Early the next morning, Nanfeng Ling was woken up by the small sound of the courtyard.

She rubbed her fishy eyes, got out of bed and walked to the window.

The warm sun has hung in the right space.

When the drowsiness completely dissipated, she saw Xiao Ying fighting with Song Heng.

Xiao Ying's moves were pressing, and Song Heng dodged unhurriedly, but he still couldn't hurt him by half a point.

Song Heng's martial arts are obviously much higher than Xiao Ying's.

After a few moves, Xiao Ying couldn't hurt Song Heng in the slightest.

Xiao Ying was a little overwhelmed and stopped attacking.

"Senior, your martial arts are so powerful, can you give me some advice?"

"Give me a reason? If you can convince me, I might point a finger or two. Song Heng's face was not red, and he said breathlessly.

"Knowing is fate, is this reason counted?"

"It's true that Xiao Chunfeng hasn't been here for several years, and your reason for persuasion is quite reasonable."

"Senior agreed?"

"Still not doing it?"

Xiao Ying clenched his fists and stood up, launching a new round of attacks on Song Heng.

The two of them competed for an hour before stopping.

Xiao Ying lay directly on the ground tiredly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Song Heng calmly left and went back to the room.

After resting for a while, Xiao Ying stood up and brushed the dust from her knees with her hands.

When he looked up, he met Nanfeng Lingyun's smiling eyes.

"Ling'er." Xiao Ying shouted softly and walked towards the south wind spirit.

Nan Fengling smiled and looked him up and down, "It's still so good at playing scoundrels, it hasn't changed at all." ”

Xiao Ying looked back at her with a puzzled expression, "Why am I playing a scoundrel, you seem to be quite happy?" ”

"Because you're going to be a scoundrel, I'm happy."

"What kind of logic is this?"

"Rogue people don't get bullied."

"Do you feel sorry for me?"

"I'm hungry." Nan Fengling didn't want to answer this question head-on.

"Let's go, I'll make you something to eat, and then I'll make one for Senior Song."

"Hmm." The two of them walked into the dining room together.

Half an hour later, they walked to the main house with three bowls of noodles that looked good.

The soup and noodles are served in separate bowls, and the heat of the clear soup rises from the bowl, and a small bowl with shallots is placed next to it.

Wait for Song Heng to change his clothes and come out of the room.

Nan Fengling and Xiao Ying had been sitting at the table and waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing Song Heng, Nan Fengling stood up, "Senior, Xiao Ying made lunch for you, do you want to come over and try it?" ”

"Hmm."

Song Heng walked across from them and sat down, picking up the wooden chopsticks on the case.

Nan Fengling and Xiao Ying looked at him expectantly.

But he didn't respond, he didn't have any expression, and he ate by himself.

Nanfeng Ling is also Xiao Ying is not good at talking about himself.

Song Heng guided them in the direction of their descent down the mountain.

After lunch, the two left Xiao Chunfeng, walked in the direction pointed out by Song Heng, and soon found their way down the mountain.

The trail was steep, but not particularly difficult, and after about an hour, they finally reached the bottom of the mountain.

At this hour, in the streets south of the city, there were many believers who went to Qiyun Temple to ask for blessings.

The long-lost noise was in his ears, and Nanfeng Ling felt as if he was dreaming.

"We're back? I can't be dreaming, am I? Nanfeng Ling pinched Xiao Ying fiercely.

Xiao Ying screamed and jumped away.

"Why are you pinching me?"

"I thought I was dreaming and wondering if you could feel the pain."

Nan Fengling said this reason with an innocent face, and Xiao Ying couldn't refute it.

"Forget it, let's hurry back to the palace."

"How do you go back? Walk back? ”

"Is there any other way than walking?"

"Aren't there any horses or carriages around here?"

"If you really don't want to walk, then let's go to Jingxian Village and ask Su Fan to arrange two horses for us."

"Of course Arima doesn't want to walk, and most of the day's journey will be exhausting."

"Ling'er is right in everything she says." He shook Nan Fengling's hand, "Let's go, let's go to Jingxian Village first." ”

"Hmm." Nan Fengling nodded.

It was almost time before they returned to the palace.

As soon as he walked into the gate of Jinmoju, he saw Pei Feng and Mo Chun walking towards him.

"Mo Chun." Xiao Ying shouted softly.

The four of them took a foothold in the center of the courtyard at the same time.

"Where did you go with Nan Fengling, Pei Feng and I can't find you anywhere."

"We were kidnapped by bandits." Nan Fengling opened his mouth to explain.

"Kidnapped?" Mo Chun was shocked.

"Hmm." Nan Fengling nodded with a look of grievance.

"The bandits let you go?"

"How can the mountain bandits release people easily, we escaped by ourselves."

"Escaped so easily?"

"With Xiao Ying here, the mountain bandits are opponents."

"Then why are you back now?"

"Because after we escaped, we met the immortals, and the immortals took us to the Heavenly Palace for a long time." Nan Fengling is serious nonsense.

Mo Chun frowned, as if he believed it, but he didn't seem to believe it.

Nan Fengling touched Xiao Ying's waist with his elbow.

Xiao Ying said in understanding, "What Ling'er said is true. ”

The atmosphere was silent for a while before Mo Chun spoke, "Really? ”

Looking at Mo Chun's hesitant appearance, Nan Fengling chuckled, "Mo Chun, do you really believe it?!" I lied to you, there are immortals in this world. ”

"What the hell is going on? You'd better explain it to me. ”

"The wall has ears, let's go inside and talk about it." Xiao Ying's face straightened.

"If you lie to me again this time, you will die."

"General Mo, Ling'er knows that he is wrong."

Mo Chun snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the house.

When they came to the house, the three of them sat down in front of the round table in the room.

Pei Feng habitually stood behind Xiao Ying.

The three of them sat at the table, staring wide-eyed.

Xiao Ying broke the silence with a loud voice, "Mo Chun, what good is it if you tell you what happened to us?" ”

"What benefits do you want?"

"At the very least, invite me to Yuweixuan for a good meal, this time, it's really a life of death."

"Yes." Nanfeng Ling echoed.

Mo Chun laughed dryly, "Just don't fool me, it's easy to talk about a meal." ”

"Didn't I just apologize? If you really feel angry, next time you lie to me, I really know it's wrong. Nan Fengling's tone was soft and sincere.

"I'll talk to you next time." Mo Chun glanced at Nan Fengling, and his tone did not have the slightest blame.

In the end, he looked at Xiao Ying again and urged: "You mean, do you want to kill me in a hurry?" ”

"Say it now."

Xiao Ying cleared her throat, lightly opened her thin lips, and told Mo Chun in detail about their experience in the past two days.

"Listen to the meaning of your words, not only did you not encounter danger, but you also met a master from outside the world to teach you martial arts?"

Mo Chun asked his own questions in disbelief.

Xiao Ying nodded, "Correct solution." ”

"One thing I don't really understand, why did that worldly master agree to teach you martial arts?"

"Maybe it's because he saw that I was a martial arts wizard."

"Come less."

"Otherwise, you can explain, why does he want to teach me martial arts?"

"I can't think of why."

"What to do about this, let's go eat first, Ling'er and I are hungry."

Nan Fengling nodded, agreeing with Xiao Ying's proposal.

"Then let's go eat first, and you can come back safe and sound." Mo Chun stood up from his seat.