Tang Feng smiled secretly, the white horse is not a horse and Zeno's theory is the same sophistry, but their fallacies are fundamentally different, so it is normal for the little monk Xuanzang to be difficult to do this and the other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"His Royal Highness is truly extraordinary. ”

Qiu Daoming was really impressed by Tang Feng and praised from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Feng shook his head and chuckled, these things may be difficult for people in this world, but for him, they are very simple and familiar.

"Childe, the little monk has a reluctant request, I don't know if Childe can agree. The little monk Xuanzang opened his big eyes and saluted Tang Feng.

Tang Feng replied, "Little Master, please speak." ”

Monk Xuanzang said: "Can the son solve the confusion of the little monk, what is wrong with that statement just now?"

Tang Feng was slightly surprised, Zeno's statement was a fallacy, but it was rare for a little monk to find out that it was a fallacy so quickly.

However, he finally smiled and shook his head, having no obligation to explain to the little monk of the barbarian clan.

Monk Xuanzang pouted, looking a little depressed.

"Little Master, if you really want to know the answer, you can go to the desolate wilderness to find me. ”

Tang Feng said half-jokingly, he was very curious about this little monk, and wanted to see what would happen to this little monk when he saw the little monkey in Tianxuanmen.

The little monk Xuanzang tilted his head, as if he was thinking very seriously about Tang Feng's suggestion.

This startled the barbarian warrior, and he hurriedly whispered a few words in the little monk's ear.

The little monk pouted, becoming more and more unhappy, but in the end he said helplessly:

"The little monk said that the little monk can't leave the barbarian tribe yet, so he can't go to the desolation with your son. ”

However, if in a few years, the little monk has not come up with the answer to this question, he will definitely come to Lianghuang to ask the son. ”

Tang Feng smiled and nodded, but he couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart, in a few years, it was not certain that he would be able to find the little monkey of Tianxuanmen.

In this case, the little monk took his leave. ”

The little monk Xuanzang regained his serious appearance, saluted Tang Feng with his hands together, and then left.

After the little monk left, Tang Feng also took off his smile, returned to the first seat, and gently tapped the wine bottle.

The white-clothed scribes and other Confucian cultivators who had previously targeted Qiu Daoming had pale faces and were ashamed.

They were still mocking the desolate desolation for having no context before, who would have thought that the one who would finally win this argument for Yun Qin was the son of the desolate wilderness.

Mo Yihe, who had just woken up, was even more like gold paper, and originally wanted to participate in Tang Feng's book, saying that Tang Feng had no king's law, and he intervened in Taoist matters as an exile.

But now this plan can only be shelved, because Tang Feng's move is a great achievement, and it is unreasonable not to exempt Tang Feng from exile, how can he issue an edict and add crimes.

Tang Feng gently tapped the bronze wine bottle without saying a word.

The reason why he stood up was not to save face for Yun Qin, but purely to fight for the desolation.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the hall was a little oppressive, he finally struck the wine bottle hard, causing it to make a clear sound, and then stood up.

"Mr. Qiu, let's go. ”

Tang Feng didn't even glance at Mo Yihe and the others, and left with Qiu Daoming.

Show off his might, taunt and fight back? He doesn't care at all!

Mo Yihe's eyes were complicated, looking at Tang Feng's white back, and a few traces of fear suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Brother Mo, are you just looking at that Tang Feng arrogantly?"

The white-clothed scribe was unwilling, although Tang Feng didn't say anything just now, but his words and deeds were like an invisible slap, which made his cheeks hurt.

Mo Yihe pressed his brows, and said hatefully:

"Naturally, we can't just forget it, we have the most prosperous Shun Tianqi, this is an indisputable fact, then Tang Feng is just a little ghostly, what is it?"

Then, his eyes became gloomy, and he sneered: "Let's drag this Tang Feng for two more days, and then someone will come to suppress him." ”

The white-clothed scribe thought for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "Brother Mo is talking about ......"

The corners of Mo Yihe's mouth lifted slightly, and he nodded.

In the room, the candle flame flickered, stretching Tang Feng's figure very long.

In his hand, there was a letter, but it was not written by Tang Tiannan, but by his younger brother, Tang Qi.

The handwriting is not good-looking, crooked like an earthworm, but it makes Tang Feng sad for a while.

Tang Qi was stupid by nature, although he had outstanding combat power, he was illiterate in a big word, and now because he missed him too much, he actually wrote a letter in person, and he didn't know how many hardships he had experienced during it.

"Xiao Qi, don't worry, I will definitely cure your illness!" Tang Feng's eyes were bright, and he swore secretly.

"We need to hurry up and look for the sword marks of the Knocking Sword. ”

Tang Feng whispered, if he couldn't find the sword marks of the Knocking Heaven again, he would have to find time to go back to the desolation, because the blood lotus had limited vitality after leaving the blood river and could not bloom for a long time.

Finally, he carefully put away the letter and put it close to his body, his good-looking eyebrows gently raised.

At the end of the letter, it was written by Tang Tiannan.

As he expected, since his exile to the present, the people who secretly protect him in the Desolate Royal Mansion have solved a lot of troubles, otherwise he would not be able to enter the Tianxuanmen smoothly.

"Tang Shuying......"

Tang Feng muttered, and the name was mentioned at the end of the letter, saying that it was possible to come to Tianxuanmen to find him.

The memories of Tang Shuying, like a roll of old movies, slowly flashed in his mind, with a faint warmth.

Tang Tiannan has a daughter and two sons under his knees, Tang Feng is squirming, Tang Qi is stupid, Tang Shuying is a woman, but she is a prodigal wreck, and she has a special heroic spirit.

This woman acts arrogantly, but she has nothing to say to Tang Feng's younger brother, and she has been punished for Tang Feng since she was a child.

When Tang Feng was self-exiled and turned into a gentleman, Tang Shuying never blamed him, and talked to him every night, often for one night.

From the beloved woman to the mortal rivers and lakes to the world of monks, everything is said, often Tang Shuying's eyes are bloodshot in the end, but Tang Feng falls asleep holding the wine jar.

"Sister, are you ...... now Are you alright?"

Tang Feng's nose was a little sour, Tang Shuying went out to travel last year, and this trip was a year, a mortal woman, she would have to suffer a lot.

He suddenly remembered that Tang Shuying used to love cherries the most, so he thought about returning to Tianxuan Mountain, and he would definitely plant a cherry forest in the back mountain.

The wind at night was a little cool, and the corners of Tang Feng's clothes were constantly rolled up.

He stood by the window alone, his eyes were extremely deep, and after letting go of the tenderness in his heart, a cold meaning appeared on his handsome face again.

In the dungeon of the ancient battlefield, who invited the bow-wielding man and the five people behind him?

Yunqin Palace, or Xu Tian asked?

"Most likely, it should still be the Yunqin Imperial Palace. ”

Tang Feng muttered to himself, Xu Tianwen was in the desolate wilderness, and Tang Tiannan was staring closely, thinking that he couldn't make a big move.

"This wind is so cold. ”

Suddenly, such a sentence sounded coldly on the roof......