Chapter Twenty-Eight: Chicken Feathers

The man was dressed in a brocade robe, but it was dazzling white in the night, with wing-like feathers tied around his shoulders and long white streamers. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info him turned over, kicked a few times in the air, and landed steadily in the courtyard.

The sound of breathing in the small courtyard was quiet, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to move. The moonlight gently shrouded this side, and a faint silver glow roamed the man's body, outlining a shocking glimpse on the brocade robe.

Shen Lin'an smiled and bent his eyebrows: "I often hear the world praise the crane of Feiyue Tower for having the color of Qiongyu Zhilan, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name!" ”

Crane Ming's eyes swept around the courtyard: "Where, where!" The girl's appearance surprised me, the seven-leaf hand Shen Xi Bai Wei is famous, but no one has ever mentioned it? It's such a good color. ”

"Childe's words are serious, white is just a remnant, how can the enemy be suave!"

Heming's hands were folded, and his joints crackled: "The girl is too modest, with such a romantic charm, you can know that the girl is an ordinary person." ”

These two people are shameless to praise each other! There were light coughs in the small courtyard. Shen Lin'an took a sip of mutton soup, and the slightly hot touch made her eyebrows frown slightly, so she put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "The young man came here, his body is as elegant as a feather, so superb and light, it is fascinating." ”

Heming put a finger leak glove on his hand, and was warming up, hearing this, his face showed a smug expression: "I heard that the girl made a secret weapon with a superb, why don't you have a discussion?" ”

Shen Linan nodded: "Why don't you stop at the point?" ”

The two chatted happily for a while, and then began to discuss in a good atmosphere. He Ming clenched his fists and said please, and then the whole person pounced on Shen Lin'an with a white shadow. Shen Lin'an's fingers moved slightly, and the white shadow turned around: "This speed is really extraordinary!" ”

Shen Lin'an smiled: "You're not slow. ”

The subsequent confrontation was a bit nonsensical in the eyes of outsiders: Heming was indeed so fast that he couldn't catch his figure, but Shen Linan sat quietly in the audience. If it weren't for the violent friction in the air and the crunch of the collision of hidden objects, they would have thought it was a static picture.

Of course, another important factor that makes people sure that the competition is still going on is the continuous sound of the crane singing: "Nine darts!" Watch me fall! Eh, you're going to make a move with your left hand! Break the Sky! You actually used the Soul Rejuvenation Needle! Flash! ……”

Just like that, the trash talk was broadcast live to the audience, and Heming stepped three times in a row, and jumped directly to the top of the tall tree: "Shen Xibai is really strong, my Heming is invincible, and I am convinced!" If you have the chance, come back next time! ”

Shen Linan smiled and served the bowl: "A bowl of mutton soup?" ”

Before the words fell, a gust of wind swept by, and the bowl in his hand had disappeared. Shen Lin'an smiled, only to hear a crane chirping in the distance.

Heluzi is a little square, and the one, two, three, four, five, and six gentlemen in the courtyard are also quite square: didn't you say that there was a killer from Feiyue Tower? Zhengda Guangming ran me to Shen Bigu to kill people, not to mention, how can it become a competition to praise each other? I've waited a day to show me this?

Heluzi jumped off the roof: "What? And that's the end of it? ”

"Or else?" Shen Lin'an casually filled another bowl of mutton soup: "Feiyuelou promised me to kill only once, but he couldn't beat me, so he naturally left." ”

Heluzi was a little sullen, and he was still counting on the opportunity to watch a good show, who knew it would be over? Seeing that there was no follow-up, everyone got up one after another and jumped into the courtyard, which was quite spectacular.

Shen Linan was also a little surprised, she counted in the courtyard, a total of forty-two people. Her face was a little distorted: "I've touched these things?" ”

Heluzi jumped out of the crowd: "I'm not! After thinking about it, he added: "These are those that you have touched or not, and those who are dead are not counted." ”

How many times does this feel disgusting? Shen Linan praised his dedication in his heart. She beckoned to everyone: "Thanks to your care for the day, you must be tired at this time, why don't you drink a bowl of mutton soup to warm up your body?" ”

The night is cold, such a pot of mutton soup is really tempting, and when there are not many people, they drink the soup lively, and the small courtyard is noisy for a while.

Two bowls of hot soup went down, and the people in the courtyard fell to the ground, and the black of this place was particularly eye-catching. Shen Lin'an turned around and pulled the wheelchair, and there were footsteps one after another, and a pair of hands held the armrest of the wheelchair and pushed the person into the room. He pushed Shen Linan behind the table and knelt down on one knee in front of the table.

Shen Lin'an took out a note from his sleeve, erased the word "first sight" from the paper, and a little confetti fell from his fingertips: "Didn't you say that you and I are no longer related?" Who asked you to come? ”

Heming lowered his head: "The servant is here to do a task, and it has nothing to do with the girl." ”

Shen Lin'an choked for a moment: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Someone is asking Feiyue Tower for training methods in the name of the Northwest Army."

Shen Linan raised his eyebrows, this Northwest Army is in the hands of the Shen family! "What kind of training does he want?"

Heming took out an object from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Lin'an, Shen Lin'an took it, looked at it carefully for a moment, moved his fingertips slightly, and untied the thousand machine tubes. There are only two words on it: Hades.

The Ghost is a special kind of killer trained by the Flying Moon Tower, they can only be used once in their life, but they are extremely lethal. The training of the ghost is gradual, and the results are not visible, and the trainer looks like an ordinary person. When the ghost is used, it needs to use a secret method to open the ability to accumulate on weekdays, when the blood vessels burst, the meridians widen, and the power is infinite. After three quarters of an hour, the ghost dies, and the corpse quickly turns blue and swells when it dies, and is called the ghost.

Because of these characteristics, the ghost can be used for intelligence collection and emergency operations, and the cultivation technology is relatively mature, which has become a major signboard of the Feiyue Tower.

"It's not a small ambition." Shen Linan sneered: "In the name of the Northwest Army, I think you want to insert people into the army?" Find out who did it? ”

Heming retracted the thousand machine tube on the table into his sleeve and presented another one. Shen Lin'an was stunned for a moment: "Can't you have something to make it clear together?" It's very tiring to open a thousand machine tubes. ”

He replied: "This is to ensure the independence and security of intelligence. ”

Okay, Shen Lin'an choked again, and silently untied the Thousand Machine Tube. This time it's three words: its bit.

Sideways? It turned out to be him. Shen Lin'an groaned: If he has already stretched out his hand to the Northwest Army, the other one is not far away, and the good days of the Shen family are coming to an end.

Her dark eyes swept over the two notes on the table, and instructed Heming: "Tell you the landlord, just wait and see what happens, and be careful not to get your hands dirty, otherwise it will be difficult to get out." ”

Heming responded, glanced at Shen Lin'an, and saw that she was no longer talking, knowing that she was sending off guests, but she didn't dare to leave. Shen Lin'an glanced at him: "Anything else?" ”

Heming smiled a little awkwardly: "That, girl, did you write something?" ”

"No, nothing important."

Is it? Heming silently cried in his heart: "The landlord gave two thousand machine tubes. ”

"......" Shen Linan was helpless: "Just write it for you." The pen wrote a word on the back of one of the notes: Wait, Shen Lin'an randomly stuffed the note into the Qianji tube and threw it back to Heming.

When Heming got what he wanted, he arched his hand and went out.