[Thunderbolt] Your sister

1.

Ever since Dao Wuji, Meng Ruyun and his wife tore their faces apart and hurt each other, Dao Wuxin had disappeared.

Feng Qianxue was very curious that such a waste of life in the war of five scums could actually slip out of sight under the eyes of everyone who sealed the sword in the world, and has never heard from him since then... You must know that during that time, all kinds of gossip about Dao Wuji were flying all over the sky, The whole martial arts world is paying attention to Feng Dao in the world, how can such a big sect lose a really weak scholar?

"Huang Quan, are you sure he hasn't been trafficked?"

Huang Quan sneered coldly: "What is the value of being kidnapped?"

——The Daolong turmoil has subsided for several years, and the world is full of people looking for people, but there is still no clue.

Angry because of Dao Wuxin's disappearance and escape from marriage, Luo Hou resolutely dispatched the task of finding Dao Wuxin to Huang Quan, a general running errands.

Huang Quan didn't have a good impression of Dao Wuxin, and the mission didn't go well, so he was naturally angry.

Feng Qianxue thought for a while, Dao Wuxin really didn't have any capital to be kidnapped, scum in force, useless life, poor physical strength, no muscles, even if she was kidnapped to Chunxiao Youmenglou, she would probably be disgusted, so she shook her head and said to Huang Quan sympathetically: "Left Guardian Order, why bother to dismantle it?"

While saying this, she still sneaked a glance at Kyushu Yijianzhi with a downcast expression.

Although it has been a long time, every time I see Uncle Kyushu, I can feel Tengger’s hoarse and rough singing in my ears——"Hulunbuir——big—grass——"

Tsk, Meng Ruyun is also convinced, a good life is just a matter of death.

She cheated her husband and cheated her son, and she didn't end up in the right place. If Dao Wuji hadn't found out with conscience and stopped the conspiracy, everyone would have to accompany her to the end.

At this moment, Luo Hou, who was on the throne with his legs crossed, said, "Your Guardian Order, next, you will investigate this matter."

"Mr. Wu, all the swords in the world can't find a clue, what can I find out?"

Huang Quan's squinting eyes flashed a trace of excitement that seemed to be a smooth one: "The cable reported that he might be hiding in Confucianism."

"That's why you asked me to come back." Feng Qianxue turned her head silently, facing the expectant eyes of everyone in the hall, with a cold expression on her face: "You should have heard about my relationship with Confucianism, right?"

One elite soldier from Kyushu & Yu Bufan: "..."

There are rumors, it is said that she fought against the Confucian scholars on the Litigation Star Stage and stalked a group of Confucian scholars who stalked and attacked them so that they could not take care of themselves→_→

...Well, I guess this relationship is not very good.

But Tianxia Fengdao's strength and reputation have been ruined by a bunch of crap (〒_〒), at least Feng Qianxue still has connections in Confucianism, doesn't she?

"Cough," Yu Bufan coughed twice, breaking the condensed atmosphere in embarrassment: "Miss Feng, I will trouble you this time. If you have any requests, we will try our best to cooperate."

"Feng Qianxue, I beg you no matter what." Already owed Feng Qianxue's life-saving grace, Kyushu Yijianzhi also feels a little bit sorry, but in order to find his beloved son, he has no choice but to force others.

Feng Qianxue remained silent.

Then... thinking of the smooth and shiny green hat on Uncle Kyushu's head, he couldn't help feeling sad.

"Okay... Wu Jun, before that, do you want to settle my salary from the previous period?"

Luo Hou: "Huh?"

Feng Qianxue was serious: "Don't stare, Mr. Wu. Every family has its own scriptures, and my elder brother's wife could have counted on me."

Luo Hou: "..."

2.

According to the clues provided by Tianxia Fengdao, Dao Wuxin last appeared in an extremely remote place, completely barren from afar.After careful investigation, we know that there is a universe in this place.

In the bitter cold place many years ago, since a great Confucian settled here, after several years, the local people have been educated by Confucianism, creating a peaceful and peaceful environment, known as "Wen Yi Jingwei".

Although Feng Qianxue has been recognized by Confucianism as an orthodox identity, after all, there were many conflicts of right and wrong before, and the rift still existed, and she didn't have much contact with people in Confucianism, so she could only turn to others for help at this time.

After the catastrophe in Shenzhou, the Bixuan Thatched Cottage has been moved to a quiet place outside the world. The dragon at the North Window had almost died, and finally lived in seclusion here.Feng Qianxue knew that he had traveled all over the world and made many friends, so she decided to pay a visit.

"I once heard that 'Wen Yi Jing Wei' was created by Confucian sage Sim Mo Qingchi, but I regret that I have never met." Qu Huaizhang seemed rather regretful: "Do you know 'Gentleman Style'?"

"I heard about it in the sin pit in the past. One of the three heirs, Sword Lord Twelve Hate is famous all over the world."

"Actually, this sword technique was created by Mo Qingchi. Although I have no chance to meet him, I can imagine his character and bearing."

"Since you have no contacts with Shengsi, it seems inconvenient to ask you for a recommendation."

Qu Huaishan pondered for a moment: "There is one person who may be able to do it. And you are familiar with this person."

"Who is it?"

"Stay leaning on the wind. The cloud forgets to return. When repairing the four pillars of Shenzhou, he assisted in disaster relief. Do you have any impression?"

"Oh?" Feng Qianxue was stunned, and then showed a subtle expression: "...is he involved with Shengsi?"

——She was not only impressed with Yun Wanggui, she was deeply impressed.Ever since I hated each other, I seldom see a man with such a good relationship with women, and he follows a group of mad bees and butterflies wherever he goes.

Qu Huaizhang lightly nodded: "They all come from the ancient way of virtue and style, so they can be regarded as the same school."

Feng Qianxue silently turned her face away.

Well……

A pickup artist, a gentleman style.

The difference in painting style is a bit big →_→

3.

Yun Wanggui lives up to his name, wandering around all day long, it's not easy to find.

Feng Qianxue asked someone to bring him a message, but there was no news after a few days, so she decided to explore the road by herself first.

She has always been more conscious, knowing that she is very polarized in Confucianism, and there were quite a few Confucian scholars watching the excitement on the Litigation Star Stage, so it is better to keep a low profile this trip.

So she changed her appearance a little, put on a Confucian skirt, pulled her hair on her temples, and changed into a standard Confucian lady's outfit, and entered Wenyi Jingwei generously.

Wen Yi Jingwei has been hidden in the world of mortals for a long time, and rarely communicates with the outside world, but if a new face appears, it will naturally attract attention.

What's more, Misty Moon had brought the martial arts storm before. Although Shengsi was noncommittal, Second Master Yuan was eager to try, which made the disciples more cautious about visitors.

Just as Feng Qianxue walked under a house number, Jiang Chengzi and Shanting Liu had formed a team to block the way.

"The body is better than the idle clouds, and the light of the moon shadow stream can prove the nature."

"The heart flows with the water, the sound of the pine and the bamboo and the color forget the machine together."

"Where does the breeze come from?"

"Where does Liuyun go?"

Feng Qianxue suddenly felt his teeth sore.

Tsk... It's a long-lost experience to recite poetry.

After straightening her sleeves, she pretended to be sad, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "At what time does Mei Ying return to the flute hole, and a bend of water flows into the sound of the piano. The willows in Yangguan are as green as ever, and I hate to exchange the king's heart for my concubine's heart."

They are all from the Confucian school, they can play word games smoothly, and their ability to associate is not bad.

Jiang Chengzi and Shanting Liu were stunned when they heard the words.

Young life... Wen Yi, Jingwei, someone from the school played with the girl's feelings? !

4.

Getting involved in the martial arts turmoil is certainly a major event.

It is also a big deal for a doorman to play with a girl.

Jiang Chengzi and Shan Tingliu feel that the most urgent task is to quickly find out who had an emotional entanglement with this girl.

Feng Qianxue had a resentful expression on her face.

"Not only did he hide his whereabouts, he even changed his name. How can I explain it to the two of you?"

"This……"

The matter involved privacy, and the two of them could not press the question strictly, so they had to report it to the higher authorities.

So Yuan Erye got an informant, a girl accused Wen Yi Jingwei's family of deceiving feelings, blatantly escaping marriage, destroying people's reputation, and shameless.

While Yuan Cangming was listening to the report, Dao Wuxin was shivering while grinding ink.

Yuan Cangming looked at his reaction calmly, and replied: "If it is really so serious, it should be handled with caution."

Yu Huiqing added: "I see that she is heartbroken, so I'm sorry."

Dao Wuxin buried his head even lower.

Yuan Cangming closed his fan and tapped on his forehead: "I was short of breath for a while, I almost forgot the important point. Jiang Shan, what is the girl's name?"

"She calls herself Junmansu."

"boom--"

Dao Wuxin's sapphire inkstone fell from the case, and his body was smashed to pieces.

"Wuxin, you still need to hone your skills more—are you injured?"

Dao Wuxin knelt down tremblingly: "Second...Second Master, I, I..."

Yuan Cangming patted his head, it was still fluffy and cute, and he was still not sure that he would be the one who did such a thing: "When you invested in Wenyi Jingwei, I felt that there was something wrong. As simple as you, how could you hide it from me who is smart?"

"Second Master..."

Dao Wuxin cried and chirped.

"Hiding and avoiding is not done by a gentleman. People have already come to the door. If you avoid it, it will be unreasonable." Yuan Cangming waved his sleeves, and the Confucianism cleared the residual ink on the ground: "Jiangshan, bring people to Tianditingji."

Dao Wuxin was full of guilt towards Jun Mansui, he couldn't sit still while waiting, and finally waited until Yiren stepped in slowly.

When the four eyes met, Feng Qianxue's eyes turned red, and her tone choked up: "Wuxin, you are really unintentional, your heart has been completely broken by you."

Dao Wuxin: "..."

I'm going to die—!

Feng Qianxue, which song are you singing? ! ! !

Yuan Cangming held his fan by his side, observing secretly, and frowned slightly.

Huh... the atmosphere seems to be abnormally distorted?

Dao Wuxin broke out in a cold sweat.

Feng Qianxue tears like broken jade.

"Are you determined to abandon Manxi?"

"No, you..."

"Are you really so cruel to Manxi?"

"I do not……"

"Even if you don't care about Manxi, don't you even want to abandon your own parents and relatives?"

"I……"

"In a word, yes? No?"

As the words fell, a subtle murderous aura flashed through Feng Qianxue's eyes, and Dao Wuxin's whole body trembled suddenly: "No! No! Absolutely not!"

Feng Qianxue wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, and said softly, "I should have said it earlier. Come on, Wuxin, follow me back, the old man is still waiting for you."

Dao Wuxin instantly recalled the terror of being dominated by Luo Hou: "...No!"

Yuan Cangming: "..."

A cat-and-mouse scene pops up in your head...maybe it's time to draw it later?