The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 502 Don't talk too much
Yun Ying was disturbed physically and mentally by Feng Jing's silence, and involuntarily looked back at him.

Feng Jing's gaze was like a thread, tightly wrapped around her through the people in front of her, as if she wanted to pull her over with her gaze.

But only a quarter of an hour later, he released the tense line in his eyes, and smiled at Yunying.

"Suddenly want to get angry, do you want to help me?"

He asked with a smile in the sound transmission, not knowing that his voice trembled a little.

Yun Ying looked at him and nodded deeply.

"Junior Sister, although I don't want to say..." Su Minglang suddenly coughed in a low voice, covered his mouth and leaned towards her and whispered, "But don't be so obvious, the suzerain is still watching from above, you are not afraid of the suzerain Go back and tell your master that you know Mu Shaoai because you are in love with the young master of Feng Nigu?"

Yunying slowly turned her head and looked at Su Minglang.

Su Minglang was a little hairy under his stare: "Why, I'm just talking about a possibility. After all, life is a big event, and you can just make up your own mind!"

"Senior brother, thank you for your concern." Yunying smiled, "The suzerain is busy with everything, and he would not spend his mind on this kind of thing, but senior brother, please don't let outsiders know about this, or I will be very troubled by my junior sister." of."

Su Minglang nodded hurriedly: "I know, I just want to remind you that I won't spread the word as a gossip. Besides, I also have a lot of work to do every day, so I don't have the time to take care of these things. Don't worry, little junior sister."

After making some promises, seeing that Yunying had returned to the ring, Su Minglang couldn't help but patted his mouth lightly.

What are you doing, what are you doing, why can't you change this familiar temper!
Seeing his movements from the corner of his eyes, Yun Ying couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that senior brother is also two people on and off the stage."

That day in the arena, she would rather die than try her blade. How arrogant and invincible, brave and invincible, I didn't expect that he was a kind of confused and warm-hearted brother in private.

But yes, if it wasn't for his personality, how could Jiang Rong befriend him enough to entrust him to convey his wishes.

Su Minglang also laughed and said: "You are not the first person to say that, I do always have inexplicable fanaticism, but all I see on weekdays are my friends from the same school, the meaning of fighting is to Protecting them, that's probably what I thought, so I drew a line for myself invisibly, and vented all my fanaticism and fighting spirit on the ring, and never allowed them to appear and interfere with my life on weekdays."

Yunying nodded slightly: "Senior brother sees things very thoroughly, so he is more than capable."

She watched the two Lexiu who were fighting on the stage, one of them played a phoenix-headed konghou.

The high phoenix head made Yun Ying unable to look away.

That female cultivator's jade-like hands moved the thirteen wires of the konghou one by one, and her voice was as soft as the rippling stream of melting ice in early spring.

Gradually, the harp seemed to melt its hard shell and turned into a real phoenix, lying docilely in the arms of its master.

I don't know when, there was a loud and clear phoenix cry in the music, but it was actually a low cry, and then the phoenix cry became clearer and louder, and gradually blended with the music, like a fairy sound from the sky.

Yunying looked at the hands that seemed to be combing the feathers of the phoenix, it seemed that there was no force at all, just gently stroking the strings, and it formed a movement of its own.

Maybe this is what Senior Sister Luo said about relaxation.

(End of this chapter)