Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf: 79|【79】

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In the morning of the next day, Lin Feilu went to Lu's house to watch the fun.

This Lu family is also a family of martial arts with a long inheritance. It has been standing in the rivers and lakes for many years and has a high reputation. Otherwise, Jimo Wu would not entrust them with the sword book.

It's just that the Patriarch of the Lu family who entrusted his last words that year has passed away, unpredictable, generation after generation, with peerless swordsmanship, it is also human nature to give birth to strange hearts.

Since the news leaked, the Lu family knew that something was wrong. Everyone is not guilty, and they are guilty of their crimes. People from all walks of life have been staring at them because of Jimo's swordsmanship. It is only because of the restraints of all parties that they did not fight for them. Now that something like this happened, Jianpu would definitely not be able to keep it.

Since this time, they have been looking for a reasonable solution to this matter.

Early in the morning, the martial arts field outside Lujiamen was full of people.

Lin Feilu came early and had already occupied a good position with a wide view. She took the melon seeds and shared half of Yanxin, and asked, "What do you think the Lu family will do this time to calm the anger?"

Yan Xin replied: "The sword spectrum must be handed over."

Lin Feilu asked again: "Who do you give it to?"

Yan Xin glanced at the dense crowd around him: "This is the purpose of everyone here today."

How many people are really angry because the Lu family violated Jimo's last words?

I just wanted to take that peerless sword book as my own.

Lin Feilu couldn't help but sigh in recalling the chivalrous Jimo hero depicted in a few words yesterday. After sighing, I saw that Yan Xin was still holding the melon seeds, and asked: "Sister Yan Xin, don't you like melon seeds?"

Yan Xin said: "I just like..."

She is not embarrassed to eat in public. She had no psychological burden on eating marshmallows in the street last night. It's just that the sound of eating melon seeds was too loud. All the martial arts practitioners were present, and their ears were excellent. Just now, Lin Feilu knocked on the side and attracted several angry eyes.

Is it appropriate for you to eat sunflower seeds comfortably on such a serious occasion? !

Lin Feilu is not a member of the rivers and lakes. As a figure on the hero list, she still has to converge.

Lin Feilu nodded clearly and understood her heroic burden: "Then I will take it. If you have to fight against someone for a while, you can't throw the sunflower seeds out as a hidden weapon."

Yan Xin was amused by her, and was about to give it back to her, next to Lin Ting stretched out his hand and said softly, "Give it to me."

Yan Xin thought he was about to knock, and without much thought, he put all the seeds in his hand into his palm.

His fingers are very long, and the roots of his fingers are white. But the palm of her hand was bigger than hers, and when the melon seeds she held her full hand were placed in his hand, it looked like only a handful of them.

Lin Feilu was very curious about this arena, so Yanxin pointed out the masters she knew at the scene one by one.

After a while, Yan Xin's cuff was suddenly pulled slightly.

She turned her head and saw Lin Ting wrapped the peeled melon seeds in a clean blue handkerchief and handed it over.

The plump and crisp jade-colored melon seeds were lying on the handkerchief in his palm, and the four corners of the handkerchief were hanging down, fluttering slightly with the wind.

He said softly: "Eat it."

The spring sun just came out of the clouds, and his eyes seemed to have a clear sky, clear and warm.

Yan Xin started to feel hot at the base of her ears, she silently took it, looked at his fingers and said, "Thank you."

Lin Ting smiled: "You're welcome."

The sun gradually shrouded this crowded martial arts field. After standing for a long time, many people became irritable, and the surroundings gradually began to restless.

Just when Lin Feilu thought he was about to fight, the closed door of the Lu family suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man with a beard and beard came out.

Yan Xin turned his head and whispered: "This is the current head of the Lu family."

As soon as the Lu Family Patriarch showed up, the surrounding people immediately became angry, and they all accused the Lu Family of treachery and shamelessness.

Patriarch Lu didn’t respond, and let them scold them. His eyes swept over the people present, and when the voice faded, he said, “Everyone, Lu knows what you’re talking about today. It is true that Lu's godson has no means, and he has failed the trust of Jimo heroes. Lu is deeply ashamed and has severely punished the dog. But everyone should know that the dog only learned the first style of Jimo swordsmanship, and he will never do it again in this life. Recruitment. Today, Lu Mou transferred the Jimo sword technique to others in front of everyone."

There was a sudden rush underneath.

The Lu family is so refreshing, the rhetoric that everyone prepared before is useless.

But since the Lu Family said they would hand it over, those who were sure to win the Jimo swordsmanship immediately stood up.

All of them are well-known and decent people in the arena, and everyone feels that they are the best candidates to take over Jimo swordsmanship again. There were long talks, and some talked about winning or losing, and the scene was very chaotic.

Lin Feilu looked at it, and suddenly felt nothing interesting.

How is this different from fighting for the throne?

They are all motivated by greed, fighting for the only thing.

She turned her head to look at Lin Ting, not knowing if it was because of the sunlight, his face looked a little white, his thick eyelashes were put down, and his eyes fell and didn't know where he was looking.

Yan Xin stood between them and saw Lin Feilu's worried look, so he turned to look at Lin Ting.

He seems to be distracted, his brows are always gentle, frowning invisibly, no smile from the past.

Yan Xin suddenly wanted to reach out and help him open his brows.

She squeezed her finger, leaned over and asked with concern: "Are you feeling well?"

It took a while for Lin Ting to realize that she was talking to herself, curled her lips and smiled: "It's okay, I just feel a little noisy."

His face and lips are pale, and he does not look very good.

The Yanxin's brows and eyes are horizontal.

She turned around, fished back with her right hand, pulled out the wide knife she was carrying behind her back, and threw it forward blankly.

Across such a long distance, the wide knife broke through the wind, like a sharp arrow, and thrust into the door behind Lu Patriarch with a squeak.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the two masters who were arguing also looked over in surprise.

No one knows a thousand-blade wide sword, no one knows Wu Chi Yanxin.

The whole audience focused their eyes, and Lin Feilu who was eating sunflower seeds silently put down his hand.

What are you doing, heroine? ! You don’t have to be so blatant if you want to grab sword scores!

Someone couldn't help but asked: "Girl Yanxin, what does this mean?"

Yan Xin said: "You are too noisy."

She looked at Patriarch Lu, and her voice with a girlish voice was very calm: "Patriarch Lu has made a decision, why watch the seniors vying and vying, it's better to just tell who you plan to deliver." /

Listening to her, the eyes of the scene shifted to Family Master Lu again.

As soon as they heard that Jimo's swordsmanship was about to change hands, they couldn't wait to fight for it, but they didn't realize the implication of the Lu Family Patriarch for a while. At this time, Yan Xin was awakened and looked at Lu Patriarch with anxiety.

But seeing Patriarch Lu smiled, he hugged Yan Xin from a distance.

Then he said loudly: "The Lu family has been responsible for the legacy of Jimo heroes for many years, and has been entrusted with it. Today, under the witness of the whole rivers and lakes, the Jimo sword spectrum is transferred to the Ji Liang heroes. From now on, Lu There is nothing to do with Jimo Jianpu."

Everyone was shocked when he said this.

Ji Liang? !

He's not dead? Didn't live in seclusion?

Lin Feilu was shocked by this turning point and all the seeds fell.

I saw the door behind Patriarch Lu slowly open, and a tall, thin and deserted figure came out.

When I walked to the door, I took out the wide knife that was stuck in the door effortlessly and threw it again.

The wide knife returned to Yan Xin's hand again.

Yan Xin hugged his fist and saluted him, "Thank you, Senior Ji."

As soon as Ji Liang appeared, the big families and the big sects that were still vying for the home of the swordsmanship just now withered.

The number one swordsman in the world is not a fame. There are countless people who have lost to Cangsong Mountain. Ji Liang, the number one in the world, was not given by Jianghu, but he compared it with one sword and one sword.

In front of everyone, Family Master Lu took out a sword book from his arms and handed it to Ji Liang respectfully.

Ji Liang took it casually and stuffed it into his arms.

No one dared to **** things from Ji Liang, but the temptation of swordsmanship was too great. The big families of the group winked at each other, and someone stood up and said: "My generation has always admired the style of Daxia Ji, but this Swordsmanship is entrusted by Jimo heroes on his deathbed, and even the Lu family has no right to transfer them at will. I'm afraid it's not right to just leave it to Ji Mo?"

The surroundings suddenly echoed.

However, some people who really want to say that they care about the hero’s legacy agree very much: "Senior Ji’s swordsmanship is superb, and he has become his own school. Now his martial arts has reached the stage, he is the most unlikely person in the world to practice Jimo swordsmanship. It is indeed a good policy to keep it by him."

The two factions held their own opinions and had something to say, and there was a dispute on the scene.

Until Ji Liang took a move and threw out a few blood-stained tokens.

Everyone took a closer look and found that it was actually a token of the masters of the Chixiao Thirteen Villages.

Patriarch Lu said excitedly: "The last words of the Jimo heroes, whoever destroys the 13th village of Chixiao swordsmanship will belong to him. A few days ago, the hero Ji used his own power to take the life of the leader of the five villages, which is considered to be half destroyed. Now Jianpu must change ownership. Apart from Ji Daxia, is there anyone more qualified than him!"

Your decent sect has encircled and suppressed the thirteen villages several times over the years, killing cats and puppies, and not even a single hair from the village owner was injured.

Now that Ji Liang kills the five great village masters with just one person, what qualifications do you have to fight with others? !

Those who came for the sword book looked at these tokens, and then at Ji Liang's cold face, they knew that this matter was hopeless.

And those people who had bad ideas, didn't have the courage to grab things from Ji Liang, so they stopped thinking.

I thought it would take days and nights to solve the problem, but it was solved perfectly in less than one morning. Many people present felt like they were in the cloud.

However, Ji Liang showed up, which is regarded as breaking the previous rumors.

Not only did he live well, but he was also very diligent in his martial arts cultivation. He was able to single-handedly take the lives of the five great village masters. There are a few people in this world who can do it. Even if he had this ability, he wouldn't dare to easily become an enemy of the Thirteen Villages. If you look at Jimowu's fate, you won't know.

However, Ji Liang has no wife, no children, and a lonely family. Even if he has an enmity with Shisanzhai, it seems nothing terrible.

There was a lot of discussion in the arena.

Lin Feilu has been stunned since Ji Liang played.

Ji Liang is really a little beautiful Uncle Ji!

She was a little excited, and she was a little bit confused. Want to say hello, and think that Ji Daxia probably won't care about her.

Ji Liang disappeared as soon as the matter was resolved. Lin Feilu just wanted to find him and didn't know where to look, and she couldn't explain to Lin Ting how she knew the number one swordsman in the world, so she could only hold back her heart. The surging emotions, first returned to the government office.

As soon as Lin Ting came back, he went back to the room and went to rest. His body was still too weak. Although the poison of the glaze grass was exhausted, the damage caused by the poison to his body had not been healed.

Yan Xin waited for him to leave before asking Lin Feilu: "Have His Royal Highness been injured?"

Lin Feilu shook his head, and after thinking about it, he told her, "He was poisoned and he is not in good health."

Yanxin frowned: "What kind of poison? Who killed it?"

Lin Feilu said: "It's Fenglicao..."

She didn't finish her words, but smiled apologetically.

Yan Xin thought that this matter involved royal secrets, so she didn't ask much, but said seriously: "There is a natural medicinal spring above Qin Mountain, which is very effective for healing and detoxification. If you have nothing else, you can come back with me. Mountain."

Lin Feilu became happy for a moment: "Okay! I heard about the beautiful scenery of Qinshan Mountain, so I just went to see it!"

The purpose of Yan Xin's descending this time is to find someone to learn from and refine his knife skills. But things are of urgency. Since Lin Ting is in poor health, the most urgent matter is to treat him.

As soon as the few people put it together, they decided to leave tomorrow for Qinshan.

Lin Feilu didn't expect to encounter such an opportunity during this tour of the rivers and lakes. The medicine spring is within the thousand-blade school, and it is difficult for outsiders to join the school, let alone use the medicine spring inside. If it hadn't been for Yanxin, Lin Ting's illness would have been delayed.

A kind person is really rewarded!

Because he was on his way tomorrow, Lin Feilu packed up his luggage and went to bed early.

The hustle and bustle of Jinling City continued until late before it became quiet. She rolled over in her sleep and suddenly felt a chill.

No, it's not cold, it's a trembling sword intent.

Lin Feilu suddenly awoke, and when he opened his eyes, he breathed out abruptly.

Just as she panted, the sword intent that engulfed her also disappeared.

Looking through the dim moonlight outside the window, Lin Feilu saw a person sitting in the house. If it wasn't for this sword intent to be so familiar, she would scream.

Although, Ji Daxia, the way you wake people up is too unusual!

Lin Feilu got up from the bed trembling and squeezed a smile: "Ji...Uncle Ji..."

Ji Liang stood up in the dark, he stood there, took something out of his arms, and threw it on the bed without a word.

Lin Feilu uses both hands and feet to pick it up.

After seeing what he threw, everyone trembled.

Lin Feilu wanted to cry without tears: "Uncle Ji, what are you doing for me? Do you want me to be chased by the whole river?"

Ji Liang said coldly: "No one knows that you are here."

Lin Feilu tentatively asked: "Shall I keep it for you?"

Ji Liang: "No, for you."

Lin Feilu: "…………"

She looked at the words ‘Jimo Sword Technique’ in the book and took a breath.

The peerless swordsmanship that the whole world is fighting for, is it so easy to fall into your own hands? ? ?

Lin Feilu scratched his head, puzzled: "Why give it to me?"

Is it possible that Daxia Ji sees that he is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century?

Ji Liang looked at her for a long time without speaking, as if he was in a complicated mood. Lin Feilu waited almost to fall asleep again before hearing his very indifferent voice.

He said: "That kid gave you a birthday gift."