Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

But she didn't dare to speak, and after glancing at Nie Feng, she lowered her head, and a tear fell to the ground.

Lin Beiwang backed away slowly, giving up the venue to the mother and son.

The second dream is a little confused, who is this stunning woman in front of her, her appearance is not inferior to her, what is the relationship with Feng?

Seeing that the second dream had doubts, Lin Bei said via voice transmission: "Miss Meng, that's Nie Feng's mother, don't get me wrong."

The second dream was surprised when he heard this, and looked at Yan Ying again, and indeed found that she and Nie Feng had similar appearances.

So, the unborn jealousy dissipated, but what happened to Feng and his mother?

Nie Feng never told Ermeng about his childhood.

Second Meng walked up to Nie Feng and tugged on his sleeve.

At this moment, Nie Feng came back to his senses, stared at Yan Ying who was crying with her head bowed, and after pondering for a long time, said: "Mother, how have you been doing these years?"

Yan Ying never thought that Nie Feng would call her mother after seeing her, and the concern in his tone could not be faked.

As a result, she felt even more guilty, and the tears fell faster.

"Wind!"

Yan Ying raised her head, tears traced clearly on her face, and she yelled "Feng'er" full of complicated emotions.

Nie Feng walked up to Yan Ying.

Yan Ying couldn't control herself anymore, she hugged Nie Feng, and broke down, "Feng'er, I'm sorry for you."

Nie Feng froze for a moment, this kind of intimacy from his mother made him a little uncomfortable.

After pausing for a while, he also hugged Yan Ying and said, "Mother, let him get over the past, and let's live a good life from now on."

"Ok!"

Yan Ying leaned on Nie Feng's shoulder and nodded slightly.

Nie Feng gently pushed Yan Ying's body away, turned to look at Lin Beiwang, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Lin for sending my mother back!"

His tone was full of gratitude.

Lin Bei looked at Nie Feng, he could forgive Yan Ying for not doing what he expected.

"You're welcome, I can't just turn a blind eye."

Nie Feng smiled and nodded to Lin Beiwang.

Second Meng came over, tugged Nie Feng's sleeve, and then looked at Yan Ying.

Yan Ying saw Second Meng's gaze, knew that she was her son's confidante, and nodded and smiled at her.

Nie Feng hurriedly introduced: "Mother, this is a dream, the sweetheart of the child."

The second dream greeted Yan Ying generously and said, "I dreamed about my aunt."

Yan Ying lost a support and a flesh and blood yesterday, but today she got the forgiveness of her other son and the approval of her future daughter-in-law.

He kept nodding, smiling all over his face, but there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes that no one noticed.

"Feng'er is so lucky!"

The second dream was that she was approved by her future mother-in-law, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Lin Bei and said, "Brother Lin, it's noon, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Nie Feng also looked at Lin Bei, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes! Yes! Brother Lin stayed for dinner, Meng's craftsmanship is very good."

Second Meng said modestly: "My craftsmanship can't be compared with Brother Lin's. I ask Brother Lin not to be disgusted with some simple food."

Lin Beiwang said politely: "Ms. Meng is modest, so I will be disrespectful."

When Yan Ying heard that Lin Beiwang wanted to stay, she felt uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she forced a smile on her face.

Although Lin Beiwang had a good relationship with Nie Feng, the psychological shadow he left on him was still too great.

Lin Beiwang ignored Yan Ying's thoughts, and entered the Duanqing Center to talk with Nie Feng.

Yan Ying wanted to go to the kitchen to help Ermeng, but was invited back.I had no choice but to sit on the side, just watching Nie Feng quietly, and gradually let go of my mind.

After a while, six dishes and one soup were served, all of which were special products of the bamboo forest.

There was also a bear's paw. Lin Beiwang seemed to recognize what it was, but could it be eaten?

When the four of them ate, he tried the first chopsticks, and then he stretched out his chopsticks frequently with a strong sense of guilt.

Everyone was eating and chatting.

While chatting happily, a voice came from outside the bamboo forest: "Meng'er, dad is back. Dad finally found a knife that is worthy of dad's brave sword skills."

The second dream heard the voice, her body froze, she left her seat and grabbed Nie Feng's arm and said anxiously: "My father is back, Feng, hurry up, you go!"

By the way, he also pulled Yan Ying up, and looked anxiously at Lin Beiwang.

Nie Feng was amazed by the frightened appearance of the second dream, isn't it her father who came back?

Nie Feng asked, "Why are you leaving?"

The second dream didn't have time to explain, so he could only anxiously say: "Hurry up!"

But it was too late to leave at this time, the somewhat stocky figure of the Second Sword Emperor had already appeared at the door of Duanqingju.

The second dream looked at the second sword emperor, and shouted guiltyly: "Father!"

Nie Feng looked at the Second Sword Emperor, and greeted with a smile, "Uncle!"

The Second Knife Emperor held a golden sword, and watched Second Meng grab Nie Feng's arm, he was furious, his eyes widened, without saying a word, he yelled, and slashed at Nie Feng with his knife.

The golden sword slashed down, directly cutting Duanqing into two sections.

"Damn it!" Lin Beiwang yelled out the eagerness to strike without saying a word. Why does this approach feel so familiar?

Grabbing Yan Ying, he turned sideways to avoid the hasty knife.

Lin Beiwang would not let the second sword king almost hurt himself.

Before he could make another move, Lin Beiwang came to him and pointed out.

The second sword king originally wanted to attack Nie Feng, but he didn't expect Lin Beiwang to thrust a bar horizontally. The finger came very fast. The sword king didn't dare to be careless. .

Although it was blocked, the force within it still knocked him out of the way.

Lin Beiwang flew out, kicking his legs fiercely in the air, and countless shadows of his legs attacked the sword emperor.

Second Meng anxiously said: "Brother Lin, please don't hurt my father!"

Lin Bei watched and kicked and said, "I see."

Seeing his daughter pleading for him, the Second Sword Emperor was furious for a while.

But the shadows of legs all over the sky came to him, and he had to resist with a knife.

Bian Bian then asked: "Who is your Excellency, why do you care about my family affairs?"

Lin Beiwang choked him for a moment, "You are so unreasonable. I was eating well at the table, and you almost hurt me, and you said it was your family business. Who am I?"

While speaking, his legs rotated in the air, like an electric drill, and attacked towards the Emperor of Swords.

The sword emperor held the sword in front of him, holding the sword in his right hand, and resting his left hand on the blade. The gang qi circulated, blocking Lin Beiwang's move.

Lin Beiwang's legs tapped on the blade at an extremely fast frequency, and the second sword king was kicked and flew back continuously.

Chapter 322 Can't think of it

The precious knife in his hand whined, and as Lin Beiwang kicked his legs faster and faster, the blade finally stopped, and with a clang, the precious knife broke in the middle.

The second sword king couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked by Lin Beiwang's heart-piercing leg on the chest, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

"Father!" The second dreamed that his father was kicked away by Lin Beiwang, and yelled in worry.

After the second sword emperor flew out, his body was still able to maintain his balance in the air. When he landed, his feet lightly stepped on the ground, leaving a string of footprints on the not-so-hard ground.

He reached out to stop him and said, "Don't come over, I'm fine."

Holding the broken handle of the knife in his right hand, and looking at the blade falling aside, the Second Knife Emperor looked a little dull.

I thought to myself, I am the second sword king, but I didn't expect to be defeated by a child with a yellow mouth. Did I go wrong?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, he couldn't think about it for a while, and grabbed the broken blade to wipe it off his neck.

This move stunned Second Meng, and Nie Feng was also stunned.

Lin Beiwang's eyes widened even more. What kind of operation was this?

Although he was a little surprised, Lin Beiwang did not turn his back on him. He appeared in front of the Second Sword Emperor in an instant, pointing at his right hand.

The second sword emperor's right hand suddenly felt weak, he couldn't hold the handle of the knife, and the broken knife fell down.

The second dream flew over in a hurry, supported the second knife emperor, and said with tears in his eyes: "Father, what are you doing?"

The second sword king looked at the falling handle, his eyes were a little empty, then looked at the second dream, sighed and said: "Oh! I think I was happy before, thinking that I found a precious sword that can match my sword skills .”

"That's right, my saber technique is just like this one, and it's so vulnerable in the eyes of this young hero."

Second Meng knew that his father was a martial idiot, a sword idiot.

In these years, apart from being defeated by the First Evil Emperor, he has not met other decent opponents, and it is also because he only practiced swords.

Ermeng didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only turn her head to look at Lin Beiwang for help.

Lin Beiwang received the second dream's eyes, looked at the second knife emperor, curled his lips and said: "You are still a big man, and you can't bear a little failure. If you want to die and go far away, it's really an eyesore."

"In today's world, there are many people who are more skilled than me. I can't bear this setback. Then why do you practice swords and fight for the first place?"

For a paranoid like the Second Sword Emperor, serious reassurance is useless at all, you can only slap him.

The second sword emperor has a violent temper, and Lin Beiwang really exploded when he was so angry.

Throwing away the second dream, he said loudly: "Boy, you just took advantage of my unpreparedness and broke my knife. If you really fight seriously, I won't lose you."

The second dream was staggered by the second sword emperor, but seeing his father rekindled his fighting spirit, he felt relieved a lot.

Then he looked at Lin Beiwang with an apologetic face.

Lin Beiwang gestured to her indifferently, telling her to return to Nie Feng's side, and then said to the Second Sword Emperor: "Okay, let's fight again this time."

The second sword king was empty-handed, looked at the broken knife on the ground, did not come up in one breath, stared at Lin Bei and said: "I have all my kung fu on the knife, without a knife, I can't beat it."

As soon as the words fell, a knife was stuck in front of him.

On the other side, Nie Feng just wanted to lend the Xueyin Knife to the Second Knife Emperor, but Lin Beiwang beat him one step ahead.

The second sword king looked at the Jingji knife in front of him. From his eyes, he naturally knew that this was a peerless weapon. Compared with the knife he had before, it was a sky and a ground.

Looking up at Lin Beiwang, his eyes widened and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Lin Beiwang said: "This is the Jingji knife. The owner of the knife has been killed by me. It is considered a good knife. Pick it up and make a move. Let's fight again."

He signaled to the second sword king to do it.

The Second Sword Emperor looked at Lin Beiwang, then at Jing Ji Dao, with a hesitant expression.

He felt that his tough heart had been broken today, and the power of cutting off emotions would definitely drop a lot.

But in the face of a peerless magic weapon like Jingji Dao, he couldn't stand the temptation.

Lin Bei saw his hesitant look, and shouted loudly: "You say you, a big man, mother-in-law."

The Second Swordsman was stunned, "My mother-in-law?"

Lin Beiwang nodded, "Yes!"

The second knife emperor emphasized again: "You mean my mother-in-law?"

Lin Beiwang nodded again: "Yes!"

The second knife was so angry that he didn't care about anything, grabbed the Jingji knife, and shouted: "Eat me!"

Jing Ji Dao is not particularly easy to control, but for some reason, the Second Sword Emperor's Cutting Emotions Qijue matches the spirit in the sword of Jing Ji Dao very well.

As soon as he got it in his hand, the second sword emperor felt that this Jingji knife was completely made for himself.

This knife cuts heartily.

A golden sword more than ten feet long struck Lin Beiwang head-on.

Lin Beiwang couldn't avoid it, he punched out with his right fist, and collided with the golden knife gang with the momentum of overturning mountains and rivers.

The second sword emperor held the handle of the knife and pressed down hard.