gold-clothed young man looked at Feng Jin on the side again, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and then as if he had changed a person, after thinking for a moment, he suddenly put away his long sword, and made a solemn fist towards the two, and then said in a deep voice:

"I apologize for the faux pas just now, and ask the two brothers to forgive me, this matter is really a misunderstanding, I passed by here unintentionally, and I heard the sound of fighting before I came in. There are still some trivial matters that need to be dealt with urgently, so I will leave first, and I will talk to the two of you in the future. ”

After that, the golden-clothed young man didn't even look at the person behind him, jumped up directly, and disappeared after a few moves between the walls.

At this time, several of the black-clothed men with knives who were advanced in cultivation also turned around and climbed over the wall, leaving faster than the golden-clothed young man, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Feng Jin suddenly shouted, "Catch them!"

When the words fell, the rest of the people in black all came back to their senses and fled one after another, and there was also a coquettish shout from the group of people opposite the man in black: "Chase, don't let any of them go!"

Then a group of people in blue and blue military uniforms chased after the group of black-clothed people, and for a while, more than half of the people in the courtyard suddenly decreased.

The leader of this group of people must be the golden-clothed young man who is the son of Taisheng, and the rest is irrelevant, I'm afraid that if they are caught, they won't confess the golden-clothed young man, and let them chase them just to give an explanation to the people who suffered this fight.

Feng Jin slowly walked towards the group of people, and the whole person was a little happy, without it, just because he saw this charming woman in her bones again.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in the group strode towards several people, his face was filled with the joy of reunion after a long absence, and said loudly: "Little brother, you are really our nobles, it is a blessing to meet you here!"

The middle-aged man strode in front of everyone, and his face gradually became clear, it was the elder of the Longshan Sword Sect who was desperately trying to protect the younger disciple of the sect, and then because of a pill, he knelt down on his knees to thank him-Chang Nianchun.

He is also the one who asked the three teenagers of Fengjin to re-examine the word sect, and also let them know that the sect does have the side of capital discrimination, bullying the people and fearing officials, but they also have the spirit of inheritance and incense!

It does respond to the saying, "Different angles, different things are seen." "Before they came into contact with Chang Nianchun, they always thought that the sects in the rivers and lakes were just a group of capital forces that rose in response to the times.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't actually blame them, Grandpa Ying, who taught Feng Jin to cook Xiaoxian, once said that no matter what era, capital and class will always exist.

Capital is never one or two, you do what you are, he does what he does, if you don't do what he does, he will crush you with capital, and then slowly eliminate you.

This kind of thing, it can't be said that who is right and who is wrong, it can only be said that it is just done in response to the situation. For them, being devoted to the sect and the inheritance of incense is more important than anything else.

Meng Yitian also walked forward at this time, and said with a righteous face: "Uncle Chun is too polite like this, it is my generation's duty to be righteous and draw a sword to help when the road is uneven, and I can't afford such a false praise." ”

Chang Nianchun suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum when he heard this, looked at Meng Yitian meaningfully, smacked his lips and nodded: "Young man, you are quite promising, with these two little brothers, it is really not good to have no skills...... Tsk, this little brother is still as handsome as ever, this face is really shocking to see once. ”

Mengtian seemed to have seen a confidant, and grabbed Chang Nianchun's big hand with a longing on his face, and said with emotion: "Brother, you know me! Oh, finally someone knows how to appreciate my handsome, dashing, and graceful ...... (omitting the text of the three chapters). ”

Looking at the scene of the ghost animal in front of him, even the person concerned, Chang Nianchun, couldn't help it, his eyelids jumped, this little rabbit cub was still Uncle Chun in the previous sentence, and the next sentence became an old brother, and he came when he opened his mouth?

Feng Jin and Feng Mou covered their faces, pretending not to know the goods, and just as the former looked at the woman in the distance and was about to step forward to say hello, the narcissus behind him suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Childe...... Yours, veil ......" Narcissus stared at Feng Jin's face in a trance, holding a thin veil in his hands, and whispered.

The latter glanced at the tulle, touched his cheek again, and suddenly realized that the veil hanging on his face was gone, could it be just now...... When you rub your face, it falls off?!

Feng Jin finally understood why a group of people were staring at his face, and why Chang Nianchun said that sentence, and suddenly a cloud of fire hit his cheeks, and the whole person looked a little panicked.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow appeared in front of Feng Jin's eyes, gently took the veil, and then hung it on his face again, and a pair of weak and boneless little jade hands also stroked the messy hair on his head for him with great affection.

"Why are you so careless, this veil can block a lot of ill-intentioned people for you, next time you wear it, don't drop it again." A soft and somewhat coquettish voice came.

As soon as these words fell, everyone looked at the girl with different expressions.

The girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, her head is in a fairy bun, she is dressed in gold silk white, and a milky white tulle is wrapped around her jade lotus-like forearms, which is a very pure and innocent dress, but for some reason she looks particularly charming when she wears it on this girl.

That kind of charm is not charming, as if it comes from the bones, there is a feeling of pity that I see, coupled with her soft and incomparably delicate sentence just now, it made everyone look straight for a while.

As the person concerned, Feng Jin's face, which was already red at the moment, was even more transparent as if he could drip blood, and stammered: "Got it, Miss Monroe......"

When Feng and Mengtian beside him heard this, their eyes widened in unison, and they looked at Ma Monroe in front of them, the former lost his voice and said: "This is the 'little clay man' a few days ago?" The latter exclaimed with tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, I have seen your goddess!"

"This girl's words are very right, it is not necessarily men who have bad intentions, there are many women who exude demonic energy even in their bones, childe, you have to be careful. A purple-clothed aster stepped forward and hugged Narcissus's jade arm, and looked at Feng Jinyi with a smile.

Ma Monroe smiled when she heard this, glanced back at Ziyuan, and a very beautiful pink brilliance flashed in her slightly angry pupils.

The figure of the narcissus, who was originally a little low on the side, suddenly took a step forward, blocking in front of Ma Menglu and Ziyuan, and said expressionlessly: "This girl, you seem to have misunderstood, we were personally instructed by Mengzu to protect this little boy, the girl is a little too strong." ”

Ma Monroe and Narcissus looked at each other for a moment, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes, their voices were no longer as soft as before, and they said a little coldly: "I see, it's really hard for everyone, I thought that Jin Gongzi accidentally entered a place with a hook fence and was stuck by a group of girls with flowers." ”

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen Oiran suddenly stared at Ma Monroe with unkind faces like cats that had been stepped on their tails, and said one after another:

"Yo~ This girl is so sharp-toothed, my sisters are really showy, but it's not as beautiful as yours~"

"Well, the girl reminds me of a sharp-tongued best friend, and unfortunately the grass on my sister's grave is now three feet tall. It's just that the little mouth is so tricky, and there is no one to help her clean up the grave, sister~ You said that she was miserable. ”

"And this thing, Sister Peony, I also have a good sister with a bad mouth, she just has a festering mouth, listening to you say this, this mouthy person, there is really no good end. ”

......

On the side, Ma Monroe's face became darker and darker the more he listened, his silver teeth bit his pink lips, he couldn't help trembling, and suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Jin with an aggrieved face, his eyes turned red, and crystal tears rolled around in it.

Looking at Ma Monroe, who was about to burst into tears with an aggrieved face, Feng Jin and the others all looked at the women with a confused expression, and they didn't understand why they suddenly exploded, and even became such a-for-tat.

Dream Day in the corner watched the women's insinuation exchange dumbfounded, and murmured: "This mouth cannon is strong!"