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It was an almost unexpected encounter: with the poisonous snake that Master Xuanqing of Qingliang Temple said to harm the "White Snake Immortal", with the evil heavenly master mentioned by the monk Juexin who broke the precepts, and with Murong Yan who once ran away from home and pretended to be the immortal "Murong". "Yan" the swaggering and deceitful old man I met by chance.
Just now, Bai Feng was forced to unsheath the sword "Long Ming" for everyone's performance. It both freed the boy from trouble and put him in trouble again. When you raise the Sword of Destiny to face the enemy, there will inevitably be a sword edge facing you. If you want to avoid danger, you should not raise the sword from the beginning, otherwise, there is no other way.
God's ingenious and reasonable arrangement really made a fool of this young man. After thinking about this, the young man couldn't help but laugh at himself. Why are words like fate and fate always associated with him?
"Yan'er... I actually put you in danger again..." Bai Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Now it seems that I am really a 'liar'."
"Brother Feng! I don't allow you to say that!" Murong Yan said rather abnormally, raising her long eyes as gentle as a trickle of tears, "Although Sima Tu seems to recognize me But he must not know that Yan'er is the 'witch' he has been searching for for many years! In other words, we should still be safe!"
"Having said that...but Sima Tu has to be on guard!" Bai Feng inadvertently glanced towards the door a few more times, and his fear and caution were clearly visible: "Now he has come to the door. In any case, Don't underestimate carelessness! Yan'er, I know you are doing it for my own good. So, I only ask you one thing, let me stay by your side to take care of you, so as to avoid being plotted by traitors, okay?"
"Besides listening to you, what else can I do?" Murong Yan smiled meaningfully: "If it weren't for Brother Feng, Yan'er would have died long ago."
"Why am I not the same? Yan'er..."
After Shaoqing finished speaking, Murong Yan returned to the bed to rest. The young man immediately put out the light and followed Murong Yan behind the bed tent. If someone dares to invade the plan, they can be caught off guard by killing them. So, Bai Feng sat with the Long Ming Sword in his arms, taking a nap while guarding against the sneak attacks of the bad guys.
Whether it was because Sima Tu was cunning or because he had never doubted Murong Yan's true identity, nothing unusual happened that night until dawn.
The heroic couple, who had already committed their lives to each other, shared the same bed but not the same bed. They abided by each other's moral etiquette, but they were more intimate than ordinary people. They spent a frightening time together. of one night. This sense of panic caused by the dangers lurking on all sides, like a lingering nightmare, has been following them physically and mentally since the day they began to wander.
However, this feeling disappeared in an instant after the girl opened her eyes and saw the boy beside her. Instead, there is a kind of natural happiness.
"This fool has really been waiting next to her all night..." Murong Yan woke up and carefully covered the other person with the quilt. Since she really didn't dare to act rashly, she took out a book she brought from the carriage and read it alone.
Enjoying the not too harsh sunshine in the morning, looking at the lotus pond outside the window, and then at the sleeping swordsman in the room, "How much do I wish time could stop here?" Such thoughts echoed in Murong Yan's heart.
I don't know how long it took, but the boy seemed to be possessed by an "evil". I had never seen him sleep so deeply. Even if someone knocked on the door curtain many times, there was no response.
"This guy said he wanted to protect me. But he slept like a little pig. He just didn't doze off..." After Murong Yan mocked with good intentions, she opened the door on her own and showed the seemingly unfamiliar person outside the door. The girl came in.
"Girl, who are you?" Murong Yan asked suspiciously.
"I...I want to ask you!" The girl walked into the room and looked around, shaking her beautiful white silk shirt from time to time. She felt quite uncomfortable, as if the clothes on her body didn't fit her. He tightened his chest and replied: "Where is the young hero Bai who was wearing his helmet in front of the hall yesterday? I heard from the boy that he entered this room last night and never came out."
"He's... on the bed." Murong Yan pointed in the direction of the red silk curtain.
"What!" The girl said in shock: "You... are husband and wife?"
"No! It's not..." Murong Yan blushed in embarrassment. She really didn't know how to argue, so she could only reply intermittently: "There is... a special reason for this... Anyway, we are not husband and wife..."
"Looking at your appearance, is it possible that you haven't recognized me yet?"
Murong Yan took another look at the other person's appearance, shook her head, and replied: "I have never seen such a cute girl..."
"You actually call me cute! Is Miss Fifth, who is feared by everyone, so cute in your eyes? Hahaha... You are so interesting!" E Feiying burst into laughter without any restraint on etiquette.
In fact, seeing how masculine her body is, it is not difficult to determine her true identity. Perhaps Murong Yan was stunned by the sudden questions and did not recognize this domineering fifth lady, "Fifth lady... why did you come to us?"
"I'm not here to see you, I'm here to see Young Master Bai!" E Feiying took a few steps closer to the bed to confirm that what Murong Yan said was true, and then said, "My father told me that Young Master Bai was just passing by. , he is not here to ask for marriage. Therefore, I am here to apologize to him today."
"Why...people seeking marriage have to be treated like that?" Murong Yan asked.
"It's not my father who forces me to choose a husband all day long!" E Feiying walked to the table and sat down, filled a cup of tea for herself, and continued: "He said that a girl like me would be very good if she grew a few years older. No one wants it! If he can't choose a husband to inherit his wealth and status, he will give it to his relatives... My four sisters are all married. Now, only I, the 'fifth young lady', can recruit talents. At first, I opened this 'Feng Lai House', firstly for my father's business, and secondly, to find a suitable lover for me. Therefore, I have to deal with those stinky men who come to propose marriage almost every few days. !”
When Murong Yan learned the reason, she couldn't help but laugh: "So the fifth lady wears men's clothes and practices martial arts all day long, isn't it just to scare away those people?"
"The more I see, the less good people there are in this world! Every one of them either covets my family's property and status, or they want to subdue me and make him famous in the world. Anyway, I beat them all away!" E Fei! After Ying finished speaking, he approached Murong Yan and whispered: "I think that Bai Shaoxia is quite a good person. Can you recommend him to me?"
"This..." Murong Yan frowned, not knowing how to answer: "I... I don't know."
"Oh! Why are you nervous? I'm just saying it casually. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the relationship between the two of you is extraordinary. How could I do something like that?" E Fei started to speak English when something came from the bed behind her. The voice of a young hero.
"Fifth Miss? Why are you here?" Bai Feng held the Dragon Sword in his hand, the tired look on his face not fading. He walked from the bedside to the fifth lady and bowed with his hands in hand.
E Feiying also stood up and returned a decent Wanfu gift, and sighed: "I'm afraid I haven't worn women's clothes and performed Wanfu for two or three years! I almost forgot that I am a woman!"
After Murong Yan heard this, she covered her mouth and sneered: "Fifth Miss, you are really speaking out."
"Okay! Let's get back to the business." Feiying said to Bai Feng: "Young Master Bai, what happened yesterday was Feiying's fault. I hope you don't keep it in your mind..."
"The details were heard below..." Bai Feng replied.
"Then I'll go straight in?" E Feiying then took out an invitation from her sleeve, "Our E family is having a banquet tonight, and it's all full of big shots. My father, in order to apologize, specially left one for you, Young Master Bai. Location. Of course, you can bring someone with you, for example, this... girl."
"My name is Murong Yan."
"Oh! Sister Murong, I remember you!" After E Feiying said this, she was just about to say goodbye like a man, but because she was wearing women's clothing, she immediately changed her actions and deliberately changed her voice to a soft one. Line, said: "Bai Shaoxia, the slave family will go back to prepare a banquet and await your arrival."
After finishing speaking, E Feiying turned and left. Bai Feng opened the invitation and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh that he had met a strange person again.
