The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yunying counted the prizes, selected a few precious but not rare treasures as gifts, and used the Jade Slip of Letters to ask Liu Changqing for leave. After getting the reply, she left the sect, thinking about going to Lingyang City.

This road must pass through the town of bamboo rafts. The river outside the town is rustling with green jade. When she is riding down the rapids on a bamboo raft, the light and shadow filtered by the bamboo forest flicker on her face.

Suddenly, the Fengyou seal on his face flashed, telling Yunying that Fengjing was here.

She turned her head to look at the aura figure on the pier, Feng Jing was wearing a white dress embroidered with silver thread, looking radiant and independent.

Yunying jumped onto the pier and asked strangely, "Why are you out again?"

"Don't make it look like I'm in jail." Feng Jing laughed, "Old Zhuo can't retreat, what else can others do to get me!"

Yunying looked at the boy in white behind him, it was the boy Ah Lin who was by Feng Jing's side when the two met for the first time.

"What's the purpose of coming out this time?" Yunying asked.

"In order to relax." Feng Jing shrugged and smiled, took Yun Ying's hand and started to use light footwork, and swept towards the direction of Linyang City. The taciturn young A Lin followed behind the two, always Neither forward nor backward, neither fast nor slow.

Yun Ying looked back at him, then at Feng Jing, and was even more puzzled: "Didn't you say that Feng Ni Gu's Martial Arts Conference will also be held? Why do you still have time, instead of staying in the sect to watch everyone compete?" ?”

"I've always disliked seeing excitement that I can't participate in." Feng Jing said lightly.

Seeing a childish anger on his face, Yun Ying couldn't help but reach out and stroke his hair, like comforting a child.The tacit understanding between the two was conveyed in this silent movement.

Withdrawing her hand, Yunying asked him again: "Then what about the senior brother at the back? Is he not going to participate in the fun?"

"I told him he could go, but he himself refused." Mentioning Ah Lin, Feng Jing's brows became more angry, "He said that it was dereliction of duty for me to disappear from the sect without a word a few times ago. If he delays his mission again because of Dabi, the suzerain will definitely not let him go after leaving the customs!"

Feng Jing felt that what he said was blaming himself, blaming himself for causing him many troubles due to his arbitrary actions. He also admitted that his irresponsibility may indeed bring harm to Lin.

But when he said all that, Feng Jing felt rebellious because of embarrassment.

"It's none of my business! It's not that I want him to stay by my side, and it's not that I refuse to let him go! I hope he can let me go, that's good for both of us!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and even the several different fires in his body became active for a moment.

Yun Ying pressed his veined hand: "Don't be angry, it's not worth getting angry about these things."

Feng Jing looked at her in surprise: "Don't you think I'm being good-looking when I get cheap?"

"All living beings are suffering, and you are just one of them. There is no such thing as being a good-looking man when you get something cheap." Yunying looked at the gate of Linyang City, which was gradually becoming clear, and narrowed her misty eyes slightly. Painful, whether they are marginalized or respected, whether they are well-fed and well-fed or completely ignored, it is normal for those sojourners to be depressed."

Feng Jing was deeply moved, and wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't form a sentence.

Yunying followed the north-south thoroughfare in Linyang City, step by step to the front of Qin's house.