I was straight from the start
Chapter 14 Bamboo Listening
In fact, everyone knew well that the sect master was just keeping Jiang Li alive for the sake of getting along with him for many years, or it could be regarded as letting him fend for himself.
After all, there is no spiritual power, Jiang Li is just an ordinary person, even a ferocious beast can kill him, that's fine, he is worthy of the dead, and he doesn't spare the living.
But what is the relationship between the young sect master and Jiang Li? They grew up together and were almost inseparable. The two laughed and fought, faced life and death, and experienced many hardships. The relationship can be imagined.
So everyone thinks that the young sect mainly protects Jiang Li, but who knows that he led a thin girl into the sect.
The girl is weak and weak, her body is dirty, her face is pitch black, only those big shining eyes are fluttering, very agile.
Wan Fengge asked someone to take Xiao Su to take a shower and change clothes, while he went back to his residence.
Fengyuan was still as calm as ever, without the rambunctious Jiang Li, it seemed that there was less heat. Wan Fengge stepped into the yard, paused for a moment, and then walked to a towering tree.
Four ropes are hung on a thick tree branch, and an exquisitely crafted wooden chair is hung on the end of the ropes, forming a unique swing. Before that, Jiang Li always liked to read on this swing, and sometimes he tilted his head when he was tired and fell asleep For a while, or climb up a tree and sleep between the branches.
Wan Fengge caressed the swing, turned to lift up the hem of her clothes, and sat on it. The swing was very comfortable, and it wobbled back and forth as her legs left the ground.
After Wan Fengge sat down, he took out his "dancing song", opened the fan, and gently stroked the jade umbrella ribs. Mr. Jiang Li laughed at him. dance".
Standing under the tree, the handsome young man looked at Wan Fengge who rarely sat on the swing, pointed his backhand and said, "Does that mean I have to change my name to Wan Li someday?"
Wan Fengge thought about it seriously, then nodded: "If you marry into my family, you can call me Wan."
"Damn! Why didn't you recognize him as your own brother and change your surname? Why did I marry you?! It's not a broken sleeve. If you want to marry, you will marry." The last sentence was whispered, and Jiang Li felt something was wrong after he finished speaking. With a slanted eyebrow, he flew over the wall and came out.
Wan Fengge thought so far, unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth, reached out her hand, and touched the big tree, but was suddenly stunned.
There is a naturally formed tree hole on the thick trunk, which is not obvious, and you have to get close to see it. It is said to be a tree hole, but it is only two fingers wide, a slender and long tree gap.
The sun cast mottled shadows through the branches and leaves, and there was something shining brightly in the gaps. When Wan Fengge took it out, it turned out to be a slender sword.
"Bamboo listen..."
It’s a bamboo tine, Jiang Li’s bamboo tine is never out of his hands. When he came back from Kukui Mountain, Jiang Li changed to a bamboo tine because it was inconvenient to use a snake bone umbrella. No wonder Jiang Li was not seen holding a sword on the stone steps of Kukui Mountain. .
In fact, it’s useless to take it, Jiang Li’s spiritual power is crippled, and the sword in his hands is just a pile of scrap metal, but Wan Fengge didn’t expect that Jiang Li actually left his favorite sword in Shengxiu, in the beside him.
"Why? Do you want to end all the past? You hate me so much?" Wan Fengge murmured.
The only answer to him was the sound of the wind, the rubbing of fine branches and leaves in his ears, accompanied by the jingle of copper bells in front of the window.
After a long time, someone from outside the courtyard came to report: "Master Young Master, the girl you brought back has finished washing."
Wan Fengge sighed softly, calmed down her emotions, returned to her calm and indifferent look, and said calmly, "Let her in."
The doorman should be, glanced at the woman beside him, made a gesture of please, then bowed his head and backed away.
so similar.
The doorman thought in his heart, the girl brought back by the young door master is too similar to Senior Sister Su, the little girl was dirty when she first arrived, and everyone didn't pay attention to her appearance, now after taking a bath and changing clothes, it is easy to see at a glance. You can see the dusty appearance.
Everyone has already started discussing: the young sect master can't forget the tragic death of Senior Sister Su, oh, no, it should be a demon girl, Su Yao'er is actually a green fox demon.
After all, there is no spiritual power, Jiang Li is just an ordinary person, even a ferocious beast can kill him, that's fine, he is worthy of the dead, and he doesn't spare the living.
But what is the relationship between the young sect master and Jiang Li? They grew up together and were almost inseparable. The two laughed and fought, faced life and death, and experienced many hardships. The relationship can be imagined.
So everyone thinks that the young sect mainly protects Jiang Li, but who knows that he led a thin girl into the sect.
The girl is weak and weak, her body is dirty, her face is pitch black, only those big shining eyes are fluttering, very agile.
Wan Fengge asked someone to take Xiao Su to take a shower and change clothes, while he went back to his residence.
Fengyuan was still as calm as ever, without the rambunctious Jiang Li, it seemed that there was less heat. Wan Fengge stepped into the yard, paused for a moment, and then walked to a towering tree.
Four ropes are hung on a thick tree branch, and an exquisitely crafted wooden chair is hung on the end of the ropes, forming a unique swing. Before that, Jiang Li always liked to read on this swing, and sometimes he tilted his head when he was tired and fell asleep For a while, or climb up a tree and sleep between the branches.
Wan Fengge caressed the swing, turned to lift up the hem of her clothes, and sat on it. The swing was very comfortable, and it wobbled back and forth as her legs left the ground.
After Wan Fengge sat down, he took out his "dancing song", opened the fan, and gently stroked the jade umbrella ribs. Mr. Jiang Li laughed at him. dance".
Standing under the tree, the handsome young man looked at Wan Fengge who rarely sat on the swing, pointed his backhand and said, "Does that mean I have to change my name to Wan Li someday?"
Wan Fengge thought about it seriously, then nodded: "If you marry into my family, you can call me Wan."
"Damn! Why didn't you recognize him as your own brother and change your surname? Why did I marry you?! It's not a broken sleeve. If you want to marry, you will marry." The last sentence was whispered, and Jiang Li felt something was wrong after he finished speaking. With a slanted eyebrow, he flew over the wall and came out.
Wan Fengge thought so far, unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth, reached out her hand, and touched the big tree, but was suddenly stunned.
There is a naturally formed tree hole on the thick trunk, which is not obvious, and you have to get close to see it. It is said to be a tree hole, but it is only two fingers wide, a slender and long tree gap.
The sun cast mottled shadows through the branches and leaves, and there was something shining brightly in the gaps. When Wan Fengge took it out, it turned out to be a slender sword.
"Bamboo listen..."
It’s a bamboo tine, Jiang Li’s bamboo tine is never out of his hands. When he came back from Kukui Mountain, Jiang Li changed to a bamboo tine because it was inconvenient to use a snake bone umbrella. No wonder Jiang Li was not seen holding a sword on the stone steps of Kukui Mountain. .
In fact, it’s useless to take it, Jiang Li’s spiritual power is crippled, and the sword in his hands is just a pile of scrap metal, but Wan Fengge didn’t expect that Jiang Li actually left his favorite sword in Shengxiu, in the beside him.
"Why? Do you want to end all the past? You hate me so much?" Wan Fengge murmured.
The only answer to him was the sound of the wind, the rubbing of fine branches and leaves in his ears, accompanied by the jingle of copper bells in front of the window.
After a long time, someone from outside the courtyard came to report: "Master Young Master, the girl you brought back has finished washing."
Wan Fengge sighed softly, calmed down her emotions, returned to her calm and indifferent look, and said calmly, "Let her in."
The doorman should be, glanced at the woman beside him, made a gesture of please, then bowed his head and backed away.
so similar.
The doorman thought in his heart, the girl brought back by the young door master is too similar to Senior Sister Su, the little girl was dirty when she first arrived, and everyone didn't pay attention to her appearance, now after taking a bath and changing clothes, it is easy to see at a glance. You can see the dusty appearance.
Everyone has already started discussing: the young sect master can't forget the tragic death of Senior Sister Su, oh, no, it should be a demon girl, Su Yao'er is actually a green fox demon.
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