The villain's guide to throwing blame

Qianlin is one of the top factions in the Northern Territory and even in Central China, occupying such a blessed place as Qianlin Dongtian.If in the age of saints when Taoism was prosperous, it would be a ridiculous thing for the demon cultivator to break into the mountain gate and hurt his disciples.

But since entering the Age of Doom, not only Taoism has declined, but even demon cultivators have calmed down, entrenched in one place and stopped making troubles, so they have been calm for so many years, and even such a grand gathering of immortal cultivators has no worries .

The fact that the demon cultivator sneaked into the mountain gate this time can be said to be unimaginable. What are the low-level demon cultivators who can't hide it entering the fairy gate?What is the reason for killing a few low-level disciples and being executed on the spot?It couldn't be Xiu Moxiu's insanity who came to die.

Feng Ling lazily leaned on the back of the chair in the study, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, absent-mindedly listening to Banhe's report, thinking about how many unexplainable doubts lay behind it.

Listening, Xiao Tong's words suddenly paused, and Feng Ling, who didn't know why, raised his eyelids and gave him a puzzled look, "Why don't you continue talking, so what is Qian Lin's plan here?"

"I was informed by the Qianlin Elder's House that the birthday will still be held as scheduled," Banhe curled his lips and frowned dissatisfiedly, "But what they mean is that they want to check .”

"Investigate? This matter is endless and must be investigated, so what's the matter?" Feng Ling raised an eyebrow, and looked at Banhe who was full of reluctance inexplicably, a little confused as to what the boy was twisting. What a mess.

Banhe clicked his tongue, stomped his feet in the inexplicable eyes of his young master, and muttered, "It's not a simple search, they mean to check all the people we brought."

"Click-"

Feng Ling put the tea cover in his hand back on the tea cup, and the two collided with each other to make a short and crisp sound.He put the teacup back on the table unhurriedly, clasped his hands and leaned back, half-closed his eyes and said, "Then let them check, we haven't done anything wrong, what are we afraid of?"

"Young master!" Banhe said anxiously, he was a little uncertain what Fengling was thinking, but there was nothing wrong with checking, the so-called face was nothing more than an excuse for guilty conscience before covering it up.But this time is different from the past, since the young master and Master Yuechen went out of the city in the middle of the night last time, the appearance of Mu Tinglou has diverted everyone's attention and relieved them of suspicion a little bit, but it is not without trouble.

This matter has nothing to do with them, but everyone doesn't necessarily think so. Now the young master has almost taken the initiative to tie Fengying Pavilion and Shaolin Temple together, and both will be damaged. Fengying Pavilion, which has always been feared by others, can be said to be destroyed He took the initiative to accept consideration in front of the world!

Banhe was a little tired. Ever since he met Master Yuechen, the young master has been out of order. The young master of the Feng family, who has always been shrewd and calculating the deep city, stepped on the Shaolin Temple, which is currently in an unstable situation, almost without hesitation. , almost a bit impulsive and blind.

"Then what do you say?" The tone was still slow, which almost gave people the illusion that he didn't care about it.Feng Ling looked at the little book boy who was anxious like an ant in a hot pot with a smile, "Afraid that someone with a heart will use malicious tricks in private?"

Seeing his acquiescing expression, Feng Ling's expression changed, becoming cold and indifferent, "Banhe, although I taught you that Fengying Pavilion should know how to adapt to the situation when doing things, but a big clan and a big faction depend on it. A mellow and low-key person, now that my father has stepped back and replaced me in power, the family is still respectful from outside and inside, but you know exactly what's going on behind the scenes."

He sat up, revealing his profound aura like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi. The cold and hard nature of this young Fengying Pavilion ruler who usually hides under the skin of a playful and flirtatious son is finally slowly revealed.

"Just take the matter of Xuanwu Pavilion questioning me before. If my father was sitting there, would he have the guts to point his nose and ask questions? It's just a lie to my age. Sooner or later, Fengying Pavilion and the entire Feng family will It will be held in my hands, if I can't afford this power outside, what do you think those hands in the clan that are ready to move will do something more?" Feng Ling said unhurriedly, he lowered his eyes, and calmed himself gently. sleeve.

"Your young master, I am very small-minded. If Qianlin wants to investigate, let them investigate. Anyway, other sects will not avoid it, but if someone dares to reach out to us, I can break their arm. "Feng Ling looked at the silent Banhe with a smile, and put down these words in a soft tone.

It was rare to see the young master like this, Ban He was speechless for a while, and could only nod his head tremblingly, after satisfying the young master, he returned his eyes to the miscellaneous books on the table.The young master is worthy of being a young master, and he can still kill those restless people in Houzhen Town if he can't count on anyone.

Dazedly startled by Feng Ling's aura just now, Ban He was full of admiration, completely unaware that the part about Shaolin seemed to be fooled by the young master, and he didn't mention a word.

Banhe, who was still a little dazed, stood aside for a long time in a daze, until Fengling raised his head strangely and looked at him again before he woke up, recalling that he still had something to report in the future.

"Young master, Bansong and Banshi have arrived in Qianlin." He hurriedly took out a token from his pocket and placed it in front of Fengling.

Feng Ling paused, looked at the things on the table, then looked up at Ban He, "Are they here?"

"Yes." Banhe nodded.

"Are you squatting under the mountain now?" He raised his voice and asked in surprise.

"Yes." Banhe continued to reply in a daze.

"Snapped!"

Feng Ling raised his hand, and a book was swept up from the back of Ban He's head, catching him off guard, "You are going to stand here and wait for the two of them at the foot of the mountain to wait until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, so you don't want to hurry up and get it."

"Oh!" Banhe finally came back to his senses, clutching the back of his head that was throbbing with pain, he ran out in a hurry.

Feng Ling put the book on the table with some headaches, and rubbed his forehead. Banhe was obedient, and he was easy to fool, but how could he indirectly become a stick? It's really worrying.

"Knock Knock-"

Suddenly there were two light knocking sounds outside the courtyard, Feng Ling stood up, and walked out of the courtyard with some doubts.As soon as he opened the door, he was caught off guard by Yuechen's indifferent face.

"It's really a rare visitor." Feng Ling smiled softly, moved out of the way sideways, and invited Yuechen into the courtyard, "I never thought that a master would come to my place on his own initiative."

When he entered the door, Feng Ling realized that the little monk was following him with a wrinkled face, as if he had suffered some great grievance.

"What's wrong with Master Yuejing? Who's angry? His face is wrinkled." Feng Ling couldn't help teasing him, but he didn't expect that the little monk just gave him a resentful look, even angry He didn't even give birth, so he followed his senior brother and walked forward.

Feng Ling: "..."

What a big grievance this was, Feng Ling couldn't recover, Bao Zijing couldn't even get angry with him.

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