Ling Xiaoyun pointed at Feng Yi and said, "This happened a few years ago. At that time, our stinky neighbor had just moved to Moyun Mountain Duyi Valley."
Hearing this, Feng Yi raised his sleeves towards Ling Xiaoyun, shook them vigorously, and cursed: "Who stinks! Who stinks? Smell carefully, do I stink?!"
Ling Xiaoyun hurriedly turned sideways and cursed: "You haven't taken a shower in the past few years, and you still don't stink! Keep your sleeves farther away, I'm going to vomit from the smell!"
Hearing this, Feng Yi brought the cuff to his nose again, sniffed it, frowned and said, "It's just a little smelly..." After he finished, he raised his hand to get it from Qin Shuang.
When Qin Shuang saw this, she hurriedly pinched her nose to avoid it, and Li Luo did the same and took a few steps back.
When Feng Yi saw this, he curled up his lips and muttered: "It stinks so bad!"
"have!"
"welcome"
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The three people replied in unison.
"Yes! I don't wash it either! The smell on my body is what I have cultivated for several years. If I wash it, I won't be able to sleep well!" Feng Yi straightened his chest and said righteously.
Qin Shuang ignored Feng Yi, avoided the smell, moved closer to Ling Xiaoyun, and continued to ask: "Senior Ling, please continue."
Ling Xiaoyun nodded, "After he moved to Duiyi Valley, he became an old neighbor with us. I like to play chess, and the two old monks Jingsheng and Jingning of Daguan Temple at the foot of Mount Lu also like it. In terms of friendship, they are the two of them. The old monk and this smelly old man have a deeper relationship. After all, they are old friends with him, and they don't dislike him for being smelly. What monks are just foreigners and don't care about these skinny things.
But in my opinion, these two old monks are just, after all, they are not willing to eat the food made by the smelly old man, and they still despise him for being smelly from the bottom of their hearts... The master is smelly, and he accepted a disciple and followed suit, like a fool I have developed such a stinking disease...sigh..."
Feng Yi frowned on one side and cursed: "I, Ling Xiaoyun, you have your own business, why did you bury me and Liu Fei again!!"
Ling Xiaoyun waved her hands apologetically: "I can't hold it back, I can't hold it back! I'll continue...
After Zhou Fan escaped, he returned to the Western Regions, and our Moyun Mountain was relatively peaceful for a while.
Just when I got to know this old guy and the two old monks Jingsheng and Jingning, they often competed in chess skills in the Chess Valley!
Zhou Fan came to the door and learned Lu Jiao's black blood technique!
The Black Blood Technique of the Lu Sect was created by Du Zhenren, the younger brother of the previous leader of the Lu Sect. Zhenren Du is the current master of the Lu Sect, Qiu Linpu and Zhou Fan’s uncle. The Black Blood Technique is an out-and-out poisonous skill. Kung Fu, Du Zhenrao also had a quarrel with Lu Jiao because of his creation of the Black Blood Kung Fu. Zhou Fan was good at medicine and naturally had a deep understanding of pharmacology and toxicology, which fit the Du Zhenrao's sect.
Zhou Fan lost his mind because Zi'er was forced to jump off a cliff, and he only wanted to seek revenge on us as soon as possible. He knew the principles of poison well, and learning the Poison Kung Fu would naturally get twice the result with half the effort, so he learned the Black Blood Poison Kung Fu from Master Du and inherited the Poison Master. Spare the mantle.
Within a few years, he had achieved success in his studies, but his handsome cheeks had become frighteningly skinny and dark... It was a pity.
When I first found out that he was a member of a cult, I thought that he just fell in love with Zi'er's beauty. The young man's joy is unpredictable, and he was handsome. He was just like the other disciples there. He was a playboy and would inevitably abandon Zi'er. Son's. …
But in the end, I was wrong. I never expected that he would be so affectionate towards Zi'er.
There is a saying called makeup for you. If you are no longer here, why should I dress up? It's a saying that a woman wants to please her own appearance.
In fact, how many people nowadays, whether men or women, can keep their true heart and love only one person in their life, and how many can not care about their appearance after their lover leaves.
Pian Zhoufan is one of them. In order to avenge Zi'er, he doesn't care about his own disfigurement and practices poisonous skills..."
Hearing this, Feng Yi pretended to cough a few times on one side and muttered: "Ahem...Old guy, I know you are a young and romantic young man and you are jealous of his single-mindedness..."
Ling Xiaoyun was ridiculed by Zhou Fanyi, glared at Zhou Fan, and then continued to preach:
"A few years ago, Zhou Fan learned that several of my other disciples were in seclusion, and it was unwise to break into the Yuling Sect. It happened that I was lazy and left the seclusion early, so I played chess with a few of them in the Yi Valley for fun. After Zhou Fan found out about the mood in the chess field, he decided to attack me first.
He didn't know that this old guy was a chess fanatic who had promoted good and punished evil many years ago and had returned to seclusion, and suffered losses at the hands of a few of us.
When Zhou Fan's life was hanging by a thread, Du Zhenren arrived in time to save him, and even scolded him for seeking revenge before his martial arts was accomplished.
Du Zhenren rescued him, and it was several years since they were separated.
When he reappeared in the world, it was the day when Yiqu Changping of the Lu Sect came to cause trouble.
The news you sent to Mo Yunshan is already bad news for two old monk friends. You will all know what happened next.
When we defeated Zhou Fan for the second time, we used the black chess piece damaged by Old Man Feng against his enemy Zhou Fan as a token. When we saw this chess piece, we knew that Zhou Fan was coming for revenge. "
After Ling Xiaoyun finished, he slowly took out a damaged black chess piece from his arms, thoughtfully.
Feng Yi also took out two coins from his arms, one was his own and the other was given to him by Li Luo at that time.
Feng Yi sighed: "This chess piece was originally meant to send our disciples to Daguan Temple to see off Jingsheng and Jingning when we encountered Zhou Fan's attack again. Two old friends, Jingning, came to help us in times of crisis. But, Now... oh... I didn't expect that Zhou Fan was so ruthless that he actually attacked them first!"
After finishing the game, he looked at Li Luo and asked, "Girl, is the old monk who gave you the chess pieces really dead?"
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Dear, this chapter is not finished yet, there is still another page^0^ Luo nodded and replied apologetically: "He is dead. Yu and I watched him die..."
Feng Yi asked again: "Then do you know whether he is Jingsheng? Or Jingning? Have you been to Daguan Temple?..."
Li Luo replied: "The old monk is skinny and thin, and there is a mole on his nose. As for who of you he is? I don't know... I didn't go to Daguan Temple. When Yu and I met him, we were in Daguan Temple. The mountain behind the temple... At that time, he had been poisoned and was about to die."
Hearing this, Feng Yi nodded, "It seems that you met my old friend Jingsheng, the monk. Do you have any news from the temple?"
Li Luo shook his head violently, "I don't know."
Hearing this, Feng Yi sighed: "I'm afraid it's too bad, otherwise we wouldn't let outsiders send chess pieces... That's all...
This year, I heard that the demon Ji Ruge has reappeared in the world. The mysterious killer organization on the seventh floor of Muyun Mountain has already disappeared. The Xiongnu Lu Sect has also repeatedly entered the Central Plains and made strange moves. The Southwest Demon Sect is also ready to make a move. ...I'm afraid that this world has been peaceful for a long time and will start to surge again! "
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyun said melancholy: "Smelly old man, no matter how much you rag, it's not our turn to worry!"
Hearing this, Feng Yi wondered: "Old guy, why did you say this?"
Ling Xiaoyun reminded and replied: "Because we fell under Gusong Cliff! Gusong Cliff is also called Wuhui Cliff. There is no return, and you can't get out! What's the point of talking about rivers and lakes!"
Hearing this, Feng Yi fell silent for a moment...
Qin Shuang and Li Luo looked at Feng Yi's downcast expression and did not dare to ask any more questions.
After all, it was useless to ask. It was already a fact that they were trapped in this swamp, under the ancient pine cliff. ~
Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
