Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Early the next morning, Lin Feilu went to Lu's house full of energy to watch the fun.

This Lu family is also a long-standing martial arts family. It has stood on the rivers and lakes for many years and has a high reputation. Otherwise, Jimo Wu would not have entrusted the swordsmanship to them.

It's just that the head of the Lu family who entrusted his last words back then has passed away. People are unpredictable. Generation after generation, with peerless swordsmanship, it is normal for people to have different hearts.

Since the news leaked, the Lu family knew that something was wrong. The common man is innocent, and he is guilty of his sin. All corners of the world have been staring at them because of the Jimo swordsmanship. It is only because of the restraint of all parties that they did not fight for it. Now that something like this happens, Jianpu will definitely not be able to keep it.

For some time now, they have been looking for a reasonable solution to the 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 field of vision. She took out half of the melon seeds and gave Yan Xin half of them, and asked, "What do you think the Lu family should do this time to quell the public anger?"

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

Lin Feilu asked again, "Who should I give it to?"

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

How many people are really angry because the Lu family violated the last words of the heroes of Jimo?

But he just wanted to take that peerless sword manual as his own.

Lin Feilu couldn't help but sigh when he recalled the chivalrous Jimo hero that Yan Xin had described in a few words yesterday. After sighing, seeing that Yan Xin was still holding the handful of melon seeds, she asked, "Sister Yan Xin, don't you like eating melon seeds?"

Yan Xin said: "I like it, but..."

She's not embarrassed to eat in public. She didn't have any psychological burden when she ate cotton candy in the street last night. It's just that the sound of nibbling melon seeds was too loud, and all the people present were martial arts practitioners, and their ears were excellent. Just now Lin Feilu was knocking beside him, which attracted several angry gazes.

On such a serious occasion, is it appropriate for you to eat melon seeds with peace of mind? !

It's just that Lin Feilu is not a person in the arena. As a character on the hero list, she still needs to restrain herself.

Lin Feilu nodded clearly and understood her hero's burden: "Then I'll take it. If you want to fight someone later, you can't use melon seeds as a hidden weapon."

Yan Xin was amused by her, and was about to return it to her when Lin Ting stretched out his hand and said warmly, "Give it to me."

Yan Xin thought that he was going to knock, and without thinking much, she put all the melon seeds in his hand into his palm.

His fingers are very long and white at the roots, and at first glance they are not hands that dance with knives and guns. But her palm was bigger than hers, and when the melon seeds she held in his hand were placed in his hand, it looked like only a handful.

Lin Feilu was very curious about this arena, so Yan Xin pointed out to her the masters she knew at the scene.

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

She turned her head and saw Lin Ting wrap the peeled kernels in a clean blue handkerchief and hand them over.

The plump and crispy jade-colored sunflower seeds lay on the handkerchief in his palm, and the four corners of the handkerchief hung down and fluttered slightly in the wind.

He said warmly, "Eat it."

The spring sun had just emerged from the clouds, and there seemed to be a thousand miles of clear sky in his eyes, clear and warm.

Yan Xin began to feel the heat in her ears again, she silently took it, looked at his fingers and said, "Thank you."

Lin Ting smiled: "You're welcome."

The sun gradually shrouded this crowded training ground, and after standing for a long time, many people felt restless in their hearts, and the surroundings gradually began to be restless.

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

A middle-aged man with a moustache and a tiger beard walked out.

Yan Xin tilted her head and said in a low voice, "This is the current head of the Lu family."

As soon as the Patriarch of the Lu family appeared, the surrounding people immediately became angry, and they all scolded the Lu family for treachery and despicableness.

Patriarch Lu didn't retort, let them scold, his eyes swept over the people present, and when the voice gradually faded, he said: "Everyone, Lu knows what you are talking about today. This is indeed Lu's affair. A certain godson has no way to live up to the trust of the heroes of Jimo. Lu is deeply ashamed and has severely punished the dog. However, you should also know that the dog has only learned the first style of the Jimo swordsmanship, and will never use this trick again in this life. Today , Lu Mou then handed over the Jimo swordsmanship to others in front of everyone."

There was a commotion underneath.

The Lu family was so refreshing, the speeches everyone prepared earlier were useless.

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

All of them are well-known and decent people with names and surnames on the rivers and lakes, and everyone feels that they are the best candidates to take over the Jimo swordsmanship again. There were long-winded discussions, and there were also those who said that they would win or lose in martial arts, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

Lin Feilu looked at it and suddenly felt nothing interesting.

What's the difference between this and a fight for the throne?

They are all greedy for profit, and they fight for the only thing.

She turned to look at Lin Ting, wondering if it was because of the sunlight, his face was a little pale, his thick eyelashes were drawn down, and he didn't know where he was looking.

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

He seems to be distracted, always with gentle eyebrows

Wrinkled lightly, no smile of the past.

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

She pinched her fingers, leaned over and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

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

His face and lips were pale, and he didn't look very good.

Yan Xin frowned.

She turned around, fished back with her right hand, pulled out the broad knife she was carrying behind her back, and threw it forward with no expression on her face.

Across such a long distance, the broad knife pierced through the wind like a sharp arrow and slammed into the door behind Patriarch Lu.

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

No one knows a thousand-bladed broadsword, and no one knows the mind of Wu Chi Yan.

The audience focused their attention, and Lin Feilu, who was eating melon seeds, silently put down his hand.

What are you doing, lady? ! You don't have to be so blatant if you want to grab the sword score!

Someone couldn't help but asked: "Miss Yanxin, what is the meaning of this?"

Yan Xin said, "You guys are too noisy." She looked at Patriarch Lu, and her voice with a girlish tone was very calm: "Since Patriarch Lu has made a decision, why watch the seniors arguing, why don't you just say you directly. The person who intends to deliver it."

Hearing what she said, all eyes on the scene shifted to Patriarch Lu again.

As soon as they heard that Jimo Sword Art was going to change hands, they couldn't wait to fight for it, but they didn't realize the meaning of the Lu family's patriarch for a while. At this moment, Yan Xin woke up and looked at the head of the Lu family anxiously.

But seeing Lu Patriarch smiled, he clenched his fist towards Yan Xin from a distance.

Then he said loudly: "The Lu family has been entrusted with the legacy of Jimo heroes for many years, and today, under the witness of the entire river and lake, they handed over the Jimo swordsmanship to Ji Liang, and from now on, the Lu family and Jimo will be together. There is no longer anything to do with swordsmanship."

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Ji Liang? !

He is not dead? Not hiding?

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

The door behind Patriarch Lu slowly opened, and a tall, thin and lonely figure walked out.

When he reached the door, he pulled out the wide knife stuck in the door effortlessly, and then threw it again.

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

Yan Xin saluted him with a fist, "Thank you, Senior Ji."

As soon as Ji Liang appeared, the major families and sects that were still vying for the destination of Jianpu all withered.

The number one swordsman in the world is not a false name. There are countless people who have been defeated on Cangsong Mountain. Ji Liang's reputation as the number one swordsman in the world is not given by Jianghu, but by his sword and sword.

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

Ji Liang took it and tucked it into his arms.

No one dared to grab anything from Ji Liang's hands, but this swordsmanship was too tempting, and several big families from the old school gave each other a wink, and someone stood up and said: "My generation has always admired Ji Daxia's style, but this swordsmanship is a It was entrusted by Hero Jimo on his deathbed, and even the Lu family has no right to transfer it at will. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to leave it to Hero Yuji like this?"

The surroundings were instantly engulfed.

However, some people who really ask for explanation and care about the hero's legacy agree very much: "Senior Ji's swordsmanship is superb and his own style. Now that his martial arts has reached a state of perfection, he is the most unlikely person in the world to practice Jimo swordsmanship. , is indeed a good strategy.”

The two factions have their own opinions and have something to say, and the scene suddenly began to argue again.

Until Ji Liang made a random move, he threw out a few blood-stained tokens.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was the token of the masters of the Thirteenth Village of Chixiao.

Only then did Patriarch Lu open his mouth excitedly: "Master Jimo's last words, whoever destroys Chixiao Shisanzhai's sword manual will belong to whoever. A few days ago, Ji Daxia took the life of the leader of Wuzhai with his own strength, which is half of it! Now the sword The spectrum must change hands, apart from Ji Daxia, who else is more qualified than him!"

Your famous sect has encircled and suppressed the thirteen villages several times over the years, killing cats and dogs, and not even hurting the owner of the village.

Now that Ji Liang has killed the five major village masters with just one person, what qualifications do you have to compete with others? !

Those who came for Jianpu looked at these tokens, and then looked at Ji Liang's frosty face, and knew that this matter was hopeless.

And those with crooked ideas didn't have the courage to grab something from Ji Liang, so they stopped thinking about it.

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

However, Ji Liang's appearance broke the previous rumors.

Not only did he live well, but he also made great progress in martial arts. He was able to single-handedly take the lives of the five great village masters. Even if he had this ability, he wouldn't dare to easily become an enemy of Thirteen Villages. You wouldn't know what happened to Jimo Wu back then.

However, Ji Liang has no wife and no children, and is alone. Even if he has a grudge with the Thirteen Villages, there seems to be nothing to fear.

There was a lot of discussion in the rivers and lakes for a while.

Lin Feilu has been stunned since Ji Liang appeared on the stage.

Ji Liang is really a pretty little Uncle Ji!

She was a little excited and had some inexplicable emotions. I wanted to say hello, but I thought that Ji Daxia would probably ignore 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 didn't do anything about it.

Fa explained to Lin Ting how he knew the number one swordsman in the world, but he could only hold back the surging emotions in his heart and go back to the government office first.

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

Yan Xin waited for him to leave before asking Lin Feilu, "Has His Royal Highness King Qi been injured?"

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

Yan Xin frowned: "What poison? Who gave it?"

Lin Feilu said, "It's windglass grass..."

She didn't finish her sentence, she just smiled apologetically.

Yan Xin thought that the matter involved royal secrets, so she didn't ask any more questions, but said seriously: "There is a natural medicinal spring on top of Qinshan, which is very effective for healing and detoxification. If you have nothing else to do next, you can come back to the mountain with me."

Lin Feilu immediately became happy: "Okay! I heard that Qinshan is beautiful, and I just went to see it!"

Yan Xin went down the mountain this time to find someone to learn from and refine the sword technique. But there are priorities. Since Lin Ting is not in good health, the top priority is to treat him.

As soon as several people summed up, they decided to set off tomorrow for Qinshan.

Lin Feilu didn't expect to encounter such an opportunity in this trip. The medicine spring is within the Qianren sect, and it is difficult for outsiders to join the sect, let alone use the medicine spring inside. If it wasn't for Yan Xin, Lin Ting's illness would probably have dragged on.

Kind people are indeed rewarded!

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

The liveliness of Jinling City continued until very late and gradually quieted down. She rolled over in her sleep and suddenly felt a chill.

No, it's not cold intent, it's a shuddering sword intent. Lin Feilu suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he gasped sharply.

Just as she was gasping for breath, the sword intent that wrapped her suddenly disappeared.

Through the dim moonlight outside the window, Lin Feilu saw a person sitting in the house. If it weren't for the familiar sword intent, she would have screamed.

Although, Master Ji, your way of waking people up is too unusual!

Lin Feilu shivered and got up from the bed, squeezed out a smile: "Ji...Uncle Ji..." Ji Liang stood up in the dark, he stood there, took something out of his arms, and said nothing tossed on the bed.

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

After seeing what he threw, the whole person shuddered.

Lin Feilu wanted to cry but had no tears: "Uncle Ji, what are you doing for me? Do you want me to be hunted down by all the rivers and lakes?"

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

Lin Feilu asked tentatively, "Do you want me to keep it for you?"

Ji Liang: "No, it's for you."

Lin Feilu: "..."

She looked at the words "Jimo Sword Art" in the book and took a deep breath.

The peerless swordsmanship that all the rivers and lakes are fighting for, is it so easy to fall into your own hands? ? ?

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

Could it be that Ji Daxia saw that his skeleton was a rare martial arts prodigy?

Ji Liang looked at her and didn't speak for a while, as if her mood was very complicated. Lin Feilu waited until he fell asleep again when he heard his very indifferent voice.

He said, "That kid gave you a birthday present."

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