farce a ups and downs

At this time, everyone in the Fang residence was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Hearing that Miss was missing, Master Fang was frightened and sent all his servants to search for her, and severely punished Cui Liu.

Two hours had passed since Fang Yingruo was lost, and Cui Liu had to go out to look for someone with a back injury. Unexpectedly, she met Fang Yingruo as soon as she left the house. Cui Liu cried with joy: "Miss!"

Fang Yingruo went up quickly and hugged her.During the period, Cui Liu accidentally brushed against Cui Liu's back, and Cui Liu let out an exclamation. Fang Yingruo took her hand and asked eagerly, "But daddy punished you? It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me..."

"Miss, don't get in the way," Cui Liu served Fang Yingruo since she was a child, and Fang Yingruo treated her like a sister. It was because she didn't like Miss and caused Miss to suffer a lot, and her eyes suddenly became redder, "Miss, why are you dressed like this? What happened?"

The two chatted hand in hand for a while, and then Fang Yingruo remembered Shen Feiyu, "It was Mr. Shen who brought me back, Cui Liu, welcome Mr. Shen into the mansion, and wait for me to change my clothes before entertaining me personally."

"Okay."

Shen Feiyu wanted to decline, but when she looked up and saw the strong word "Fangfu" on the door plaque, she changed her mind and decided to follow Fang Yingruo's wishes.

I was still worrying about what to do before, but now the opportunity is in front of me, how can I let it slip away?

Cui Liu brought Shen Feiyu into the living room, and when she turned to go out, Shen Feiyu called her: "Girl, this is medicine for wounds, and its effect is better than ordinary sore medicine." He said, "It won't leave scars after using it."

Cui Liu squeezed her fingers, took the medicine, said thank you carefully, and then quickly left the living room.

Shen Feiyu looked at her back and frowned slightly.

That running speed didn't look like he was injured no matter what.

While waiting for someone, the servants of the Fang family brought a cup of tea. The clear blue tea was served in a delicate porcelain cup. Shen Feiyu saw at a glance that this tea set was worth a lot of money. After taking a sip, she felt the fragrance of her mouth lingering. He was not a tea lover, so he only took a sip before putting down the teacup, and Fang Yingruo had already arrived outside the reception room.

In a short period of time, Fang Yingruo changed into a water-blue long gown. Not only that, but also delicately dressed up, with painted lips and eyebrows, stickers on her forehead, and jade hairpins inserted obliquely on her temples.

Fang Yingruo walked slowly with a smile on her lips, "Mr. Shen has been waiting for a long time."

"Not long." It was true.

Fang Yingruo's smile deepened: "Thank you for saving me today, Young Master."

The two of them were courteous, Fang Yingruo was well versed in the way of hospitality, every word and deed had the demeanor of a lady, her conversation was good, her manners were elegant, which made people feel very comfortable.

"I heard from the butler that my father welcomed a guest half an hour ago, and he is entertaining at the moment, so he has no time to be distracted, so he asked the little girl to receive Mr. Shen on his behalf. It's getting late, Mr. Shen, why don't you stay and have a meal before leaving."

It seems that he won't be able to see Master Fang anymore, and Shen Feiyu has no plans to stay for dinner, "Thank you, miss, for your kindness, but there are still people waiting to go back."

Fang Yingruo's brows moved slightly: "Mr. Shen has already married?"

"The married family dare not say."

"That's the person you like? I wonder who is the woman Mr. Shen likes?"

Shen Feiyu: "..." How should I respond?The person he likes is not a woman.

Fang Yingruo's suddenly brightening eyes made Shen Feiyu a little at a loss. One second she was quite serious, but the next second she started gossiping. Are women so fickle?

"he……"

While thinking about whether saying "he's not a woman" would cause any cognitive harm to Ms. Fang, there was a burst of conversation from far to near.

"Master Shen, excuse me."

Shen Feiyu looked up, and saw Fang Yingruo running out of the hall with her skirts up. There were two people standing outside the hall, one with a round figure and kind eyes. Fang Yingruo ran to him and called "Father" sweetly.

Standing beside Master Fang was a tall and straight swordsman, whose figure was inexplicably familiar.

The other party seemed to notice something, turned his head, and accurately caught Shen Feiyu's sight.

The eyes of the two met, and they were both stunned.

The other party reacted faster, almost at the next moment, the swordsman strode into the hall, Master Fang shouted several times behind him, but he ignored it until he came to Shen Feiyu, stretched out his long arms, and slapped Shen Feiyu hard into my arms.

Shen Feiyu's body was stiff, and she was about to draw her sword. Lu Jiming whispered quickly: "If you don't want the Fang family's blood to flow into rivers, then take your hand away from the soft sword."

Hearing this, Shen Feiyu tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword.

In the end, he let go slowly.

"Junior brother, I didn't expect to see you here." Lu Jiming let go of Shen Feiyu and raised a bright smile, making Shen Feiyu's brows twitch.

Master Fang, who followed in, rubbed his hands, and said cheerfully, "So it's Daxia Lu's junior, so this one is also a disciple of Ling Jue Sect?"

Lu Jiming nodded: "Junior brother took on a dangerous mission earlier, and he couldn't be contacted for several months. At first, we all thought that something happened to him. Now that he is fine, I am relieved."

Master Fang stroked Fang Yingruo's shoulder, feeling lingering fear in his heart: "As long as people are fine, as long as they are fine."

"By the way," Fang Yingruo smiled, "Father, he is still my daughter's lifesaver."

Master Fang's expression immediately became more sincere: "You really are a young talent, a heroic young man."

Master Fang took Shen Feiyu to thank him, and offered him a hundred taels of silver on the spot.

"Master Fang, you don't have to do this. These are what I am a decent person should do." Lu Jiming's smile deepened, and he asked word by word, "Do you think so, Junior Brother?"

A sharp object quietly touched the back of Shen Feiyu's heart, and he lowered his head with a calm expression: "Yes."

The more submissive and docile he was, the more mocking Lu Jiming felt.

Having been a junior for two years, Lu Jiming naturally knows the strength of this junior. He is at the end of the crane and has no talent for martial arts.

It was widely rumored in the family that Shen Feiyu was not a jade, but Lu Jiming didn't think so. In his eyes, the other party was at best an inconspicuous stone. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be compared with jade.

It was a little surprising that this little stone did not die on the outskirts of Yancheng, but at least it played a certain role, diverting Luo Wenchu's attention and allowing him to leave the Lingjue faction smoothly.

Lu Jiming narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his wrist hidden in his wide sleeves, caught Shen Feiyu's lifeline, and involuntarily injected an internal force, seeing that his face was as golden as paper in an instant, he stopped.

The ferocious inner strength will run amok in Shen Feiyu's physical strength. Besides making him unable to escape, it will also bruise the meridians. If you are lucky, it's just that the meridians are all broken and you will not be able to lift the sword for life. If you are unlucky, you will bleed from the seven orifices when you leave the gate of Fangfu Exploded and died.After doing all this, it was rare for Lu Jiming to feel a bit of pity for the death of a rabbit.

However, in his opinion, Shen Feiyu's life has been counted down since the moment he received the "secret letter" from him, and he has earned a lot by living for such a long time.

So this false pity quickly dissipated.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the other party say: "Master Fang, Miss Fang."

Lu Jiming raised his eyebrows, and the sharp knife on Shen Feiyu's back pushed forward, with a clear sense of threat - if he said any more nonsense, the sharp knife would mercilessly pierce through the heart, causing him to die on the spot!

Shen Feiyu didn't realize it, her handsome face lost all color due to the disordered vigor in her body, and she was as pale as paper, but her expression didn't show panic at all, instead she raised a smile: "... I haven't seen you for a long time, so I won't bother you .”

"That's right, then there will be no two left, I will send the two out."

"Master Fang stay for a while, I will visit you another day."

After finishing speaking, Shen Feiyu stepped forward, and the steady pace made it impossible for anyone to notice the pain the young man was suffering.Lu Jiming was stunned for a second, quickly retracted the sharp knife, smiled at Master Fang, and chased after him.

In Fangfu, Lu Jiming did not dare to use light work to chase after him, fearing that the lie would be exposed, but Shen Feiyu walked like a wind and disappeared at the gate. He was startled, and after chasing outside the door, he saw the disappeared Shen Feiyu leaning on the door Wait for him outside.

It can't be said to wait, but if Shen Feiyu still has a little strength, he has already run away.

Lu Jiming sighed with a bit of sincerity: "Junior Brother Shen, after three days' farewell, I really admire you."

Shen Feiyu didn't answer, and Fang Fu's forced calm collapsed in an instant, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, his teeth were clenched, his heart and lungs were so painful that his heart and lungs were splitting, his legs trembled, and he threw himself straight to the ground.

"What's the matter with you, Junior Brother?" Lu Jiming pretended to be concerned, stepped forward and hooked his waist, but in fact snatched the soft sword from his waist, then put one hand under his armpit, and half dragged and half hugged him away from the gate of Fangfu.The surrounding streets and alleys were originally full of family members of the Fang family, but they went out to search for people two hours ago, and not all of them have come back now, so Lu Jiming can safely and boldly start in the alleys.

"Just now, you could have just left, but you didn't, because you were afraid that you would run away and attack my opponent's family?"

Shen Feiyu was in so much pain that she couldn't help herself, she grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly, scratched out the folds, and didn't hear what Lu Jiming was asking at all.

Lu Jiming's eyes darkened.In fact, he wouldn't tell him that today he came to Master Fang to discuss a business deal, and if the business was concluded, how could he kill his partner?

"Junior brother always has some untimely kindness, but you don't know that this little kindness will eventually harm you."

At the entrance of the second alley, Shen Feiyu finally couldn't bear the severe pain and fainted.

Lian came from the dark, half of her face embroidered like a flower of darkness, he took Shen Feiyu from Lu Jiming's hand, and hugged her directly.

Lu Jiming glanced at his movements and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"Search again."

Lian nodded in response, and when his hand touched Shen Feiyu's waist, she paused.The waist of the young man in his arms is narrow, very flexible, without any fat. If there is something in the waist, it is actually easy to feel it.

After a breath, Lian raised her head with a normal expression: "No other hidden weapons were found."

Lu Jiming nodded, he was always at ease when Lian was doing things.

"How are you doing over there?"

"The Qingguang Sect and the Zhengyi Sect have discovered that the disciples in the sect were killed by each other."

"Where's Wu Ming?"

"He's done with the follow-up, and he'll be here tomorrow at the latest."

With his hands behind him, Lu Jiming was in a surprisingly good mood: "The plan went well, and a sparrow that threw itself into the trap was caught. The big thing will come true, and it will only wait for two months—"

Hearing the words, the tall man behind him looked down at the person in his arms. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, with a little innocence, like a child, but his frowning betrayed him.

Lian gently wiped the sweat from the forehead of the person in her arms, and followed Lu Jiming through several turns until it disappeared completely.

Cui Liu, who was hiding behind a wall, glanced tremblingly.The medicine given by Mr. Shen is really miraculous. Not long after she applied it, the pain in her back disappeared. She wanted to thank her face to face, but she learned that Mr. Shen and his senior brother had left the mansion not long ago, and chased after him happily, only to witness Mr. Shen fainting .

He was fine when he came here, why did he faint when he was with his senior brother?Even Cui Liu knew that that scene was abnormal.She didn't dare to expose herself, and after confirming that the two had gone far away, she hurried back and told the matter to the master and miss.

The Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city was dilapidated and out of the way. Almost no one would come here, but it gave Lu Jiming and his wife a perfect place to stay.

Lian settled Shen Feiyu, turned her head to face Lu Jiming, and rarely hesitated.

As it was getting late, Lu Jiming went out to gather firewood and built a fire, and the Temple of the City God quickly warmed up. The orange flames reflected half of the flower embroidery on the lotus face, and the halo was stained and swaying.

Realizing that his subordinates were distracted, Lu Jiming tapped his knees and asked, "Lian, what's wrong?"

Lian: "Nothing."

"You don't look like you're okay."

Lian was silent.

Lu Jiming's deep eyes swept across his face: "I rescued you five years ago, with this embroidered body, can you blame me?"

"Don't dare." At that time, he experienced a burning fire, his clothes were covered with flesh and blood and became scorched black and horrible, his life was dying, in order not to hurt his partner, he left with his last breath, if it wasn't for being rescued by Lu Jiming on the way, and later by him Find an embroiderer, maybe he will show others the mask for the rest of his life.

"Great lord, Lian Cong has no complaints."

Lu Jiming groaned, fiddled with the firewood with a branch, and asked casually: "The people you saved at that time, how are they now?"

"He..." Lian subconsciously looked at Shen Feiyu who was curled up in the corner of the wall, her eyes softened a bit, "He is fine now."

Lu Jiming nodded without asking any further questions.

"I sent a message to Wu Ming, and he will come to meet with us when he receives it."

"Yes."

Nothing to say on the hatchback.

For a while, only the sound of firewood burning could be heard in the Temple of the City God.

Neither of them noticed that Shen Feiyu, who had already fallen into a coma, opened her eyes silently at this moment, silently adjusting her chaotic internal energy.

It was late at night, and Lu Jiming leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to sleep lightly. Lian hesitated for a moment, and walked towards Shen Feiyu.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Shen Feiyu clenched his fingertips and closed his eyes.

In the darkness, all senses were amplified. He heard the sound of clothes falling on him, and felt the touch of cool hands brushing his forehead.

It wasn't until Lian got up and walked to the side to sit cross-legged that Shen Feiyu relaxed slightly.

The firewood was crackling and burning, and after an hour the fire dimmed. Lian got up again and added more firewood to keep the temple warm. Lu Jiming opened his eyes the moment he was walking, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword to see clearly. Who it was, closed his eyes again, but his hand never left the sword hilt.

Shen Feiyu carefully pulled out a bamboo tube and a soybean-sized pill from his belt, swallowed the pill, put the bamboo tube to his lips, and blew lightly, colorless and odorless white smoke escaped.

pat.

The firewood in Lian's hand fell to the ground with a soft sound. Lu Jiming seemed to be awakened by the sound, and raised his head dizzily. In his sight, Lian slowly fell to the ground, and Shen Feiyu, who should not have woken up at this time, crawled from the corner of the wall Get up, walk to Lian's body step by step, take back the soft sword and at the same time take Lian's pocket.

There - a large number of pilizi were installed.

Lu Jiming forcibly expelled the sleepiness, raised his two fingers, and repeatedly tapped several large acupuncture points on his body. Surprisingly, he still couldn't lift any strength.

"You..." Lu Jiming widened his eyes in horror.

One second before he lost consciousness, he saw Shen Feiyu's raised sword.

The snow-white blade reflected the young man's expressionless face and cold eyes.