farce a ups and downs

Let's say that after Luo Wenchu ​​entered the cave, Lian wanted to follow in several times, but in the end, Lian gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards Lu Jiming.

"Come here for what?"

As expected, Lu Jiming's expression was extremely ugly, as if he would draw a sword if he took another step forward, but according to Lu Jiming's current injury, Lian could handle it easily.

But he wasn't too close after all.

"Sorry, son," was the first sentence he said to Lu Jiming, "I can't watch him die."

"reason?"

"The person who rescued me from the fire five years ago was Shen Feiyu."

Even though there was speculation, Lu Jiming was speechless when he heard such a candid answer from the other party. After a long while, he asked, "So you followed me just to have a chance to repay him? That time he escaped so easily, Did you do it on purpose?"

Lian was silent.

Silence is the default.

Lu Jiming took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails almost sank into his flesh. Just when he couldn't help but yell, Lian quickly said: "I went out to check before, and found people from the Devil's Cult searching the streets , I’m afraid it won’t be long before we find this place.”

The implication is to run first.

Wu Ming, who was still silent on the side, suddenly said: "Several actions have failed, I think our cooperation should be voided here." He alone can dig out little-known dirty things in decency. It's just slow.

Lu Jiming: "..."

Now, he has no leverage to keep his allies.

And in the final analysis, Wu Ming's thinking still differs from his. His purpose is to disturb the Central Plains, return to the Demon Cult with a high-profile attitude, and sit on the position of leader, but Wu Ming just wants to change the status quo of the various sects.Different ways do not conspire with each other, not to mention, his people in the Devil's Cult were all eliminated by Ye Han calmly, and there was no one who responded to him and embraced him as the leader of the sect.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Ming thought about it, guessed a little bit of his thoughts, sighed silently, and then left the place.

Lu Jiming and Lian were left staring wide-eyed.

Lian tentatively said, "My lord, let's go?"

Lu Jiming: "From today onwards, you don't have to follow me, I don't need a betrayer."

"Son..."

"I don't kill you today because you have followed me for five years. When we meet again in the future, I will take your life."

"..." At this point, Lian had nothing to say, and silently chose a path opposite to Lu Jiming's.

Five years ago, he left from Shen Feiyu and his brothers in order not to implicate them. Later, he was rescued by Lu Jiming and replaced the burnt flesh with flowers, and this is how he is today.

It took him five years to repay his favor, and he was used to obeying Lu Jiming's arrangements. Now that he was alone, he didn't know where to go.

At noon, Liuzhou City.

Chu Xijun was invited to an elegantly decorated teahouse.

In a certain room on the third floor, all decent sect leaders gathered together.Seeing Mr. Chu Xi enter the door, everyone first bowed their hands politely and said a few words on the scene, and then someone named the purpose of gathering here today.

"Except for Ling Jue Sect Master Luo, Xie Hua Palace Master Xie, and Master Fang Na of Liangding Temple, all the sect masters participating in the Sword Asking Conference have arrived. I invite you all to come. I have something to discuss." Mr. Chu Xi recognized that the speaker was named Li Cheng, who was the head of the Cheng Gan sect.

"I believe you have all received a letter before..."

"Just received it, what do you do?"

"Master Cui, there is no need to be so close to the enemy." Li Cheng smiled slightly, "I think this is a good time for all of us here."

"The Sword Asking Conference has been held by Shen Zhuang since the first session, and the forged magic weapons were used as rewards for the winners of the conference, attracting many heroes and heroes. There is nothing wrong with this, it is a grand event for people in the martial arts, but From now on, Shen Zhuang will sit on the ground and raise prices, sell tickets, and make a profit. This is one of the wrong things; Rangers and individual visitors, however, the only ones who can get invitations to the conference are the knights who rely on the great sect, this is the second inappropriate;" He paused for a while, "The third is that Shen Minglang, the owner of Shenzhuang, has misbehavior and abandoned his original wife. Married to Shenzhuang, there is a suspicion of fraudulent marriage, which has been criticized by the world. The sword-seeking conference originally upholds the principle of fairness, justice and openness, and provides a place for heroes from all walks of life to make friends and understand the profound meaning of martial arts together. However, these three mistakes are serious. It violated the principles established at the beginning of the conference, and violated the original intention of my generation of Jianghu people. Therefore, I think that the right to hold the Shenzhuang Conference should be deprived, and it should be held by various sects in turn."

When the voice fell, a needle could be heard in the house.

These words obviously reached everyone's heart.

According to incomplete statistics, every time the sword-seeking conference is held, ordinary people can earn thousands of taels of admission tickets, and Shen Zhuang is behind the scenes to promote the reselling behavior of recovering the cost and selling at a high price. There are intelligence spies who see through this without telling the truth, but in fact, everyone is jealous.

May I ask what is the foundation of a sect?

disciple.

If a disciple with a reputation spread far and wide, the reputation of the teacher and his school can also spread far and wide.

But raising disciples costs money.

Building the best sword requires money, daily food and living requires money, school uniform clothing requires money, and repairing the mountain gate requires money... In a word, money is the most important thing.

Now that the entire Jianghu has been peaceful for too long, there are not so many grievances, and the tasks on the top list are even more trivial, and there are lists of asking for help with a lot of money.

Many sects present are superficially beautiful, drinking northwest wind in private.

Not everyone is like Xie Weihe who knows how to manipulate public opinion and grasp the market. I heard that this old guy has more than a dozen mansions behind him. Just thinking about it will cause red eyes.

After a few breaths of silence, someone asked: "I heard that Shen Feiyu from the Lingjue faction is the young master of Shen Zhuang. If we put pressure on Shen Zhuang directly, there is no guarantee that the Lingjue faction will not stand against us."

The Lingjue Sect is a poor little sect, but because of the control of Luo Wenchu ​​and He Zhixiao, it still stands firm.

Almost all the people present have suffered under Luo Wenchu's hands. This person was a powerful figure ten years ago. Being able to sit firmly at the top of the celebrity list for ten years, I think this ability will only advance and never retreat. With him alone, he can stop a hundred.

As soon as he heard the word "we", Li Cheng knew there was something going on. He pretended to be mysterious and said, "Actually, I just got an anecdote about Luo Wenchu."

"What kind of anecdote, don't be secretive, tell me quickly."

"Brother Tan, don't worry," the old god Li Cheng said with a smile, "I ask you, when Luo Wenchu ​​got Luoshui back then, the women who admired him in Liuzhou City could go to Yangzhou City, but he didn't see any of them. In fact, I haven't heard of Luo's head's affair in ten years, so you don't have to guess, he..."

"I understand," Qingshan Pai Tan's head slapped his thigh, "He can't do it!"

Everyone: "..."

Chu Xijun almost covered his mouth in embarrassment, glanced at him, and found that Wu Hanlin beside him was shaking his fan, with a refined and handsome smile, and there was no fault in his smile.He is the youngest in this room, handsome as a scholar, sitting there is a painting, but no one appreciates it.

Everyone was also shocked by Tan's speech.

Li Cheng's expression was a little uneasy, and Wu Hanlin said in a timely manner: "I'm afraid that what the head of Li wants to say must be so."

Seeing someone make a rescue, Li Cheng's face turned better, "What I want to say is that he and his apprentice Shen Feiyu are Qi brothers."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a hissing sound in the room, and Li Cheng said triumphantly: "It's really strange, how can he have so many sons-in-law coming to Shenzhuang? If Lingjue sends someone to stand up tomorrow, let's say they The head of the sect is to protect the face of the father-in-law, it depends on how they end up."

Some people think that his words are aimless, and Chu Xijun is also inclined to this. However, he can't help but recall in his mind the first day he arrived in Liuzhou City. The atmosphere in between is indeed somewhat unusual.

Chu Xijun didn't hear what everyone discussed in the future, so he thought about it for a while?After denying his own thoughts for a while, he went back to the inn in such distress.

The sky was getting dark, and the inn not far away where Ling Jue faction was staying was unusually quiet.

Chu Xijun took a look at Li Changqing and found that Li Changqing was still practicing sword.

Under the care of Dr. Sheng, Li Changqing's body has recovered more than half. Chu Xijun told him not to practice too late. If he wins tomorrow, he will have to fight against another person.

Li Changqing complied obediently.

At the same time, Feiyu Inn.

Luo Wenchu ​​broke into He Zhixiao's house with Shen Feiyu in his arms.He Zhixiao had already pulled out his whip when he smelled the smell of blood, but when the person came in front of him, he was only left in astonishment: "What's going on with him? Didn't you go to save him?"

Luo Wenchu ​​didn't answer: "Go to Doctor Sheng."

A quarter of an hour later, Dr. Sheng was invited over by Ren Sheng Ren Shi. First, he picked up Shen Feiyu's right hand and groped carefully, accidentally brushing the wound, causing the unconscious person to frown.

Luo Wenchu ​​couldn't help but said: "Genius doctor, be gentle, he is afraid of pain."

Afraid of pain and still tossing yourself?The nails were all broken, and the bones of his right hand were unnaturally bent... After reading it, Sheng Huamao said, "The bones are not broken, and the nails will grow back. It's not a big deal. Let him straighten his bones later, and you all go out." Glancing at Luo Wenchu, "What about you, go out."

Luo Wenchu ​​didn't move.

In the end, it was He Zhi and Xiao Sheng who dragged him out.

As the door closed, He Zhixiao immediately asked, "How can you do this with him? If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't listen to you and let you go alone. I'm afraid he won't be able to make it in time for the competition tomorrow. I'll send someone to talk to Shen Zhuang explain."

Luo Wenchu ​​thought for a long time, then nodded.

"Where is the man, did you catch him?"

Luo Wenchu ​​shook his head: "Kill one, Lu Jiming and his accomplices ran away."

He Zhixiao frowned.

Luo Wenchu ​​said, "But they shouldn't be able to run far."

"how do you know?"

When Luo Wenchu ​​came back, he sent Ye Han a message, and he believed that Ye Han had led people to chase him out overnight.

Seeing that he didn't intend to answer, He Zhixiao made fun of himself, curled his lips, folded his arms and said nothing.

After a while, Shen Feiyu's muffled groan came from the room, accompanied by a crisp bone-setting sound. In the end, Shen Feiyu couldn't hold it back, and woke up from the coma screaming in pain.

Looking at the familiar decoration, Shen Feiyu's head hit by the pain came to his senses little by little: "Doctor Sheng?"

"Well," Sheng Huamao said, "it seems that you don't have amnesia, that's good. I'll prescribe some medicine, and you take it for ten and a half months. During this period, don't use force."

Shen Feiyu subconsciously vetoed: "No, in two days..."

"How about two days later?" He Zhixiao and Luo Wenchu ​​pushed the door open, "The competition between you and Li Changqing was over this morning, and you couldn't catch up."

Shen Feiyu: "?"

He opened a pair of empty eyes and looked at Luo Wenchu: "Master, it's been two days? I've been in a coma for so long?"

Luo Wenchu ​​looked at him determinedly, and hummed lightly.

Shen Feiyu turned her head and stared up again: "You lied to me."

Luo Wenchu ​​signaled everyone to go out, while he sat down on the edge of the bed, rubbed Shen Feiyu's cheek with his fingertips, touched the corners of his eyes all the way, then bent down and pressed against his forehead: "You are injured, you should take a good rest, why are you obsessed with What about the competition with him? Appropriate giving up is also advisable."

Maybe... Maybe it's not about giving up or not, Shen Feiyu said: "He challenged me, I accepted, and I will go to the appointment."

This matter is a bit funny to say, the grievance between the two of them was originally due to Miss Fang's family, many of them had misunderstandings and conflicts, Shen Feiyu could feel that Li Changqing seemed to be obsessed with this matter, and since he agreed If you are challenged by the other party, then you can't be a person who breaks the appointment.

"Oh, it turned out to be an agreement," Luo Wenchu's tone could not detect any emotion. Shen Feiyu felt the moisture and temperature on his forehead, but it was Luo Wenchu ​​who started to kiss his delicate eyebrows, long and trembling. Eyelashes, straight eyebrows...

"Master, don't..."

A quick gasp was pressed between the lips and teeth.

There was a sudden pain in the lower lip.Shen Feiyu tilted her head in confusion.

Luo Wenchu ​​raised his head and locked his gaze tightly, as if circling his prey: "What is with him is an agreement, but what is with me doesn't count? Even if Feiyu is 'preferring one to the other', he must be separated." Close or distant, right?"

Shen Feiyu was really dumbfounded this time.

"Move after you make up your mind, and protect yourself." Luo Wenchu ​​gave a reminder, and it was no surprise that he saw the little apprentice's face turn from pale to red a little bit. His heart wavered slightly, and he lowered his head and bit Shen Feiyu's face again, " As I said, there are not many ten years as a teacher..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Feiyu suddenly raised her left hand and pressed down Luo Wenchu's head, her four lips were knocked together heavily, the pain drove away the numbness in her heart.

When their lips parted, Shen Feiyu took a heavy breath, and his gaze intertwined with the person above, both of them could see at a glance that they had the same feeling.There will be a competition tomorrow, and he doesn't want to be absent, but at this moment, the joy of the rest of his life and the admiration for the person in front of him ignite Shen Feiyu, he just wants to indulge himself.

And Luo Wenchu ​​has always been restrained, especially when Shen Feiyu was injured.

But Shen Feiyu obviously knew how to ignite him.

"Master, in the boundless darkness, sinking continuously, I only think of you."

Luo Wenchu's throat choked: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Shen Feiyu smiled, showing a warm, bright and extraordinarily comfortable smile: "Master, Feiyu hurts so much, you hurt me."

The breathing of the two people was mixed again.

"Where does it hurt? It won't hurt if you touch it for the teacher."

"Don't touch, kiss." After a pause, Shen Feiyu blushed and finished the following words, "...my whole body hurts."

The chord of reason was repeatedly teased by the sweetheart, and finally broke. Luo Wenchu's eyes darkened, his prostrate posture and slightly leering eyes, like the most powerful hunter, firmly suppressed the prey under the palm of his hand.

"You said, don't ask me later."

The next day, it was a rare sunny day, the sun hung lazily in the sky, and the sunlight did not make people feel glaring.

The Little Kunlun faction waited in Shenzhuang early, seeing that the time was passing by and no one from the Lingjue faction had come, so they couldn't help being a little anxious for Li Changqing. The disciples in the sect were discussing in a low voice, but was stopped by Mr. Chu Xi.

On the high platform, Shen Yu was still only seen, but Shen Minglang was not seen.

Sensing the turbulent undercurrent on the field, Chu Xijun frowned secretly, and exchanged a look with the person next to him.

Li Cheng, the head of the Cheng Gan faction who led the charge yesterday, is also the one who started the topic today.

"Mrs. Shen, before the Ling Jue faction arrives, we want to discuss a beautiful matter with Shen Zhuang. Where is the owner of Shen Zhuang now?"

Shen Yu leaned on the armchair, with his beautiful eyes half closed, and lazily said: "Master Li probably doesn't know the rules in the villa, the mistress is also the master. If there is anything wrong, it's the same if you tell me."

The head of Li took advantage of the situation and said: "In that case, please forgive me for being abrupt. Shen Zhuang has held the conference for many years and is also responsible for forging the magic weapon. I heard that the magic weapon this time was cast a few days before the start of the conference. It was forged in such a hurry I don’t know how effective the weapon will be? Of course, I’m not questioning Shen Zhuang’s ability to forge swords, I’m just worried about Master Shen and Mrs. Shen, and it’s too much work to take care of both ends.”

Only then did Shen Yu look at him, and after a while, a smile appeared on his lips: "It's not for Master Li to worry about this, it's my job."

"This statement is wrong. Since the sword-questioning conference is a prosperous time for the entire Jianghu people, how can Shen Zhuang take it all on his own?"

This statement was approved by all the masters present, and Shen Yu looked around, "It seems that you are well prepared today. Master Li, why don't we open the skylight and speak clearly, let's talk, what exactly do we want to discuss?"

Master Li's eyes flashed with cunning, he paused, and said loudly: "We believe that the sword-questioning conference should be held by each sect and faction in turn. This will not only reduce Shen Zhuang's burden, but also make all sects more active It is an honor to participate in this grand event!"

As soon as the words fell, a scolding voice filled with anger came from not far away: "I don't agree!"

"Which Xiaoxiao—" Headmaster Li looked back, forgetting what he was going to say.

Seeing Shen Minglang coming to give alms surrounded by two groups of people, Shen Yu's expression on the stage immediately changed: "Why are you here?"

Shen Minglang said with a smile: "Madam, I am the owner of Shen Zhuang, how could I not be present on the day of the meeting?"

Shen Yu's face was red and black. She had clearly detained Shen Minglang alone a few days ago, but now... her eyes fell on the female guard next to Shen Minglang, and she squinted: "Hongying?"

Hongying used to be Shen Feiyu's guard and maidservant, and her skill was fair. Since Shen Feiyu's accident three years ago, she had resigned from her role as a guard.

Roughly speaking, there are quite a few guards in this batch.

At this time, Shen Minglang was more energetic surrounded by the guards, far from the previous image of swallowing his breath, he slightly nodded at Shen Yu: "Madam, let's settle the matter at hand first, and we will talk about the matter between us later, okay ?”

Shen Yu said hello three times in a row, and said nothing again with a sullen face.

The firepower of Li Cheng and the others immediately focused on Shen Minglang alone, they didn't care about the grievances between the couple. If it was Shen Yu, they might be more afraid, but when facing Shen Minglang, they didn't have such scruples. "Master Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time, did you go to hide from those gossip?"

"I'm really sorry. Recently, a batch of urgent goods was blocked. Shen is going to solve the matter. Regarding the remarks in the city, I think there is nothing to say."

"Then you are admitting that you abandoned your original spouse and cheated on marrying Shenzhuang? The right to hold the conference falls into the hands of someone like you. It really embarrasses my generation of martial arts people."

Shen Minglang smiled slightly: "This is a private matter and has nothing to do with the right to host the conference. Let's talk about the right to host the conference. Mr. Shen has heard what Mr. Li said earlier. Since you all want to share your worries for Mr. Shen, then Mrs. Shen It seems unreasonable for someone to refuse."

The surprise came too quickly, and Li Cheng felt a little uncomfortable: "You mean, you agree to give up the right to hold the conference?"

"Exactly."

"Didn't you just say you disagree?"

Shen Minglang said cheerfully: "I agree to give up the right to hold the event, but I don't agree that each sect and sect will hold it in turn. To put it bluntly, everyone knows what the sects look like, and some sects are obviously not even the best. Can't solve it, do you want to put the burden of holding the conference on them? It's too chilling. Shen suggested that it's better to give up the right to hold the conference to sects capable of holding it, such as Xiehua Palace and Wutong Pavilion, Liangding Temple...and, Chenggan Sect, what do you think?"

The head of the sect who was named was filled with joy. Li Chengyou almost grinned to the ear, but he quickly adjusted his expression and coughed twice: "I'm afraid it's not right. , wouldn’t it be unfair to those sects that didn’t get the right to hold the event?”

"How unfair?" Shen Minglang asked back, "If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. It's an eternal truth."

Li Cheng's breathing became hot. Regardless of the slight dissatisfaction that emerged on the field, he wished he could make a decision on the spot. When his eyes swept over Xie Weihe and Wu Hanlin, he became vigilant again. Without him, these two people were not at all happy. Watching a good show with a smile.

At this time, Shen Minglang said again: "Since the right to host the conference has been handed over, I think that the rewards for the winners of the conference should also be provided by the sect that hosts it?"

Someone immediately asked: "What do you mean?"

"To be honest, Shen accidentally injured his wrist during the casting of the godsend at this conference. It's time to hand over the work of casting swords to two dogs. Before they complete their studies, Shen Zhuang is afraid The corresponding magic weapons cannot be provided.”

Shen Minglang's repeated rhetoric caught everyone by surprise. No one expected this development, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find any mistakes. If you want the right to host, you can, but you have to give the prize to the winner. get ready.

Many sects participated in the conference, apart from gaining the popularity of the sect, they also coveted the magic weapons cast by Shen Zhuang. Who doesn't know that the famous magic soldiers in the Jianghu are all from Shen Zhuang. This alone is enough for everyone to follow suit.Without enough attractive rewards, even if the right to host is won, it is still a question of whether so many people will buy it.

The heads of the sect were noisy for a while, and then slowly quieted down.

Although everyone doesn't say it, they know it well: this matter may be dirty.

The rest of the time was spent waiting for Ling Jue faction and others to arrive at the scene.

Shen Minglang walked up to the high platform, Shen Yu's complexion was dark, and he stared at him with beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to stare him out of two holes.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Yu was giving him face after all, getting up to get out of the chief seat.Just when she was about to shake her sleeves and leave, Shen Minglang took her hand.

The days before getting married were Shen Yu's happiest time. He wanted to express his love for this handsome man. At that time, Shen Minglang was very accommodating to her, and would hold her hand from time to time, or take her to fly to the On the roof, watch the stars, sun and moon.

How long ago was the last time Shen Minglang grabbed her?

When Shen Yu was stunned, Shen Minglang had already pulled her to the second seat, "It will be a contest between Feiyu and Feiyu later, he is also your child, isn't he?"

Shen Yu came back to his senses and sneered: "When did he become..."

"Ma'am," Shen Minglang pursed his lips, "I will explain my mistakes to the whole world. Before that, I just want to ask for forgiveness from one person."

Shen Yu was stunned.

"It's my fault for ignoring you for so many years. You just transferred your resentment towards me to Feiyu. What's wrong with that child?" Shen Minglang looked at her tenderly, "He was also the one you watched growing up. Let go of your prejudices and look at him more, he is also very good and can make you proud."

Shen Yu: "Shen Minglang, can you—"

As soon as the words came out, they were covered up by shouts in an instant.

"Ling Jue is here!"

"Here they are! I thought I'd be late again."

"Here it comes, hey, Mr. Shen looks a little bit wrong?"

"I saw his hand was bandaged, is it hurt?"

"..."

The warm atmosphere made Shen Yu startled, and unconsciously looked at the place where everyone's eyes converged.

The young man in white walked towards the competition venue facing the light. He was full of orchids and jade trees, and his spirit was flying high, like stars falling from the sky. He looked in excellent condition.

The Sword Discourse Arena has not been repaired, and the competition is still going on on the Lanke chessboard.

Luo Wenchu ​​held the wooden fan in his hand, smiled and brushed a strand of black hair blown by the wind behind Shen Feiyu's ear. When he retracted his hand, he squeezed it viciously. Unexpectedly, he saw the thin red spreading from the base of the little apprentice's ear, making fun of it. My thoughts gradually rose: "What's the matter, are you stage fright?"

"No." Shen Feiyu glanced at him quickly.

"So you want Master to hug you?"

"Not at all."

Luo Wenchu ​​was about to hug him, but when he heard what he said, he propped his chin with one hand and asked in distress, "What does Feiyu want?"

Shen Feiyu pursed her lips, and opened her mouth softly in the breeze:

"look at me."

"Master, I want you to look at me."

Luo Wenchu ​​sighed inexplicably, unfolded his folding fan, blocked everyone's curious eyes, and leaned over to impress Shen Feiyu's lips, his eyes seemed to be full of stars, and his tone was gentle and almost whispered: "Then, as you wish .”

When they came to the stage, Shen Feiyu and Li Changqing looked at each other, they came on stage at the same time, stood still in the center of the chessboard, Li Changqing looked at him, "Are you hurt?"

"It's okay." Before coming, Shen Feiyu asked Sheng Huamao for medicine that could effectively suppress the pain, and the medicine was effective enough to support today's competition.He clenched the soft sword in his hand, looked at his opponent with burning eyes, "Come on."

The beating of the drum was deafening, and the sound stopped, and the announcer raised his voice and said, "Ling Jue sent Shen Feiyu to fight, and Little Kunlun sent Li Changqing."

"—The competition begins!"

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The author has something to say:

选择在2020的2月20号20点20分20秒正文完结，也算一种圆满了吧。

The article itself is actually not perfect, there was no update for nearly two months, the plot trend is like a wild horse, and the character creation also makes me very dissatisfied, I just write the story, the story is unclear Chu, I am also very uncomfortable.

At the beginning, I wanted to write about nitrogen fixation for a sand sculpture, but I didn’t know why it was a drama. It can be seen that my sand sculpture skills are not enough.

Ji You's biggest feeling when reading my article is: the main character is not as well written as the supporting role, not brilliant.I read it myself later, and I really had this problem, the angle of view would not follow a fixed person, so I changed the angle of view to unknown later.I want to write a lot, but when I write it, it changes. It is still a problem of insufficient foundation.

Let’s talk about the initial settings of these two characters:

As for Luo Wenchu, he was an orphan when he was young, and was taken back by Ling Jue's previous head, and became a master of the sect, and the sect became his home and responsibility, and was stabbed by Feng Yunqin, the junior entrusted to his back , he personally slashed Feng Yunqin——with the Luoshui that he planned to give to his junior sister as a dowry.After practicing magic skills, I never picked up Luoshui again.

He has a pursed mouth and a little skin, and under his idle appearance is a radiant heart, which is Shen Feiyu's brilliance.

Shen Feiyu, as his name suggests, is not a jade, with mediocre martial arts, weak appearance and deceitful appearance. Even if he has practiced Kunlun swordsmanship, he still cannot be called a stunning and brilliant person. He is just such an ordinary person. He was ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself. He was afraid of pain but could bear it. He was decisive and decisive. For details, see Escape from Lu Jiming. At that time, he really wanted to kill Lu Jiming directly, but Wu Ming rushed back Even so, he is still upright and kind, and never takes the initiative to do evil to others.

Halfway through the writing of the article, I was thinking, whether it is better to grasp the character of the characters from Shen Feiyu's childhood, and from the development of the plot through his own experience. A not-so-good attempt.

Not to mention failure, just not good enough, it can be better.

So——I will revise the whole text before I finish it, and I have finished [-] chapters orz

I don't change the big plot, just change the parts that I am not satisfied with, delete superfluous things, or add the unlock key needed for the later plot.

There are still a few extra articles in the back, which I want to write myself. If there is something you want to read, you can comment and leave it. The car is fine~