The villain's guide to throwing blame

If one were to say that the invitation to the birthday banquet came suddenly, that would not be the case at all.

In fact, just two months ago, the Qianlin faction had already spread the news, and posted a general newsletter on the Fengying Pavilion to inform the whole Zhonglu that all the factions had more or less received invitations, but this month There were so many major events that almost everyone forgot about it.

Now that Chang Sheng died tragically, the Xuanwu Pavilion was robbed again, and the high-level exercises were stolen under the eyes of Quanzong, people were panicked, it can be described as troubled times, and it is reasonable for the Qianlin Sect to hold a big wedding banquet at this time, although it is reasonable, it is not necessarily weird some.

What's more subtle is that the Duan Sect Master has always had a close relationship with the Chang Pavilion Master, and they have very close contacts.

In the slight shaking, Feng Ling rested his head on the car window in boredom, drooping his eyelids, thinking boredly, and secretly trying to figure out this incredible deed, and finally completed a lot of open and dark arrows by himself There was no meaningful progress due to the conspiracy and tricks, so he gave up this troublesome behavior and prepared to observe carefully after arriving at the place.

Within three days, Feng Ling sat in this carriage again, lazily leaning against the wall of the carriage and taking a nap.The people in the car have not changed much, except for the addition of a Master Yuejing with vigilant eyes and restrained movements.

The trip to Xiuyun Misty Rain was stopped by the unexpected birthday banquet, Feng Ling had no choice but to put the matter aside silently, and only brought it up at a more suitable time, in short, he couldn't ask Master Yuechen to let him go.

Thinking of this, he turned over, adjusted to a position where he could see Yuechen from the corner of his eye, leaned in a comfortable position, and then watched Yuechen sitting quietly with his eyes closed and meditating.

Seriously watching, the monk with a cold, handsome and deep face has drooping eyelashes, covering them closely. His back is straight, and he is holding a string of smooth rosary beads in his hands. The yellow light fell gently on his body, as if a thin layer of gold dust had been sprinkled on him, and the icy aura all over his body also eased, exuding an illusory warmth.

Feng Ling, who was fascinated by the sight, suddenly heard an obvious sound of inhalation, his eyes moved, and quickly moved to the owner of the sound, Mage Yuechen.

At this moment, the little monk's eyes were wide open, staring at Feng Ling in shock and a little angrily. He had just inadvertently discovered that this apprentice was spying on his senior brother, and his anger soared instantly, and he suddenly thought of something. I stopped, stuck in the middle at one breath, and couldn't get up or down, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Although he still hates the young master of the Feng family very much, the senior brother obviously doesn't think so. It's just that since many years ago, although it is not obvious, the senior senior brother obviously has an extraordinary special treatment for this rich man. The principles that I have come to seriously uphold can be slightly compromised for this willfulness.

Although Yuechen may not realize this, Yuejing, who has always been rough, can obviously feel his emotional ups and downs and concessions because he is closer to him.

Therefore, Yuejing realized that the senior brother might not be very happy to see that he always picks on this young master when he has nothing to do, and they also troubled Fengling this time, so that they can avoid the pain of fatigue and can live in comfort and comfort. Go to Qianlin faction.He pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and silently gave Feng Ling a hard look, his eyes were full of warning, and then he planned to look away.

But he never thought that Fengling raised his left eyebrow after seeing the little monk's eyes that he thought were fierce, and then he moved his body again, facing Yuechen's discovery squarely, and looked away Falling on Yuechen's body, he traced it inch by inch.

"You—!" Yue Jing saw that instead of being warned, he let his wanton and disrespectful behavior intensify, she uttered angrily.

"Yuejing."

The cold voice interrupted the little monk before he could speak, and the two who were looking at each other moved their eyes away at the same time.I saw Yuechen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent and clear, he stopped his junior brother and said nothing, then turned his eyes to look at Fengling who was facing him.

Feng Ling, who was caught peeping and caught, laughed awkwardly for a while, rolled his eyes uncomfortably, and then thought of a way to change the subject in a flash of inspiration.He turned around and opened the lightly closed car window with one hand, and the icy and snowy breath rushed in instantly, diluting the gloomy aroma in the car, making one's mind tremble.

They have already entered the Northland. There are tall pine forests all over the continuous mountains, and the snow is deposited on the branches, layer upon layer, forming a forest of ice and snow, which is crystal clear and chilly.

The breath of early spring has not yet blown here, Bei Fengjuan whizzed past the speeding carriage with the wind and snow, but was firmly blocked by the formation formed by the engraved runes. The weather for tea and wine.

"I've already entered the Northland, and I can reach Qianlin soon." Feng Ling turned his head back with a smile, and said to Yuechen.

As if pleased by the cold air brought by the ice and snow, the expression on Yue Chen's face eased a lot, and there was a little imperceptible smile in the depths of his eyes looking at Feng Ling, "Master Feng, you are overthinking."

Feeling his thoughts, Feng Ling choked, then picked up a cup of tea at hand and held it up, covered his face, lowered his eyes and drank the tea intently, the atmosphere in the car returned to its original calm state.

At this time, Qianlin Dongtian, in a remote and secluded dilapidated courtyard.

"The situation is still unclear at this time, why do you want to do this!" A somewhat vicissitudes of voice asked with a little impatience.

Before his words fell, he heard a chuckle, "That's why I have to stand up, otherwise how could the danger in the dark stand up." The owner of the voice said unhurriedly.

The person who asked the question earlier paced back and forth restlessly, and sighed deeply, "What is it...Brother, tell me, is this retribution?"

"Oh, retribution?" Another voice suddenly snorted coldly, and his tone became cold and contemptuous, "If it was really retribution, we should have died under Ling Jinglan's sword 300 years ago! But now, those who survived Who is it? This retribution did not come 300 years ago, or 50 years ago, but it came so suddenly today?"

Listening to the elder brother's words silently, the man also found it very polite. He pondered for a moment, then carefully said, "Could it be...that family made it?"

The elder brother in his mouth pondered for a moment, then resumed his faint tone and said, "It's hard to say, but after all these years, we haven't found it with our ability, so the possibility is not high, and now we can only take one step at a time. Don't worry, if it comes to a critical moment, I will definitely save you, and the current situation is unknown, I'm afraid it is a critical situation."

The man complied, and then the two hurriedly made a plan, and the conversation stopped suddenly.At this point, a more mysterious storm is brewing, involving everyone here.

The author has something to say:

Hey, it’s still updated today, although I’m sleepy and yawning when coding

But with love for us Fengling Yuechen and little angels!I'm trying to type!

I could have updated 2333 earlier, but I went to climb the mountain today, and I was tired until the afternoon, so I came back later, I hope the little angels will be more tolerant ~ I love you all