Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Rectification of name and revival of name

The red sandalwood worship box flew far away, and the human head in the box also rolled to the ground. Tudi—— Yi Feng's slender body swept up like lightning, like an arrow off the string, flew obliquely for a foot, and the palm of his hand swiftly grabbed the wooden box head that had fallen to the ground. Fluttering down to the original place again, gently put the head in the prayer box on the ground. When he was enraged just now, although he had already thrown the head, but after a second thought, he felt that he should not be so cruel to a dead person. Ling Lin's eyes moved, and she sighed softly. The young Zhong Jing's expressionless face There also seemed to be a flash of surprise at Yifeng's martial arts.

Yi Feng sneered and said: "So you are Xiao Wu's disciple." Zhong Jing calmly said: "Exactly, if you don't order, the disciple will leave." At Yifeng's Jianmei Pavilion, he raised his head to the sky and laughed, and said loudly: "If you are the disciple of this villain, but you dare not leave, you are very courageous." There was a sudden pause in the laughter, and a layer of evil spirit gradually appeared on the face, and he said sharply: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The young Zhong Jing sneered and said: "When the two countries are at war, if you don't kill the envoy, this disciple knows that Master Lu has absolutely no intention of doing harm."

He paused and said again: "What's more, even if Daxia Lu really has the intention of doing harm, the disciple doesn't seem to be afraid!" Yi Feng's face turned cold, and he sternly said: "Where there is a teacher, there must be a disciple. Leaving you alive is also harmful. Why can't I kill you!" Amidst the stern voice, he raised his palm, and slapped the boy Zhong Jing in the face with a "shua"! Ling Lin took a secret look, and saw that this palm was about to strike the bridge of the young man's nose. The young man stared wide-eyed, but he still didn't dodge it, and his face was still expressionless, as if the palm was not right. Like hitting him.

I don't know-- Yi Feng's palm suddenly paused, abruptly staying in front of the young man. Ling Lin secretly sighed again, but Yi Feng said coldly: "Why don't you refuse?" Zhong Jing raised her eyebrows again, and said slowly: "Whether Lu Daxia is friends or enemies with his family teacher, but at this moment the family teacher is still discussing friendship with Lu Daxia on the same level, and the disciple dare not make the same mistake!" Yi Feng turned his gaze, and his complexion immediately softened. He sighed bitterly, withdrew his palm, and said in a harmonious voice:

"You are young and have a promising future. Why is there no distinction between good and evil? Don't you know whether Xiao Wu's actions are good or evil?" Zhong Jing lowered her head and stared blankly at the stone steps. After a long silence, Fang Zi said slowly: "In the past, Yu Rang's tattoo swallowed charcoal, so there was no distinction between good and evil. It was just to repay the kindness of his confidant. Both his disciple's parents died, and he was lonely all his life. Fortunately, he was taken in by his family teacher. This kindness and virtue are as high as the sky and deep as the sea. It is a tattoo that swallows charcoal, and it is difficult to repay its kindness."

He paused, and said proudly: "Although this disciple admires Daxia Lu very much, and although this disciple dares not offend Daxia Lu, if Daxia Lu insults his master again, this disciple will not dare to offend Daxia Lu." Yi Feng's eyes sank, he stared blankly at the young man, then sighed again, waved his hand and said: "Go, go!" The young man Zhong Jing bowed respectfully, turned his head slowly, and strode forward. His expressionless face had now become unspeakably distorted. Yi Feng watched his back disappear into the depths of the forest, Fang Zi sighed: "Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu, such an evil devil, would have such a good apprentice."

Ling Lin also sighed softly: "Just now I was afraid that you would kill him." Yi Feng lowered his eyes, but heard her say again: "But I thought at the time, you wouldn't be that kind of person, and later..." She lowered her eyes slowly: "Later, you really didn't disappoint me." Yi Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart, turned his head slowly, and saw that Ling Lin had already walked in front of him, gently picked up the severed finger from the old man's body, stared blankly for a long while, gently With a long sigh, he tore off another skirt, wrapped it up carefully, raised his head suddenly, looked straight at Yi Feng, and said softly:

"This... I put it away for you." Yi Feng raised his head slowly, but lowered his head slowly, he didn't know what to say. But I heard Ling Lin say again: "I have something to give you too." Looking up, Yi Feng saw that she was slowly stretching out her jade palm, and in her palm was an ivory plaque with three hearts delicately carved on it. Yi Feng secretly sighed in his heart, but he felt thousands of feelings rushing to his heart at the same time, but he couldn't tell whether it was sadness?Is it worry?Is it hate?He forced a smile, shook his head and said:

"Lin'er, this—you'd better put it away yourself." Ling Lin showed a picture: "why?" Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, forced a smile and said: "If you give other people things indiscriminately, your mother will scold you." Ling Lin's spring-like palm was still stretched out straight in front of Yi Feng: "My master gave it to me. How could my mother scold me?" She glanced at her: "You are wandering in the rivers and lakes. With this brand, it may be useful. Look, there is a mark of 'Three Hearts God' on it. Why don't you want it? It's..."

She spoke softly, and there seemed to be an indescribable melancholy in her voice, as if she didn't know how afraid Yi Feng would reject her. Yi Feng was dumbfounded again, and finally stretched out his hand slowly, took the jade tablet, and smiled reluctantly: "Lin'er must give it to me, why would I not want it?" Ling Lin raised her eyebrows: "It's fine if you want it—hey, let me ask you, why did you suddenly call me Lin'er—but Lin'er sounds nice too, Yi Feng, don't you think so?" Yi Feng frowned suddenly! "But don't call me Yi Feng again."

Ling Linfang's raised eyebrows suddenly frown again at this moment, and asked in a panicked voice: "Why, why... you don't like me calling your name, do you?" Yi Feng looked up, and saw that her delicate and innocent face was full of sorrow and anxiety at the moment, and it seemed as if she was about to shed tears in a pair of bright autumn waves. For a moment, he only felt that his emotions and thoughts were in a state of confusion, and he sighed secretly, but still forced a smile in his mouth and said: "It's nothing, but——I won't use the name Yifeng anymore, you... you'd better call me Nan Ren." So the innocent and pure Ling Lin immediately became joyful again, a gleam of joy could not help showing on her delicate face, she blinked her bright eyes quietly, and said softly: "Nanren...Nanren, what a resounding name it is!" She thought to herself, "I know this name will definitely shake the martial arts world!"