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Chapter 4 Happy practice, the rain is coming(2/2)

Although the disciples were happy now, Jiang Lin could not play with him.

So he set his sights on this stupid junior sister Yun Ying. After all, it's like playing cards and chess. People who play are not too slow and those who watch are going to be angry to death.

"My little Yunying baby, your brother Jiang is here again!"

I did three games in total, and there was only one venue, but I had always had stupid things. People with fast comprehensions said they didn’t play with stupid things.

Yunying held the club and aimed at the ball in front. The flesh on her face pouted out because of the force, and her eyes were also ridiculously big.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh every time he saw it. The lyrics were sincere and he didn't deceive me. "The eyes were as bright as copper bells..."

"Little Yunyun, your eyes are crooked, obviously the angles are wrong. Oh, I have never seen such a stupid disciple before, look at them."

Before the Jianglin people arrived, the voice had already been heard.

Yunying cannot have an attack, after all, she is always incompetent, but it is better than not even being able to hit the ball.

If the elder brother hadn't said that this person was a distinguished guest of Jiange, he would have been violently exported according to his temper.

"Yes, yes, you are a guest, you're right."

Yunying smiled on her face, but muttered again: "Why is this person so annoying?"

"No more fighting." Yun Ying threw away the club angrily and was about to leave.

Jiang Lin looked at the departure of Yunying and sighed at Jun Wuyi: "Look at the young people nowadays, they are so impatient. How could they be immortal cultivators in the past year? They can read the machine in peace."

You listened to Jiang Lindi's dialect and thought carefully.

Although Brother Jiang is not very polite, what he says is still very reasonable.

Jiange Tingyuxuan.

The rain in the quiet courtyard brings coolness, and the clothes are moist and fragrant.

A young man in gorgeous clothes sat opposite Feng Qingyang.

"The Third Prince, I haven't seen you for a long time and you're fine." Feng Qingyang said, signaling his disciples beside him to serve tea.

"The style of the old man is still the same. I will greet you on behalf of my father."

The third prince Wei Jing raised his glass and drank the tea in the cup, and Feng Qingyang also savored it carefully.

Wei Jing spoke quickly, and continued, "This time my father sent me to the northern border. First, to bring me closer to Ye Gucheng, the lord of Qianren City, to prepare for the future attack on the Northern Wei Dynasty. Second, Yi Feng, the elder of the sword holding sword at the Sword Pavilion, was originally a royal envoy, but he left Beijing without authorization. What should Mr. Feng explain?"

Feng Qingyang did not answer the conversation immediately, and took a sip of tea himself.

Wei Jing stared at Feng Qingyang's face, trying to read something from his expression.

Feng Qingyang felt offended, and the always restrained sword intent burst out from his eyes. Wei Jing was shocked and half of the tea in the cup fell.

There was also a voice of inquiry outside the house: "The Third Prince, is there anything wrong?"

The third prince calmed down and did not answer. Feng Qingyang heard that the people outside were full of internal breath and must be no less than him.

Although there are many masters in Kyoto, there is only one person who often serves the royal family. It seems that Emperor Wei attaches great importance to this trip to the north.

"Eunuch Cao, since you are here, why are you standing outside the door?" Feng Qingyang immediately pointed out.

"The Lord of Chengfeng Pavilion is so proud that I am just a slave. If the master asks me to do something, I will do something." After Eunuch Cao said nothing, he did nothing.

After the third prince calmed down, he secretly covered the falling tea and said, "Feng is a man in the world, and some rules are different from us. Since Mr. Feng has spoken, Eunuch Cao, please come in and have a cup of tea."

"The old slave offended it."

Eunuch Cao pushed the door and entered.
Chapter completed!
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