Although Yun Ying'er was hesitant about her affair with Zhang Teng, she was very firm in her marriage with Xiaoqing.

However, Xiaoqing asked her to ask Yun Mengfei first, after all, it is not an ordinary thing for the two to worship, if Yun Mengfei is not happy, she will not be able to change her name and Yun Ying'er.

Yun Ying'er felt that Xiaoqing had a point, so she temporarily slowed down and waited for Yun Mengfei to come back and talk to him about it. She had made up her mind to confess to Yun Mengfei, not only about marrying Jin Lan, but also about her feelings and opinions about Lin Dong.

Of course, she will still keep her mouth shut about Zhang Teng, planning to make it clear to Yun Mengfei after a while, and when the opportunity is right, she will make it clear to Yun Mengfei.

In the afternoon, not long after Xiaoqing left, Yun Mengfei returned.

So, Yun Ying'er told Yun Mengfei about wanting to marry Jin Lan with Xiaoqingyi.

Yun Mengfei frowned and said, "I don't object to the two of you marrying Jin Lan, but this matter must be slowed down, and I will talk about it when you come back from Yunjing." ”

Yun Ying'er looked surprised and asked, "Dad, are we going to Yunjing?" What are we going to do in Yunjing? Didn't you say that you would never return to Yunjing in this life?"

Yun Mengfei nodded and said, "This time, that time." We have to go back to Yunjing, this matter has something to do with your mother. ”

Yun Ying'er became more and more confused, she looked at Yun Mengfei, and said puzzledly: "Isn't my mother long gone, and what does it have to do with her?"

Yun Mengfei hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe your mother is still alive." ”

"What? My mother is still alive, where is she?" Yun Ying'er was taken aback, "You told me that your mother was dead since you were a child, but now you say that she is still alive." What the hell is going on?"

Yun Mengfei sighed and said, "Ying'er, you are almost twelve years old this year, and your father should also tell you about your mother back then." ”

So, he asked Yun Ying'er to sit down, muttered for a while, and then slowly talked to her about the events of the year......

It was late at night, and a bright moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight gently sprinkled on the ground, adding a silver coat to the whole land.

In the quiet bamboo courtyard, Zhang Teng was lying quietly on the bamboo bed in the hall, looking at the night sky outside the door.

He had been in the Tianyuan Continent for nearly five years, but he still hadn't been able to fully integrate into this world.

In the dead of night, he always thinks of his parents, his sister, relatives, friends, classmates and confidants.

Zhang Teng is tired of the chaos of this world, tired of the madness of this world, tired of the fighting, killing, and bloody rain of this world.

He misses the Chinese world, its order, its rationality, its stability, peace and tranquility.

Of course, it is often said that there is no such thing as a quiet time, but there are people who carry the weight for you.

In some parts of the Chinese world, wars are still raging, smoke is everywhere, and people are broken and displaced. However, the whole world is generally peaceful. Although there is still poverty, famine, natural and man-made disasters, it is not as miserable as the Tianyuan Continent, and it is full of injustice and despair.

Tomorrow is the day of enrollment of Yunjing Martial Arts Academy, and the martial arts tournament will be held in Linjiazhuang, where he will go to compete for places.

However, those places have been set by the three major villages, and he wants to enter the top ten, which is tantamount to a tiger's mouth, which is unpredictable. What's more, he offended Lin Jiazhuang, and even if he won the ranking, he might not be able to keep it, or even leave there safely.

Two years ago, Lin Jiazhuang recruited foreign disciples, and he also won the victory, but in vain and had to flee from Li Village. Tomorrow's martial arts tournament may repeat the old things, and at that time, how should he deal with it?

Thinking of this, Zhang Teng unconsciously clenched his fists.

If that's the case, it's okay not to have this ranking, but he will definitely not let the three major villages have a good time! Now he is no longer the weak child who doesn't know martial arts, fights purely by brute force, and can only endure in silence when he encounters injustice.

It is true that the three major villages are very strong, but so what? they were still almost slaughtered by Wu Ma Xuan!

From the moment he left the Zhenbei Courtyard, that extremely dangerous and strange feeling reappeared, and he was sure that Wu Ma Xuan had not left Suining and was still secretly following him.

Those Spirit Flow Realm masters dared to make a move on him, he didn't believe that Wu Ma Xuan would watch him being killed by them, after all, the Candlelight Holy Secret was still on him! Killing him was equivalent to killing Wu Ma Xuan!

Similarly, when Zhang Teng found out that the coachman was a master of the Spirit Flow Realm, he still dared to continue to sit in the other party's carriage, so he was not afraid at all.

Not only because he found out that Che Mafu and Qing Ying were friends and not enemies, but also because there was a half-step Lingshu master like Wu Ma Xuan who indirectly protected him, so he had no fear.

Zhang Teng was thinking about it, when suddenly the bedroom door creaked open, and Qing Ying walked out in a thin red dress.

"Zhang Teng, I can't sleep. She said, "Play the flute for me." ”

"If you can't sleep, count the sheep. Zhang Teng said, "Your injury has healed, you shouldn't be unable to sleep." ”

Qing Sakura walked to the side of his bed, squatted down, supported her chin with her hands, pouted, looked at him angrily, and said, "If you don't blow it for me, I'll keep staring at you like this to see how you sleep." ”

Zhang Teng smiled, deliberately closed his eyes, and said: "You look at me just right, someone helps me keep vigil, I can't ask for it, I will sleep soundly and comfortably." ”

Qing Ying stretched out her hand and pinched his nose and said, "Zhang Teng, you bad guy, my sister can't sleep, don't want to sleep!"

Zhang Teng grabbed her wrist, smiled, and said: "Little girl, men and women don't kiss, you are a beautiful lady, and it is rude to move your hands and feet." ”

"Hmph, what kind of kiss between men and women, I've never heard such nonsense. Qing Ying held her chin with one hand, pinched Zhang Teng's face with the other, and said, "Sister doesn't care, you have to play the flute for me today, otherwise, I will keep disturbing your sleep and make you have no energy to compete tomorrow!"

Zhang Teng blinked, looked at her, and said, "It seems that you are a hooligan, a female hooligan who doesn't know how to be polite." ”

Qing Ying snorted coldly and said, "What kind of courtesy do you give your sister, to you, a guy who is already rude, is like playing the piano to a cow." ”

Zhang Teng said with a smile: "Heh, play the piano to the cow, you have also used my words these days." Not bad, yes, the children can be taught. ”

Qing Ying snorted coldly and stood up, took the bamboo flute from the wall, put it on Zhang Teng's neck, and asked, "Zhang Teng, my sister will ask you again, can you blow it?"

"Don't blow. ”

"Okay, that's what you said!"

"Well, I said. ”

"Don't regret it!"

"No regrets!"

"Well, you'll see. ”

Seeing Zhang Teng like this, Qing Ying was very annoyed, and immediately returned to the bedroom with the bamboo flute, and after a while, the oil lamp was lit up in the bedroom, and there was a rustling sound of flipping books.

Zhang Teng looked curiously in the direction of the bedroom, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Woo...... Woowoo...... Whining...... Woo...... Whining...... Beep beep beep ...... Woowoo...... Beep ......"

I only heard a chaotic flute sound, which was extremely harsh, and it was considered to lift it if it was noise, and the flute sound was simply the legendary sound wave gong, the mythical life-threatening note!

Zhang Teng listened for a while, his head swelled, his head was dizzy and his ears were ringing, and he hurriedly said: "Stop, stop, little girl, stop for me! I'll blow, I'll blow, can't I blow it?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the flute in the bedroom immediately stopped.

I saw Qing Ying walking out with her hands behind her back, holding a flute, and said, "Zhang Teng, don't you want to blow it for me?" Sister doesn't ask you, I will learn to play it myself." ”

Zhang Teng sighed, sat up, shook his head, and said, "Little girl, I'm afraid of you." Others ask for money to play the flute, but you are terrible for playing the flute! I, Zhang Teng, am only 12 years old this year, but I don't want to die young, so give me the flute! I'll play it for you, and I'll beg you!"

Qing Sakura covered her mouth and smiled, handed him the bamboo flute, and said, "Here you go! ”

"New songs, where did I get so many new songs?" Zhang Teng glanced at her, "You have almost more than 30 songs in your book, pick one at random, and go to bed early after listening." ”

"I don't want it! I'm tired of listening to them, I want to listen to new songs. Qing Ying didn't comply, and snorted coldly and said, "If you don't play a new song for me, then I'll play the flute at your bedside." ”

"Playing the flute at the end of my bed, you little girl, you are ruthless!" Zhang Teng had to admit defeat, took the flute, and said helplessly: "I don't have any new tunes, this is the last one, don't have any excessive requirements after listening." ”

Qing Ying was overjoyed when she heard this, and sweetly agreed: "Okay, the last one, you blow it for me a few more times." ”

Zhang Teng looked at the moonlight outside, got down from the bamboo bed, suddenly smiled slightly, and said: "It's stuffy in the house, the moonlight is good tonight, how about we go outside? ”

Qing Sakura's eyes lit up when she heard this, nodded, and said, "That's a good idea. But I have a better idea! Wait, I'll get something!"

She ran into the bedroom, took out two small bottles of wine and a bag of peanuts, and said to Zhang Teng with a smile: "Let's go to the roof, drink, admire the moon, and listen to music." ”

"It's you who drink, admire the moon, and listen to music!" Zhang Teng said helplessly, "I, I can only enjoy the moon and play the flute and be a tool man." ”

"Hee-hee, no matter what, it's moon viewing anyway! Come on, hurry up!"

"Hey, wait, what are you in a hurry......"

Before Zhang Teng could finish speaking, Qing Ying had already taken his hand, held the wine and peanuts, ran out of the door in a hurry, jumped lightly, and took him to the roof.

At this time, Qing Sakura put down the wine and peanuts, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "The moon is so beautiful tonight, little rascal, you have to play me a tune that suits the occasion." Otherwise, it would be a waste of this beautiful moonlight scenery. ”

Zhang Teng looked at the bright moon in the sky, and then looked at the surrounding scenery, and finally his eyes fell on Qing Ying's face.

The breeze on the roof, the moonlight is charming, the beauty is stunning, it is appropriate to be disgusted and happy, and a smile is overwhelming.

He looked at her quietly and did not speak.

Seeing him looking at herself, Qing Ying's pretty face flushed slightly, gently brushed her hair that was blown by the wind, picked up a bottle of wine and handed it to him, and said, "Now, here you are, moisten your throat." ”

Zhang Teng took the wine bottle and said, "I'm still young, I'm afraid it's not good to drink now, right?"

"Are you still young?" Qing Ying glanced at him, "In Yunxia, many others are your age, and many of them have already started a family. ”

"Poof!"

Zhang Teng just pulled out the cork of the wine bottle, took a sip, and when he heard this, he immediately squirted out the wine.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"