As soon as he arrived at the gate of the mountain, Jin Mingyun suddenly paused, and his eyes locked on the group from afar.

Zhao Zhiying took two steps and found that Jin Mingyun hadn't followed, so he followed his line of sight, "Isn't that from Fuxiantai?" ”

Jin Mingyun let out a slight "um" and strode forward.

Zhao Zhiying hurriedly grabbed him, "Senior nephew Jin, don't go so fast!" ”

The young man smiled and crossed in front of him, blocking the way, "Since it happened to happen, why don't you go and see what they are doing in the Sword Sect?" ”

Jin Mingyun bypassed him without squinting, "I'm not interested, Senior Uncle Zhao will go by himself." ”

The young man in white was unrelenting and moved out of the big truth, "I remember that the lady in charge of Fuxiantai and the elder concubine are good sisters who marry Jinlan, and when the nephew of the Jin master saw the elders, he didn't go to meet them, but avoided the way, which is not polite!" ”

Hua Feijun, an elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect, is also Jin Mingyun's biological mother.

He just caught a casual glimpse of the people in Fuxiantai, and he didn't notice that the head and wife of Fuxiantai were also there, and he was so disturbed by Zhao Zhiying, he had to go if he didn't go.

It's just that the people in Fuxiantai seemed to be arguing about something, and they didn't notice the arrival of the two, and Zhao Zhiying couldn't plug in for a while, so he pricked up his ears to listen.

"Aren't we going to the Sword Sect?" The female voice was gentle with a little hesitation.

Before the head of Fuxiantai could speak, a young man with red lips and white teeth and beautiful eyebrows pulled the sleeve of the head of the house, "Father, you promised me that you came to the Sword Sect to ask for my marriage, but now you haven't gone up the mountain yet, why do you regret it?" ”

The young man's name is Bai Bingzhen, he is the son of the head of Fuxiantai, he is not very old, but he is already in the early stage of Jindan, and he can be regarded as a genius in the cultivation world where there are many talents today.

The head and wife of Fuxiantai have held him as an eyeball since they were children, and naturally they are reluctant to refuse any request.

Merely......

The head of Fuxiantai sighed slightly, and when he saw the young man's sad face, he finally retreated, "Then let's go up the mountain and take a look!" ”

The boy's fist-clenching hand loosened, and he turned from sorrow to joy.

The well-wisher who blocked the road before shook his head, "I still have to think clearly about it if the little boy is really lucky enough to marry the Fuzhu Fairy, I am afraid that he will regret it in the future." ”

Zhao Zhiying and Jin Mingyun were stunned, but they didn't expect to listen to the gossip and actually pull it to Fu Zhu.

Bai Bingzhen finally persuaded his parents, and when he saw the person in front of him making trouble, the young man who had always been good-tempered was also angry, "What's the matter with you, clean nonsense!" ”

Well-wishers persuaded each other with good words: "For thousands of years, only one person who cultivates the ruthless Dao kills his wife and ascends to the Dao, and the one in the Sword Sect who cultivates the Ruthless Dao, Daoist friends think twice!" ”

Bai Bingzhen's face suddenly turned a little pale.

The handsome monk in the green shirt couldn't help but look here twice, when did the little junior sister change to the Ruthless Dao?

Most of them are arranged by uninformed people, but this is fine, those who want to confess to the little junior sister have to weigh and weigh, and they are afraid that the sword of killing their husbands and preaching will hang above their heads.

The faces of the Fuxiantai couple are even more ugly, they are just this one child, and they will succeed to the head of Fuxiantai in the future, how can they be willing to let him be a stepping stone for others to ascend?

Seeing that they all listened, the well-wisher exhaled with relief, and did a good deed every day today, and implemented it perfectly.

He was dashing and ready to leave.

"Huh? Jin Mingyun! How are you here! ”

The sudden screams disturbed the people of Fuxiantai.

Jin Mingyun had to take two steps forward and salute the Bai couple. Zhao Zhiying's seniority is high, but the two are older, he still nodded politely.

The lady in charge of Fuxiantai was slightly happy in her eyes, and she had a thousand words to say to him. But the head seemed to think something, "You just came down the mountain after asking the sword with the Fuzhu Fairy?" ”

He thought it was a rumor before, but now that he saw Jin Mingyun here, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Thinking of that earth-shattering fight, I couldn't help but feel terrified.

The lady in charge of Fuxiantai reacted suddenly, and she was shocked, her tone was as gentle as water, mixed with temptation, "She ...... that rune bead fairy."

Jin Mingyun said calmly: "Miss Fuzhu's swordsmanship is superb, I am ashamed of myself. ”

Hearing this, the lady of Fuxiantai only felt that her eyes were dark, and this family affair could never be settled. In case she really gets angry one day, and the rune bead fairy comes down with a sword, how can there be a way to live?

"Husband, let's go back to Fu Sendai earlier, and we should have never been to the Sword Sect." Together with Jin Mingyun's thoughts, he had no thoughts about the past.

The husband and wife pressed Bai Bingzhen, who was still not giving up, and left in a hurry.

Zhao Zhiying retracted his gaze, but saw Jin Mingyun looking at the road on the upper pillow mountain, and he could see it.

The boy spread his five fingers and shook them in front of him, "What do you see?" ”

"Just now, there was a green-shirted sword cultivator who went up the mountain." Jin Ming Cloud Road.

Zhao Zhiying didn't care, "This is the Sword Sect, it's normal to have a sword cultivator to go up the mountain, if there is no sword cultivation, it's strange!" ”

Jin Mingyun explained: "That sword cultivation is less than a hundred years old, and he is already a primordial infant. He was also followed by a girl who was also dressed in a green shirt, covered with white gauze, and the aura on her body was no different from that of a mortal.

It's weird.

Zhao Zhiying was silent for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence, "This Sword Sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" ”

Jin Mingyun's hundred-year-old infant is almost unmatched, but he didn't expect one to pop up just now.

What about the Lady of the Runes?

Twenty-five years old, thirty years old, or forty years old?

But within a hundred years, there is no doubt that she will get married.

Jin Mingyun rarely echoed Zhao Zhiying, "It is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”

is like the senior brother of the Fuzhu girl, whose cultivation is high and makes people look up.

……

Li Wufang had a Qingshuang sword in front of him, and he supported the weak woman, "This time to go to the Hanging Sword Peak, you have to go with the sword, Miss Lanruo remember to hold on to me." ”

Zhuang Lanruo's pair of bright autumn eyes under the veil smiled lightly, "Remember." ”

Only then did Li Wufang relax and urge the sword technique.

Although it is spring, the ice and snow are melting, but the spring cold is steep, and Zhuang Lanruo, who is thinly dressed, can't stand it, and her lips are pale.

When it came to the Hanging Sword Peak, it seemed that the chill was even worse. She couldn't help but shudder, Li Wufang hurriedly put on a fox fur cloak for her, and her tone was annoyed, "It's all because I forgot that Miss Lan Ruo is a mortal, can she be a little warmer now?" ”

Zhuang Lanruo squeezed out a smile, "It's better." ”

Wrapped tightly in the cloak, Zhuang Lanruo looked at the Hanging Sword Peak quietly.

The mountain of Hanging Sword Peak is extremely dangerous, but the top of the mountain is gentle and open, the mountain rocks are bare and do not grow tall trees, and bluegrass grows randomly in the cracks of the stones.

In the distance, there are several small courtyards.

The cold wind brought a snow-white apricot blossom.

Zhuang Lanruo raised her hand to catch the soft petals and smiled, "The apricot blossoms bloom best this season, I want to go and see it." ”

Li Wufang said: "On the Hanging Sword Peak, there is only an apricot blossom tree planted in the courtyard of the little junior sister. ”

Zhuang Lanruo was slightly disappointed, "That's ......"

"It's just an apricot blossom tree, would Miss Zhuang like to go and sit in my yard?"

The girl holding the apricot blossom came slowly, and said with a light smile: "Third Senior Brother, Master is looking for you." ”