The next morning, as soon as Yan Feng woke up, he found that Lin Xue'er was not around, she had already gotten up, and Xiao Mula was no longer in the room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

got up and yawned, remembering what happened last night, Yan Feng couldn't help but laugh to himself.

The mood was obviously very happy, and after getting out of bed and washing, as soon as I opened the door, the cold cold that belonged to winter came to my face, fell on my cheeks, and the tiredness dissipated in an instant.

Yan Feng glanced at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the jade dew was dripping.

"Is it winter?" the wind looked at the sky, the warm sun rose from the east, and the orange sun shone on the earth.

"Hmmmm~" At this moment, Xiao Mula ran over from the gazebo in the courtyard, followed by Jiuye, and as for Bai Mi, he was walking leisurely from a distance alone.

Since I had Xiao Mula, Jiuye has become a nurse of Xiao Male... followed Xiao Mula for a moment, let Xiao Mula ride and let Xiao Mula scratch, and even after being plucked out for nine nights, he just smiled.

It really made Yan Feng cry and laugh.

"It's time to eat. ”

At this moment, Lin Xue'er also walked out of the kitchen, holding breakfast in her hand.

Yan Feng smiled, first went to Fang Mu's house to say goodbye, and then came to the small pavilion with Fang Mu to eat.

"Apprentice, there is something that the teacher wants to tell you in advance. ”

Yan Feng was eating steamed buns, and when he heard Fang Mu's words, he put down the steamed buns and listened carefully.

"Last night, Si Nanhua, the head of Maoshan, sent me a message, the faction was secretly fighting, and he actually calculated him, the head, and now he is seriously injured, and Si Nanhua, the child, has old injuries before, I'm afraid he won't be able to last a month. ”

Listening to Fang Mu's words, Yan Feng couldn't help frowning, the head of Maoshan, that is Si Nanlie's father, this Si Nanhua can write a letter to Fang Mu, it is estimated that it is really not good, thinking of this Yan Feng can't help but worry about Si Nanlie, Si Nanhua was plotted, which shows that the factional struggle has reached a dire situation, and he, as a son, is definitely not much better.

Even from the big picture, it's an introduction.

It may be that the one that supports Si Nanlie has won an overwhelming victory, and the other factions are ready to break the cauldron and directly kill Si Nanhua to have a Jedi counterattack, or it is also possible that they just want to end this secret battle as soon as possible.

And the introduction is Si Nanhua, as long as Si Nanhua dies, don't fight for anything less in charge, it is directly to compete for the position of the leader, and then it will be a time when the real knife and the real gun are bloody.

"What do you mean, Master?"

Yan Feng asked in a condensed voice, since Fang Mu told him this, there must be something that he needed to do.

"Strictly speaking, I am not a disciple of Maoshan at this moment, and I am not a disciple of Maoshan, so I can't meddle in Maoshan affairs. Fang Mu said aloud.

"This is the ancestral training of Maoshan. ”

Yan Feng nodded, he also knew this... Although Si Nanlie didn't talk to him in detail, he also mentioned a few words, I don't know why, Fang Mu broke away from Maoshan a long time ago.

"But, you count. Fang Mu looked at Yan Feng.

"The Taoism you learn is the orthodox Maoshan Taoism, and you have also worshiped the ancestor master, so if it comes to a certain moment, I hope you will go to Maoshan and help Si Nanlie ascend to the position of head as our Mu disciple, I believe this is also something you are very willing to do. ”

Yan Feng was slightly stunned, it turned out that Fang Mu was this idea, and it sounded... Fang Mu should be very supportive of Si Nanlie as the next leader, which is not surprising, otherwise Fang Mu would not have taken Si Nanlie as his guide.

"Obey the teacher's orders. Yan Feng nodded.

In this matter, whether it is as a disciple of Fang Mu or as a brother of Si Nanlie, Yan Feng is duty-bound.

"Master, I'll go back to my room first. Yan Feng saluted Fang Mu after eating, and he wanted to go and look through the records about Maoshan.

"Go ahead. ”

Fang Mu looked at Yan Feng's back, and at the same time, Lin Xue'er who was playing with Xiao Mula in the courtyard also caught his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

The March Covenant is finally coming...

For the next three days, Yan Feng has been in this wreath shop, but what makes Yan Feng feel a little strange is Lin Xueer, these three days... Lin Xue'er's performance was too gentle, so gentle that Yan Feng couldn't believe it.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's as warm as water, and he always tells himself something from time to time, which always gives Yan Feng a strange feeling.

Yan Feng asked her, but the only answer she got was that sweet smile.

Over time, I slowly got used to the harsh wind and didn't ask... Anyway, everyone is around, where else can they run.

On the third day, the night, the winter night came exceptionally early, the wind passed, and it was cold and bleak.

Yan Feng and Lin Xue'er sat at the table, Xiao Dola was playing with the doll alone, and from time to time she screamed a few times.

"Xue'er, Ye Shiyu called me and asked me to go to see this New Year's Day party, you said I should go or not, I really don't want to go, I just sit there in a daze, it's so boring. ”

Yan Feng was holding an admission ticket in his hand, and there was a tangle between his eyebrows, it was the New Year's Day party that Ye Shiyu gave him last time, the school.

"Go, wouldn't it be a pity not to see such a good party. Lin Xue'er sat on the side holding Yan Feng's hand, leaning on Yan Feng's shoulder and smiling.

"Then I'm going?" Yan Feng was about to leave.

"Hey, you don't pull me along. When he walked to the door, he turned his head to look at Lin Xue'er.

"Go, go, Miss Ye has invited you, it's not good if you don't go. ”

Lin Xue'er stood up, walked in front of Yan Feng, and gently smoothed the corners of his clothes for him: "Look at you, your clothes are wrinkled, do you know if you want to check your clothes when you go out in the future?"

Yan Feng smiled: "Isn't this still you!" As soon as the words came out, Lin Xue'er's hand shook suddenly, but it immediately returned to normal.

"Go early and come back early~"

"Cher, are you alright? The wind blew Lin Xue'er's nose.

"It's okay, you stupid wood, why do you keep saying that I have something! I'll beat you~" Lin Xue'er snorted angrily.

"Come on, the party is almost over. ”

"Okay, then you wait for me at home, I'll go say hello and come back." Yan Feng touched his nose, he really didn't want to look at such a boring thing.

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to go out.

"Hey, wood!"

Lin Xue'er shouted out loud.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Yan Feng just opened the door and turned his head to look at Lin Xue'er.

"No, it's okay, you have to be happy~"

Yan Feng looked at Lin Xue'er's appearance, laughed out loud, turned around and walked a few steps, and hugged Lin Xue'er in his arms.

"As long as you're by my side, I'm happy every day. Burying his head in Lin Xue'er's hair, Yan Feng took a deep breath of Lin Xue'er's unique fragrance.

"Okay, I really have to go. ”

Yan Feng smiled and scratched Lin Xue'er's nose again: "Wait for me at home." ”

Then the figure disappeared outside the door and strode away.

Lin Xue'er stood in place, her body trembling, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and dripped to the ground...

"Mmmmmm

On the other side, Fang Mu's door opened.

The ninth master turned into a big black bird, the little white wolf stood on his body, Fang Mu looked at Lin Xue'er, floated on the back of the bird, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Little mmmm, my sister is going to a far away place, going for a long, long time..."Lin Xueer squatted down and hugged Xiao Hmma tightly, tears couldn't help pouring out.

"Hmm~..."Xiao Mula's voice was full of crying, and her big watery eyes were filled with tears.

"You have to be with your big brother well, don't make him angry, don't make him upset, don't..."

Lin Xue'er couldn't speak anymore, her throat seemed to be choked, she turned around directly, stepped out, and landed on the back of the ninth master.

"Uh-huh-hmm!"

The Ninth Master spread his wings, and in the huge courtyard, only the small cries echoed in the silent night.