22 Kongmen Sanzi Fengyun Flag

Thousands of world, Qufu Confucius family. Kong Lingqi, the second son of the Kong family, Kong Lingfeng, the third son of Kong Lingyun, are all spinning outside the door of the study. The three people are generally the same. If it hadn't been for the different expressions, I really thought that this handsome Confucian would have any magical power outside the body! Another stout old Confucian was so anxious that he rubbed his hands, sweated profusely, and finally complained: "Big brother, I don't know what to think! Why don't you know the priority! Thinking that the witch came to the clan of the Ming Dynasty, he accidentally repeated the old story of the great witch Qin Shihuang slaughtering my Confucian disciples. Even if that person was lost in Kongmen, it was enough to take care of him. It was a great honor to meet him once! How dare you take care of yourself for a few days and nights!"

The third son Kong Lingyun is the most mean: "This is an evil sect. I think my Kong family is the direct descendant of a saint. As long as it is the blood of a saint, the name will appear in the Fengxian Hall! If you are seriously injured, your name will be blurred, and if you die, your name will be hollowed out! This saint's magical power, even the immortals, cannot be destroyed, modified and hidden. How can there be such a scandal as the loss of blood of ordinary families? Isn't this the mother system inherited from Kongmen?

Kong Lingqi, the eldest son, had the best self-restraint and shook his head slightly: "Third brother, don't talk nonsense. Although this name suddenly appeared on the clan wall of Fengxian Hall, it is by no means a matter of succession."

The second son Kong Lingfeng is the most curious: "Is it a fairy who went down to earth? Thinking that the ancestors are almost different from the cultivation of saints, who is such a big joke? Is it a person in the world of Xiaoqian? No, no matter how high the cultivation of the characters in the world of Xiaoqian is, they will only die! This is hard to guess..."

Kong Lingyun, the third son, suddenly smiled ambiguously when he heard Xiaoqian World: "When talking about the characters in Xiaoqian World, he thought of a fairy in my world who looked down on me as a fairy..."

The second son Kong Lingfeng shook his head: "You are the cultivation of Jindan. It is rare in Kongmen. That fairy naturally looks down on you! You should also work hard..."

The third son Kong Lingyun suddenly curled his lips: "Well, I'm not a high cultivation, but I'm the Lord of my world! What's wrong with the fairy? It's not at my mercy! After a few moves, I became obedient like a beautiful cat and became one of my pets! I think that people in that small world are just a dream bubble, just my plaything, the master of the world, proud bird!"

Kong Lingqi, the legitimate son, can't see his loss of ambition. He scolded, "The small world is for cultivation, and many monks can't ask for it. You can use it to do this! Besides, my fair lady, you are a gentleman. You often destroy flowers with your hands, which is too harmful to the virtue of a gentleman!"

Three sons Kong Lingyun doesn't care about those. But with a treacherous smile, "Big brother. I really don't have the right to destroy flowers this time! The beautiful cat is still perfect. If the eldest brother doesn't take her red pill, I won't keep it! Besides, I think those skills of Fusang can cultivate a lady. After a whip and candle rope, they are all gentle and graceful..."

The second son Kong Lingfeng was anxious when he heard this: "Brother, don't give it to me! Although there are many beautiful fairies in my little world, they are all plastic-made when they soared later. They are all artificial beauties! Third brother, I will exchange ten beautiful fairies with you for that cat!"

Kong Lingqi, the eldest son, saw that these two people were talking more and more, and suddenly sank his face: "This is outside my father's study. You should restrain it! However, this may be a real person in the small world!"

Kong Lingyun, the third son, wanted to answer, but found that Kong Lingqi shook his head slightly. Naturally, he knew that this was a secret only his legitimate son. The calm eldest brother couldn't say anything and couldn't help humming: "Who cares? I'm still busy training a few dogs and cats to accompany!" But don't you think that you are one step ahead of me when you are reincarnated?

In the study: Kong Lingwen's face was pale, but she knew that she had crossed the endless starry sky, and her soul was injured and almost collapsed. The reason why he did not die was that the old gentleman, supplemented by countless elixirs and the treatment of his true qi, did not hesitate to damage his vitality to recover his life, but although his mind was clear, he was weak and unable to open his eyes. Now he barely opened his eyes and found that the kind old gentleman was eight points similar to his father. The strong feeling in his blood also let him know that the kind old gentleman was also a member of Kongmen. He immediately wanted to thank him, but the kind old gentleman covered her mouth and whispered, "If you are not in good health, you should take more rest. It's better to say less. I have something else to do. I'll come to see you another day.

Kong Lingwen nodded and closed her eyes and fell asleep. She is the direct descendant of Confucianism, and naturally she will not be bound by etiquette and vulgarity. It's a great gift to know that there is no trouble at this time.

Kong Wende, the head of the Kong clan, almost hit his head by his third brother Kong Wencheng's fat body as soon as he came out. He couldn't help frowning and whispered, "Why is the third brother like this? There is no demeanor of Kongmen. You should pay attention in the future!"

Kong Wencheng's fat body suddenly trembled as soon as he heard it, and the fat meat all over his body trembled like a ball trembling: "The demeanor is bullshit! Um, it's just bullshit! It's not a good demeanor! What a disaster! The witch came to the Ming Dynasty. Accidentally, it is a repeat of the old story of the great witch Qin Shihuang slaughtering my Confucian disciples with the golden people. Do you know it? Why don't you take out the spring and autumn pen given by the saint, gather the Confucian students in the world, and kill the witch! Kill them all. Not to mention witches, witch chickens and witch dogs! Don't stay!"

Kong Wende smiled and said, "The third brother is a little confused, but it's also interesting. How can I not know? I also know that the witch was born on Zhu Youjian. I think that Zhu Youjian is the key to humane changes in the future. How can he move lightly? Let's wait and see what happens!"

Kong Wencheng's fat body suddenly jumped up. It was not over at once, and he kept jumping, just like a slapped ball. He shouted, "Brother, you are confused! Think of the thousands of witches! But male or female. Come and go without a trace..."

Kong Lingfeng couldn't stand this out of tune uncle and pulled him and said, "Uncle, are you talking about a witch or a free demon? This is too ridiculous!"

Kong Wencheng became more anxious when he heard it: "How do you know that witches and free demons can't be mixed? What if it's mixed race! Ah, can't witches and free demons be mixed blood? Can you guarantee that you won't? Definitely not? Can you bear the consequences? You give me a reasonable assumption..."

Kong Wende was helpless, so he gave the third son Kong Lingyun a wink. The third son Kong Lingyun was used to doing this. Regardless of Kong Wencheng's spitting appearance, he pulled the third uncle away and whispered, "Uncle, let's do something interesting. I added a few more dogs to my zoo. But good Why don't you go and have a look?"

Kong Wencheng pushed his nephew away as soon as he heard it. He burst into tears and shouted, "God, ancestors, Confucian sages!" Those in high positions are mediocre and have no way to serve the country! Well, it's better to go back! I want to hide!" Turn around and put on a lonely snowy shape.

The third son Kong Lingyun got used to his tricks and turned around and left. Kong Wencheng was bored when he saw no one to persuade him. When he found that Kong Lingfeng had left by himself, he immediately followed him and shouted, "Nephew, your zoo is very good. Can you teach me to train animals and do one?"

When Kong Wencheng heard the boring remarks of these living treasures, he immediately shook his head: "He is not a great man." But she saw a maid walking to the study with medicine, so she stopped her and put her personal medicine in. That strange fragrance came to my nose. The second son Kong Lingfeng understands. It is an extremely precious requiem.