Not to mention, standing on the stone table and pointing angrily at the crown, Jiang Yi today is much more majestic than before. Even his voice is much louder and louder as if he is a different person, and even his cultivation is completely different.
It was obvious that he was hiding it deliberately or showing mercy at the beginning, but even his oily hair and pink face outfit still made people feel a bit disgusting.
Only then did Qingyun see clearly that the weapon Jiang Yi used just now was not the long and narrow snake-body sword, but a cold light iron fan made entirely of fine gold!
"Young...Master!"
"Master?"
Yingwu jumped three feet high and jumped beside Jiang Yi in surprise, while Qingyun looked at them in confusion.
Isn't it rumored that Feng Yuexian is a handsome young man? But the person in front of me seems to have nothing to do with the word "handsome", right?
"Hmph, I spared your life a few days ago, but you still dare to come here and die today? Yingwu, please tell me, is he the one who blackmailed you?"
"Fuck, can you keep your mouth clean?"
Qingyun opened his mouth and denounced angrily, thinking to himself, how many of these rich kids can speak human language?
"Misunderstanding, Master, misunderstanding, Brother Yun is not using me as a shield!"
Shoumagan's mind was spinning quickly, and he knew at a glance that his young master had misunderstood, so he quickly stopped in the middle to explain.
"Brother Yun?"
Seeing his irritable look, Jiang Yi immediately jumped down from the stone table, and then asked displeasedly:
"Yingwu, young master, I have managed to live here peacefully for several years. Why did you bring an outsider here today? Have you forgotten what I told you?!"
"No, young master, Brother Yun, he...he..."
"What the hell! Was he sent by my father?"
"No, young master, please listen to my explanation!"
Listening to this conversation, Qingyun was basically certain that Jiang Yi was Feng Yuexian's pseudonym. Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his heart and stepped forward to pay his respects.
"Ahem, junior Qingyun, I have met Mr. Feng. There were many misunderstandings between you and me before. Please forgive me."
"Hmph! That's pretty much it."
Feng Yuexian tilted his head in a very awkward manner. Upon seeing this, Yingwu, who knew his young master's temper quite well, quickly said:
"Master, he is the senior brother Qingyun I mentioned to you before! He has been very kind to me in Jiangyun Cave these years, have you forgotten?"
"Qingyun...Qingyun...oh, it's you! Why does this name sound familiar to me?"
Feng Yuexian raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously remembering something, and immediately put away the iron fan, and the tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated a lot.
At the same time, he lifted up the stone bench that had fallen down. After changing its position, the stone table's light shone brightly again. The three of them were instantly in a formation that was isolated from prying eyes. It was strange and extraordinary.
"Yingwu, what's going on?"
As he spoke, Feng Yuexian started tearing from his lower jaw to behind his ears, and soon pulled off a thin mask from his face, revealing his true face in Lushan!
"Oh, he's really handsome."
Even Qingyun couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart.
A white paper fan, don't wait for the wind and moon!
The slender eyebrows are like two green peaks, the bright eyes are like the sun and the moon dotting the sky, and the handsome facial features set off the angular face that is seven parts strong and three parts tender. He is indeed a very rare handsome man.
I don't know why he gave himself such a disgusting face.
"Master, I brought Brother Yun here to help you."
"help me?"
"Let me tell you."
Smiling and patting Yingwu on the shoulder, Qingyun took the initiative to step forward.
"Mr. Feng, I am a good friend of Sister Yu Mian. I once lived and died with her in the thirty-three realms."
"oh?"
These words immediately aroused Feng Yuexian's interest, and also made him take a formal look at this Yuan Hua Realm junior with considerable strength.
"Interesting, it turns out you are a blood-stained generation from the Thirty-three Realms. No wonder you were able to take my blow a few days ago. Sit down."
"Thank you."
Qingyun clasped his fists politely, but he did not sit down immediately, but said:
"I heard that you didn't want to marry Hua Yumian, so you ran away from the two palaces. I also wanted to rescue Sister Yumian from the Jing Palace. I happened to know that my classmate Yingwu was your servant, so I asked him to introduce me to you. Let’s meet up and discuss countermeasures.”
"Rescued Hua Yumian? Just because you, a young monk in the Yuanhua Realm?"
Taking another deep breath, Qingyun tried his best to keep himself calm.
"good."
"It's ridiculous. A mere loser from Jiangyundong wants to get people out of Shoujing Palace. Has your brain been kicked by a donkey? I said Yingwu, you brought such a fool to see me?"
As soon as these words came out, the anger in Qingyun's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he sneered:
"I am indeed a mere loser, but I am better than some shrunken turtles. I am still the kind that shrinks for ten years."
"you!"
Feng Yuexian was speechless for a moment. He was so angry that he scratched his head and ears, but did not refute or take action.
"What? What I said is wrong? Then you are resisting? Feng Yuexian, my good brother is also called Master Feng, but he is willing to fall out with his father and come to Zhijing Cave for the sake of the woman he loves. What about you? ?Coward!"
"You dare to call me a coward? Say it again if you dare!"
"Hmph~coward! Damn!"
"you!"
Feng Yuexian started shooting the case.
Seeing that a fight between the two was about to break out, Shoumagan was so anxious that he almost vomited blood. However, in the next moment, Feng Yuexian sat down heavily on the stone bench again, his handsome face full of frustration.
"Hey, you, you know nothing!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled a piece of thatch directly from the distance and held it in his mouth. The words "Hey" kept coming out one after another.
"Brother Yun, the young master is not what you think."
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Qingyun became more suspicious, secretly wondering if there was something hidden in this?
After a while, Feng Yuexian seemed to have calmed down and asked softly:
"Brother Feng of yours likes Hua Yumian?"
Qingyun nodded slightly.
"Heh, it seems he was the one who got kicked in the head."
These words made Yingwu chuckle, and even Qingyun couldn't help but curl his lips.
"But Yao Pofeng?"
"Well, Mr. Feng guessed it right. He is hiding in Jiangyun Cave now. We are all trying to think of a solution."
"I heard that he was imprisoned by his father. Why, he slipped out?"
"Yes, when he learned that Sister Yu Mian was accused of marriage, he risked his life to escape."
"It's quite a love affair."
With another long sigh, Feng Yuexian turned his lowered gaze to the woods that he had knocked out of the way. His eyes seemed to be full of helplessness and dejection.
"Master Feng, with all due respect, if you really don't like Sister Yu Mian, then just refuse her. I believe that your father, including senior Hua Yingguan, will not embarrass you."
"Hey, let me tell you, Brother Yun."
This time, Shou Ma Gan took over the conversation from his young master.
Facing Feng Yuexian, Yingwu Tiaotong's personality has restrained a lot, but it can still be seen that his behavior is almost a replica of him.
"Brother Yun, sit down!"
After glancing at Master Feng who seemed to be sulking, Qingyun no longer felt restrained and sat down on the stone bench generously.
"Things are actually more complicated than you think."
Just when Yingwu was about to speak, Feng Yuexian bit off the thatch stem and then spat it into the ground viciously. Some things were better left to him.
"Master?"
"Hey, if I let you even say the words, wouldn't I really be a coward?"
With a sudden smile, Feng Yuexian withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath. This was the first time in many years that he talked about these messy things with others.
"Brother Qingyun."
"I don't dare, Mr. Feng has promoted me."
"Oh, I've heard Yingwu talk about you many times. To be honest, Master, I don't have many friends in Zhijing Dongtian. Yingwu is one of them. If you take care of him, you are giving me face. Giving me face is giving Feng To give face to the Feng family is to give face to Zhijing Dongtian, to..."
"Stop it, stop it, I don't have that much dignity."
Qingyun shook his head speechlessly.
"Haha, easy to talk to, young master, I am not a rigid person."
After sniffing, Feng Yuexian seemed to have turned back into the dandy boy. He hooked up with Yingwu, and the thin man understood it and brought him a stone stool to cross his legs.
"Made, is this how you call your friends?"
The young master cursed in his heart.
"As I said just now, what you can see is only the tip of the iceberg behind this marriage."
"Is it related to the Ling family?"
Qingyun asked with narrowed eyes.
"Eh? Yingwu told you?"
Feng Yuexian stared at Qingyun in surprise, while the thin head shook like a rattle.
"No, Master, I didn't say anything!"
"I'm sorry you don't dare either."
Feng Yuexian took the half piece of thatch in her mouth and knocked Yingwu on the head, and then said:
"Ling Shuangyan is my biological aunt, but she is also the future leader of the Ling family, and the senior officials of the Ling family actually disapprove of this marriage, so she followed me and hid me for so long. "
"Oh? Sister Yumian is Hua Yingguan's daughter, and Senior Hua is Yan Lao's adopted son. If you marry her..."
At this point, Qingyun suddenly paused, seeming to understand something, while Feng Yuexian's eyes revealed a strong look of appreciation, he raised a finger and said with a smile:
"Haha, it seems that you are not stupid either~ Let me tell you directly, the current Zhijing Cave Heaven can be basically divided into three parties. One is the Shoujing Palace Academic School represented by Yan Lao Fei Lao and other veteran alchemists. group."
Then he raised his second and third fingers:
"The second is the indigenous faction represented by the Ling family, the Chong family and other family forces, and the third is the Xingzhi Palace centralized faction represented by my father Feng Yuanjun."
"Totalitarian..."
As he murmured these three words, Qingyun suddenly felt that this marriage seemed to be more complicated than imagined.
"My father greatly admires the ideas and models of Yao Shengtian, the leader of the Demon Sheng Sect. He also believes that only by implementing a high degree of centralization can Zhijing Dongtian be completely pulled out of the mire of decay and rejuvenated!"
"So he wants to use your marriage to win over Yan Lao and the others?"
"clever!"
Feng Yuexian raised his thumb at Qingyun in appreciation.
In the following exchanges, he also learned that although Lord Feng Yuan was extremely eager to carry out drastic reforms in Zhijing Dongtian in a centralized manner, doing so would inevitably directly infringe on the interests of the indigenous faction represented by the Ling family.
Therefore, except for those with no identity background, such as Fan Qingzhou, an alchemist from Xingzhi Palace, no one would be willing to help or even agree with his proposal.
Ding Ding~: A white paper fan, Feng Yue Xian didn’t wait. I felt that it would be a bit repetitive if Feng Yue Xian used the same weapon as Jiang Liu’er, so I changed it to an adamantine iron fan, which is more powerful.
