Shen Yiren never associated this person with Ming Feizhen, who has been hanging around all the time.
It's funny to say. The first disciple of the dignified Luoshan Mountain, the next head of the three major martial arts factions, how could he come to be a small catcher by his side. Being beaten or scolded by yourself all day long
At the moment when she heard about this, she turned her head and walked away—Ming was not real, she was just here to play by her side. Just like those peerless masters who like to pretend to be ghosts she has seen. When he's overwhelmed with his addiction to being an expert in this world, he will disappear without knowing it, and not a word will be left behind - this idea filled her head.
In my heart, I felt like I had touched a table of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
She ran away, not knowing what to do with herself.
She felt like a fool.
I thought I had met a person who could understand me, but what he said, I didn't know which sentence was true.
I thought I had found a partner who could go with me, but I didn't even know who he was.
When Ming Feizhen found her in a panic, what could she say to him
Do you want to scold him and beat him, just like before, with the same attitude towards your companions
Do you want to whine and let him stay and continue to be a catcher
Or tell him how he feels, and continue to expose his weaknesses to him
She couldn't do it.
Based on what Ming Feizhen did in the past, even though he concealed a lot of things, Shen Yiren could not directly identify him as a conspiracy.
Although he didn't want to admit it, in Shen Yiren's mind, Ming Fei was not a despicable person.
To put it more bluntly, she didn't hate him.
Therefore, Shen Yicai had such a suffocated mood, and it became extremely difficult to even speak.
She could only say a few innocuous words to him, and if she was a good subordinate, she would explain it.
This matter dissipated in the ashes that burned like a fire. Pretend that the violent fluctuation never existed after burning.
So finally, when Ming Feizhen gushed about his medical skills and knowledge from Daluo Mountain, as if to boast about his identity and existence that he had concealed for a long time, and when he wanted to further inquire into the secrets of Shen Yiren's heart, Shen Yiren suddenly felt An overwhelming resentment that could not be suppressed.
It was in this situation that Shen Yicai couldn't control his emotions. Let your emotions fluctuate and let your emotions be unremarkable.
She had already heard about Ming Feizhen and Yu Feiyuan, but she couldn't help but want to hurt people knowing the facts.
She clearly knew how good Tang Ye's relationship was with him.
She clearly knew that Tang Ye had an accident, and whether or not he made a mistake in planning, he would never feel better.
However, Shen Yiren still chose to use this matter to shut him up.
Perhaps it was this way of stinging Mingfei's heart that would make her feel like a vengeance for a moment.
She succeeded.
All that's left is the emptiness and regret that pervade the dim light.
She still remembered clearly how dark Ming Feizhen's eyes were when he left.
How bright his eyes were when he admitted him today, and how disappointed he was when he left just now.
To be my good subordinate, would it be such a happy thing for you
Shen Yiren murmured.
"Am I willing to admit you... will you stay..."
In this sleepless night, Shen Yiren never spoke again.
Chapter 39 The Beginning of Spirit Refinement by Blood Splashes (Part 1)
Turning around, when the sun was rising, Steward Luo's hurried footsteps were the first to break the tranquility of the courtyard.
This old housekeeper has always been respectful and polite, and he would not be so hurried for something that is not a big deal. And now he is running all the way.
The news came very suddenly, but it had to be delivered immediately. Guizang Island is not small, the two places are far apart, and it is really difficult for this old butler who is very old and has little knowledge of martial arts.
When the old housekeeper arrived outside the small courtyard, he could not even take a picture of the door, so he shouted.
"Everyone, it's time to go!"
"What you've been waiting for for a long time is this sentence, has it finally arrived?"
The eyes of the heroes who had been waiting for a long time in the hall suddenly lit up, filling the atmosphere with eagerness to try.
The emperor, who had been waiting for a long time in the middle, said: "Then, gentlemen."
""exist! ""
The housekeeper knew that they had something to say, so he walked out of the courtyard with interest and waited quietly in the distance.
Dugu took the lead and said: "My servant cannot serve you for three days, and I feel very uneasy. Please take care of yourselves."
"It's nothing. I will try to stay by the Lord Luo Zhuang's side. With this Heavenly Sword by my side, who in the world can hurt me?"
Then face the six warriors who are about to set off in the hall.
"Six gentlemen."
As if to remember the voices and smiles of the six warriors, the emperor nodded slightly as he watched—if it wasn't for the bandage under his neck restricting his movement, he could have done better—and spoke earnestly.
"The six noble families, this battle is not about personal interests, but for the family and the country. All the lords go all out to step on the Huangquan. If there are those who sacrifice their lives and forget their righteousness, your family is small, and it is my family. Your parents, It is my family. Your treasure is my treasure. Everyone, go!"
"""Your Majesty, you should go by yourself!"""
The emperor coughed, stabbed his neck and said, "Just kidding to liven up the atmosphere. I should have put on my armor today, but unfortunately something happened suddenly..." Then he glared at Ming Feizhen, Ming Feizhen looked up at the sky, As if it was none of his business.
"I can't go there in person. This trip will inevitably be accompanied by countless dangers, so be careful. If there is a crisis that cannot be resolved with force, try to outwit it more, and you don't need to face it all the time. You are all pillars of the country, and whoever is missing is my greatness. Losses. If the enemy is too strong, let's think of other ways and don't take risks."
Saying that, he said to Shen Yiren, "Yiren, don't be careful, try your best to let these stinky men go, you have to protect yourself."
"Yes!"
Shen Yiren was wearing a pink samurai uniform today, with a neat ponytail and what was more different from usual is that she put on a longevity makeup. After applying the rouge powder thinly, the skin that was originally white and almost transparent, was now so delicate that it seemed like it was about to drip out of water when you pinch it, and there were red dots of cinnabar between the eyebrows, and it became more and more heroic. The sharp-edged eyes are exposed, and they are more aggressive than usual.
"Wei Chen did everything he could and vowed to win a victory for the emperor!"
The emperor saw that she was extraordinarily imposing today, but he didn't feel happy at all. Silently staring at her different from the usual, increasingly delicate makeup, said nothing, just sighed secretly, and glared at Ming Feizhen before saying.
"Anyway, be careful. Don't burn yourself out."