Chapter 25 Meng Yuan Threat

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 25 Meng Yuan Threat

In fact, according to Duan Yu's character, he should have gone to the Taoist temple to find Dao Baifeng long ago.

But his left arm was damaged by the Blood Knife Ancestor. 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 traveling because of this incident.

At this age, when he loves to play, how can he squat?

"Mom, the child accidentally dropped it."

When Dao Baifeng heard this, he sneered angrily, showing disbelief.

"Why, the elder of you Duan family likes to lie to others, and the younger one like you is starting to imitate him?"

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

Duan Yu hesitated and couldn't speak complete words.

"Yu'er, why are you stammering? Mom remembers that you were very good at speaking in the past? Why don't you say it now? Are you thinking of how to coax me?"

Duan Yu looked bitter and said, "Mom, that's not the case. Where are you thinking..."

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

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

Zhong Ling was very nervous and at a loss. He lowered his head and whispered, "What should I do, Brother Duan?"

"Look at me,"

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

Although Dao Baifeng had a guess, he couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and he was also a little happy in his heart, but he still kept a straight face.

Look at her look, she is deliberately trying to make Duan Yu suffer.

there.

Duan Zhengchun realized that his son had disappeared under his nose, and hurriedly looked around. When he saw Dao Baifeng beside Duan Yu, he couldn't help but show a happy expression and walked over quickly.

"Fenghuang, why are you here?"

"snort!"

Dao Baifeng was slightly startled, sneered, crossed his arms and said, "Why, Prince Duan won't let Pindao come??"

Hot face against cold butt.

Duan Zhengchun was not angry. Instead, he put on a flattering smile and said, "Fenghuang, if you are here, you can go wherever you want. I just want to go back to the palace. I really miss you."

Dao Baifeng's delicate body was slightly startled, and she turned her back and said, "Don't call me by my name like that. I have become a monk, and my Taoist name is Yuxu Sanren."

"Phoenix..."

Duan Zhengchun turned around and came to Dao Baifeng, grabbed her slender hands, and said with sincerity, "Please go back to the palace, I really miss you, and it's not safe outside recently. Tianlong Temple is not safe."

After suffering a disaster, I really don’t trust you in the Taoist temple."

"You want me to go back, aren't you afraid that I will kill all your lovers who are hiding in the palace?"

"Fenghuang, you have misunderstood me. Ever since you got married, I have not thought about food or tea. How could I have a lover?"

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he winked at Duan Yu and heard Duan Yu say, "Mom, what dad said is right. You can go back to the palace."

When the Duan family father and son were consoling Dao Baifeng.

Mu Wanqing stood up in confusion, looking at Dao Baifeng's slender arms in trance.

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

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

Zhong Ling turned around and followed the direction of Mu Wanqing's finger and said, "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 asking."

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly and did not ask, but sat back down with doubts.

there.

"call……"

Yideng's old face was covered with fine sweat, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly finished the exercise.

"How are you feeling, nephew?"

Kurong opened his eyes and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much, uncle, I feel much better."

"That's good, that's good..."

Yideng nodded and smiled, but saw a middle-aged man who was not angry or intimidating walked forward quickly.

"Duan Zhengming has met the Crown Prince."

"Ah... Your Majesty is so polite. In terms of seniority, I am still a junior."

Duan Zhengming shook his head, "No matter how old the Crown Prince is, how dare you, the younger generation, to support you?"

Yideng smiled and said, "Your Majesty is here, but what's the matter?"

Duan Zhengming's expression gradually became serious, he looked around and whispered, "There is one thing that Zhengming is hesitant about, and he would like to ask the elders of the Duan family and the Crown Prince of Tianlong Temple for help in detailing it.

Zhengming knows that these people are monks and do not care about the world. However, this matter is really of great importance. Zhengming is really hard to make a choice. Please help me..."

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

Duan Zhengming was shocked, "My lord, do you know?"

"This is not the 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 to look at Duan Zhengchun who was still struggling 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. His face turned red with embarrassment and he coughed twice.

"Fenghuang, Brother Huang has business with me. I will return to the palace later to look for you."

Just say it.

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly walked to Yideng and others, saluted respectfully, "Zhengchun pays homage to all the elders, and has met the Crown Prince."

"No need to be polite, let's go." Yideng said calmly.

Wait until they leave.

The outside of Tianlong Temple was also much deserted.

Long Peng's ears were not weak, so he listened to their conversation just now.

Do a little analysis.

Long Peng estimated that today's disaster at Tianlong Temple was closely related to the Meng Yuan Dynasty who had conquered northern Xinjiang.

This...maybe just the beginning.

"Shaoxia Lin, Shaoxia Lin?"

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

"What's the matter, little master?"

Mingkong touched his face and said, "Well, Shaoxia Lin, how do you feel about your injury?"

"It's just a skin injury. It's not a problem. Thank you for your concern, little master."

Long Peng waved his hand indifferently, "Do you have anything else to do, young master?"

"Just now, Uncle Kurong said that if you wake up, let the young monk take you to stay nearby. If you have a better tomorrow, thank you young hero."

Long Peng smiled and said, "I would like to thank Master Kurong for me. It's just that I have been out for a long time and feel homesick for home. I plan to return to the Central Plains tomorrow. Please forgive me."

Mu Wanqing next to her heard this and stepped forward, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

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

Long Peng shook his head helplessly, and just as he was about to speak, his ears twitched 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 looked back behind her, only to see darkness and no trace of anyone. She felt that Long Peng was playing a trick on her, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

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

"If you're not good at martial arts, just practice more. If you can't speak with your head, do you have the strength?"

Long Peng's expression was indifferent, he picked up a stone from the ground, and used the hidden weapon technique of the Tomb Sect, turning his wrist and flicking it out with his fingers.
Chapter completed!