Rebirth of the perfect brother-in-law

The battle in Erhui is coming to an end. Seeing the final defense of Luo Ma Po, Xin Ming Dynasty is about to wipe out all the enemies. A great victory that has been rare in the past twenty years is already in hand.

But in Jiangnan, the war between the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Zhang family has just begun. The Zhang family is waiting for an opportunity to move, but Liang Rang feels that the Zhang family's actions have not yet touched the bottom line of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so he rejects Chu Nan's slightly tough move.

suggestions.

It was the calm before the storm. Everyone was waiting for one of them to go crazy or compromise first. At such a critical and tense time, Chu Nan seemed a little absent-minded.

Yang Lin comforted her in a low voice: "Miss Qin is in trouble, brother-in-law, don't take it too seriously."

Chu Nan forced a smile and signaled that she was fine.

Yang Lin lowered her head in frustration and sighed silently. After a while, she quietly pulled Chu Nan's sleeves and said coquettishly: "How about we go back to the house to exercise. There's no point in basking in the sun here."

Chu Nan knew that Yang Lin was trying her best to please her so that she could be happier. He reached out and touched Yang Lin's head and said with a smile: "Stop fooling around and stay here honestly. I will go out soon."

Woolen cloth."

Yang Lin giggled, bit her lip and said coquettishly: "Brother-in-law, it's so boring to stay here, why don't you take me out to play with you!"

Chu Nan shook his head and said, "No, this time I am going on errands, not for fun. It would be inappropriate for you to go there. Just wait in the room with peace of mind and rinse your mouth more often. Otherwise, I won't play that game with you when I come back."

Yang Lin was a little dissatisfied. She opened her mouth and leaned in front of Chu Nan to breathe, and emphasized: "Smell it, I brush my teeth every day, there is no smell at all."

Chu Nan looked at the innocent girl with a face full of innocence, smelled the clear and faint girl's breath, and the boredom in his heart was filled with warmth. Perhaps, in such an afternoon, there is such a girl, and such a scene, this,

Maybe it should be called happiness.

What Chu Nan said before was half true. It was a lie to go out on errands. Now Liang Rang had made up his mind to stop quietly. Naturally, he would not allow Chu Nan to cause trouble when he went out. It was certainly true to say that Yang Lin went there inappropriately.

, because Chu Nan was on this trip to meet a woman.

He had agreed to go to Lingyin Temple to see Fei Ying, so naturally Chu Nan couldn't break his promise.

Although you have to go through the West Lake to go to Lingyin Temple, and you can see Guan He's paintings parked there in the distance, but Chu Nan couldn't resist taking a look. If Fei Ying, who is a bit cautious, saw it, God knows whether she would

Take the long kill and go to the painting boat.

On the mountain behind Lingyin Temple, Shi Xiaobai was writing and drawing on the ground with a long sword, continuing his great artistic career. Fei Ying was dancing with his sword in an open space, and his movements were extremely slow, but Chu Nan discovered that Fei Ying was around.

The area within a few feet seemed to have fallen into absolute stillness. The fallen leaves in the forest not far away were flying, but the fallen leaves and grass clippings around Fei Ying did not move at all.

Shi Xiaobao raised his head and smiled naively at Chu Nan, and continued to change places to draw. Chu Nan nodded with a smile and walked to Zen Master Yunlin not far away.

Although Chu Nan did not believe in Buddhism, he still had a good impression of the old monk. He lightly bowed to the Buddha and asked, "Long time no see, great monk."

Monk Yunlin smiled and nodded, then looked at Fei Ying who was dancing her sword again.

Chu Nan also followed his gaze and saw that Fei Ying's movements were getting slower and slower. The sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her face. She asked softly: "Master, what do you think of Fei Ying?"

Monk Yunlin said calmly: "This woman is extremely talented and has excellent understanding, but her patience is a bit lacking."

Chu Nan nodded and said with a smile: "The great monk really has a pair of eyes, and he can see through her true nature. Even though she looks cold and cold all day long, she likes to think wildly. I bet a tael of silver that according to the current situation, she

I definitely can’t hold on for ten moves.”

Yun Lin glanced at Chu Nan and said with a smile: "I mean her patience is worse than that silly boy over there. If I were to compare with you, I would have to say that she has excellent patience."

Chu Nan smiled awkwardly, but Fei Ying did as Chu Nan said. She just continued to dance for three moves and then stopped and walked over. She pointed at Chu Nan and explained to Yun Lin: "I want to talk to him. I don't want to practice."

It's over." Yun Lin glanced at Chu Nan meaningfully, nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, there is a lot of time, but you were able to hold on to at least seven moves just now, don't do this next time."

Chu Nan looked at Yun Lin and asked with a smile: "Is the master teaching Biying how to practice swordsmanship? It turns out that the master is also a martial arts master."

The great monk Yunlin called Shi Xiaobai, turned back and walked down the mountain, sighing: "My Buddha also has the Dharmakaya of King Ming, let alone an old monk? The old monk has read Buddhist scriptures all his life and does not understand the way of killing, but he can say two things about his realm.

sentence."

Chu Nan's heart stirred, as if he had thought of something, and he seemed hesitant to speak. Yunlin smiled and said, "There's no rush, we'll talk about it later."

Shi Xiaobai, Fei Ying, and Chu Nan are all top-notch masters among the younger generation. Of course, Chu Nan is the weakest among them." Since Shi Xiaobai and Fei Ying both looked convinced of the great monk, Chu Nan also

Just have to wait.

The great monk Yunlin, who didn't look good but was really good, softly commented on Fei Ying's performance in the sword dance just now. From the starting position to sheathing the sword, he almost criticized Fei Ying, but Fei Ying still didn't.

He listened with a humble face.

After Yun Lin finished speaking, he clasped his hands and said with a smile: "These are just minor problems. Just listen to them. What I said, old monk, may not be suitable for you."

Fei Ying hummed, stood next to Chu Nan and gently pulled Chu Nan's hand, staring at Chu Nan with bright eyes.

Chu Nan knew that this was also an opportunity. So he told the great monk Yunlin about his situation, hoping that the old monk who looked like he had two brushes could find a solution.

Yun Lin looked thoughtful, then sighed: "His sword intention is a bit domineering, and it is still affecting your state of mind to this day. But although the trouble is not insurmountable, it will take some effort."

Fei Ying's face was filled with joy. A person who was originally so proud lost his pride and fell into the dust in pain, but now he has hope of rebirth. But she is sincerely happy for him.

Chu Nan's face looked a little ugly. He swallowed and said with difficulty: "Does it take some effort? Doesn't the great monk mean that you want me to recite Buddhist scriptures for three to five years with you, or even simply become a monk? Then I won't do it.

, Even the Buddha will never forgive me for leaving a beauty like Fei Ying behind.",

Fei Ying was a little embarrassed. In the past, Chu Nankou Huahua could tolerate it in private, but now she was talking nonsense in front of outsiders. Fei Ying immediately became confused and panicked, but her face became colder and fainter.

A few traces of evil spirits emerged.

Chu Nan smiled bitterly and carefully stepped aside, ready to escape at any time.

The Great Monk Yunlin looked at Chu Nan, who was talking about Xiaoji, and nodded gently. His state of mind was broken, and his martial arts cultivation was greatly reduced. It was definitely a devastating blow to a top master, but Chu Nan was in such a situation.

It is very rare to be able to maintain a sense of indifference and casualness.

Fei Ying, who was full of murderous intent, turned around and asked softly, "Senior, if you have any ideas, please tell me. No matter what medicine is needed, I can help him find it."

Old monk Yimu looked at Fei Ying, who couldn't hide his anxiety. Naturally, he also understood Fei Ying's secret. He smiled and shook his head and said: "Old monk knows your father's ability, and I also know the strength of the temple.

Probably, but none of this can help him."

Feiying's face turned red, knowing that she was too hasty, she sighed softly and lowered her head in silence.

Yun Lin no longer tantalized people, clasped his hands and said: "If you lose your skill, you can practice it again, but if your mood is broken, you can't practice it." After saying this, he smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he had not finished speaking, "I heard that Chu

The donor has stepped into the threshold of the ninth grade a few years ago, which is really unbelievable. But it is also true that even if his realm is broken, there is still a glimmer of hope to become the ninth grade again."

Yun Lin pointed at Shi Xiaobai who was not far away and said: "The old monk's method is to recover from injuries through fighting. Now there is exactly one level difference between Donor Chu and Donor Shi, which is similar to the situation when Donor Chu went to Fusang Mountain and met the master.

And Donor Shi came from the sect of the person who broke through the realm of Donor Chu. After a while, Donor Shi used his ninth-grade cultivation to fight with Donor Chu. Donor Chu only needed to support him for a while and took the opportunity to understand the artistic conception of ninth-grade.

With his understanding, he may be able to get rid of his inner demons."

Fei Ying was worthy of entering the ninth level, so she naturally knew what it meant to be a master of the ninth level. She shook her head and said, "No, it's too dangerous, and the gap is too big."

Yun Lin smiled and said, "It depends on your ability, donor. In a while, you and donor Chu will just need to protect donor Chu. This shouldn't be difficult."

What else did Fei Ying want to say? Chu Nan gently held Fei Ying's hand, shook his head and smiled: "You don't want me to rely on you for protection all my life? Believe in the great monk, believe in yourself, and believe in me."

Fei Ying thought for a while, hummed softly, slowly drew out the long sword, and slowly immersed herself in some indescribable artistic conception. The real ninth grade in a master's mouth was related to Chu Nan, so Fei Ying couldn't help but be cautious.

Shi Xiaobai smiled naively, scratched his head and listened to Yun Lin's instructions. He was a little confused, but he still nodded and said: "Since I can help Brother Chu, I have nothing to say."

Shi Xiaobai held up the long sword that had lost its scabbard, and just made a starting move. As a result, his temperament immediately changed.

He is worthy of being the disciple of the best killer god in the world. Just one sword in his hand has a fierce murderous aura that is looked down upon by thousands of armies. Chu Nan can only sigh when he sees it. Shi Xiaobai is worthy of being praised by the master as the most dedicated person in the world, even in front of him.

He has no intention of showing any favor to his acquaintances.

Chu Nan borrowed a sword from the monks of Lingyin Temple and thought, since his strength is not enough, he should use his momentum.

Chu Nan shouted loudly and launched the offensive first and bravely.

Jiedao made a sharp arc, hitting a series of crackling explosions in the air, bringing out a cold wind, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to fly in the air with the wind. The yellow leaves, white light, and sand and dust all reflected together, as if in the air.

Tell the world how amazing this sword is.

But that yellow leaf, the sword was only three feet in front of Shi Xiaobai, and it was difficult to make any progress. Shi Xiaobai just swung the sword casually, but it seemed to burst the air, making a thunderous sound. It was different from the palace at the beginning.

During the martial arts performance, Mu Tie's half-toned energy leaked out. Even if Shi Xiaobai struck casually, the long sword was still accompanied by fierce sword energy.

So the flying yellow leaves were frozen in the air for an instant, and then they seemed to have been chopped tens of thousands of times in an instant, and suddenly turned into a ball of debris. The seemingly sharp ball of the sword was lightly touched by the long sword, like a winter day

A piece of thin ice that was hit with a hammer made a crisp sound, and then shattered into pieces with a crash.

Chu Nan drew the knife and retreated. With a slight tap of the middle finger of his left hand, a burst of energy flew towards Shi Xiaobai's face.

Shi Xiaobai had long lost his previous dullness, and with a calm expression, he waved his hand, and the energy turned into form.

Fei Ying was still staring closely at the sword, seemingly unaware of the outside world, but her energy was involved in the fierce fight between Chu Nan and Shi Xiaobai, and she was always paying attention to Shi Xiaobai's sword power.

Chu Nan's most proud point was that it had no effect at all. Knowing that the gap was huge, he silently turned his defense into an offense.

Shi Xiaobai jumped slightly, pointed the long sword faintly at Chu Nan's chest, and flew towards Chu Nan like a flying swallow. Before the long sword arrived, the sword energy had already stirred up, smashing the gravel and leaves on the ground into pieces.

Chu Nan felt a chill in his heart. The fierce sword energy was surging. Shi Xiaobai's figure in the air blocked the autumn sunshine. The overwhelming momentum surged forward, reminding Chu Nan of that great master's comparable sword.

Fei Ying exclaimed, and Chu Nan woke up instantly. Shi Xiaobai was not a great master, so he might not be able to block this sword!

Chu Nan lightly slashed at the blade of the long sword, trying to use skill to defeat the clumsy. Unexpectedly, before the sword touched the blade, it let out a mournful cry and was easily knocked away. Chu Nan watched as the sword approached.

, with a calm expression, he stretched out his right hand's fingers and tapped the sword a few times, then punched hard with his left hand to block the surging sword energy.

Then, several blood marks were cut on the fingers, blood mist filled the air, the sword trembled slightly, and its momentum was greatly reduced, but it was enough to stab Chu Nan through.

At this time, a long sword flew from the side. It looked slow but full of determination, and hit the blade before Shi Xiaobao's long sword stabbed Chu Nan.

Then, there was a loud sound in front of Chu Nan, and the flying sword energy condensed into a vortex and suddenly stirred up. Chu Nan was like a fallen leaf, falling lightly to the ground a few feet away.

Fei Ying was angered by Shi Xiaobai's fierce murderous intent. Although she knew she was outmatched, she still stubbornly stabbed Shi Xiaobai with her sword, vowing to kill him with the sword.

Shi Xiaobai was awakened by Fei Ying's desperate sword intent. He woke up from his mental state and wanted to explain something anxiously, but was forced to speak by Fei Ying and could only swing his sword to protect himself.

Yun Lin looked at Fei Ying's ruthless sword intent, and looked at the ground that was riddled with holes by the sword energy of the two with some distress. He clapped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, helped Chu Nan up, and sighed: "Just now

, you hesitated, you were afraid."

Chu Nan responded, spitting out the grass clippings in his mouth, and shouted into the distance: "Okay, Fei Ying, stop."

Fei Ying cut off half of Shi Xiaobai's nose sleeve with a sword. When she heard Chu Nan's cry, she pulled away and fell to Chu Nan's side. Looking at Chu Nan's embarrassed appearance, her expression became colder and colder.

Shi Xiaobai tore off half of his drooping sleeves, ran to Chu Nan, and said with shame: "Just now, the great monk said that I should use my full strength, otherwise it will have no effect on you, so,"

The five fingers of Chu Nan's right hand were dripping with blood, and his left hand was also bloody. The clothes on his chest were in rags, and he looked very miserable. He sighed, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. If you let go, then this method will be useless."

Already."

After saying that, Chu Nan turned back and pointed at his chest and said, "Idiot, I'm wearing a soft protective armor made by the royal family. I can't lose my life."

Feiying ignored it and held Chu Nan's bloody hands, tears appearing in her eyes for the first time.

How could the little thief who had always protected himself in the past become so vulnerable to injury? I remembered what the little thief said in my ear while taking advantage of me when I first went to Daliang Jingcheng: "You

"You are my Feiying, I will go crazy if you die." She finally couldn't help sobbing and said: "You are Feiying's Chu Nan, if Chu Nan dies, Feiying will go crazy." If you want to know what happened next,

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