MTL - Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother-Chapter 11 You are a fairy outside the nine

The stone house is dark, cold and silent.

Jun Yan's waist with Wen Jing fell from the sky, with no expression: "... is here."

"Thank you for your brother."

Wen Jing's feet landed and ran to the house.

I lit the candle and the quilt on the bed was a high bulge.

Wen Jing gently held the big turtle up.

The black-eyed eyes looked at him, did not cater to and did not resist, but the four legs moved.

Just about to go out and turn around, but there is already a person standing in the room, his body is slender, and his expression under the candlelight is awkward, and he is slowly looking around.

Wen Jing handed the big turtle to Jun Yanzhi and touched its head: "This room is a bit empty."

"It was originally for fifteen people to live, and of course it looked empty."

Jun Yanzhi took over the big turtle and hugged it in his arms, but he still stood and didn't have to go.

Wen Jing stared at him. Standing still, is this going to stay and be a guest?

He tentatively asked: "Senior brother can hurry to go back? Is it better to sit down and talk?"

I thought he would leave, but did not expect Jun Yanzhi to say: "Alright."

He said, he sat down on the chair at the table, and the big turtle was placed on his lap.

Wen Jing stayed for a while and sat down. Although he was happy, he didn't know what to say. He didn't have a voice for a while, and he frowned and thought about the topic.

Jun Yan said quietly: "What are you thinking? Looks so distressed."

Wen Jing silently said, "I don't understand anything."

"what's up?"

"Tian Hengfeng's smell of people, Ming Ming sees him very well, is a gentleman, why is it right and wrong, help the Wu Ying arguing?"

Jun Yan said faintly: "...he is not a poor character, it is mediocre and incompetent, arrogant and short-sighted, even the people under his own hands can not tell. He was easily blinded by Wu Ying, only believe in one-sided words, heart Hemiplegia, I feel that we are bullying Wu Ying."

Wen Jing slowly nodded: "The people of Hengfeng that day were also blinded?"

"...This is roughly the case. If Wu Ying dares to tell the truth, I am afraid that there will not be too many people who are in his early life. It is a mistake to be able to control the beast. It is forgivable. It’s a bad heart, and it’s a good thing to be injured.”

"Unfortunately, we have no evidence to prove that he is in bad health."

"Yes, there is no evidence."

Jun Yan has been hanging his head for a long time, and I don’t know what to think about. Suddenly, he stood up with his big turtle and said warmly: "The night is deep, you still don't sleep?"

"Oh, good." Wen Jing also stood up.

I thought he was going out, but Jun Yanzhi stood still. Wen Jing looked at him and did not know what he was going to do. How can he sleep if the guest does not leave?

Looking at it, but suddenly a little sleepy, Wen Jing only felt that the upper and lower eyelids fight, hit a yawn and said: "I sent the brother to go out."

"No, you are sleepy, sleep. I go out myself." The voice is warm and gentle.

"Well... that's good, the gentleman is slow." In the blur, I only thought that Jun Yan's blows out the candle. The room was dark. A person slowly moved to the door and heard the sound of opening the door.

Wen Jing was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, stumbled into the bed, covered the quilt, and soon gave a steady breath.

After a while, the figure at the door moved, holding the big turtle in his hand, and slowly came to Wenjing. He sat on the edge of the bed and his face was unpredictable.

"Lu Jing, are you asleep?"

The teenager on the bed didn't move, but it made a vague "hmm".

"how old are you?"

"thirteen……"

"Who is your master?"

"...Liu Qianmo."

"Very good..." Jun Yan's eyes are half-hanging, can't see the mood, the sound is gentle, but it brings out the coldness. "Road, you are close to me, what purpose?"

The quilt was quiet for a while.

"What purpose? Tell me." It seems like a spoiled, tempting, gentle and gentle.

"No purpose, worship you..."

Jun Yanzhi’s slight glimpse seems to have not anticipated this answer. His eyebrows are close together: "Do you know who I am?"

"know……"

Jun Yanzhi's gaze reveals a bit of painful color, and his hand touches Wenjing's neck, which seems to be broken as soon as it is pinched. He whispered: "Who am I?"

"you are……"

The slender fingers are slightly gathered and hold their breath.

"The fairy above the nine-fold..."

Jun Yan's eyebrows, his hands slowly put down, and he whispered. His brow is deep: "...other than that, there is no other purpose?"

"No...ah, there..."

"What purpose?" The eyes fell on him.

"I want to know, who are you with?" I bought v and didn't look at it. I felt awkward when I dreamed.

Jun Yanzhi stood up silently and looked at Wen Jing deeply. His eyes were difficult to understand. He stood in the dark for a long time and finally walked out with the big turtle.

............I am the dividing line............

After that night, Jun Yanzhi did not appear again, but the other people of Hui Shifeng, and he gradually became familiar with him.

Going to the heart of the wall often find him to practice together, although the mouth is poisonous, did not teach him less, but he really pointed out some of his techniques, even the wind sorrow also learned.

When Wen Jing was accused, Mo Shaoyan did not say a word quietly, but then suddenly gave him a book of law, but did not explain why.

Liu Qianmo still sees Wen Jing once in the first half of the month. His pointing and the heart of the heart are different. He can often be confused in the middle.

In the early morning of winter, the snow fell like a goose. Wen Jing is practicing in the stone house, and there is a slow voice coming out of the door: "The road Jing, come out, take you out to play."

Wen Jing looked at the big turtle on the bed. The turtle stayed at the residence of Jun Yan for ten days and ran back again. He lived for half a month and had a long-term occupation of his bed. He wrapped the big turtle in a quilt, and put a plate of food and walked out.

When I went out, it was the five-sister brother, the second brother, He Ling, and the eight-sister brother Mo Shaoyan. They all wore only one single coat, and they were not afraid of cold.

Going to the heart: "What are you doing in the house all day? Take you out today to find the grass."

Wen Jing quickly put on his clothes: "What kind of grass?"

According to the heart of the wall, "There are kinds of spiritual ginseng in the Xiangyang Mountain Range. They only run around in the winter. Let's take a look."

Snow Mountain Bishen? Wen Jing is slightly excited.

"Snow Mountain Bishen, it is green and green, about five or six inches long. I like to play in the heavy snow and move quickly. I can't hurt my body. I only use it to make tea, which is good for repairing."

- From the eighth chapter.

On the back of the heart of the three men's winds, Wen Jing also slanted to drive the wind.

The rolling hills are covered with white snow, and the feet are deep valleys. The cold wind is blowing, exciting and refreshing.

Four people were flying in the mountains. Suddenly, there was a bulge in the snow. It seemed that some small animals were galloping through the snow. He Ling quickly swung and turned over in the snow.

He rushed to the snow and stood up. He had pinched a green ginseng in his hand and was struggling to bite.

He Lingdao: "Who wants?"

Wen Jing quickly raised his hand.

He Ling threw the ginseng to him coldly and flew up to look for it.

Wen Jing put the ginseng into a small bottle, only to listen to the ginseng knocking the jade bottle creaking, asked: "The second brother caught, how can he not?"

Mo Shaoyan said: "The second brother took this ginseng to practice the head, not to soak in water."

Back to the heart said: "Do you think everyone is like you, have not seen the world?"

Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "Five brothers, do you want to say a few words to die? In the back of the road, the brothers are honest and flattering, but they are looking for trouble. Can you agree with your heart?"

The heart of the wall is green and the face is no longer treated.

The three of them flew a little slow, but He Ling had already disappeared. Suddenly, there were several people’s noises in the depths of the woods, accompanied by the sound of a broken branch.

"He Ling, is it your ghost again!"

" Needless to say, it must be made by Hui Shifeng!"

The heart of the heart is tight: "We are at the junction of Hui Shi and Tian Heng, and there is nothing wrong with it."

They quickly flew over and saw that He Ling was confronting three people, one of whom was Wu Ying. At this moment, he really seemed to be greatly stimulated, his eyes were sluggish, and he looked at He Ling without saying a word.

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