Rivers and Lakes Records

At the beginning of the fight for famous swords, heroes from all walks of life showed their abilities, and they used all their strength in a match, and they were bound to get the treasure.

Lu Mingtong and the others clenched their fists and watched intently from below, as if they were the ones standing on the stage to compete.

"Good palm!"

"Oh, it's just a little short!"

"Don't worry, attack him!"

The three of them were like three noisy ducks, gesticulating below, unaware that the people on the stage were already disturbed by them.As soon as the man dodged in the struggle, a gust of palm came towards him. Lu Mingtong almost got hit, so he took a step back in shock, and pulled the two of the Yang family back to hide: "It's too dangerous here, let's stand behind Some."

Yang Tong frowned and looked at the indistinguishable battle situation on the stage: "These two people are of equal strength, they have been fighting for a long time, and I don't know how to tell the winner."

Yang Feng said: "Let's see who persists for a long time. If we continue to see the saw, sooner or later one person will give up his strength first."

Lu Mingtong was dazzled as he looked at the palms that were changing non-stop: "Second Young Master, when is your competition?"

"It will be the day after tomorrow." Yang Feng glanced at his hand: "In the sixth round, I don't know who the opponent is yet."

Yang Tong said: "No matter who it is, remember what I told you. You must show your most charming side. If you win, you will have a long face. If you lose, we will trade bitter tricks and let the twelve junior sisters heal your wounds."

Lu Mingtong couldn't help but admire how quickly he changed his mind, unexpectedly taking both results into account without making a sound.He recalled that he also helped Qi Nan use this trick to get a beautiful woman in his arms, and it seemed to be quite effective.

Lu Mingtong said: "That's a good idea. At that time, the Second Young Master can pretend to have a chest injury and ask the twelfth junior sister to apply medicine for you, and take this opportunity to show off your strong chest."

Yang Tong's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at him with admiration in his eyes.Yang Feng, on the other hand, was so ashamed that he couldn't bear to feel ashamed, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in: "How can this be done? The envoy don't make fun of me anymore!"

Lu Mingtong said sincerely: "This method is really useful. If it doesn't work, we can still find someone to act in a play and grab the important task of applying medicine to you with the twelve junior sisters. If she doesn't want to give it to others, she must like it." you."

The way Yang Tong looked at him can already be described with admiration: "The Envoy of Fengyun actually thought of going with me."

Every time Yang Feng was with them, his face would be blushed. Hearing what they were talking about, he could only cover his ears and turn his eyes back to the stage: "Look, the winner is determined!"

The two saw that the one who made the more violent move just now lost. Yang Feng shook his head and said: "When fighting on stage, the situation around you changes rapidly, so you can't just attack blindly."

Yang Tong nodded, but he didn't care about it. He studied the terrain carefully and eagerly gave advice to his brother: "I looked around, and the position on the right is the best, and you will stand there when the time comes."

"Why do you want him to stand there?" Pei Lian came over at some point: "Is the winner determined? I missed it."

"Yeah." Yang Tong replied: "It's just started a few games, and they're all small roles. Have you finished drawing lots? What game?"

"Five days later, the first round." Pei Lian said: "It's a bit early, you don't know if you won't get up then, it's okay if you don't get up, I'll go find you after the competition..."

The more he said, the more something was wrong, looking at Yang Tong's face that sank bit by bit: "Xiao Tong?"

"The fifth day, the first match..." Yang Tong murmured, holding up a small wooden sign in his hand, mocking whether it was joy or sorrow: "We are really, so destined."

Pei Lian looked at the words engraved on the wooden sign, and his face changed: "This!"

Lu Mingtong was also taken aback, he stared wide-eyed and went to grab his wooden token, and looked at it both ways: "You guys, are you queuing together?"

Yang Tong nodded. Pei Lian was about to say something. He frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "Pei Lian, if you dare to say anything and give up the game, I will give you a sword right now!"

Pei Lian's face was pale, and her thin lips trembled: "Xiaotong, you know I don't want to do this."

"Of course I know." Yang Tong took back the wooden sign and put it in his arms: "But running away won't solve the problem. We are all men, so we have to use men's methods to decide the winner."

"I imagined what it would be like to meet on stage if we both passed the competition, but I never imagined that we would meet in the first hand." Yang Tong smiled: "See you on stage then, don't let me down."

He left after leaving this sentence, Pei Lian was stunned for a while, then also left.

In the next few matches, Lu Mingtong didn't see any familiar faces. He went to see Shi Jingtian who was watching the battle at the other end, and asked him to watch the next few matches for him. If there is anything worth mentioning, Then he came to the room to find himself.

After finishing everything, he went to Feng Ji and told about Yang Tong and Pei Lian with great interest: "Tell me, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? Since the two of them are in love, will Pei Lian be with you?" Water during the competition?"

Feng Ji was dealing with the affairs of the church. Excited to hear what he said, he closed the book and said, "You have said it all, Yang Tong put down his harsh words, and if he dares to give up the competition, he will give him a sword. Pei Lian knows him so well, I also know Yang Tong's unyielding temper, if he dares to let go of the water during the competition, it will be a bit ungrateful."

Lu Mingtong nodded, and said again: "Hey, if you ask me, if they fight, who will win?"

Feng Ji didn't raise his eyes: "Pei Lian."

Although it was the expected answer, Lu Mingtong still couldn't help asking: "Why are you so sure? I heard that Pei Lian is very good, but some time ago, Yang Tong seemed to be working hard on the way of breakthrough in swordsmanship. Can he really restrain Pei Lian?"

Feng Ji said: "Yang Tong's swordsmanship is not bad, but Pei Liansheng is born with good aptitude and is often sent out by the Yang family. Compared with the well-protected Yang Tong, he has more actual combat experience and more advantages. big."

Lu Mingtong let out a sigh: "In that case, isn't there no suspense in the match?"

"Not really." Feng Ji smiled and said: "All of this is just my guess, if Yang Tong really comprehends the peerless sword technique as you said, it is not impossible for him to defeat Pei Lian .”

Lu Mingtong said sadly: "But these two are my friends, and I won't be happy if any of them loses."

Feng Ji touched his head and sighed: "Fool, since they really love each other, no matter which side wins the sword, the other side will only be happy for him. Since the parties don't mind, why are you still regretting here?" ? I heard that Master Yang invited a troupe from the capital, if you are interested, you might as well go and have a look."

Lu Mingtong said: "Theatrical troupe or something, there will be plenty of time in the future. By the way, where are you going after the famous sword competition is over?"

Feng Ji's pen tip paused: "There are some matters over there in the Wulin League, I want to go there." Then he said: "But this time I will be back soon, it's up to you to choose where to go."

Lu Mingtong raised his face, seeing how cautious he was every time he was afraid of his displeasure, he felt happy, and said generously: "Forget it, you have your business to do, and I won't interfere. When you come back, my family planted it." The pomegranates are also in bloom. Let's go to enjoy the flowers together, and pick some for my mother's nails."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Okay, if I am clumsy, please forgive me."

Lu Mingtong looked at him, and suddenly said with a smile: "By the way, I remembered one more thing."

Feng Ji hummed, and Lu Mingtong approached him, with teasing in his eyes: "Do you still remember that I once said that I would give you a piece of clothing?"

Feng Ji nodded, and asked helplessly: "But after such a long time, I haven't seen Mingtong send it."

The corners of Lu Mingtong's mouth widened, and he said confidently: "I was too busy at that time, I forgot, I will send it to you today, just wait!"

He ran all the way back to the room, pulled Lu Douya, and whispered a few words in his ear, Lu Douya gave him a strange look: "Go now?"

Lu Mingtong nodded: "The cloth is still in the bag, the sooner the better."

Lu Douya took his things and went out. At night, Feng Ji heard someone knock on the door in his room. When he opened the door, Lu Douya stood outside the door tremblingly, his legs were like sifting chaff, holding a brocade package in his hand: "Feng Jiaozhu ...This is what our young master asked me to hand over to you."

Feng Ji took the package suspiciously, Lu Douya shook his hand like throwing away a hot potato, and ran away blushing.

Looking at his panicked appearance, Feng Ji closed the door, opened the package, shook his head with a smirk after seeing it clearly, and picked up the contents by the candlelight.

It was a charming red bellyband.