But it was said that Jia Mengle sent Yuan Qianyue, the owner of the Heartless Valley, to the mountain temple, and the cute little bird spoke, "Thief, thief, save my son-in-law!"

Jia Mengle saw this little bird, he didn't speak when there was someone just now, but now he did, presumably to beware of Yuan Qianyue hurting it, it was so smart, Jia Mengle liked this happy bird more and more, and said with a smile, "Silly bird, you let me save it, where can I save it?"

The little bird flapped its wings, and it was extremely uncomfortable Jia Mengle called him a stupid bird, and chirped, "Stupid thief, come with me!"

After the bird finished speaking, it flew like an arrow through the woods and headed straight towards Jiangnan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Flying is always a bird, flying is their instinct, even if Jia Mengle is good, compared with this little bird, it is still a little worse, "You wait for me, how can I catch up with you?" Jia Mengle shouted loudly.

Now the little bird is happy, I saw him chirping, flapping his wings, as if laughing at Jia Mengle, "Quick, quick, thief!

Jia Mengle saw that the birds were so cute, and they should only play with the birds, carry enough "Qingjing Sutra", fly side by side with the birds in the blue sky and white clouds, they frolicked, through the treetops, over the mountains, and came to Jiangnan in more than ten days.

Jiangnan has always been a place that Wensao ink writers yearn for, where "spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique." Try to look at it on the transcendent stage, half a trench spring water is a city of flowers, and the smoke and rain are dark. "It has always been a prosperous place for smoke willows, a gentle and rich town.

But Jia Mengle didn't dare to have the slightest leisure to play in the mountains and rivers, he had been thinking about the blind Hua Manlou in his heart, under the leadership of the bird, they continued to fly forward, at this time, he faintly heard the sound of fighting, he stopped, listened attentively, there was really someone fighting, he ignored the bird's urging, and ran away in the direction where the sound came.

I saw it in an open field. More than a dozen young Jianghu people, these people are none other than Yuwen Lingfeng, the son of Jingmen Yuwen, and Zhu Ziyong of Zhujiabao, as well as the six tigers and all the disciples. They were besieging a monk in scruffy clothes.

The monk's clothes were in tatters, covered in blood, and he seemed to be injured a lot when he saw Yuwen Lingfeng and a few disciples besieging the sloppy monk, and suddenly Zhu Ziyong and the Six Tigers. At the same time, the "one designated country" of the Zhu family's swordsmanship was really three days, and the bento was impressive, only to see seven sword lights, like seven lightning bolts, stabbing towards the sloppy monk from different directions.

This stab, don't learn from the injured sloppy monk, even if Jia Mengle steps forward, he only has the ability to parry, not to mention that at this moment, the monk is fighting with Yuwen Lingfeng is inseparable!

Jia Mengle understood. Yuwen Lingfeng and the others would never do anything good except to bully the weak, so they picked up a dead wood and threw it at Zhu Ziyong and the six tigers.

Although the power of the dead wood is not large, Zhu Ziyong and the others would have thought that there was such a thing attacking, for fear that it would be a hidden weapon or something, so they hurriedly turned over and dodged, and when they looked at it, it turned out to be a piece of dead wood. I couldn't help but shout angrily, "Who is the one who wants to make trouble here?"

Jia Mengle thought to himself, it's over, it's over. He will definitely be recognized by Zhu Ziyong and the others, this group of people all know him! He was about to turn around and leave, but the ridiculous tiger Zhang Renzheng had already arrived in front of him, "Where did you come from called Huazi? You are actually doing a bad thing for Lao Tzu here, are you impatient?"

The smiling tiger Zhang Renzheng called it so. It was only then that Jia Mengle understood that he had been with his mother in the mountains for many years, and the clothes on his body had long been more torn and dirty than those of the sloppy monk, and his hair and beard had long been unkempt, and Zhu Ziyong and the others had long been unable to recognize him.

"It turned out to be the accomplices of this stinky monk, you see they are dressed as sloppily!" Zhu Ziyong looked at it and couldn't help but smile even more.

People in the world are like this, they think they are emperors when they add yellow robes, and they are accomplices when their clothes are as tattered, they really talk nonsense with their eyes open!

The sloppy monk fought with Yuwen Lingfeng and the others, glanced at Jia Mengle, and said with a wry smile, "Boy, are you too long-lived? I have lived enough, and I am looking for death, so I let them help me die, you are very young, don't let this troubled water flow!"

Jia Mengle listened interestingly, how could anyone be impatient to find death? He walked up with a smile and replied, "Monk, don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you, I don't want to live anymore, I saw that they had a guy in their hands, so I asked them for help, so don't be sentimental!"

The monk listened and said, "I said, boy, you don't look for the east and the west, but I found it first, why are you robbing me of my business?"

Jia Mengle said with a smile, "You monk, you are shameless, you sit at two ends in one room, you do your own business, you are a monk, how can you rob your business?"

The more Jia Mengle and the sloppy monk talked, the more speculative they became, and they already had a good impression in their hearts, but Zhu Ziyong and them were at a loss, "Boy, you don't want to, right, Lao Tzu will make a loss-making deal today, clean up an old one, and give a small one, you can make a name! Uncle, I never kill a nameless person!"

"I ......" Jia Mengle just wanted to say his name, and immediately came to his senses, why not take advantage of the fact that they don't know him now, just say a name indiscriminately, and fool the past, "I ......" Jia Mengle was about to say his real name, Lu Xiaoji, but then I thought about it, although this name was given by his mother who had never met, but this one was too ugly! Lu Xiaoji! This name is really unpleasant!

Seeing that he was hesitant, Zhang Renzheng, the smiling tiger, said with a smile, "Boy, what's wrong? Don't you dare to say your name? Afraid of death? If you don't say your name, get out of here!"

Jia Mengle hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hands, "Oh, uncles and brothers, don't let me go, I've been looking for a guy in my hand for several days, but I can't find it!"

The smiling tiger Zhang Renzheng saw that Jia Mengle was talking upside down, crazy, and deliberately teased him and said, "Since you are looking for death, why are you reluctant to say your name?"

Jia Mengle pretended to be very embarrassed and said, "Oh, uncles, I'm afraid that if I say my name, I will scare you to death, won't I waste a good opportunity?"

When Zhu Ziyong heard this, he was so angry that his lungs almost didn't explode, and Yang Wangui said viciously, "Good boy, I want to see how you scared us to death?"

Jia Mengle thought about it, chickens, poultry, every family has it, everyone sees it, ordinary and ordinary, there is an idiom "recognize the chicken as the phoenix", the phoenix, the gods, the rare thing, everyone admires! Why not also recognize the chicken as the phoenix?

Jia Mengle thought about it and said with a smile, "Then you guys listen well, I'm ...... My name is... Land... Small... Feng!" he pulled his voice to the elder, for fear that others would not hear him.

After Zhu Ziyong and the Six Tigers heard this, they looked at each other, and then laughed, "Lu Xiaofeng?"

Jia Mengle didn't want to have fun in this dream anymore, in the end everything was fake Jia Mengle, he had made up his mind, he would be called Lu Xiaofeng!

Jia Mengle said arrogantly, "I don't want to say it, you want me to say it, now I will scare you!"

"Lu Xiaofeng?" Zhu Ziyong sneered, "I haven't heard of it, Lu Xiaofeng? This seems to be the name of a girl from a flower building?" But I can't remember it for a while. ”

When Jia Mengle heard this, he shouted, "I'm angry, I'm angry!"

It turned out that Yuwen Lingfeng and his disciples besieged the sloppy monk, only to see a disciple flash to the back, ready to sneak attack the monk, only to see him holding a sword in his right hand, volleying straight towards the monk's back, the monk obviously did not have long eyes behind him, where did he know that someone was sneaking up behind him, Jia Mengle, but Lu Xiaofeng saw this, pretended to be angry, went straight to the monk's back, and used his index finger and middle finger to clamp the cold sword behind his back, and rescued the sloppy monk.

This is exactly what he used to pick up wild fruits and birds when he accompanied his mother on the top of the mountain, and he never thought that it would really come in handy at this moment! He was still shouting, "Monk, they are really angry with me, they don't even know my name, what a reason!" He said while injecting internal force into his index finger and middle finger, sometimes using the "one designated country" in the Zhu family's sword, and sometimes the "left and right clothed in red" of the book.

The world's martial arts, not in the sharp weapon, only in the internal force to a certain extent, everything is a sharp weapon, including his own body, Jia Mengle with the "Qingjing Sutra" and "Daozang Sutra", in the encirclement of Yuwen Lingfeng and the disciples, Lu Xiaofeng blocked left and right, I really didn't expect that at the top of the mountain, in order to pick up wild fruits, he actually refined two fingers, and clamped what he saw, only to see Lu Xiaofeng pulling the sloppy monk, like a dragon, swimming in the blue sky, left or right, up or down, or front or back, so that Yuwen Lingfeng and others were dazzled.

Before Yuwen Lingfeng and the others could see the situation clearly, Lu Xiaofeng had already rushed out of the encirclement with a sloppy monk like a chicken, stepping on the heads of the disciples of Zhujiabao, like lightning, and disappeared into the vast forest sea in the blink of an eye.

Lu Xiaofeng took the sloppy monk and floated into the distance like the wind, Zhu Ziyong and they couldn't catch up with them for a long time, and the sloppy monk said, "I said, can you let me go, it's so high, I'm afraid of it!"

Lu Xiaofeng listened to the monk's words, only then slowed down his pace and landed on the ground gently, not afraid of flying so far with light work, because he had the "Qingjing Sutra" and the "Daozang Sutra" to protect his body, but his face was still not red, his heart was not beating, and his face did not change.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was so relaxed, the monk couldn't help but ask in his heart, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves are all dead on the beach, I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really didn't know that there were such masters in the world's martial arts!"

Jia Mengle, no, Lu Xiaofeng is most afraid of being praised by others, you know, there must be bad results behind good words, the more good words you say, the more dangerous it is, he smiled and said, "Where can you also be seriously injured, and still deal with Zhujiabao, Jingmen and others for a long time?"

The monk didn't look at him, as if he was muttering to himself, "Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng?" Presumably he is also a famous person in the martial arts, but he has never heard of the character "Lu Xiaofeng".

Jia Meng was happy to see the sloppy monk's doubts, and he already knew in his heart that this sloppy monk must be an extraordinary person!

Who is this sloppy monk? If you want to know the future painting, please see the next breakdown! )