sword from heaven

Chapter 2
"Okay, let's go!" Feng Jinteng stood up.

Song Yunge sneaked into the room in a flash, changed into a plain gray robe, subdued his flying spirit, and looked gloomy and mediocre.

Feng Jin glanced at him and shook his head.

Tianyue Mountain is the only one who knows that Yun Ge is extremely intelligent and rebellious. Yun Ge wears a mask to hide his intelligence in front of outsiders, and lives a very hard life.

The two left the small courtyard and went to the gate of the other courtyard.

From time to time along the way, they bumped into fellow disciples and clasped their fists to salute Feng Jin.

Song Yunge saluted others seriously.

The master of Tianwaitian is aging slowly, Feng Jin looks not much older than Song Yunge, but in fact he is 24 years older.

Tianyue Mountain accepts one class of disciples every 12 years, and the sixth class of disciples is one generation.

Song Yunge was fortunate that he was not the youngest disciple of this class, not the junior junior brother, but also the younger junior sister Zhuo Xiaowan, who was one year younger than himself.

As soon as Zhuo Xiaowan was mentioned, he shook his head secretly.

Zhuo Xiaowan is a genius among geniuses, a sword master at the peak, who can step into the sword master at any time.

In terms of aptitude, Senior Brother Feng is also average in Tianyue Mountain, and his desire for merit is no worse than his own, so he can be persuaded by himself.

The two of them left the gate of Tianyue Bieyuan, got into the bustling crowd, shuttled freely like swimming fish, and soon came to a mansion five miles away.

There are two gold characters "Zhang's Mansion" written on the plaque, and there is a Suzaku pattern in the lower right corner. It can be seen that it is the mansion of a Shichang named Zhang from Suzaku Guard.

The two walked around the screen and saw eight people standing on the empty red clay training ground in front of the hall, and a handsome young man on the steps of the hall was staring at them coldly.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Hearing footsteps, everyone turned their heads to look.

The young man on the steps looked up, his handsome face became more and more gloomy, and he shouted, "Feng Jin, what are you doing here!"

"Zhang Tianfang, can't we come to lay the foundation, Xiaolin, Xiaoguo and others?" Feng Jin raised his chest slightly, and said carelessly: "Isn't this your Boundless Sea?"

The corners of Song Yunge's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a wry smile.

Didn't expect to come here.

Is it true that enemies don't get together? Zhang Tianfang is a disciple of Wulianghai, and Wulianghai and Tianyue Mountain are deadly enemies, old enemies.

What's more, the two are still rivals in love.

Zhang Tianfang is usually a gentle person, but when he met Senior Brother Feng, he changed into a different person.

Brother Feng is the same.

Usually gentle and refined, when meeting Zhang Tianfang, he becomes aggressive and speaks sharply.

The two can't meet each other, and when they see each other, they immediately enter a fighting state.

Zhang Tianfang's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "This is my Shichang Mansion, I have the right to make decisions, get out of here!"

"Being a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions, we sincerely come to pay homage, but you drive people away, how can there be such a reason in the world?"

"It would be strange if you were sincere. You came to see the excitement, to see my jokes, and to laugh at how incompetent I am and how I can't keep my subordinates. Feng Jin, I don't know your evil intentions yet?"

Seeing that Feng Jin was about to retort, Song Yunge pulled his arm: "Senior Brother Feng, forget it, let's go."

Feng Jin wanted to shake off his arm.

But Song Yunge knew that he was used to it, so he didn't get thrown away even after trying hard.

This immediately made Zhang Tianfang laugh out loud: "Feng Jin, take a look, you are so unpopular, even Xiao Song stops you!"

He looked at Song Yunge with burning eyes: "Xiao Song, although your martial arts are weak and you are very useless, your mind is not bad."

Song Yunge pulled the corner of his mouth.

Are you scolding yourself or praising yourself?Usually seeing this Tian Fang, treats me very kindly and gentle, but it is not this face.

Feng Jin shouted angrily: "Bastard! Who is trash?!"

Song Yunge forcefully pulled Feng Jin out of the gate.

If I continue to scold, I don't know how I will be scolded. Although I am immune to these words, I still don't listen to them.

Feng Jin was still pissed when he left the yard, muttering indignantly: "A stinking mouth, trash? Who is trash? He is trash!"

Song Yunge said: "Brother, business is important, let's follow that resentment!"

He was also simmering with fire in his heart.

When he met other people's contemptuous eyes and contemptuous tone, he looked calm on the outside, but his heart was burning like flames.

But what can I do if I am unwilling?loose the temper?That's self-defeating.

I can only turn anger into motivation, strive to make more meritorious deeds, enter the mountain of death for a longer time, and make up for my perception of the world!
He firmly believes that there will be a day when he will look down on all living beings with pride!
Feng Jin took a few deep breaths, his blushing face calmed down, and he snorted, "Did you see the resentment?"

Song Yunge pointed to the air: "There!"

Feng Jin looked up.

Cloudless, blue sky, today is a rare good weather, it will be a sunny day.

He searched intently, but saw nothing, shook his head and gave up.

Song Yunge led the way, and the two walked to Chaoran Building.

Looking at the Chaoran Building, which towered into the sky and had a gorgeous flower archway, Feng Jin frowned: "It's really here? Didn't you escape outside the city?"

Chao Ran Lou is a famous restaurant in Da Luo City. It is expensive, and a meal early is more than a year's expenses of an ordinary family.

The most important thing in Daluo City is the rich. It is a gold-selling cave with a radius of thousands of miles. There are so many guests. At this moment, five middle-aged men in brocade clothes have been warmly welcomed by Xiaoer.

"Let's go." Song Yunge stepped forward.

"Hey, two guest officers, please-!" The handsome mistress warmly greeted them and led them to the second floor.

The first floor is lively and noisy, and there is no shelter between the seats. Those who like to be lively are on the first floor.

The second floor is relatively quiet, with a screen between the seats.

The third floor is the quietest. There are independent rooms above, and you can even rest overnight.

Song Yunge found a seat by the window.

After sitting down, Feng Jin grinned at the menu, frowned and reluctantly ordered two plates of dim sum.

Song Yunge calmly glanced around, pretending not to see him in pain.

Feng Jin took a breath and shook his head, if he was not afraid of shame, he would have been complaining non-stop by now.

He would never go to the Chaoran Building to eat at ordinary times. He would be taken advantage of if he came here to eat. The same dish was three to five times the price of others.

Song Yunge covered his mouth with his hand, his lips moved silently.

Feng Jin heard his words clearly: "The one in the southwest is wearing a yellow robe and listening to ditties."

This detached building is expensive, but there is a reason for it. There are dozens of beautiful singers in the building, who are skilled in piano skills and have beautiful singing voices.

As long as you have money, you can invite singers to perform in front of you.

Song Yunge and the two sat so that they could see a table in the southwest corner through the gap in the screen.

A young man with a yellow robe and a purple face sat beside the table, picking up a piece of fruit or snack and throwing it into his mouth from time to time. While chewing, he squinted and admired the beautiful girl in front of him playing the pipa and singing.

Feng Jin looked at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge nodded.

Feng Jin frowned.

Song Yunge nodded slowly, with a firm expression.

The two are so familiar that they can communicate just by looking at each other.

"He—?" Feng Jin couldn't help but transmit the voice into secret: "How is it possible?"

But whoever becomes a demon master is often a person with a ruthless heart and a firm will.

Demon martial arts are too easy to go mad, and the requirements for xinxing are infinitely stricter than those of the middle-earth sects.

The young man in the yellow robe in front of him knew at a glance that his true nature was revealed, not a fake, he was a real young child, and the desire and greed in his eyes could not be faked.

This is not like a demon lord.

Song Yunge's voice transmission entered the secret: "It's him!"

He suddenly raised his hand and said loudly: "Xiaoer, this way! Miss Shuyu, please come!"

Feng Jin was taken aback, and hurriedly tore off his hand: "Don't mess around!"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Senior Sister Gu."

"Who's afraid that you told her! You didn't bring so many bank notes!" Feng Jin said anxiously.

Song Yunge said: "Then I'll invite you!"

He smiled and wanted to continue raising his hand, but he saw two young men in red robes striding up the stairs, one thin and the other strong, walking towards the yellow robe youth.

The girl who was playing the pipa and singing was stunned by their menacing appearance, and the sound of the pipa and the singing stopped abruptly.

The young man in the yellow robe didn't seem to see the two of them, he just stared at the singing girl and waved his hands: "Go on! Go on!"

"Boy, you've committed a crime!" a young man in red yelled.

Song Yunge turned to look at Feng Jin.

Feng Jin was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other.

The two young men in red robes are Zhuquewei, the thin one is Fang Henian, and the fat one is Zhao Youjun, they are just acquaintances.

The relationship between Zhuquewei is delicate, they are both teammates, they sometimes fight against the enemy together, and they are also competitors.

After all, everyone wants to get more credit, stay longer in Perishing God Mountain, and improve their understanding.

The gap of an hour in Perishing God Mountain may be the difference between heaven and earth, one step ahead is one step ahead, and you will become the weakest one without a fight, belittled, ignored or even bullied.

"Brother, I'm afraid they will snatch it away." Song Yunge raised his arm, scratching the center of his brow with his little finger.

Feng Jin's face was gloomy, and he nodded slowly.

Today's big credit will be snatched away!
I don't know when such a credit will come across again, his heart is bleeding.

(End of this chapter)