When will the world be rid of all its ugliness and all evil? Or you and I can't see it with our own eyes that day, things are born in relation to each other, and all opposites are inevitable!

Xiaoyao Pavilion has become lively because of the arrival of Princess Lingtuo, and everyone naturally doesn't like her very much, after all, the grievances and grievances between women, those thoughts that are as small as cow's hair are somewhat incomprehensible.

Chen Lingtuo grew up in the palace, living in golden walls and jade tiles, and her mouth is full of treasures, if these exquisite scenery is removed, what will she have left?

"That Shen Guogong came to Huangyu, but you committed a crime in his mansion?" Wen Dong asked distractedly while writing with a pen and a low brow.

Princess Lingtuo was studying ink for Wen Dong on the side, and her mouth complained a little that Wen Dong was not on her side, "You see that I am a weak woman, unarmed, how can I commit a crime?" ”

Wen Dong's pen stopped suddenly, the ink stained a large piece of black on the rice paper, Princess Lingtuo saw this and immediately diligently helped Wen Dong change the rice paper, Wen Dong leaned the pen on the pen rest, his face was like a warm sun, and asked in a rhetorical tone, "Unarmed?" ”

Princess Lingtuo swallowed her saliva, scratched her hair stupidly and smiled, "Isn't it......"

Wen Dong rolled up the written paper, held it in his hand, gently tapped it on her forehead, and said, "There are a lot of knives hidden under your sedan chair!" ”

Princess Lingtuo bit her fingers and recalled, these swords are only for self-defense, the first visit to Northern Chu, which father will not worry about the safety of his daughter, in case Princess Lingtuo is robbed in Northern Chu, these swords can also compete with it, so the emperor of Southern Qi ordered someone to hide the sword at the bottom of the sedan chair. Princess Lingtuo honestly explained to Wen Dong aggrievedly, and Wen Dong didn't blame much, so she turned around and left with a smile.

"Huh? Master, where are you going? Princess Lingtuo put down the ink stick and chased Wen Dong out.

Wen Dong knew that this girl would be entangled tightly, and stood by the bookshelf in one step, Princess Lingtuo hit Wen Dong's back like a magnet.

"These ones, after reading them well, I will personally test you in three days." Wen Dong took down the three bamboo rolls and handed them to Lingtuo.

"Rites...... Information Governance ...... "Princess Lingtuo swept the title of the book and read it, and she was also involved in this reading, after all, she had a sharp mouth in Shenfu that day!"......

"Ah......h

Wen Dong lowered his eyes to avoid her squeamishness, and said lightly, "Go ahead......"

Princess Lingtuo naturally listened to Wen Dong, and obediently returned to the room to read quietly with the book Jane.

The ancient trees in the courtyard were swaggering, and Jing Li meditated under the tree with mottled leaf shadows, Wen Dong walked towards Jing Li, who was diligent in cultivating his hard work, handed over a white porcelain teacup and said, "Drink saliva......

"No, I'm going to control my bloodline!" Jing Li gritted her teeth and refused Wen Dong's persuasion.

Pavilion Lord Wen looked around, Jing Li's forehead was sweating like a waterfall, and he realized that something was wrong. When she looked sideways, she found that Jing Li had loosened the "hole" next to her ear, no wonder she looked so painful. Wen Dong pointed two fingers next to Jing Li's ear, and his thin fingers skimmed over the wheel ring to turn the "cave devouring" back.

Jing Li still didn't survive, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and it fell on the lawn. Wen Dong gave Jing Li the Gu Yuan Dan he was carrying, and helped her adjust the qi and blood around her body before she could relax her heart.

"Don't die!" Wen Dong's words poked like a sharp sword.

Jing Li wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, stared at the lawn with a wry smile, and said with a dull look in his eyes, "If I don't become strong, how can I avenge my clansmen!" ”

The flower totem on Jing Li's left hand became more and more bright red, and Wen Dong knew that Jing Li's murderous intent was flooding in the bottom of his heart, otherwise this totem would not be so eye-catching.

"Girl, be sober......" Wen Dong called as he shook his shoulders.

But the arrogance of the Lord of the Sea of Flowers, Zhu Man Shahua, became more and more intense, as if Wen Dong could feel the hellish silence, the wail of the white bone resentful spirit lingered in his ears, death, death, he never expected that the backlash of this flower would be so powerful, Jing Li's mind at this moment has been swallowed up by the abyss of hatred!

Wen Dong took out the bamboo flute on his waist and blew it slowly, the sound of the flute was like a flower blooming on the mo, intimate and beautiful, as if the long-lost person was waking up the lost traveler with a gentle voice.

Jing Li's eyes trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth began to no longer purse the ground so tightly, the totem on the back of his hand began to fade, and the murderous aura around him gradually dissipated, leaving the silence in the court......

"Mother...... Mother's ...... "Jing Li never forgets, this meaning is the most lovesick."

Wen Dong rotated the bamboo flute in his hand, and looked at the center of Jing Li's forehead, and Jing Li let go of the green tendons on his face and stopped talking nonsense.

"Pavilion Master Wen?" Jing Li's eyes held up tears and sweat, and looked at Wen Dong.

"Girl, are you alright?" Wen Dong picked up Jing Li and asked.

Jing Li shook his head and raised his left hand to look, as if Fang had a strong reaction in his left hand, but now he was surprisingly calm.

"Girl, everything goes its way, if you strive to cultivate only because you are eager for revenge, this kind of cultivation will not help anything......" Wen Dong persuaded Jing Li's extreme cultivation method.

"Pavilion Master Wen, I understand......" Jing Li sprinkled the sweat in his hands, and endured the grievances and difficulties in his heart.

Wen Dong brushed off Jing Li's sweaty hair, handed over the tea on the table, and taught Jing Li to drink it.

How many people have been in tears by the desolate situation in this world, whether it is bitterness and hatred, or life and death, but there is no way to rewrite it. If Wen Dong is the master of Jingli one day, he should guide her to the right path, the muddy wilderness, Wen Dong will stand in the way at that intersection at any time.

"How comfortable is your heart?" Wen Dong asked as he took back the empty porcelain cup.

After a while, the tea on the side of Jing Li's mouth also flowed into his lips, and before Wen Dong asked, Jing Li dodged and picked up the blue glazed porcelain pot, and poured tea and drank it bitterly.

"Girl, only by being quiet and forgetting the world can you follow your heart step by step......" Wen Dong said this legitimate cultivation method, but unexpectedly, Jing Li choked his throat when he listened to it, and his eyes fell on the back of his hand, as if he realized Wen Dong's words.

Wen Dong sleeved his hands, sat at the other end of the stone table with an interested face, and asked the general with eyes full of letters, "Do you really understand?" ”

Take precautions, Wen Dong but afraid that Jing Li will practice in the future, and he will make another tendon for a while.

Jing Li also received the affection of the Wen Pavilion Master, threw off the cuffs of his shirt, took away the boredom in his heart, and said with a smile, "Jing Li has bothered the Wen Pavilion Master......"

"It's okay, but you won't be able to find the way in the future."

This Xiaoyao Pavilion is really not calm, this has just calmed down, and the princess Lingtuo in this study is stepping over.

"Xianggong, there are a few sentences in this volume that are really difficult to understand, how about giving one or two pointers?" Lingtuo completely put aside the color of warm winter, and pointed his fingers at the bamboo slips, all of which he didn't understand.

Wen Dong put down the jade porcelain cup in his hand, smoothed the tea in his throat, and asked with a good expression, "What did you call me?" ”

Although Princess Lingtuo was pampered in the palace, she avoided him a little bit in Wen Dong, and she said like a childish child who made a mistake, "Master......"

Wen Dong nodded in response as if she could be taught, and took the bamboo slip in her hand to say it to her.

Jing Li was full of interest, lying on the table, listening to the teaching.

"Master!" A cannon-like sound shattered the lecture scene in the court, and Sugo rushed in with his sleeves in the wind.

Wen Dong may have long been accustomed to the way his disciples report, so he lightly released the bamboo slip in his hand, looked at it, and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?" ”

"Someone is looking for you to fight!" Su Ge may have forgotten how to talk to his master because Wen Dong was not in the pavilion a few days ago.

"Dry rack?" Jing Li dragged his little head and asked Su Ge with a smirk.

Su Gewu suddenly came to his senses, immediately held his heart, patted his lips and said, "Bah, someone is looking for you in the wind gate." ”

Wen Dong didn't pay much attention to what he said, and asked lightly, "Who?" ”

Su Ge didn't have a good brain like his brother, and he rolled his eyes for a long time before remembering the person's surname "Chen Tuling......"

Princess Lingtuo was shocked by this name, and the bamboo slip in her hand was not taken well, "Bar Click" fell to the ground in a daze, Wen Dong leaned over to pick it up, looked at it and said, "Know......"

Princess Lingtuo did not answer, did not enter the wind and sun, and ran back to her room without looking back.

"Come with me!" Wen Dong picked up his wide sleeves, as if he wanted to stretch his hands, and led Jing Li Suge to step towards the wind gate.

"Girl, it seems that the master is going to show his skills." Su Ge quietly gathered in Jingli and whispered.

Jing Li knew that the Lord of the Wen Pavilion had a docile temperament, and he had never seen him make a big move, this trip was just a meeting with people, why did he have to fight?

Sugo's inexplicable self-confidence looked familiar......

Under the wind gate, a group of guards with guns and horses stood under the door. Wen Dong is a clear-eyed person, they are the forbidden army in the Nanqi Palace, and they are afraid that they will press to the foot of the mountain to please Princess Lingtuo.

Wen Dong calmly wiped his smile and walked in front of the army, the leader was wearing a golden silk unicorn robe, which should be Chen Tuling who came to "fight" in advance by Su Ge.

The man stepped sideways from his horse, straightened his sword at his waist, and raised his sleeves to reach out.

"But Pavilion Master Wen?" The man asked halfway through.

"Exactly down there." Wen Dongzuo looked at it with his eyes, and that person's face was bitter, and he must not be a person with a peaceful heart.

The golden-robed man smiled arrogantly, "If it's really shocking, it's no wonder that my imperial sister is fascinated by you." ”

The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and they could feel the blood boiling with bated breath.

Chen Tuling's tall black hair was erected by the golden crown, but his face looked a little fierce, Wen Dong expected this person's anger, and a cold aura gathered in his hand.

The man in the Wu didn't say a word, his heels slammed on the ground, a beam of cold light tore through the sky, and the sword was poked at Wen Dong.

The hair around Wen Dong's ears was slightly picked up by the wind, or he was tired of fighting with his hands and feet, Wen Dong didn't leave a trace of his gaze on the man, and turned around to take care of himself.

The sword light brushed, Wen Dong opened his shoulder sideways when he heard the sound, and the sword slashed along Wen Dong's chest, Chen Tuling saw that the stab missed, turned around and swept over, Wen Dong stretched his waist, and the sword edge kissed the tip of his nose.

Wen Dong rolled out the sleeves of his coat, and a white cloud blocked the man's sight, and Wen Dong took out the bamboo flute on his waist to fight back.

The two of them walked in sync, and Wen Dong stepped diagonally up and poked the armor in front of the man with the head of a bamboo flute. The blade of the sword crawled on Wen Dong's arm, and Wen Dong dodged the attack, taking advantage of the situation to pick open his armor with a bamboo flute.

Or if he loses his self-defense object, the person's attack is not as arrogant as before, but the move has become more vicious. In an instant, the man seemed to want to pick Wen Dong's tendon with a sword, and swept away coldly, Wen Dong let go of the bamboo flute in his hand, turned the palm of his hand downward, and held it together with the man's hand and the hilt, the bamboo flute rotated around the man's arm towards his upper end, Wen Dong unloaded the force of the sword in his hand, and caught the rotating bamboo flute forward, not impartially, just put the bamboo flute at the throat of the person's life!

"Enough! Stop it! Wen Dong and Chen Tuling both looked at each other when they heard the sound, and Chen Lingtuo stood in front of the door with red eyes and shouted to stop the two.

This is the enmity and enmity of the world, like the cycle of day and night, good and evil are entrenched, and many people mistakenly think that there is no more dawn, but they do not know that the night is not in front of them......