West Mountain Region, Dingbei City.

In the stormy Great Jin Dynasty, the Dingbei Ling clan thought that it was a family with a good reputation, especially in the fiefdom of the West Mountain, and it was higher than the existence of royal power.

Since ancient times, there is a saying that "the dynasty of flowing water, the family of iron", no matter the change of dynasty or the rebellion of the vassal king, which new master must not rely on the power of the family?

However, the Ling family, which has been immobile for thousands of years, is like a vegetable market at the moment, in a mess.

Inside the hall of harmony.

The Ling family's direct line had already arrived, and the person who spoke was Ling Ying was sitting precariously, but his head was more than one circle bigger.

Sima Wei, the king of the northwest, under the guise of the Qing monarch's side, colluded with the Qian, and soon killed Dingbei City.

The righteousness of Ping Suli is awe-inspiring, but when it comes to the survival of the family, there is a prevarication in the hall.

"The relocation of the family is a foregone conclusion, and keeping people in Dingbei City is just a fig leaf for the Ling family."

"Whoever stays, they are all dead and lifeless, the Ling family and Zhang Guiren are wearing a pair of pants, isn't Sima Weiqing's Zhang Guiren?"

"Centennial paving, whose contribution is small? According to me, no one has to stay! ”

"That Ling clan is in the Great Jin Dynasty, and the backbone will be smashed!"

In the final analysis, no one wants to stay in Dingbei City, and they did the person who died in vain for the sake of the family's face.

"Let Ling Muyun stay!" It was Ling Muyun's half-sister Ling Muyu who spoke.

Her words, like a beam of light in the darkness, pushed the almost forgotten Ling Muyun to the forefront.

"Yes, he is also surnamed Ling, why can he stay out of the matter?"

"On weekdays, he either listens to music or fights, and the Ling family wipes his ass a lot."

"That's it! If you want to cultivate for nothing, if you want to plan without strategy, you will receive a lot of points! ”

……

Ling Muyun, who was humming a country tune on Erlang's legs, was holding a dog's tail grass at the moment and stretched his neck to look out of the small courtyard with interest.

"Lame nine, lame nine!" Ling Muyun shouted his "only" subordinate.

"Come on, come on, Childe, you also know my uncompetitive legs......"

The original name of the lame nine is unknown, but every time he takes nine steps, he can't help but pad his feet, otherwise, the right leg, which is already short, will not be able to keep up with the pace of the left foot, and therefore get a lame nine "nickname".

"What are you doing outside this courtyard, chickens flying and dogs jumping?"

"Oh! It is said that the king of the northwest colluded with Lian Lian to rebel, and he will hit Dingbei City in a few days! No, I'm preparing to move. ”

"Dingbei Ling Clan, being scared like this by foreign clans, tsk!" Ling Muyun muttered: "It's a pity that I got the right eye of the poppy." ”

Lame Jiu didn't say anything, and also smoked a dog's tail grass in the small courtyard and put it in his mouth, standing silently beside Ling Muyun, one shoulder high and the other shoulder low.

It's just that the play hasn't been watched for long, and Jia Jia, the son of the Ling family's housekeeper, trotted close to the small courtyard: "Ling ......" Mu Yun didn't blurt out the words, so he swallowed back stiffly: "Son, follow the instructions of the eldest master, and ask you to discuss with Yuetang." ”

Seeing Ling Muyun's suddenly gloomy face, Jia Jia pursed her lips: "Anyway, the words have arrived, whether you go or not, you can do whatever you want, don't blame me for breaking the moon." ”

After speaking, he ran back without looking back, for fear that he would anger Ling Ying if he went back late.

Seeing Ling Muyun standing still, Lame Nine took a step forward: "Childe, this is missing the moon and the braised pork is not eaten, it doesn't matter, the Yaxing who listens to the music is about to break." ”

"Out of breath!" Ling Muyun came back to his senses and made no secret of his disdain: "Good things will come to me?" With your toes, you know it's a feast! ”

Ling Muyun paused for a moment and continued: "Besides, even if I go, will Jia Yu deduct my monthly salary?" Day by day, you know that you are listening to the music, and the breasts of the half-old are all stared at by you. ”

"Jia Yu" is Ling Muyun's nickname for Jia Jia.

"Childe, when the poppy plays the piano, your eyes are reluctant to blink!" Lame Nine whispered back to his mouth.

"Dare to talk back? When I come back, I'm sure I'm going to kick off that good leg of yours! ”

In the end, he was reluctant to listen to the temptation of listening to the music, Ling Muyun said as he moved in the direction of Heyuetang, and the dog's tail grass in his mouth went up and down, which was incompatible with the Gaomen compound.

When Ling Muyun crossed the compound and walked into the inner hall, everyone saluted, although he looked extremely friendly, but the smell of conspiracy in the air was smelled when he left the small courtyard.

Leaning against the door with his arms in his arms, he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and Ling Muyun was still chewing on the dog's tail grass.

"Muyun is here! It is our duty to discuss family affairs, and as a member of the family, it should be our duty. You must already know a thing or two, the family is ready to ......"

For Ling Muyun's impression, it was more about the name on the monthly monthly list, and at this time, seeing Ling Muyun's appearance as a child, Ling Ying was displeased.

It's just that Ling Ying deliberately made Ling Muyun goosebumps all over his body.

"Come on, Ling Ying, have you ever seen a cat crying mouse? Something to be straight about, wear less high hats! Ling Muyun's lazy voice, coupled with the deliberately elongated tone, washed away Ling Ying's guilt out of nothing.

"Presumptuous! Grandpa's name is what you call directly? ”

"No big, no small, no rules, if it weren't for this Heyue Hall, I would definitely have to serve in a family law!"

The voice of righteous indignation in the lobby was quite a sense of hatred, especially Ling Muyu, who was so indignant that his chest rose and fell, just like the half-old in the hook bar.

"Ling Muyu, no matter how you lick it, in their eyes, my father is just a criminal who colludes with other races, and the circle is different, so there is no need to force it." Ling Muyun's words were full of ridicule.

"Ling Muyun, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, if it weren't for the eldest grandfather to stop you, I will definitely let you see the power of the Ling Clan's Lei Fa!" Before Ling Muyu could refute, Ling Muzhong, who was more out of the Ling family's juniors, was the first to interject.

"Ha, haha. It's not that I look down on you, Ling Muzhong, when did you have this kind of temperament except for playing prestige on a woman's belly? ”

Ling Muyun was unforgiving: "Do you want to replace the next arrangement of Ling Ying with you?" You really don't remember to eat! ”

Ling Muzhong was speechless for a while, his face was like a pig's liver, and when it came to cultivation, his little bit of thunder method, I was afraid that he couldn't even beat a bird, and the "good thing" that hit it off with Yuetang was no different from a ghost for the dead.

What's more, not long ago, Ling Muyun's undisciplined set of Wang Baquan made him suffer enough.

"Since Brother Muyun is so confident, as an elder brother, I want to learn a thing or two." One person in the side seat got up, with a hooked nose and gloomy eyes, it was Ling Muyi, a recognized leader in the Ling family's younger generation, and the operation method was unpredictable.

Ling Ying on the main seat was called by a junior, and he was indeed a little unhappy, at this time, he closed his eyes slightly and remained silent, obviously acquiescing to Ling Muyi's words.

This made Ling Muyi get great encouragement: "What? Don't you dare? I'm afraid that it doesn't belong to a duck, but only a hard mouth? ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it?" Having said that, Ling Muyun put away his contempt in his heart.

Ling Muyi's reputation is not very good.

Of course, it's not that he did anything hurtful, it's just that because of his appearance, he really can't get on the stage in the Great Jin Dynasty, where his appearance is word of mouth.

But his cultivation and strategy are recognized as the first person of the Ling family.

"Ling Muyun, do you want me to ask you for a favor now? Although you are a concubine, if your mouth is broken for a while, you will lose my reputation. Ling Muyu's face was gloating, how could he have the slightest meaning of pleading?

"I've always heard that your ventriloquist is good, and you are good at, so you still have a reputation?! Speaking of which, don't say all over the world that I have the same father as you in the future, and I can't afford to lose that person. ”

After saying that, Ling Muyun didn't forget to spit on it.

"You ......" Ling Muyu was so angry that he almost turned his back on it, but after thinking about it, he suddenly laughed again: "Sure enough, just like that goblin, I'm afraid that it wasn't my father who defected, but also was bewitched by that goblin!" ”

"Huh" Before Ling Muyu's words fell, a figure flashed in front of her with a muffled thunderous sound, and before she could react, her neck was pinched by Ling Muyun's right hand and slowly lifted up.

The crackling thunder and lightning wrapped around Ling Muyun's arm, and with that cannibalistic expression, it was really a little scary.

"Rayfa! How can it be? ”

"I haven't heard of him practicing, isn't he idle all day long?"

"Who taught? Is it stealing? That's a felony! ”

"Smack!" A crisp slap interrupted the surrounding discussions, Ling Muyun threw Ling Muyu to the ground like a snot shake, and said fiercely: "If you dare to speak disrespectfully to my mother, it won't be your mouth that will be broken next time." ”

Obviously, Ling Muyu had committed a taboo, and wanted to say a few more sentences, but his face swollen by the thunder and lightning fan, in addition to the hot pain, was also scorched, so he could only let the corners of his mouth salivate, looking aggrieved.

But this could not win Ling Muyun a trace of sympathy.

Plain Suli, prestigious, bitter and mean, Ling Muyun didn't care, but today, he violated Ling Muyun's forbiddenness.