Wild boar

Chapter 115 Mr. Lu

Ma Shengfeng took out a transmission talisman from his storage bag with a serious look on his face.

The talisman was blood red and flashed continuously.

This is the highest communication talisman in the Jianyu Tower called the Nine Heavens Note.

This talisman can transmit sounds thousands of miles away, and the sound transmission has no trace and is almost impossible to intercept.

This talisman is a teleportation talisman for divine thoughts, and can only be used by monks above the spiritual training stage.

Ma Shengfeng's spiritual thoughts revealed it, and a piece of information flowed out.

After a moment.

Ma Shengfeng sighed and said: "Hey Xiuling, Zhongwei, that Zhu Zishan is right. The human skin was originally the trophy I captured from Miaolang's clone. The possibility that Miaolang will be fooled is very slim. We are here I'm afraid it will be difficult to get results if we wait."

"Originally, I didn't expect Miaolang to be fooled, but the clue was broken, so I could only throw a pebble into the lake to see if any useful clues could emerge. Originally, there was no harm in waiting like this, but I just picked up the When the sect received the police call, Grandma Mengshan took the younger generation out of the mountain to experience the world of mortals."

"Grandma Mengshan is a fox demon in disguise, comparable to the Yuanying realm of a monk. She takes her disciples out to experience the world of mortals. Her favorite thing is to go to the land of fireworks. The sect has warned us not to enter the land of fireworks recently. It's best. It's to stay away from the world of mortals." Ma Shengfeng said.

"Then master plans to just retreat?" Li Xiuling asked.

"Yes, there are very few clues left here, but it may be extremely dangerous. A wise man will not take it."

"Xiu Ling! Don't worry, since Miaolang has been targeted by me, no matter where he is hiding in the ground, I will find him out." Ma Shengfeng said firmly.

"I am willing to listen to the master's arrangements." Li Xiuling said with her fists clasped.

"Okay! Then let's leave now." White Gang Qi enveloped him, and a ray of light flew away from Jun'an City.

Fengya Academy.

Qujiang Pavilion.

Five beautiful women, like stars holding the moon, surrounded the two scholars in white.

The two scholars in white were both handsome and elegant, and one of them had an air of elegance and transcendence.

I saw a beautiful woman giving a deep blessing to a scholar in white, and said shyly: "Mr. Xu, the poem you wrote to welcome the spring, every word is exquisite, is really admirable, but I also invite Mr. Xu to Give the calligraphy treasure so that Kerr can hang it in the boudoir and compose a ballad."

"Congratulations, Mr. Xu, Sister Ke'er has fallen in love with you. As long as Mr. Xu gives you a calligraphy treasure, you can go to Sister Ke'er's boudoir tonight to teach her folk arts." Several other women congratulated Sister Ke'er one after another, looking at Sister Ke'er with a smile. He was joking, but there was no dirty word in his mouth.

The sentence "Going to the boudoir to teach folk art" is profound and arouses people's imagination.

Sister Na Keer looked shy, as if she were a virgin.

"Brother Xu has a brilliant literary talent. Lu admires it. Congratulations." Sitting next to the scholar surnamed Xu was another young man in white.

He was so handsome that even the five beauties present felt a little ashamed of themselves.

He has long flowing black hair, draped casually on his shoulders. There is a touch of red at the end of the long black hair. In addition, he wears a very simple stone ring on his right arm.

"Hahahaha. Who doesn't know that Mr. Lu is the dream lover of all the beauties in Fengya Academy? It's just that the falling flowers are careless and the running water is ruthless. Mr. Lu, if you have flowers that can be broken, you must break them." Scholar Xu Haichuan persuaded.

"Master Xu, what are you talking about? How could Mr. Lu have such a talent as Mr. Xu, and how could he attract the favor of a beautiful woman?" Mr. Lu said humbly.

"Master Lu, I propose that you compose a poem regardless of the subject matter. I believe that your masterpiece will be included in the pavilion by the girls. I am afraid that the girls who ask you to teach them every day will fight for their heads." Xu Haichuan smiled.

"Mr. Xu is making fun of me. Lu can only write poems, but he has no interest in the affairs of women there." Mr. Lu waved his hand and declined again.

at this time.

A maid broke into Qujiang Pavilion with a panicked look on her face. "Mr. Lu! Something bad has happened. Ruan Lihua was snatched into the secret room by a ruthless disciple. She is afraid that she will be raped!" the maid shouted.

"What!" Mr. Lu suddenly stood up and jumped out in the direction where the maid was running.

After the young master surnamed Lu left, a strong wind suddenly rose from the ground.

Fengya Academy.

A secluded room in the garden.

This secluded room is just a single room, surrounded by flowers, plants and water pavilions. From the outside, there are no traces of artificial axe-cutting. Only when you enter it can you know that there is a different cave.

"Don't come here!" Ruan Lihua, who was disheveled, held a dagger in her hand. The dagger was pressed against her delicate neck. The sharp dagger had even scratched her skin.

"Okay, I'm just here. Miss Lihua, your body, hair and skin are the responsibility of your parents. You can't do anything unfilial." Zhu Zishan, who was dressed in a big red robe and was even more grand than the groom, raised his hands and said.

"Stay back!" Ruan Lihua shouted heartbreakingly.

Zhu Zishan retreated slowly.

Seeing the gangster retreating more than ten steps away, Ruan Lihua breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the poems written by this gangster were child's play, his martial arts skills were really high. Ruan Lihua took action in anger after being frivolous by him.

Although Si Si did not fight back with every move, his clothes became less and less as he was beaten. If the fight continued, Ruan Lihua simply did not dare to think about it.

Fortunately, Ruan Lihua, as a martial arts practitioner, had a dagger hidden in her waist. Ruan Lihua knew that taking out the dagger would be a joke in front of this disciple, so she simply pointed the dagger at herself, and then she controlled the situation.

"Zhukov! You big hooligan! Let me tell you, I am different from the girl who sells jokes in this academy!" Ruan Lihua shouted almost crying.

"I know, you are selling your art but not your body!" Zhu Zishan said.

"Go away! I don't sell anything! I came to this academy to be a bodyguard because I admire Mr. Lu. I am a bodyguard! You hear me clearly! I am not one of those singers who sells music in bars, and I am not someone you can drag into a secluded room to play with. , I come from a martial arts family, how could I not beat you?" Ruan Lihua cried as she spoke, almost losing control of her emotions.

"Lihua, you'd better go back." A calm and pure voice came from behind.

"what!"

Ruan Lihua let out a sad cry, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, and she turned around and threw herself behind her.

There was only a sea of ​​flowers behind Ruan Lihua, and the elegant Mr. Lu stood calmly on the sea of ​​flowers, as if he had no weight at all.

Ruan Lihua jumped up into the sea of ​​flowers and threw herself into Mr. Lu's arms.

Mr. Lu, who was dressed in white, held her in his arms, and the two of them hovered above the sea of ​​flowers together like a couple of gods.

This damn thing is definitely not something that martial arts can accomplish.

Zhu Zishan has reached the innate realm, and he knows the limits of martial arts very well. He has the light skill of flying on grass. Although he can step on flowers and plants and move quickly on the water, he cannot hover above the sea of ​​flowers, let alone hold his arms. Alone.

Mr. Lu in white hugged Ruan Lihua, who was crying so hard, and said with a sigh: "Miss Lihua, you should go back. This is a place of fireworks after all, and it is not a place where a serious daughter like you should come."

"Master Lu, I have been treated lightly by my disciple. Will you... not want me?" Ruan Lihua asked worriedly.

"Lihua, I told you that I only love poetry and not love between children." Mr. Lu closed his eyes and said in a heartless tone.

Twenty steps away, Zhu Zishan seemed to be able to hear the heartbreaking sounds of his daughter's family.

(End of this chapter)