Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 25 The Mengyuan Threat
In fact, according to Duan Yu's personality, he should have gone to the Taoist temple to find Dao Baifeng long ago.

But his left arm was broken by the ancestor of the blood knife. If he met her in this state, it would inevitably make her worry and ask.

Mainly, Duan Yu was afraid that she would forbid or prevent him from going out because of this incident.

How can he squat at this age when he loves to play?
"Mother, the child accidentally dropped it."

When Dao Baifeng heard the words, he sneered angrily, obviously not believing it.

"What's the matter, the elders of your Duan family like to deceive people, and you, the younger one, have started to follow suit?"

"Mom, baby...baby this..."

Duan Yu hesitated and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Yu'er, why are you stuttering? Mother remembers that you were good at talking in the past? Why don't you say it now? Are you thinking about how to trick your mother?"

Duan Yu's face turned bitter, "Mother, it's not like this, where do you want to go..."

"What's that like? Do you know that you make mother worry? And..."

Dao Baifeng turned her head away, wiped away her tears, pointed at Zhong Ling and said, "Whose family is the little girl behind you? Why didn't you tell mother?"

Zhong Ling was very nervous at this moment, at a loss, lowered her head and whispered, "What should Brother Duan do?"

"Look at me,"

Duan Yu puffed out his chest and said seriously, "Mother, she is Zhong Ling, it's you... your daughter-in-law."

Although Dao Baifeng had guessed, she couldn't help being surprised when she heard the words, and she was also a little happy in her heart, but she still kept a straight face.

Seeing her appearance, she deliberately wanted to give Duan Yu some trouble.

there.

Duan Zhengchun realized that his son had disappeared under his nose, he hurriedly searched around, and when he saw Dao Baifeng beside Duan Yu, he couldn't help showing a joyful expression, and walked over quickly.

"Feng'er, why are you here?"

"Humph!"

Dao Baifeng was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, and put his arms around his chest, "Why, Prince Duan won't let the poor come?"

A hot face sticks a cold butt.

Duan Zhengchun was not angry, but put on a flattering smile, "Fenghuang'er, you can go wherever you want, but whether you can go back to the palace, I really miss you."

Dao Baifeng's delicate body was slightly stunned, and she turned her back, "Don't call me by my name like that, the poor Taoist has already become a monk, and his Taoist name is Yuxu Sanren."

"Phoenix..."

Duan Zhengchun turned around, came to Dao Baifeng, grabbed her slender hands, and said sincerely, "Go back to the palace, I really miss you, and it's not safe outside recently, Tianlong Temple Suffering catastrophe, I am really worried about you being in the Taoist temple."

"You want me to go back, are you afraid that I will kill all your lovers who are hiding in the palace?"

"Feng'er, you've misunderstood me. Ever since you got married, I don't think about tea or food. How can I have a lover?"

While talking, Duan Zhengchun winked at Duan Yu, and Duan Yu said, "Mother, Father is right, you can go back to the palace."

While the Duan family father and son were comforting Dao Baifeng.

Mu Wanqing stood up suspiciously, looking at Dao Baifeng's slender arms in a daze.

"The birthmark on her left wrist...could it be the enemy Master mentioned?"

"Zhong Ling, who is that woman next to Duan Yu and what's her name?"

Zhong Ling turned around and said in the direction of Mu Wanqing's finger, "She is Brother Duan's mother. As for her name, Brother Duan hasn't told me yet."

"Sister Mu, why do you ask this?"

"Nothing, just ask."

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, not asking, but sat back to her original place with doubts.

there.

"call……"

Yideng's old face was covered with fine sweat, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly recovered his strength.

"How is nephew feeling?"

Ku Rong opened his eyes, "Amitabha, thank you Master, I feel much better."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Yideng nodded, showing a smile, but saw a middle-aged man who was calm and arrogant, walking forward quickly.

"Duan Zhengming met the emperor."

"Hey... Your Majesty is being very polite. In terms of seniority, I am still a junior."

Duan Zhengming shook his head, "Where is the age of the emperor, how dare the younger generation entrust him to you."

Yideng smiled, "The emperor is here, what's the matter?"

Duan Zhengming's expression gradually became serious, he looked around, and said in a low voice, "There is one thing that Zhengming is hesitating in his heart, and he would like to ask the elders of Duan's parents and the emperor of Tianlong Temple to help him go into details.

Zhengming knows that several of them are monks and don't care about the world, but this matter is really important, Zhengming is really difficult to make a decision, please help me. . "

Yideng looked calm, as if he had expected it long ago, "Is it from Meng Yuan?"

Duan Zhengming was startled, "Your Majesty, do you know?"

"This is not a place to talk, let's go back to the palace and talk."

"Zhengming also has this intention."

Duan Zhengming breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to Duan Zhengchun who was still fighting with Dao Baifeng, frowned and said, "Zhengchun, follow me back to the palace."

Duan Zhengchun raised his eyes and saw a group of people staring at him, he couldn't help but blushed and coughed twice.

"Fenghuang'er, Brother Huang has a business to look for me, I will go back to the Palace later and look for you."

Say it.

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly walked towards Yideng and the others, and respectfully saluted, "Zhengchun pays respects to all the elders and the emperor."

"There's no need to be too polite, let's go." Yideng said lightly.

Wait until they leave.

The outside of Tenryuji Temple was also much deserted this day.

Long Peng's ears were not weak, so he listened to what they had just said.

A little analysis.

Long Peng reckoned that today's Tianlong Temple catastrophe was inseparably related to Meng Yuan, who ruled the northern border.

This...maybe just the beginning.

"Lin Shaoxia, Lin Shaoxia?"

His thoughts were interrupted, Long Peng frowned slightly, but saw a handsome young monk looking at him with concern.

"What's the matter, little master?"

Ming Kong touched his face, "Well, Lin Shaoxia, how does your injury feel?"

"It's just a skin injury, it's okay, thank you little master for your concern."

Long Peng waved his hands indifferently, "Does little master have other things?"

"Just now Master Kurong said that if you wake up, I will ask the monk to take you to the nearest bed, and I will thank you young man tomorrow."

Long Peng smiled and said, "Thank you Master Kurong for me, but I've been away for a long time, and I'm a little bit homesick. I plan to return to the Central Plains tomorrow, forgive me."

Mu Wanqing next to him heard the words and stepped forward, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"That's right, what's wrong?"

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, "Why are you walking so fast? No one is chasing you?"

Long Peng shook his head helplessly, and was about to speak when his ears moved slightly, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"Do you recognize the person hiding in the woods behind you?"

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look behind her, but saw that it was pitch black and there was no one at all, and felt that Long Peng was playing tricks on her, so she couldn't help being a little angry.

"If you don't want to say it, why bother to tease me? Is it fun?"

"If you're not good at martial arts, you should practice more. You can't talk but your head. Do you have that strength?"

With a cold expression on his face, Long Peng picked up a stone from the ground, using the hidden weapon technique of the Ancient Tomb School, turned his wrist, and popped it out with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)