Man from the Wild South

Chapter 13

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In the entire sky paved by Xiajin, the sky gradually changed from fiery orange to dark red, and then from dark red to dark purple, Shangguanjing set foot on the dirt road leading to Zhuwu.

She listened, walked, and subconsciously raised her eyelashes to look at the gurgling water in Jianjing. In the bamboo dock that was still some distance away from her, the man was accustomed to wearing a white shirt, squatting in the fenced field and busy, except for him. In addition, there are a few figures, weeding, loosening soil, tidying up vegetable gardens and medicine gardens.

She walked quickly, and when she stepped into the bamboo fence, several servants ran away again, leaving Feng Jin alone.

"Where are those people?" Wondering! She looked around.

"Who?" Feng Jin stood up calmly, brushing off the dust on his shirt with his sleeves down.

"The person who was helping here just now. I saw it."

"It's all done, so what are you staying for?"

"But… "

"You came back late." Feng Jin's voice was soft and she kept looking at her. "Are you hungry?"

He stepped closer to her, but Shangguan Jing took a small step back unsatisfactorily.

Seeing her move, Feng Jin's steps suddenly stopped, her face turned pale, and her face was hurt.

"No, I..." Well, what was she trying to say? Said that his face was too good-looking and too handsome. There used to be countless red marks to cover up his true face. She had been looking at it for a long time, and she was used to it. Suddenly, she changed to a white jade-like face with flying phoenix eyes and deep eyes. , so that she dare not look at it for a long time, if she looks too deeply, she will faint.

However, seeing him standing there with his sleeves down and lonely was definitely not what she wanted to see.

She took two big steps to come to him, overdoing it, and she was so aggressive that she almost stepped on Zhong Fengjin's foot.

Feng Jin was stunned, her eyes didn't blink for a moment, and when she saw the sweat on her forehead, her eyebrows couldn't help but relax.

"I'm hungry!" she snapped. "I-I'll come back and have dinner with you!" He shouted too loudly, as if he was looking for someone to quarrel. Her cheeks were hot, and she wanted to explain, but her hands were already pulled.

"I'm also waiting for you to have a meal together." He smiled, his Qing Yu look swept away, and the movement of shaking her arm was a little childish, like her coquetry.

"Well." She was pulled away, passively following his footsteps. His long hair is fluttering, and even his back is so elegant and beautiful. "Feng Jin... I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not trying to hide from you... "

He looked sideways. "Huh?" Wait for her to continue down.

Shangguan Jing took a deep breath and smiled helplessly, "I'm just not used to it."

"Not used to what?" His chest tightened.

"You look so good-looking, I can't stand it..." He sighed with his neck down.

It's said that sister loves pretty, but this one he caught... actually "dislikes" him, who looks like a crown jewel now

Feng Jin has never stayed in front of the mirror for so long.

This mirror-connected dressing table was only placed in the Xuan room, which was the wedding room of the two, after he got married, but his wife was used to wearing her hair without makeup. At this time, he took a self-portrait in the mirror. He looked left and right, up and down, speechless, speechless, it was not his voluntary choice to grow up like this, why did he despise him

Shangguanjing stepped into the small hall, opened the wooden bead curtain and walked into the room, and what he saw was exactly this "beautiful picture of sadness in the mirror".

Alas, she just told the truth and didn't mean to hurt him.

How could he know that he was acting weird all night. She swallowed two big bowls of rice for the meal prepared by the maid, but he didn't even finish half of it. Why don't you teach people to worry

"Today, a mother-in-law gave me sweet rice cakes and wrapped them in banana leaves for me to bring back. I made some herbal tea with Zhu Yu. Would you like to eat some?"

She put the tray on the table and turned her eyes away from him. The eyes of the two met in the polished bronze mirror, and the man suddenly turned his face away, his blue silk scattered, as if she was afraid that she would not be used to it again.

The breath really got longer and longer. Shangguanjing simply walked over and stood behind him.

Both of them had taken a bath at this time, put on white and comfortable clothes, and their long hair was loose. Shangguan Jing did not comb his own hair, but took out the fine-toothed flat comb stored in the small grid of the dressing table, and put her husband's head together. Like a cloud of hair, comb it at once.

Those phoenix eyes were a little restless, slid and drifted, and finally looked at her directly from the bronze mirror.

When combing her hair, her fingers would occasionally touch his ears and neck, his skin was warm and hot, and her heartbeat quickened.

Well, it's time to say something. She blushed and pursed her lips and said, "The village has been training with a group recently. I want to join. I know martial arts. A few sets of melee fighting and grappling techniques just come in handy. I want to teach everyone to practice. What do you think? how?"

The wife's negotiating tone made Feng Jin's facial features live and recovered a little bit of anger.

"It's fine if you don't feel tired." Those villagers knew that she lived in his bamboo dock, and they were still willing to associate with her, which showed that she was very popular and could still survive under the "shelter" of the magic star.

Shangguan Jing smiled slightly, put down the comb, and tugged at his sleeve.

Feng Jin followed her will and got up and came to the table. As soon as he sat down, his pupils lit up, and he snorted coldly at the plate of banana leaf sweet rice cakes. Okay, have you gotten to the bottom of it

"Would you like some rice cakes? You don't eat much for dinner!" She helped him make arrangements, and also put herbal tea to cool off the heat and reduce anger. "It's delicious. That old woman is really good at craftsmanship. I helped her push back the food she bought. She told me a lot of things and even invited me to drink tea and eat cakes."

"When you went to her house, who else did you see?" He asked lightly, as if chatting after her words, while holding sweet rice cakes and delivering them to his mouth. Chew, then nod to show that it is delicious.

"Mother-in-law said she has a lot of family, a big family, but I didn't see anyone." She frowned in confusion, and then her brows relaxed, and her tone was slightly raised: "But mother-in-law told me about the 'Diao family'. thing."

The hand holding a cup of tea paused. "Really?" He pursed his lips slightly. "What did her old man say?"

"Mother-in-law said that it is actually a legend, and the local people have heard it more or less. It is said that in ancient times, the mang forests in the Nanman area were guarded by fire phoenixes. A family' is the descendant of Huofeng and that girl. Each generation of Diao's descendants will always have several superpowers, strong or weak, after practice, the strongest one will become the 'phoenix master' of that generation, According to clan rules, the 'Phoenix Lord' has the responsibility to protect the local people... Have you never heard of these things? "

"Hmm..." He slowly drank the herbal tea. "If you don't tell me, who will tell me this?"

Shangguan Jing's heart twitched, and it hurt again. Also... The villagers don't come to get close to him, who can he talk nonsense with? Where do you want to hear these legendary things

"I'm sorry..." She bowed her head.

Why apologize to him? Do you think it makes him uncomfortable? Feng Jin raised her eyebrows secretly, her heart bursting with laughter, while breathing and breathing, a warm heat was entrenched in her chest all the time.

His hand slipped over, covered her hand on the table, rubbed her fingers as if seeking comfort, and said quietly: "You say, I love to hear it, tell me, that well-informed old woman also said something What? Did she see your black iron token?"

Shangguan Jing shook his head.

"I didn't show my mother-in-law the token, but she saw the Yufeng sword that my master gave me. My mother-in-law said that the pattern on the persimmon of Yufengjian should have something to do with the 'Diao Clan', maybe it's a curse Wen, that is a very old, very ancient picture and word, if it is cast by an ability person, the spell can last for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years..."

Eighty percent of them were "trained" by him. As soon as he touched her hand, she naturally turned her palms upwards and lightly buckled with his slender five fingers.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing her lightly pursing her lips, he asked coaxingly.

"...I'm thinking... Both the Yufeng Sword and the Black Iron Token belong to the Master, and the patterns on the top are so similar. If it is really an ancient pattern, then, that Master must have something to do with the 'Diao Clan', she Do you want me to bring the black iron token to Nanman to find the rumored "Phoenix Lord"?"

He frowned, his long eyelashes half-covered. "maybe."

At the end of the conversation, although I couldn't come to a conclusion, there was someone who could listen to her confide these things in her heart. Shangguan Jing felt a lot more calm, or the doubts that were buried deeper and deeper were slowly dug up by talking, even if there was still no solution in front of her. , but could finally take a breath.

After tidying up the table, she brought the water and washing utensils that her maid had prepared long ago to serve Feng Jin. At this moment, she felt like a wife, as if he would always be so close to her and let her serve her like this.

"If you find that 'Phoenix Lord' and fulfill your master's wish, you will leave Nanman, right?"

Shangguan Jingcai took out the used water and poured it out. As soon as he entered the room, he heard her husband ask a very depressed question.

No wonder, he has been silent for a long time, his eyebrows are lowered, and he does not know what to think. For the sake of coming and going, he is actually troubled by this matter

He sat beside the lamp, the light of the candle was beating on his white cheeks, and the hair that had been combed was messed up again for some reason, as if he was annoyed by something.

Why are you getting more childish? sigh. She walked towards him.

She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes suddenly turned round when she saw something strange.

"Feng Jin, your neck... and behind your ears!" Those red marks that subsided appeared again! It's not too obvious, but it's already bright and lustrous, and it slowly spreads to the white part.

He smiled lightly, and it was that miserable smell again, which seemed to have been expected long ago.

"How could this be?! Why did you suddenly lead him like this?" She dragged him to sit on the couch, anxious, and ripped off his shirt with a "snap" - as expected, light red marks appeared on both shoulders and chest. Wild fire, in spring!

"So, I have to marry a lady and tie her by my side for the rest of my life. The evil disease on my body can't be eliminated once, twice, three times..." With stubbornness, it looks pitifully contradictory. "I've calculated it, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, yesterday and today... It's been three or four days since the two of us got together. I think this should be the maximum deadline. If you don't do it for a few days, the red marks will slowly come out and reply slowly. It looked like…”

speechless.

Shangguan Jing stared at the handsome picture that was about to be swallowed up by the red marks.

He is like this... How can he leave her

She breathed heavily, her eyes were watery, and she stared at him hard.

When something pushed her throat, she endured it again and again, and couldn't help it, so she could only shove it out!

"Who said we didn't do it today? I'm going to be good to you, and it's going to be... for a long, long time!"

She knocked him down!

The people who practice martial arts are really extraordinary. They are fast, ruthless and accurate, and they are all-in-one, and they can be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

With a savage rage in her heart, she crouched on top of him, and with her instinct and the experience she had pondered over the past few times, she tried her best to create a storm on that thin but lean male body.

Tonight, the man under him was extremely cooperative.

And she seemed to be a little angry, angry that he always made her heartache, a few times he failed to restrain himself, he put down his hands, he frowned, and groaned, tightly grasping her waist, turning the pain into wild fire, burning her into her in vivo.

Where are they "good"? It's called "mutual abuse".

The abuse hurts each other, but they feel that the mouth is full of honey, which is really bad... Shangguan Jing faintly bit the man's lower lip and smiled faintly.

There was a slightly longer scar on her pretty sturdy left upper arm, like a scar from a sharp sword.

Fighting.

She once fought with her sister and brother on Yuling Peak... Was it the injury left at that time

Rubbing his fingertips back and forth on the scar, he pressed his lips together to peck out countless kisses, sucking in the seductive scent of his wife's sweaty body after she was in love.

The soft body in her arms twisted, her eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to be awakened by him. He smiled slightly, waved his arm slightly, and drew a small enchantment of Shen Ning to lure her to rest again.

She snorted softly, her face turned away, she fell asleep, and the black iron token on her chest emitted a flowing rhinoceros light in the barrier, corresponding to the calmness in the barrier, asking her to sleep well.

Feng Jin buried her head between his wife's breasts and took a deep breath before pulling the quilt to cover the spring light.

He got up and stayed on the bed, put on his shirt at will, walked out of the bamboo dock, and walked straight into the yellow bamboo forest.

"How's the group training going?" Feng Jin turned sideways and raised his head slightly. After being nourished by his wife, his handsome face was white and translucent, almost reflecting the moonlight falling from the bamboo leaves.

It took Yan Ying more effort than ever to suppress the constant chills... It seems that since the master became a relative and took the "medicine", the demonic aura... Uh, it's an ability, it has become purer , more powerful, if one day he will show his power, that scene... He, he can't imagine it at all.