Feng Ling was indeed not wrong with this person. She was upright and straightforward. If she liked him, she liked him. If she didn't like him, she would not flatter him. Her domineering and resolute face was faintly filled with loyalty and sincere spirit. Even Taoist Master Qingfeng, a man mixed with the mortal world and the immortal sect, gasped because of his words.

Soon, Master Qingfeng's eyes fell on Wu Xiaojun, as if he wanted Wu Xiaojun to get rid of this embarrassing deadlock. After all, although Master Qingfeng is the Grand Historian of Meng Guo, he is not from a gentry and is involved in the grievances of the two families, so it is really difficult for him to interfere with the adjustments.

The whole banquet seemed to be still, so quiet that there was no sound of the wind. Wu Xiaojun finally moved his lips after Master Qingfeng looked at him repeatedly.

To be honest, Wu Xiaojun really didn't want to get into this muddy water. He gave up his identity as the prince of the Wu family and was already outside the official career. The ups and downs of the officialdom were familiar and unfamiliar to him, but the Lei Ze family and the Wu family have been advancing and retreating together, and Lei Zeyan is his brother again. If he doesn't come forward to resolve the situation, it would be embarrassing.

So Wu Xiaojun poured a glass of wine, sneaked to Lei Zeyan's side, sat down, hugged Lei Zeyan's shoulder, pinched the glass of wine in his hand and hit the wine bottle at Lei Zeyan's elbow, and said: Haha, Fengjue, this is about killing demons. What are you talking about? Don't you want to hear my great achievements?

Wu Xiaojun broke the silence with one sentence, and everyone echoed and laughed. Soon, the words started to speak again, and no one cared about the slightest unhappiness.

However, this little detail fell into Feng Ling's eyes, but he had to pay attention. Although he did not know the official career, if the Yi family had a bad relationship with the Wu family, then Yi Baihong would have a motivation to delay the time he asked for help.

Feng Ling stared at Yi Baihong and shrewd her eyes, wanting to see such a slight change on Yi Baihong's kind face, but there was no, I don't know if it was because he had a clear conscience or because he was too cunning.

However, Feng Ling firmly believed that if she kept staring like this, she would be able to find any tricks even if she hid it deep. So Feng Ling stared at Yi Baihong without blinking, and stared at her eyes sorely.

Di Jun glanced at Feng Ling's staring red eyes. I wonder if Feng Ling was a little funny in his eyes. Di Jun was rare. His eyes were a little softer, and he poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Feng Ling: Why did he lock him alone so quickly and give up suspicion of the other one?

Feng Ling took the hot tea and took a sip. After Di Jun reminded him, Feng Ling remembered Mu Yao, but she felt that Mu Yao was no longer worthy of attention, so she waved her hand and said: Oh, you said Fairy Mu Yao. I thought about it carefully, and I thought she would not do anything like deliberately delaying the time of help and harming everyone.

At this time, when Feng Ling was talking to Di Jun, Mu Yao was placed outside the door. She had gone to the toilet. As soon as she came back, she heard Di Jun's question to Feng Ling. The two of them were sitting by the door, but the sound was not loud, but Mu Yao could hear it clearly.

When she heard Feng Ling mentioned her name, Mu Yao was slightly shocked and suddenly didn't know what to think in her heart. She only felt her eyes were slightly hot. She never thought that Feng Ling would trust her like a bully like her? She would affirm her without hesitation and say something I think she would not do like this.

Therefore, Mu Yao stopped at the door and listened carefully.

Unfortunately, she still admitted Feng Ling’s mistake, and only heard Feng Ling casually said: I don’t think she has this IQ.

Hearing this, Mu Yao turned dark and walked straight out of the house, leaving behind a strand of dust rolled up from a long skirt.

After she turned around and left, Di Jun gently looked back with his cheek, and a deep light that was transparent in his heart slid across his eyes. Then, unaware of it, turned his face to Feng Ling and said with a smile: It seems that you guessed it right.

When Feng Ling heard this, she looked at Di Jun and felt that the sudden arrival of him must have come a little inexplicably. In fact, she ruled out that Mu Yao was just a reason to say it casually. Di Jun actually said that she guessed it right? Could it be that his husband has a mysterious trust in him?

Feng Ling paused and was about to ask questions. Where did Di Jun’s conclusion come from, but at this moment, Di Jun glanced at the person in front of him and said with a smile: If you don’t talk to that stupid boy, he will put it in a condom. After the words were finished, Di Jun lowered his head and held the bamboo slips and looked at it.

However, Feng Ling is a smart person. Any tips given by Di Jun seem to have nothing to do with, and Feng Ling can understand them. She quickly focused on her energy and looked at the front table, listening carefully to what Wu Xiaojun and the others were saying at this moment.

After hearing this, I happened to hear Yi Baihong's praise for Wu Xiaojun in half: It's really extraordinary to take action. Although I always look cynical in my daily life, it will be different when I get serious. If I had been serious before on Gushan, wouldn't it be even more

Feng Ling paused, wait! Is there anything he said? If he asked him to continue, he might hear something else for those who are interested. That is to say, Wu Xiaojun was lazy on the Gushan Mountain before, but finally got a bargain and killed everyone?

This Yi Baihong is indeed very cunning, right? She looks like a word of praise or even a look of admiration, but she has hidden secrets and will not be seen through?

Feng Ling likes to let Wu Xiaojun take the blame, but they all bear good reputation, but they don’t like to let Wu Xiaojun be infamous! Wu Xiaojun is her Feng Ling’s channel for selling stolen goods, and she is her Feng Ling’s subordinate, so Feng Ling naturally needs to protect her shortcomings.

So Feng Ling quickly stood up, smiled gracefully, and interrupted politely and politely: Fellow Daoist Bai Hong said that, but I think it would be better if it were a meticulous fellow Taoist Bai Hong.

Yi Baihong's good words were still in her mouth, but Feng Ling intercepted them and snatched them away. She was stunned and a little dissatisfied with her originally friendly face finally slipped through her dissatisfaction at this moment.

Feng Ling had sharp eyes, and saw it in her eyes, and she understood it in her heart. Oh, it seemed that he was too cunning. He only revealed a little bit of a minor flaw because he disrupted his plan. He had suspected that he had deliberately helped him, and if Feng Ling had only two points in his heart, he now looked seven or eight points.

At this time, because Feng Ling suddenly interrupted and spoke loudly, everyone looked at her.

Some of the people present knew Feng Ling. Although she did not argue or quarrel on weekdays and almost never showed up, there were only three people living in Gushan. As one of the three living people, it was impossible not to let people pay attention to it, and it also made people polite to her.
Chapter completed!