Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou personally led Feng Xiaoxiao to Canglan Courtyard.

They were also afraid, this person had just come to Wudang for less than a day, and he rushed into the Mingjiao, Emei, and Shaolin garrisons one after another, and according to the disciples of several factions stationed there...... It's all not harmonious.

Song Yuanqiao was afraid that he would cause any more trouble, so he repeatedly instructed him to rest well, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely meet him before the martial arts conference, but don't walk around, so as not to find anyone.

On Wudang Mountain, will the Wudang faction find no one? Is this a joke!

Feng Xiaoxiao sent them away with tears and laughter, and ordered the two white-clothed girls to pack up a few houses and let them live first.

After a while, only Feng Xiaoxiao and Zhao Min were left in the courtyard.

After a period of silence, Zhao Min laughed softly: "Brother Feng is so happy, obviously with two beautiful girls, but he still has a love for Sister Zhou, but he doesn't care that I have suffered for so long." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said cautiously: "You have suffered during this time, those bald donkeys in Shaolin have been taught a hard lesson by me, if you are still not satisfied, I will think of a way to make you angry in person, okay?" The tone is quite distant, but Zuihou still has a soft heart, and the three words "good or not" are particularly cordial.

Zhao Min's eyes were originally red, but when he heard Zuihou, he smiled and said: "I know that you still remember me, those bald donkeys chant at me every day, but the little woman has already been moved, hehe!" What's the use of their efforts in vain? ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, and muttered: "Greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, the seven emotions are difficult to hide, and if you fall into it, even if the Buddha Lord descends to earth, you can't survive it...... I don't want to be measured! When the six words zuihou are spoken, the delicate voice is like silk, but it is sincere.

Feng Xiaoxiao stared at her slightly, his mood fluctuated, his right hand clutched the note that Zhou Zhiruo gave him, and suddenly felt extremely hot, his palm was sweaty, and he hurriedly put the note into his arms.

Zhao Min saw his hurried appearance, and smiled with a smile: "Don't hide it?" I'm not blind, I've seen it a long time ago, when did Sister Zhou become so intimate with you? Her voice was originally as sweet as honey, but this statement was only sour.

Feng Xiaoxiao's rare words, he sighed for a long time, and said: "Zhiruo and I have made a lifelong decision!" ”

Zhao Min was still smiling like a flower, but after hearing this, his face gradually converged, turned disappointed, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that I guessed right again...... Brother Feng, don't you, don't you like women who are too smart? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and said, "I don't like this sentence very much." Miss Zhao, now that the wood is in the boat, even if you can trap me with words, what can you do? And I'm not going to fool you. ”

The sentence asked by Zhao Min, whether you answer "like" or "don't like", is a pit, and it is a big pit, don't want to climb out easily if you fall into it.

"Because you're always wary of me!" , Zhao Min said angrily: "Sister Zhou's scheming is not small, why don't you watch out for it?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "You shouldn't blame me, right?" ”

Zhao Min was silent for a while and said, "Not bad! But since I came back from the Western Regions, I have not had any thoughts of harming you. Brother Feng, can't you feel it? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was suspicious in his heart, but he comforted him and said: "We have been together for so long, we have some affection, and it is not small, I naturally will not force you to say something or do something, in the future, you will not only come and go freely, if there is something I can help, I will never refuse." ”

The Wudang Zhike in the concierge came in at this time and saluted: "Feng Daxia, there are two girls who ask to see them, saying that they were sent by Miss Yang. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Let them go to the living room, and in addition, if they come back in the future, they will be allowed directly." ”

"Yes!" , Zhikedao people do not squint, turn around and leave.

Zhao Min was already extremely angry, how could she not see that Feng Xiaoxiao was talking about him left and right, and at this time she sneered: "Miss Yang? I didn't expect you to be an amorous seed, and you haven't seen you for more than a month, why is there another Miss Yang? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "She and I are discussing how to deal with Wang Baobao, so you'd better avoid suspicion." ”

Zhao Minhu looked at him suspiciously for a moment, but he couldn't see any clues, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go in." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao watched her turn into the backyard, then stepped into the living room, sat down on the main seat, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

One of the girls stepped forward and handed out a secret letter.

Feng Xiaoxiao unfolded it, and there was only one line of words on it: "Shaolin should not be destroyed, be cautious!" ”

"Miss Yang is always so secretive." , Feng Xiaoxiao said with some dissatisfaction: "Obviously he is in Wudang, but he even uses a note to convey a sentence...... When you meet and talk, will you die? ”

A girl in white said: "The girl said that if Feng Daxia complains about this, she will tell you: Feng Daxia is full of red face, and the little woman is inconvenient to get close, so I hope you will be more considerate!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, and said, "Pen and ink!" ”

The two girls in white immediately took pens and sharpened ink.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, and replied: "The dilemma of Mingjiao will be solved, and the matter of Shaolin is over." ”

He handed the envelope and said, "You and Miss Yang say that I will get married soon, and from then on, I will accompany my wife wholeheartedly, and I will not participate in mundane affairs again." Shall I withdraw you then? ”

The girl in white couldn't deny it, only answered "yes", and turned to leave with the other person.

This letter is not important, so it does not need to be sent by another person.

Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of the woman in the yellow shirt was, so he also wanted to test it, although he didn't feel any malice on her part, but he preferred to grasp everything by himself rather than be grasped by others.

If the woman in the yellow shirt avoided answering, then he would rather die in the net than be restrained.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he took out the note that Zhou Zhiruo gave him, sniffed it lightly a few times, and then took a closer look.

In fact, the fragrance has long since dissipated, but there seems to still be a trace of elegant fragrance wrapped around his heart, gently playing, itching.

There is a lot of affection between the lines.

Half a day is not seen, such as every three autumns.

Men and women in love usually break their original reserves, especially after a short separation, and always want to find opportunities to stick together.

It was an invitation to watch the sunrise with him.

In the next few days, the two of them became pairs, watching the wind and fog everywhere, always climbing high and looking far away, enjoying the flowers for meals, and the morning dew is for the wine, where there are few people to drill, where to find quiet.

I don't know when to talk, but contact is intimate.

Men and women embrace, standing on the top of the peak, the cool breeze blows through the clothes, grinning, the mist sucks into the body, cleanses the soul, the top of the head is the first light of the first rise, and the feet are the first reflection of the thin clouds.

The most heart-warming is the reddened shyness, half-closed beautiful eyes, and slightly trembling tender lips.

Feng Xiaoxiao felt that he had never been so clear, thinking alone, thinking alone, only thinking about one person, only thinking about one thing.

It is when the wind and fog are accompanied by the wind, half affectionate and half ashamed.

But as the day of the martial arts conference is approaching, Wudang Mountain is gradually overcrowded, there are traces of people everywhere, and the mountain is full of human voices.

After two or three days, the two could no longer find any place to hug each other quietly.

Zhou Zhiruo has a tender face after all, and she doesn't want to be too affectionate in the presence of others, so she just passed some small notes to tell about her lovesickness, but she refused to follow the wind and Xiao Xiao to shake around.

The woman in the yellow shirt is also quite knowledgeable, and there has been no information in the past few days, but the two girls in white have become the special messengers of Feng Xiaoxiao and Zhou Zhiruo.

You and I are nong, and there are many feelings!

Some people are happy and some are worried, some people are happy and some are worried, the servile heart cannot be turned, and the king is waiting for the New Year.

When Feng Xiaoxiao returned to Canglan Courtyard again, Zhao Min was already faint, only the lightly scented note in his hand and this little poem stained with tears and ink.

This is hoping that Feng Xiaoxiao can wait for her for a year, and she will rush back at this time next year.

Feng Xiaoxiao was moved, but at the same time, he was confused, and he couldn't figure out why Zhao Min wanted him to wait for a year.

However, at this time, I felt her true feelings, which were clear and clear, and no longer had a trace of impurities.

Sigh, close your eyes and meditate, meditate silently, and suppress the distracting thoughts in your heart.

Tomorrow is going to meet Zhang Sanfeng, he needs to sort out all kinds of doubts in his heart, and hopes that this hundred-year-old senior who has gone through the Song and Yuan dynasties can explain the root cause of his "ascension".

In the early morning of the next day, under the leadership of Song Yuanqiao, Feng Xiaoxiao walked to the back mountain.

The terrain here is gentle, the forest is deep and the trees are lush, suddenly a turn, the eyes reflect a large bamboo forest, go deeper, the noise in the ears gradually decreases, except for the occasional bird song, there is no sound at all, a tranquility can not help but rise from the bottom of the heart.

Song Yuanqiao didn't speak anymore, but raised his hand from time to time to compare with each other, guiding the direction, as if he didn't want to break this rare piece of Jingyi.

Feng Xiaoxiao's ears moved slightly, and he heard a long breathing sound, which was slow and long, and through the alienated clumps of green bamboo, he could see a small bamboo courtyard.

"Huh", Zhang Sanfeng's old voice came from the next door: "Feng Daxia is so profound!" ”

With a "Ahh

He knew that Feng Xiaoxiao was not very old, and he thought that he was just a trick essence, but he didn't expect his internal strength to be so high.

But he didn't know that Feng Xiaoxiao didn't deliberately suppress his footsteps and breathing in order to show respect, otherwise he might not be able to detect it.

Feng Xiaoxiao saluted and smiled: "Zhang Zhenren is right, but the hero doesn't dare to claim it, his methods have never been very bright, and he doesn't want to make such a reputation!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, returned the salute, and said, "Please come in and talk!" ”

The three of them entered the small courtyard together, but they saw a teacup on the table, a futon on the ground, a wooden sword hanging on the wall, and nothing else.

The floor on the table was covered with dust, only the futon was clean.

Feng Xiaoxiao retracted his gaze and said, "Don't hide it from Zhang Zhenren, here is to ask the real person for advice on martial arts, such as the theory of internal force refinement." ”

Song Yuanqiao listened inexplicably, isn't it true that the deeper the internal force, the more refined it is?

Anyone with a little bit of internal strength should know. Feng Xiaoxiao's martial arts are so high, there is no reason to go out of his way to ask his master and ask this kind of question that has no depth at all!

Zhang Sanfeng stared at the words and said, "Little brother, can you slap me?" ”

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