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Chapter 192: Feng Lin's Drawbacks

Meng Yuan sat upright until dawn before opening his eyes, and it was only half an hour last night, but his spiritual power was almost exhausted. The full-text ad-free novel is all on the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network (Baidu search 8 degrees, fortunately, his guesses and attempts have been a complete success.)

Feng Lin's amnesia is by no means the effect of simple drugs as mentioned in the original book, but because of a series of stimuli such as Zhong Wantang being seriously injured in front of her eyes and Nian Qianyao's betrayal, which triggered self-protection, that is to say, it was Feng Lin herself who forcibly sealed all the previous memories. And the subsequent ecstasy * drug weakened her mental power, allowing the fourth prince and others to give her a distorted memory in a way similar to their own. Therefore, if you start purely from the perspective of drugs, you will not be able to awaken her memory. Fortunately, she met Meng Yuan, a character reborn from modern people, these theories, Meng Yuan understands them, and it is precisely in this way that after discussing with Su Ying, he decided on this somewhat risky plan.

Originally, it was the most suitable to wait for Su Ying's arrival, but the current situation did not leave too much time for Meng Yuan, so Meng Yuan resolutely decided to take the risk so that Feng Lin could recover part of his memory, and at the same time, he put a disguise drug in the water tank, and after soaking, the color of the whole person's skin would become more yellow than the original, so that after a certain amount of disguise, it would not be easy to be recognized by others at a glance. Of course, in the whole process, not attracting Feng Lin's attention and suspicion, and unconsciously completing a qiē arrangement, is also the reason why Meng Yuan acted like this.

Standing up, rinsing briefly, pushing open the window, breathing in the cold and dry air of winter, Mengyuan's heart was indescribably peaceful. The situation has reached the point where he can finally say that he has the chance to win, and this huge game, which has lasted for more than five years, has reached the final stage.

He knew that he only had a few months left in this world, and then, they would return to the main god space once again to prepare for the next reincarnation.

The world of the Three Heroines of Jianghu should have been richer, but because of the layout in the world of the Blue Blood Sword, this world is not as complete as the original book, and in the general trend, he has to take a few more steps, which is just a big help or a favorable situation for others, but in the eyes of a person like him who is proficient in strategy, it is already a decisive victory.

From Ah Zi's mouth, he learned the depth of the other party, of course he would not underestimate the other party, but the wise man in the other team, there is one biggest weakness, which he grasps very firmly, that is, the other party is a newcomer, not a veteran like him who has already experienced three worlds, the foundation is not strong, and life preservation is the first thing that any modern person with enough intelligence considers. Now one is bent on avoiding war, the other is focusing on the overall situation, and there seems to be a relative tacit understanding between these two teams. Until the last moment, even Mengyuan, who had the upper hand, had no intention of breaking this tacit understanding.

This is like a game between two Go masters, in the middle of the game, one side has firmly gained the upper hand, and the other side has given up entanglement, relying on the endgame, carefully managing a corner, then the other side no matter how high the chess strength is, and finally win the chess game, but it is impossible to eat up all the opponent's chess pieces. Although Meng Yuan had the intention of putting the other party to death, he had to take the overall situation into account first.

Meng Yuan's attention quickly returned from his contemplation, and in the courtyard that had been covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, a young girl dressed in an ordinary daughter's strong costume was practicing martial arts.

Boza, this is the first impression of Mengyuan, I saw her suddenly jumping up, like a bird soaring in the air, suddenly rushing down, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, a pair of palms is even more complex and changeable, Shaolin, Xingyi, Wuji, Snow Mountain, and even Tibetan Tantric Mudra, acupuncture method, so many types, it is simply dazzling, dizzying.

Meng Yuan looked at it for a moment, but sighed slightly, he is now a generation of grandmasters' cultivation, where can I not see the problem, it turns out that all the martial arts that are slightly more clever have specific mental methods, internal strength, and moves. There is a question of compatibility with each other. It's just a move, but this mental method and internal strength are not something that can be practiced indiscriminately, and at the same time, the cultivation of incompatible internal skills and mental methods will cause internal disorder at least and go mad at worst. Feng Lin is also because when she was a child, Zhong Wantang laid the foundation of Wujimen's internal strength, which is Fu Qingzhu's authentic Xuanmen inner family heart and internal strength, if it weren't for this reason, she would have gone crazy after practicing for four or five years. But even so, her original pure Xuanmen mental method has become chaotic, in the original book, Feng Lin's martial arts achievements are the lowest among the three heroines, and even inferior to Tang Xiaolan, this is the truth.

"That's it, it's a fate." There is a way to save people to the end and send the Buddha to the west, yesterday he used the voice of seven emotions to fabricate the identity of a goddaughter for Feng Lin. Now that he knows that the path Feng Lin has taken has hidden dangers, he has to find a way to solve it.

"Lin'er, pay attention." Meng Yuan greeted, like a gray crane, fluttering out of the window, a clear crane chirp sounded, his body folded in the air, and his hands were like cranes pecking, pecking continuously.

Feng Lin chuckled, his body fluttered in the air, stretched out his ten fingers, and met it like claws. But it's the owl swatting kung fu of the Sa Tian thorn. Meng Yuan flipped the palms of both hands, left and right, and she had already pushed away her hands that rushed forward, and her waist and abdomen were folded, which was a thin chest and skillful cloud.

"Bang", Feng Lin didn't react, his shoulders sank, and his body had already fallen, but he was stepped on by Meng Yuan's shoulders. She stumbled forward, and immediately used the figure technique of piercing flowers around the tree, and with a few light changes of direction, she turned her body over. I only felt that the wind was blowing in my face, and it was Meng Yuan who had already grabbed her in front of her.

"White Crane Drying Wings"

At this moment, Feng Lin seemed to see a big crane, spreading its wings in front of her eyes, this ordinary move, but made her feel that she was not fighting with a person, but a real big crane, frolicking and fighting, Mengyuan's erect legs, waist, arms, and neck, containing a rhythm in one go, incomparably natural and smooth.

Then she flew up, a soft, dense force that pushed her out until she was struck in the back, and it turned out to be a simple swing that flew to the wall.

"Tired Bird Homecoming"

Mengyuan's body, just attached to the ground, flew low, which implied the artistic conception of gliding and sprinting, which was a kind of stretching laziness, like a big bubble, sliding diagonally.

Feng Lin propped up her hands, and her whole body rose straight and obliquely at the moment when Meng Yuan was about to hit her, and she pounced down, but saw Meng Yuan's body shape change suddenly. From the previous length, it became round in an instant.

"Light, soft, retracted, shrunk, grouped." Just a landing action, Feng Lin read a variety of different artistic conceptions. It is a kind of change from extreme movement to extreme stillness, but the movement is contained in stillness.

"It didn't work." At the moment of falling, Feng Lin's heart was flooded with this somewhat powerless thought, those delicate and complicated moves, in front of this father-in-law who he vaguely recognized, seemed to have become a child's thing. For the first time, she felt that those simple moves that she usually disdained had become infinitely powerful in Meng Yuan's hands.

As Feng Lin's momentum fell, Meng Yuan's figure naturally flipped up, like a fish, leaping up from the water, turning into a bird, and hitting the sky.

"Kunpeng Change"

This is a trick in the Mengyuan Hundred Birds Palm Technique, which emphasizes the key to flipping, soaring, rising and falling. Feng Lin felt that his shoulders were tight, and he had been firmly grasped by Meng Yuan's hands, and the scene in his eyes was turned upside down, and he fell to the ground.

This blow was not light, Feng Lin only felt a burst of blood churning, and his bones were loosened. She shook her head, got up from the ground in a bit of a daze, and asked in surprise, "Father-in-law, what kind of martial arts are you using?" ”

Meng Yuan smiled: "Before I answer, you should think about how it feels to do it with me just now." ”

Feng Lin said: "Feeling? I have learned all the moves that my stepfather used just now, except for the last one, and they are very similar, if not the same. But when the father-in-law performs it, it seems to be a lot more vivid, like a living bird, using these moves.

She stretched out a finger and pointed at her apple-like cheek and said, "That's right, it's like a big bird that has become a sperm." ”

Meng Yuan's smile froze suddenly, as if he had been punched in the mouth, and he rolled his eyes and said, "According to what you said, is it possible that my father-in-law is a monster?" ”

Feng Lin chuckled: "No, besides, even if the stepfather is a white crane essence, there is nothing to be afraid of, and the white crane will not eat people." ”

Seeing that Mengyuan was already full of black lines, Feng Lin smiled and said: "Lin'er is joking with her father-in-law, don't be angry with Lin'er, teach Lin'er how to do it." ”

Someone who was suspected of being a crane spirit changed his mind and said, "The moves I used just now are much more powerful than those you use, because when I used them, I used the combined mental method and internal strength to achieve a 'pure' character. ”

(Octave.)

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