Chapter 13 Song Ying'er sleeps

Gao Chengzong couldn't help but say anxiously: "Then what should we do? Hong Chipjing will definitely not believe that Hu Dongshan betrayed him for the position of the master of the sect, and we really don't have any real evidence in our hands." ”

Sima Zhong looked towards Fang Ling and asked, "Junior Brother Fang, what is your opinion?"

Fang Ling gently spit out four words and said, "Wait and see!"

A hint of brilliance flashed in Sima Zhong's eyes, and he flicked his long beard and said, "How can you wait and see how it changes?"

Fang Ling Zhengse said: "The Holy Fruit Conference is about to be held, Jiuhua Sect has been planning for a long time, whether it is its strategy or the internal ghost, we have no way to get a glimpse of the whole picture, if we do it rashly, we are afraid that it will backfire, one will not fall well, Jiuhua Sect slanders us maliciously, then this door is to lose the lady and the soldiers." Therefore, we might as well wait and see what happens, if we are lucky, we may be able to relieve the siege of Jiuhua Sect, and if we are unlucky, we can also protect ourselves and then make plans. ”

Gao Chengzong frowned and said, "Junior Brother Fang, in this way, wouldn't we have to watch Xuanyi Sect annex Jiuhua Sect?"

Fang Ling smiled slightly and said: "Senior senior, the major events in the world are like a chess game, from a small point of view, maybe we are defeated, but from a big point of view, we can defend early, or even counterattack, this is victory." ”

Gao Chengzong didn't expect Fang Ling to be so young and thoughtful, and he couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard it, Sima Zhong was even more pleased, although there were many elders in the sect, but they could think so far-reaching, and there were not many people who could be calm like a mountain in this situation, not to mention, judging from the fact that Fang Ling was able to escape death from the hands of the masters of the Great Perfection Period, how many people could do this?

After the three of them discussed, Gao Chengzong and the two withdrew from the room, the entire Taohuawu is actually a specially built accommodation for foreign guests, there are dozens of wooden houses in the streamside area where Mochizuki Sect is located, and they are very concerned about privacy, they are all very scattered, Fang Ling and his party chose to live in a wooden house area downstream.

Fang Ling valued a room on the bend by the stream at a glance, where the terrain was slightly higher, just enough to overlook the peach blossom forest in the entire valley, he turned his head happily, and was about to speak, but he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In the past few years, Song Ying'er has been in retreat, so he and Xiao Xue have always lived in a double house, living the life of a fairy couple, but now the problem is that when he turns his head, he is not only followed by Xiao Xue, but also Song Ying'er, and of course, Chu Yao, who has not yet chosen a house.

Xiao Xue is dressed in a white dress, as pretty as a fairy, although the peach blossoms around her are gorgeous, they are inferior to her, especially the rain and dew, and the charm of the young woman revealed in her every move is even more mouth-watering.

Song Ying'er was dressed in a purple dress, with a smile on her little face like a flower, and her well-behaved and docile appearance seemed to be ready to be picked at any time.

At this time, the two daughters were looking at the uninhabited wooden houses around them, as if they were looking for the one they liked, and at the same time they felt Fang Ling's gaze and suddenly understood something.

Xiao Xue smiled lightly, stretched out her hand and pressed on Song Ying'er's shoulder, pushed her towards Fang Ling, and then put on a serious look and said, "Fang Ling, Ying'er will be handed over to you." ”

Fang Ling wanted both, both of them were reluctant, and he was thinking about what to do, when he saw Xiao Xue behaving like this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart was full of gratitude.