Feng Beiming

After the few people met, they all went into the wing room. Due to poor health, Zhen Ying took her youngest daughter to the guest room to rest. In He Fanyin's room, Mu Yantao went straight to the point and asked the two of them Regarding Zhan Tianjian, He Fanyin took out the booklet and handed it to Mu Yantao, Mu Yantao casually flipped through it, and his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" He Fanyin was also full of suspicion.

Mu Yan tapir said: "If you guessed correctly, these words should be the ancient Loulan language, which has been lost for a long time, and only some classical anthologies have it."

He Fanyin asked again: "Then can you understand what is written on it?"

Mu Yantao flipped through carefully, and finally said: "I can only understand a few names, and I think I may have to go to Loulan to answer the others."

When they heard that they were going to Loulan, the people in the room were stunned for a moment.

"Loulan is so far away..." Mu Zhen tsk-tsk: "I've never been there before."

Mu Yan tapir said: "I didn't ask you to lead the way, what are you mumbling about?" Pushing Gong Munan on the side forward, Mu Yan tapir said: "Ah Nan is originally from Loulan, this trip to Loulan can let him show you the way"

Mentioning this person, Mu Yan tapir narrowed his eyes: "I never asked, who is he?"

"My apprentice, your senior brother" Mu Yantao's words beat Mu Zhen as if he had eaten a fly.

Xiang Changyi's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to grab Gong Munan: "Brother Gong! Brother Xiang Changyi, please take care of me in the future!"

Gong Munan had a shining smile on his face: "It's easy to say."

"Fun friends!" Mu Zhen retorted.

Gong Munan squinted at him slightly, but didn't speak.

He Fanyin frowned: "Then Uncle Tapir, does he know what the name is on it?"

Mu Yan tapir frowned, and guessed: "Two names, one is Zheng Yunqing, the other is Luo Hetian, it seems...it seems to be the king of Loulan."

This name immediately made He Fanyin's eyes flash: "Luo Hetian?"

"What?" Muyan Tapir looked at him suspiciously.

Xiang Chang also froze: "It's not so evil, is it?"

"What's going on?" Mu Yantao asked.

He Fanyin looked serious: "When I was in Yingui Mountain before, there was a person who called me this name." Everyone's expressions changed, and He Fanyin replied: "As for Yunqing... this person often dreamed when he was young."

Xiang Chang also added: "Not only that, the last time in the government office in Yingui Mountain, wasn't the county magistrate's daughter also named Yun Qing?"

After Xiang Chang also mentioned this, He Fanyin suddenly remembered the sound of the piano, and immediately his brows were tightened, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

Zhan Tianjian, Lou Lan, Zheng Hongling, Yun Qing, Luo Hetian...

What the hell does it matter?

If the words on the Zhantian Sword all record what happened in the ancient country of Loulan, then there is a point to explain that these people are actually from Loulan. As for Zheng Yunqing...

"I've been here all the time." Looking at Feng Mingqing by the door, the woman nodded. If it wasn't for those eyes that were too weird and frightening, in fact, she still looked very good-looking: "I haven't seen you for many years, you are different from before."

Feng Mingqing looked at her approaching figure, his eyes that should have been indifferent were full of guard at this moment: "Impossible! You are already dead! How can you still be alive after you are dead!"

"Hush..." The woman put her finger to her lips, and made a gesture of silence: "Isn't Linglong still asleep? Are you not afraid of waking him up if you are so loud?"

"You don't want to hurt him!" Feng Mingqing's expression turned cold and he immediately drew his sword and went forward.

On one side of the woman's figure, she flashed aside like a ghost, complaining in her mouth: "We haven't seen each other for many years, how can we bear to draw our sword this time?" Looking at the candlelight, the woman smiled: "What's more, there is no With the Heaven Zhanjian in your hand, how can you hurt me a little?"

"It's you who is playing tricks!" Feng Mingqing frowned tightly: "What do you want to do!"

Taking the scissors, cut off the spark of the candle, the woman sighed softly: "I remember, Linglong's temperament before was much more innocent and lovable, just like His Royal Highness in the Yan Dynasty." Turning her head to look at Feng Mingqing, she smiled. Ask: "Right?"

Feng Mingqing clenched the sword in his hand, his face was full of frost.

The woman sighed: "It's just that no simple person can survive so many years of life and death..."

"What the hell are you trying to do!?" Feng Ming's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he was ready to attack the woman again at any time: "Use a fake sword to attract everyone here, and you will never want to recognize my brother Let's do it!"

The woman chuckled lightly: "Isn't it possible?" Silver eyes looked at Feng Mingqing, and the woman sighed: "You weren't like this when you were young."

Feng Mingqing gritted his teeth: "No matter how good your temperament is, you have already polished it off! If it wasn't because of you, how could Yu and I end up like this!"

The woman's eyes looked away: "I remember, I taught you before, the fatal weakness must not be easily exposed in front of others, if it wasn't like this back then, how could Linglong have such a result..."

"Shut up!!!" The year in the woman's mouth seemed to mention the taboo in Feng Mingqing's heart, and the scene recalled in a trance, even now, it is still difficult to let go.

The fate of being smashed to pieces should not be let an innocent person suffer.

But the woman didn't think whether her words were appropriate, she just looked at Feng Mingqing with gentle eyes and said, "If you don't want to listen, I'll just say it." Close to Feng Mingqing's side, the woman quietly replied: "Good brother, help me!" How about I do one thing? In exchange, I can help Yu get rid of this torment, let him live his life with that little phoenix in his arms as you imagined, how about it?"

Feng Mingqing's eyes flickered when he heard this, and immediately his brows were furrowed. After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "What's the price?"

The woman laughed: "What price does it cost to be with my own brother?"

Feng Mingqing had a frosty face: "If you really thought about the love of blood relatives, I wouldn't be standing here now, it's up to you whether you say it or not"

The woman sighed: "Really, you are not as cute as before. You used to be very honest and obedient..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Feng Mingqing interrupted displeased.

The woman stopped talking too much, she just leaned close to Feng Mingqing's ear and whispered the price she wanted...

Mu Yan had to see his father, as long as he clings to his father, he is docile like a cat. At night, he insisted on sleeping with his father. The two men simply sat in the yard and gossiped together. Although the scene was a bit weird, it was harmonious.

"Go! Uncle Tapir! You really have to take care of Mu Mu's temper! He is too fierce! It's too scary to want to be a human being at such a young age! Be careful that you won't get married in the future!" Yes, Xiang Chang immediately vomited bitterness.

Mu Yantao resolutely patted the shoulder of the man beside him: "What are you afraid of? I have already helped Xiao Zhen find a husband's house." Turning his head, looking at Gong Munan beside him, Mu Yantao said solemnly: "How is it? I have seen your What do you think, junior brother?"

Xiang Chang also blinked his eyes, looking expectant, hoping that Gong Munan would say that the junior brother is really fierce, not suitable for being a daughter-in-law, and needs to be trained, but in fact, Gong Munan said: "It feels good." , don't have fun"

Xiang Zhang also resolutely fell silent.

He Fanyin couldn't help laughing when he saw him getting tired, Mu Yantao suddenly stopped in his ear and asked, "I heard that you have one at home too? How does it look like? How's your temper? Why don't you meet tomorrow?"

"I..." He Fanyin had just opened his mouth, and Xiang Chang immediately interrupted: "The appearance is absolutely beautiful! My temperament is [-]% gentler than wood!"

He Fanyin was amused: "Excellent, you have to dare to say this kind of thing in front of Mu Zhen for the last time."

Xiang Chang also pouted: "I just dared to talk about it when he was not around." Mumbling Xiang Chang also said: "But to be honest, where are you and Ming Xin going?"

He Fanyin decisively slapped him away.

Gong Munan suddenly added: "If it doesn't work, I can help you."

"What's wrong?" He Fanyin was taken aback for a moment, before he sighed with a smile: "Let's let nature take its course."

Gong Munan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his master.

Mu Yantao was funny, but the simple nephew who was "not good" didn't understand his feelings.

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