Everyone was suddenly surprised and pleasantly surprised.

"It's true! That's great. In the future, you don't have to worry about visiting relatives when they travel far away."

"Well, at least we don't have to be afraid in the nearby world. By the way, it is said that more evil people died in the capital. Many of the officials who looked like dogs were killed by Lord Wenwen."

"Anyone killed by Mr. Wenwen is not a good person."

"Yes, they must all be dog officials, dressed like beasts, and gentle scum!"

I don’t know when it started. There is a saying, or a concept, a definition, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and has become very popular.

That is: as long as it is killed by Lord Wenwen, he must not be a good person!

Gentle adults don't kill good people.

This statement was not deliberately promoted or guided by anyone, but it gradually became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in a subtle and natural way. Hundreds of millions of people in Beijing all believed this, and they were united and unswerving, and could not be refuted.

If someone said the previous sentence: Gentleness is just a murderer.

Then this person will easily be scolded to death by his fellow villagers, or even beaten to death!

It is said that a young man in a certain village said, "Gentleness is just a killer. He has killed too many people and has become completely unscrupulous. He even kills old people and children. How is he any different from those murderous monsters?"

As a result, the young man was beaten violently and expelled from the family!

The reason is simple and pure: with such a big heart and deep heart, he is not worthy of being a member of our tribe.

It is said that this man knelt in front of the ancestral hall and repented for many days, but was never allowed to return home.

The common people have very simple thoughts: Those who traffic in humans, force girls into prostitution, and kill innocent people...the Jin family should be put to death. There is no such thing as innocence!

After that, I don’t know who took the lead. He first erected Lord Wenwen’s longevity tablet, and the others followed suit.

In addition to expressing gratitude, this practice also has the meaning of enshrining Gentle Lord. Lord Gentle will definitely bless you and protect you from evil people!

Therefore, within a few days, tens of thousands of gentle longevity tablets had been erected, and then they continued to develop and spread rapidly, spreading everywhere at a speed far beyond imagination.

Some villages and towns that have been bullied by bullies for too long have even begun to build temples of gentleness.

The foundation of the temple has been dug, and everyone is looking at it enthusiastically.

There is light in everyone's eyes.

Work vigorously.

Full of hope for the future.

"I hope that from generation to generation, there will never be any scumbags and bullies."

"I hope Lord Wenwen will bless you, and it will be difficult for the evil people in the world to get ahead!"

…

In the inn where Guidong Xiaoyan was staying, reinforcements from Tianjianyun Palace had already arrived.

After one of them arrived, he immediately changed his clothes and quietly left the city.

But all of his identity and guidance have been retained.

Dong Xiaoyan spent the whole night painting, and painted an extremely fine golden portrait, which he gave to Feng Ying.

Fengying put the painting into the space ring, immediately communicated with Phantom Silkworm, confirmed the direction of the wind seal, and then turned into a white shadow and disappeared quickly.

From this moment on, Dong Xiaoyan turned into a person leaning against the door and looking at each other...cough.

Come quickly...

Come quickly...

Of course, the wind seal came very quickly, and it was beyond Dong Xiaoyan's expectation.

He is actually feeling very uncomfortable now. He really, really, really wants to explode.

Seeing that Dong Xiaoyan's response had arrived, he also immediately launched his highest movement speed and rushed over as fast as possible!

Leaning slightly, a man with a handsome face and an upright posture appeared in the inn.

Well, it was only a few cups of tea before the original person left.

Dong Pingchuan.

He is the original owner of the incarnation of the wind seal.

And the real Dong Pingchuan himself only came to Xianyang for a round, and then went back directly. Based on his footsteps, I am afraid that he has already traveled several times.

Thousands of miles away...

Well, Dong Pingchuan's own strength is slightly higher than the current Fengyin, so his cultivation level can be matched!

It must still be said that the Tianjianyun Palace family has a great cause and can easily produce a "young man" with extremely high cultivation level.

As far as cultivators are concerned, especially high-level cultivators and cultivators in heaven who are less than a thousand years old, they can all be considered young people, young people in every sense of the word!

Nine hundred years old? Too young...

Dong Tiesong was obviously very curious about the newcomer "Dong Pingchuan", and walked around and around in front of him.

Dong Xiaoyan snorted and drove him away: "Grandpa Third, what are you looking at? Don't you even recognize Brother Pingchuan? You can spin around so much that your head will spin."

Dong Tiesong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, why don't I recognize Pingchuan?"

"snort!"

Dong Xiaoyan took Fengyin's hand and said, "Brother Pingchuan, come with me. I have something to tell you."

"good."

Feng Yin followed Dong Xiaoyan and left.

Dong Tiesong's eyes suddenly trembled.

Then he stroked his beard and pursed his lips.

After coughing twice, I went to the window to look at the scenery.

Jiang Changhai was a little puzzled: "Old Dong, this Dong Pingchuan's cultivation is very good. Is he the hidden and outstanding son of your Dong family? Why do I see this girl and him having a good relationship?"

Dong Tiesong stroked his beard and said lightly and somewhat condescendingly: "Lao Jiang, hehehe, there are some things you don't understand."

Jiang Changhai was stunned immediately.

***!

what's the situation?

Jingran doesn’t even call me brother anymore?

Are you really brave enough?!

When did Dong Tiesong become so tough?

He actually called me Lao Jiang!

How dare he?

Besides, why?!

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Dong Tiesong walking leisurely, walked to the side, sat down, and hummed a little tune, looking like he was in a good mood.

Jiang Changhai rolled his eyes and felt keenly that something good must have happened to this old guy.

This comes from the intuition of a bad friend, or the insight of a good friend, or you can say it’s the understanding of a good friend!

He simply came over and said faintly: "Tell me the truth, why are you so happy?"

Dong Tiesong glanced at him sideways and suddenly became very interested: "Lao Jiang, why don't you come and play a game of chess?"

Jiang Changhai: "????"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! What kind of twist is this? I want to know the truth and the truth. Did I come to play chess with you?

Does the late truth still have much significance?!

…

Dong Xiaoyan quickly pulled Feng Yin into the room, then crossed her arms and said, "Where is Xiaoying?"

Feng Ying's furry head popped up from Feng Yin's chest, his eyes were confused: "Huh?"

What's your name?

"Where's the little snake? Where's the little snake?"

The little snake hissed out of one pocket and looked at Dong Xiaoyan with its round eyes: "Hiss, hiss..."

What's your name?

What is going on?

Feng Yin didn't say anything, just smiled and asked: "Are you sure? Everyone is intact, not damaged at all!"

Then he opened his hands.

Dong Xiaoyan's eyes turned red, she bit her lip, hesitated briefly, and then threw herself into his arms without hesitation.
To be continued...