Chapter 13: Metamorphosis

The conversation between the two is not at the same frequency at all, and it is described as a chicken and a duck, both of which are praising the excellent comprehension ability of the two, and there is no nutritional nonsense at all, and the consumption of tea is naturally amazing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Smelling and watching the speed of the tea leaves falling in the bamboo tube, I felt that the whole ten fingers were hurting.

"Wen Jue, become famous in a fight, and be an example for young people in the world." Miao Xun's Qi cultivation kung fu is really amazing, and he still talks with Wen Kan with a warm smile on his face.

"Mr. Miao, a master and a gentleman, should be a model for everyone in the world." Wen said with a slight smile on his face and a look of admiration.

"Where, where! Wen Jue, a young man, has lofty ambitions, and will be the pillar of the court in the future. Miao Xun said in admiration.

"Mr. Miao, it's really too much! How can Wen be compared with Mr., Mr. is worried about the people of the world, cares about the society of the country, and will become a model of the saints in the future. Wen said in an excited tone.

Tan Fengyi, who was sitting on the side, resisted the urge to beat people in her heart, and finally heard the conversation between the two, which evolved from answering non-questions to praising each other.

I didn't know that at this time, Wen Xin had already begun to scold this bull-nosed old way, surrounded by a 100,000 rebel army, he actually talked about ambition and pride, talked about history and history, and whether he was a hero! How much this damn Miao Xun wants to kill himself, he just thinks he doesn't die fast enough!

Now in Chenqiao, there is only one person who is suitable to show the thousands of pride in his chest, and that is Zhao Laoer. The rest of the people who have this kind of pride can only become porcupines and end up.

After listening to the unnutritious praise of the two for a long time, Tan Fengyi really couldn't listen to it, and if she let it go like this, the overnight meal would be unsafe, so she directly interrupted the praise of the two and said: "Mr. Miao, why did you send troops to surround the pavilion, but someone here broke the law?" ā€

Seeing Tan Fengyi interjecting to ask, Wen resolutely closed his mouth and stopped talking, if they were touting each other, they would have a tendency to develop towards the bottom line.

Miao Xun glanced at it and saw that he was only caring about serving tea to moisten his throat, and he had no intention of stopping Tan Fengyi from asking, so he had to explain: "Holy girl, don't misunderstand. Just because the army went north to resist Liao, the scouts returned to the palace post to hear that the honor guard of the lord was a little suspicious. In order to prevent the safety of the task force, this is the standard procedure of marching operations, and it does not mean that there are people in the area who have broken the law. ā€

"Mr. Miao, the reason why the honor guard of this Jue is overmatched is actually due to the fact that all the students of Wenhua Academy were ordered by the imperial court to enter Beijing in one piece, and the imperial court documents should have been circulated for inspection everywhere long ago. Why doesn't Mr. Miao know? Surprised.

"The march of the army has always been carried out cautiously, this is a common practice, and Wan Wang Wenjue and the Holy Maiden Mo Sheng misunderstood." Miao Xun apologized.

Tan Fengyi said with a gloomy face: "Miao Xun, I have made it clear that I refuse to be the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus, and I will be called this in the future, no wonder I am not emotional." ā€

"This is the legal law of the head of the Zhang Society and the elders of the White Lotus, Guangyi does not dare to be arbitrary, please forgive the saint." Miao Xun got up with a serious face and bowed and said.

Tan Fengyi's right hand instantly held the seven-inch Qingfeng dagger on her waist, and said with a cold face: "You really don't know whether to live or die........"

The scene is about to get out of control, and if there is bloodshed now, just wait for everyone in the inn to end it together.

Wen suddenly got up and shouted: "You all calm down for me, all of you are not small, for the title of a saint will have to splash blood three feet, I will be angry when I see you people shouting and killing at every turn." ā€

Miao Xun immediately bowed his hand and said, "Holy Maiden, please calm your anger." ā€

Tan Fengyi looked at Miao Xun with cold eyes and said: "Take me to see Zhao Erlang, he is the general of the anti-Liao this time, and now he must have arrived at Chenqiao, don't say that you can't do it." ā€

"Now that it is a battle march, the holy woman wants to meet with Captain Zhao, and it is not ......... to be in the system" Miao Xun saw that the evil aura on Tan Fengyi's face was getting thicker and thicker, and the corners of his lips twitched, and he quickly changed his words: "Lord Wen is young and heroic, it is necessary to visit General Zhao, and the holy woman can go with Lord Wen." ā€

Tan Fengyi looked at Miao Xun with a cold expression and said, "Lead the way." ā€

Wen was surprised: "When did I say that I was going to visit Mrs. Zhao?" ā€

Tan Fengyi stared at Wen fiercely and threatened: "Go and visit Taiwei Zhao, don't you agree?" ā€

Seeing that Tan Fengyi's expression was not good, Wen replied decisively: "Agree, of course I agree." ā€

This is the threat of Chiguoguo! It seems that about the matter of the White Lotus Holy Maiden, Zhao Lao Er has been stirring up a lot in it.

It's necessary to go over to see Zhao Laoer, otherwise how can you get the merit of the dragon. I was worried that there was no reason, and now that I was dozing, someone sent a pillow.

As soon as the three of them got up and left the humble hall of the post house, they saw the little nun Jingyuan flash out from behind the door, and shouted, "Senior sister, take me one too." ā€

Wen pouted and said, "You actually eavesdropped?" ā€

The little nun Jingyuan wrinkled her nose and said unhappily: "What eavesdropping, I'm passing by." ā€

Wen sighed: "I remember that you always used two words to describe me before, and now I find that you are not far behind!" ā€

The little nun Jingyuan's cute little face rarely showed a lovely flush, and she argued with a somewhat shy expression: "You are shameless, lazy to pay attention to you, senior sister, let's go, ignore this villain." ā€

Wen smiled and shook his head, watching the little nun Jing Yuan blushing and pulling Tan Fengyi's beautiful jade hand to walk outside the gate of the post house, Miao Xun also followed, and waited until the three of them walked out of the gate of the post house together.

Wen Cai shouted Zheng Zhutou in the courtyard and whispered: "Lao Zheng, I am going to the marching camp now, you must now strictly restrain the personnel of the post house, and before I come back, it is forbidden for the personnel to go out without authorization, let alone excessive words and deeds." Our lives are at stake, and we cannot afford to be negligent. ā€

Zheng Zhutou nodded with a serious face and said, "Sir, don't worry, I promise to strictly restrain everyone." I can't put it into words, but I always feel like something isn't quite right. Sir, you have to be careful. ā€

After years of catching fast food, Zheng Zhutou sensitively noticed that things were a little weird, although he couldn't say that something was wrong, but the worries in his heart were gradually increasing.

Wen smiled lightly and patted Zheng Zhutou's shoulder.

In Zheng Zhutou's solemn gaze, Wen Xu's footsteps seemed to be with endless killing aura, and he stepped out of the vermilion lacquer gate of the post house step by step, and his figure seemed to have walked into the monstrous sea of blood, only Tan Fengyi's white clothes in front of him were like a white lotus floating in the sea of blood.