Chapter Eighty-Nine: Lingxiao Mountain
"Ahh Wen Qianqian's face showed a look of surprise, and her willow eyebrows were crookedly clasped together, "My sister is like a flower, my sister really thinks that my senior brother has such a good vision and recognizes the wrong person." β
"Sister won't blame me, will she?"
Ning'an: ......
Who can withstand this.
Although I heard that Wen Qianqian's words were suspicious of yin and yang, but... But......
She complimented me on how good I looked! She called me sister!
"No......" The corners of Ning An's mouth twitched in denial, but he found that the fox in his arms didn't know when to turn his head back.
The big tail wagged and seemed a little impatient.
Ning An hurriedly rubbed the fox's head, and his palm was close to his furry ears, only to feel that it was itchy.
Feng Qi crooked his mouth and looked at Ning An in disbelief.
What kind of confusion is this?
Lin Bocheng only felt speechless for a while, and Miss Ning An didn't seem to care about Senior Sister Qianqian's offense.
is obviously a very generous person, why is there a bit of obvious resistance and boredom with him.
Wrong......
Miss Ning'an is also very angry with Miss Yuanle.
I hope to get them back together once again.
Lin Bocheng was hesitating about how to continue to speak, and a somewhat sharp voice, mixed with mockery, came over.
"Yo, isn't this a disciple of Nanling Mountain! I'm still in the mood to wander around here. A young man in a yellow brocade robe, with his hands on his chest, walked over with his hands on his chest.
He was followed by several teenagers and girls dressed identically.
Aggressive... At first glance, it is brainless cannon fodder.
Ning An rolled his eyes, and waited until the man came over and stood still, only to notice that the young man's five fingers were covered with gold rings.
"......" Ning An looked at the young man again with high respect.
Well, she retracted her disrespectful thoughts.
How can such a golden person be brainless cannon fodder! It's clearly a... There is gold...
Cannon fodder.
......] The system was silent.
What exactly is it expecting?
Ning An didn't know anyone, but Feng Qi did.
Even if the book was a little rough, but a gold ring on one hand, such an obvious and vulgar sign, he recognized it instantly.
"The first disciple under the Seven Star Gate Star Scar Elder Seat - Jin Fengxiang!"
Ning An received Feng Qi's transmission, and his eyes widened again.
It's like opening the corner of your eye, and it's many times bigger in an instant.
The name! Such a unique and domineering name with a sparkling golden light!
Terrible! Terrible!
Feng Qi didn't miss the surprise on Ning An's face, but he was ..... this name
It can't be said that he doesn't feel anything, he has already complained hundreds of times when he reads the book.
He's now... The heart is like stopping water!
But!
This is an important male partner!
In the early stage, he was a sworn enemy who didn't deal with the male protagonist, and in the later stage, he was a good brother who was born and died with affection.
It looks really....
Feng Qi looked at Jin Fengxiang again.
It's really bohemian.
"I have no intention of arguing with you." Lin Bocheng's face darkened, and he clenched the sword in his hand several times, and then released it again.
This man... It's disgusting.
It's like a cowhide plaster, and you can't get rid of it.
"Senior brother, senior brother... They are so noisy......" Wen Qianqian pulled Lin Bocheng's sleeve, a pair of beautiful eyes with autumn waves fear, and a few tears could fall out at any time.
Lin Bocheng was very cooperative and protected Wen Qianqian behind him.
Jin Fengxiang's eyes flashed on Wen Qianqian's body, and the narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed together, and interest flashed in his eyes.
But it's just a momentary interest.
This little girl looks weak and weak, like a glutinous rice dumpling, and her voice makes people feel relaxed and happy.
But....
and did not attract Lin Bocheng.
He likes to see Lin Bocheng's annoyed and angry appearance.
Therefore, Jin Fengxiang continued to provoke Lin Bocheng: "You Nanling Mountain has such a big scandal, don't you know how to clamp your tail and be a man?!" β
Ning An pricked up his gossip ears.
Even the fox in his arms pricked up his ears.
Feng Qi: ......
What to do?
The little sister and the fox are becoming more and more alike.
As for the dispute between Jin Fengxiang and Lin Bocheng, Feng Qi is not the slightest bit interested in it now.
Trouble, fight.
Everything now is to pave the way for the socialist brotherhood that will be harder than steel in the future.
This plot is too clichΓ©.
The male protagonist is either slapping his face or on the way to slap his face.
Then, in the process of slapping the face, gain friends, destroy enemies, and spread prestige.
Thinking of this, Feng Qi couldn't help but glance at Lin Bocheng again.
The young man in white is a handsome son, full of righteousness, which makes him a little envious.
The growth journey of the male protagonist... It seems to be quite in line with the law of male frequency.
Although the confidantes around him have been killed by the heroine, they have never been broken in short, and a few can pop up wherever they go.
Ning An and Feng Qi were watching the excitement, and the two were not from Nanling Mountain.
But Wen Qianqian and Lin Bocheng naturally couldn't be indifferent when they heard Jin Fengxiang's words.
As a result, the faces of the two collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wen Qianqian: "What nonsense are you talking about!" You're ...... the Seven Star Gate."
didn't finish speaking, but grabbed Lin Bocheng's sleeve delicately: "Senior Brother Lin... He... He slandered me Nanling Mountain...."
It's a crime that can't be punished!
Lin Bocheng, as a member of Nanling Mountain, would naturally not sit idly by even if there was no Wen Qianqian fanning the flames on the side.
So he also clenched the sword of the gods: "If you talk about it again, don't blame Lin for being polite!" β
The male protagonist speaks, even if it's a threat.
It also makes people feel that they are righteous and upright.
Ning An held the fox and secretly admired that the protagonist's filter was too big.
Jin Fengxiang, as a good socialist brother in the later period of Lin Bocheng, how could he be a simple character.
First of all, both of them bear the name of geniuses of their respective sects.
In the face of Lin Bocheng's upright and righteous words, Jin Fengxiang has the persistent spirit of courage to do things.
"You Ling Xiaoshan, you have a bad character on weekdays, and you have done a lot of murder and arson."
"Relying on his only identity as a catastrophe power, he will do whatever he wants!"
"Now it's okay, retribution! Heaven will not let these scumbags in Nanling Mountain soar! β
"It's more than innocent to die!"
Jin Fengxiang used his arrogant and smug voice to say these three sarcastic words with a fierce momentum, which made Ning An feel happy.
Before Ning An's eyes fell on Lin Bocheng, he was first attracted by the fox in his arms.
The fox sharpened its claws, and even its tail did not wagged.
A pair of brown eyeballs stared straight at Jin Fengxiang, and the killing intent flowed through the air
Pei Yi laughed angrily.
I didn't expect to hear myself so unexpectedly.
How incompetent is he to let a mere junior gossip behind his back?
He's not dead yet!
It seems to be... The deterrence given is not enough.
Before the ascension, he should have washed the Seven Star Gate in blood, and sat down to kill people and set fire.
Or... Kill it.
Maybe it's going to be a hassle.
But...... It really affects his mood a lot.