People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 425: The Emperor's Plan for Hegemony Comes to Nothing

When Li Lin spoke, his eyes followed Li Canghai's graceful figure closely.

The martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect are truly elegant, beautiful and graceful.

This makes Li Canghai look even more ethereal.

When you see a real fairy, you naturally have to look at her a few more times.

After all, real fairies can be seen directly and defined, rather than being undefinable like Cthulhu.

"It's amazing," Li Lin couldn't help but look at the girl beside him again, "It's obviously the same face, but with a mole and a dimple, it's like a completely different person."

As the incarnation of Xia Meng, the most beautiful girl in Jin Yong's eyes, Wang Yuyan is naturally extremely beautiful, but if she is a camellia with dewdrops on the edge of a cliff in the early morning, then Li Canghai is like a long sea of ​​bamboo.

But no matter what, both of them are full of classical charm.

This was something Li Lin had never seen before.

Although Tonks has played roles such as Zhao Linger, Wang Yuyan, and Zi Xuan, these are only the appearance and figure that are one-to-one. The temperament and charm contained in them are completely different.

It is just like the Longjing shrimps imitated by mediocre hands. Although there is the fragrance of tea and the shrimp meat is sweet, the two are clearly distinct and fail to blend into one to promote each other and achieve success.

Wang Yuyan didn't realize that Li Lin was comparing her with Li Canghai, and she even thought of Tonks, so her thoughts went down three paths.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so calm. She just pointed at her lips with a finger that looked like it was carved from white jade and asked, "Do my great aunt and I have the same face?"

Then her chest rose and fell, "Fortunately it's just a facial resemblance."

Huang Rong, who came over with a porcelain plate, teased, "Are you afraid of your lover—" her voice stretched out, and her smart eyes wandered over Wang Yuyan and Li Lin for a moment, "You should eat something to satisfy your jealousy first."

There were three large bowls of dishes and three bowls of white rice on the plate.

There was nothing special about the first two bowls, except that they smelled delicious. If you looked at them alone, they looked like ordinary roasted meat strips and steamed tofu.

Only the last bowl was completely different. The red, white and green colors complemented each other. The clear green soup was filled with bright red cherries and pink petals, with scattered diced young bamboo shoots as a backdrop. It was more like a magnificent oil painting than a dish.

"Why is mine missing?" Wuyazi pretended not to know and interrupted.

"Mr. Ya, you will naturally understand." Huang Rong rolled her eyes at Wuyazi.

Just like Li Lin would become obsessed with a beautiful woman and lose his mind for a short time.

Huang Rong and Wang Yuyan, who were just beginning to fall in love, naturally fell in love with Li Lin, a man of the same age and handsome beyond mortal standards.

Huang Rong has always been thoughtful and every word she says is meaningful. Although there are many clever ideas in the dishes she makes, they are more reflected in the complexity of the flavors and the simplicity of the dishes.

But since Li Lin came, the dishes have become more complicated and more allusions are used. Dishes like "Pair of Swallows Flying in the Rain" and "Thinking of the Precious Lotus Root" are just common ones.

"Let me see." Wuyazi, who looked like a crow, jumped onto the table and observed carefully. "This smell, it's the meat of a turtledove. The petals and cherries must represent beauties. The lotus is the gentleman among flowers. The bamboo shoots and lotus leaves refer to gentlemen."

"A gentleman and a beautiful lady, turtledove, that couldn't be more obvious."

"The first poem in the Book of Songs is: 'The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The fair lady is the ideal match for the gentleman.'"

"The meaning of this is probably obvious."

Worried that his junior sister would discover him, Wuyazi, as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, skillfully threw the pressure off and passed it to Huang Rong.

But he still underestimated Huang Rong's boldness.

The fragility she had shown before, like Wang Yuyan, was caused by being in a foreign land and realizing that she might never be able to return.

As the daughter of East Evil, Huang Rong is not afraid to express her feelings.

So, following Wuyazi's words, she smiled brightly and held up the soup in her hand, "Here - Brother Lin, 'Good Soup'."

Li Lin took the bowl of soup and said, "The soup is delicious, and the person is even more beautiful."

Wuyazi, who did not see the result he wanted, turned his attention to his granddaughter.

Then I suddenly began to feel disappointed with him.

Yuyan, you should be more careful. Your best sister is trying to seduce your man, but you don’t react at all.

Wuyazi really wanted to say this.

But if we ignore blood ties, Huang Rong, who is lively, cute, sweet-talking, good at cooking and knowledgeable, is more favored by him.

He felt more pity for his granddaughter, who was always complaining about herself but had a pretty appearance and a photographic memory.

Therefore, Wuyazi said nothing, but just looked at his granddaughter with a look that said "Hurry up and stand up."

But Wang Yuyan didn't care. After experiencing the betrayal of her cousin, her mother, the maid who served her, and all the familiar people disappeared, she didn't pursue the so-called one person for life. On the contrary, she preferred something more lively.

She is always quiet and doesn't like to talk. She prefers to be around lively people.

If Huang Rong was a man, she would have fallen in love with him long ago.

This situation is what she wants to see most.

The same is true for Huang Rong. She was only accompanied by her father, a mute servant, and an old naughty boy since childhood. Suddenly, she came back a hundred years ago. She had no one to rely on, but she became the support of another little girl and found her own value.

In addition, she was the daughter of the East Evil Cult, which despised ethics and morals, so she didn't care that Li Lin had someone else, let alone that person was Wang Yuyan.

So, under Wuyazi's devilish gaze, Li Lin began to hug women left and right openly.

Can you do this?

"Is it possible?" Murong Fu exclaimed.

This was his forty-second attempt to escape.

His transformed animal army immediately turned against the dragon as soon as the dragon's shadow passed by.

This made him almost forget the shame he felt when he first discovered that Qiao Feng was just giving in to them.

"It's actually possible to do this." Little did he know that Qiao Feng also thought so.

After learning of the death of Emperor Song, he was prepared to capture the two men as soon as possible.

But who would have thought that the masked man who could control the [Explosion Spell] with his bare hands would suddenly change his style, and move vigorously and violently, no longer dodging, as if he was seeking death.

Murong Fu began to try every possible way to escape.

Stimulated by the masked man's desire to die and Murong Fu's potential to survive, Qiao Feng was really stumped by them for a moment.

But after Qiao Feng quickly adapted, he was reluctant to give up such a good sparring partner immediately.

Various bizarre uses of the Patronus Charm were discovered and formed by him in battle.

Qi can invigorate the body, capture the mind, restore energy, dispel fatigue, calm the mind, relax the muscles and activate blood circulation, and increase strength.
Taking away Murong Fu's control over his shape-shifting creation was just one small discovery.

But his greatest discovery was not these uses of the Patronus Charm.

It was the strange attitude of the masked man.

As a warrior, reading the opponent's fighting habits, whether good or evil, from his moves is just his basic skill.

Not to mention, due to his improvement in the Patronus Charm, he seemed to have developed the ability to read minds. If Murong Fu envied, was jealous, and hated him, then the masked man was full of love.

Combined with the [Demon Subduing Palm] performed by the masked man, and the figure that had not appeared except at the beginning,
The dragon shadow cruising in the sky turned into a human form again, with a flash of sadness in its eyes, "Could it be that you are..."

"No," the masked man thought of a terrible possibility and denied it frantically, "No, I'm not!"

At the same time, he slapped Murong Fu, who was about to take advantage of this opportunity to slip away quietly. Murong Fu promptly transformed into a set of armor to protect his body.

Seeing the big man's reaction and actions, Qiao Feng was more certain of his thoughts, "Why do you want to..."

The masked man also confirmed that he was not wrong. He regretted why he did not destroy the tattoo on Qiao Feng's chest while he was still young, and at the same time he had the urge to recognize his son immediately.

This expression, these tears, this martial arts, made Xuan Ci, who had collected the body of Emperor Song and had come to the front mountain, think of his junior brother - Xuan Ku. As for the body shape, perhaps Junior Brother Xuan Ku also awakened the Transfiguration Spell. After all, the body shape can be changed, and the attainment of this [Demon Subduing Palm] cannot be imitated.

"Let him go." Xuan Ci sighed.

"Me?" Murong Fu was so desperate to run away that he was overjoyed and prepared to retreat, but was knocked to the ground by the huge palm shadow swung by Xuan Ci.

Qiao Feng was originally planning to let Murong Fu go, because Murong Fu did not do anything evil. In this world, Murong Bo did not suddenly suffer from cerebral congestion and put all kinds of blame on his son, making it more difficult for him to rebel.

But when he saw Xuan Ci taking action, he gave up the plan.

Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong saw that Qiao Feng was no longer paying attention to his own master and were ready to pick him up: Master, just run if you want to, what are you talking about.

Xiao Yuanshan mistakenly thought that Xuanci knew he was not dead and wanted to let him go because of guilt, "I don't need your pity! Feng'er, I must die here!"

Xuan Ci: This attitude, well, is quite good for my junior brother who is always unkind to me!

Qiao Feng: Even though the voice isn’t right, but you call me Feng’er with such sincerity, so I’m sure you are my master.

So the two of them looked at each other silently, as if Xiao Yuanshan was air.

Xiao Yuanshan, who was about to commit suicide to destroy the last evidence that Qiao Feng was a Khitan, was originally ready to continue his attack, but when he saw Yale Dashi, whom he had adopted since childhood, and Tong Guan was still alive, and the pleading look in his eyes, he flew away.

But before leaving, he slapped Murong Fu again.

Murong Fu, who was almost exhausted, tried his best to conjure up a piece of iron plate to block the attack, then vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong rushed out of the crowd, no longer concealing themselves, and helped Murong Fu up.

"Kill me if you want. I want to die with you, Master."

"No, no, Boss Qiao is kindhearted, and Abbot Xuanci is a monk, how could he kill unarmed people like us?"

Qiao Feng was moved by their loyalty and righteousness, "I can escape death penalty, but I can't escape living crime."

Xuanci continued, "You should all stay in the Discipline Hall and live as Buddhas for the rest of your lives."

Murong Fu naturally didn't want to die because he didn't even have a son.

However, he fainted, and Feng Boye and Bao Bu Tong made the decision for him and nodded repeatedly.

In the bamboo house, Wang Yuyan, immersed in happiness, thought of her mother a little.

Wuyazi looked at his granddaughter, asking with his eyes whether he should take action.

Wang Yuyan shook her head. Being imprisoned for life, having to eat only vegetarian food and giving up the imperial cause were more painful than death for her cousin.

She was not sad about her mother's death, as her mother deserved death for the sins she committed.

Her hatred for Murong Fu came more from betrayal and the death of her maid.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Ku returned to the front mountain, "Why are you all looking at me?"

Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci looked at each other.

If they watched Ultraman, they would definitely understand the strange emotions in their hearts.

When Ultraman disappeared, the team members who also disappeared returned in the sunset.

They were even more certain that the masked man was Xuan Ku.

"Nothing." Qiao Feng was not used to lying. He saw the body of the Song Emperor. "The emperor is dead."

Xuanci chanted the Buddha's name and said calmly, "I am thinking about what the Beggars' Sect and Shaolin should do after the official disappears..."

"Of course it's Boss Qiao." Tong Guan continued, "We all have no children, and we regard Boss Qiao as our own brother, so naturally he will be our brother after his death."

"If it's you, Feng'er." Xuan Ku pondered for a moment, "You will definitely be able to do well."

Xuan Ci and Qiao Feng looked at each other again, and it was certain that the big man was Xuan Ku!
Xuan Ci nodded, "We are all outsiders after all. If it is you, Boss Qiao, I have no objection."

The beggars and monks in the audience seemed to have completely forgotten their previous conflicts, and they joined the other heroes in shouting "Boss Qiao" to express their support.

This even includes people who had caused trouble before and were captured and left behind.

This was the scene Murong Fu saw when he woke up, so he fainted again.

At this moment, the beautiful girl had already appeared in front of the cliff where the Lingjiu Palace forces were sitting. She tilted her head and thought, "Is it the senior sister?"

Crack!

An undisguised Apparition sounded.

"It's me." The tall, straight, graceful woman nodded, "Junior sister, I haven't seen you for many years."

Great time to strike up a conversation!

"It's not you." Li Lin appeared silently, "The direction you sensed is not wrong."

The slender fingers hooked slightly, as if hooking the clouds in the sky. A wisp of white mist-like gas split into two filters as Li Lin's fingers moved, and appeared in front of the two girls.

"The taste of Bei Ming Divine Art." The elegant woman frowned.

For the first time, the beautiful girl's fairy-like face showed human emotions, disgust and remembrance, "Sister or senior brother?"

“Wuyazi?” The elegant woman snorted coldly, “He died a long time ago. Our leader died at the hands of his own disciple.”

As the Palace Master of Lingjiu Palace, she was extremely sensitive to news. She also knew that after Wuyazi succeeded to the throne, he abolished the tradition of inheritance through martial arts and instead focused on miscellaneous studies such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In the end, he was knocked off the cliff by his second disciple Ding Chunqiu, who had better martial arts skills but was not taken seriously.

"If you want to learn from our master, you must at least learn everything."

"They are still hiding it. They don't teach martial arts, but suppress them instead."

"Master at least gave me the Lingjiu Palace and was very generous to me."

"Big sister, be careful with your words." After listening to Wu Xingyun's ridicule of Wuyazi, Li Canghai gave a meaningful admonition, "After all, he is the leader chosen by Master."

Then he looked at Li Lin, "Who are you, sir?"

"Of course it's the gigolo your sister hired," Wu Xingyun said bluntly, "Who else could it be?"

She looked Li Lin up and down. "This face makes me excited too, not to mention your sister."

Li Canghai shook his head, "I don't think you are that kind of person."

(End of this chapter)