Dragon Ball Legend of the Dragon Clan

"Brother Qianjue, you really scared me to death last time. I thought I would never see you again." Song Siming said.

At this time, five people were heading towards Mingyue Qingfeng Tower. It was Qian Jue who was taking Qian Shishi and Wen Hua, as well as Wang Jie and Song Siming, the sons of two other major families.

"That bastard Qu Lianhai, I will kill him when I see him in the future. Brother Qianjue, don't worry, no matter what, I will always be on your side." Wang Jie said carelessly.

Wen Qi laughed at Wang Jie and said: "Come on, brother Wang Jie, who doesn't know that you are the laziest in practice? Who would want to cut Qu Lianhai if you can beat him?"

"Brother Wen Qi, do you want to try to see what level of strength I have reached?" Wang Jie said to Wen Hua.

"Don't tell me, I really want to test how powerful your Lao Niu Jin is and whether it hurts when you hit me."

"It just so happens that I also want to test how domineering your Wen family's sheep paw is."

"What a sheep paw, your whole family is a sheep."

Qianjue listened to Wen Qi and Wang Jie fighting, smiling and not knowing what to say.

"Stop arguing, Mingyue Qingfeng Tower has arrived." At this time, Song Siming stopped the quarrel between the two people in time.

Qianjue raised his head and saw a letter on the left and right sides of the door: "Invite the bright moon to shine among the bamboos, and the breeze and the shadow of the lotus to fall into your dreams."

The handwriting is graceful and graceful, like flowing clouds and flowing water, like the bright moon shining on the falling pine stream, and like the breeze blowing on the face.Qian Jue's mind was immersed in it, and he felt that the spiritual platform was clearer than ever before, and various inspirations came to him, and a martial arts trend was faintly budding.

If other people knew about Qian Jue's current state, they would definitely be amazed at Qian Jue's talent.You must know that the state of enlightenment is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. Some people will never reach this state in their entire life.

However, the epiphany didn't last long before he was interrupted. Wang Jie patted Qian Jue on the shoulder and said, "Brother Qian Jue, why are you still standing there? Let's go in."

Qianjue woke up from his epiphany. Although he didn't understand what happened to him just now, he seemed to feel that he had touched something, but he couldn't grasp anything. It was all blurry.

"Let's go in. I'm treating you this time." Qian Jue said loudly, no longer hesitating.

It was getting late at this time, and several people happened to be a little hungry.

"Okay, Brother Qianjue will spend money this time." Several people said happily.

Song Siming was at the end, seemingly thoughtful.

"What a pity." At this time, in a room in Mingyue Qingfeng Building, a graceful woman frowned and whispered.

"Sister, what's such a shame?" Another woman who looked a bit like her was combing her hair and asked curiously.

"Just now, someone saw the poem written by Lord Moon Emperor and Lord Wind Emperor and had an epiphany, but it was a pity that he was interrupted."

"Oh, that's a pity. But this person does have some talent."

"Come, come, come, let's have a drink to celebrate Brother Qianjue's successful return." Wen Qi raised his glass and said to the others.

"Yes." "That's right, I did it." The other two people agreed.

Several singers were singing and dancing in the box, which was very lively.Qian Jue is really not used to such a scene.

"It's such a pity that our romantic fifth son will have to change his name in the future. The name that once resounded throughout Qianliu County will be lost." Wang Jie said regretfully while holding up his wine glass.

Upon hearing this, Qian Jue said: "That's not easy. From now on, I'll call you Fengliu Fourth Young Master."

"Wonderful, wonderful. Cheers to our romantic fourth son," Wen Qi said.

Qian Jue has a headache, this is so wonderful.

For a while, there was a lot of cheering and drinking in the private room.

While everyone was changing glasses, the box door was pushed open.

At this time, a maid came in and said to Qianjue and the others: "My young lady invites you."

Several people were drinking happily. At this time, they were a little unhappy to be disturbed. Wang Jie shouted unhappily: "Didn't you see that we are drinking? See you."

However, Song Siming was still somewhat calm and asked: "I wonder who your young lady is?"

"Our young lady's name is Ziyi." the maid said.

"What Ziyi is Miss Ziyi from Mingyue Qingfeng Tower?" Wen Qi asked excitedly.

"exactly"

"It turns out it was Miss Ziyi who invited me. Wang is so lucky, so lucky." Wang Jie, who was still a little unhappy at first, immediately changed his expression and became excited.

Who is Miss Ziyi? She is the oiran of Mingyue Qingfeng Tower, the goddess in the hearts of men. Many prominent figures in Qianliu County want to meet her but cannot.As for Yong Qiang, given Mingyue Qingfeng Tower’s origins and strength, I’m afraid he doesn’t even know how he died.

If I can get girl Ziyi's favor, it will be worth dying for.

Wang Jie became more and more excited as he thought about it.

"Oh, I don't know why Miss Ziyi invited us," Qian Jue said lightly.

"My lady heard that several young men claimed to be romantic and talented, so she wanted to make friends with them," the maid said.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Wang Jie laughed.

"Then please, gentlemen, come with me."

Several people followed the maid out of the box, went downstairs, and came to Qianshui Lake directly opposite Mingyue Qingfeng Tower.

At this time, there was a painting boat parked by the lake, the lights were brightly lit, and the faint sound of the piano came from the painting boat.

"Gentlemen, please." The maid stretched out her hand to guide them, and took the lead in boarding the boat.

"Just stay on the shore and wait for me." Qian Jue said to Qian Shisi, and then several people followed him on the boat.

"This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world."

"Yes, it is really a spiritual sound that lasts forever."

As soon as they boarded the boat and before they saw the owner, Wen Qi and Wang Jie deliberately showed off their coquettishness, hoping to win the favor of the owner first.

"I have long heard that there are several romantic young masters in Qianliu County who are excellent in all things. When I meet this young lady today, she is indeed well-deserved." A beautiful voice came from the boat, which made people feel numb.

Wen Qi and Wang Jie felt their bones weak when they heard this voice, and even Song Siming, who had always been relatively calm, was in a trance.

"Not good." Just when Qian Jue was losing his mind, he said secretly and quickly bit the tip of his tongue to keep the spiritual platform clear.At the same time, he circulated his true energy and patted Song Siming, Wen Qi, Wang Jie and others.

After Song Siming, Wen Qi and Wang Jie woke up, their faces looked a little ugly, and they were also a little scared.

"Now that you've come, make peace with yourself and go in." Qian Jue said and walked into the boat.He wanted to see what kind of medicine this Ziyi girl was selling in her gourd.

Walking into the painting boat, Qian Jue saw a young woman, graceful and elegant, wearing a simple and elegant green shirt, sitting upright in front of the table with a guqin on the table.The maid who had just led the way was standing behind her.

"Gentlemen, please take a seat." The beautiful voice came from this woman's mouth, but it no longer made people feel numb.

"I don't know why Miss Ziyi invited us here." After a few people sat down, Qianjue stared at Ziyi and asked.

"I said that I admire the talents of several young gentlemen, and I want to talk about poetry and poetry with them. Do you believe me, Mr. Qianjue?" Ziyi said that Qianjue could withstand the charming voice just now, and could still remain so calm now, or was it? Somewhat surprised.

"I don't believe it," Qian Jue said coldly.Believe it or not, Qian Jue still knows a lot about these people. The so-called romantic young masters just feel good about themselves.

"Kekeke" Ziyi laughed like a silver bell after hearing this, "Young Master Qianjue is really straightforward. But tonight, the slave family really just wants to talk about poetry and poetry with a few young masters, and has nothing else in mind."

"Oh, I wonder why Miss Ziyi used the music to confuse our minds just now?" Qian Jue continued to ask.

Thinking of how distracted they were just now, Wen Qi, Wang Jie and Song Siming all looked a bit ugly, and they all sat quietly in front of the desk without speaking.

"Keke, I wonder what Mr. Qianjue thinks," Ziyi asked with a smile.

Qianjue didn't need to think about it, and said with a haha: "I believe that Miss Ziyi has no intention of harming us. Otherwise, in the trance just now, Miss Ziyi could easily take our lives, and we would not be sitting here. I thought Ziyi Miss Yi is joking with us."

"Brother Qianjue, what you said makes sense." Song Siming nodded.

Wen Qi and Wang Jie were relieved when they heard that it was not related to their lives.

"Master Qianjue, you are really smart." Zi Yi said with a smile.

"This is not a playboy. If his cultivation level is not low in the early stages of the Consciousness Tibetan Realm, he is clearly a genius. It seems that the rumors cannot be fully believed." Ziyi thought in his heart.

"Hua Niang, go prepare some wine and food and you and I will apologize to you," Zi Yi said to the maid behind her.

"Yes"

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

As the oiran of Mingyue Qingfeng Tower, Ziyi has seen all kinds of people, so she is more than enough to deal with these young people.

At the same time, Wen Qi and Wang Jie were interested in showing off in front of Zi Yi, and their minds became active.

The host and guest enjoyed themselves for a while.

"Miss Ziyi, I would like to offer you this glass to thank you for the hospitality given to us by Miss Ziyi." Wen Qi picked up the wine glass and said towards Ziyi.

Ziyi did not bring the drink, but glanced at the others, and then said to Wen Qi: "Just drinking is not interesting, why don't we play a game, and whoever loses will be fined."

"Okay, Miss Ziyi's proposal couldn't be better." Wang Jie immediately clapped his hands and agreed.

Wen Qi put down his wine glass and said to Zi Yi, "I wonder what game Zi Yi wants to play."

"Well, why don't we compose poetry? Whoever can't compose it will be fined with alcohol," Zi Yi thought for a moment and said.

Wen Qi and Wang Jie hesitated when they heard Miss Ziyi talking about writing poems.When it comes to drinking and boxing, drinking and punching are easy for the two of them, but writing poetry is really a big problem.The two of them are usually uneducated, so how could they be so elegant.

"I agree." Song Siming said just when Wen Qi and Wang Jie were in trouble.

"Where are Wen Qi and Mr. Wang Jie?" Zi Yi asked them.

With the beautiful woman in front, the two of them were unwilling to lose face, so they nodded in agreement.

"I wonder what Young Master Qianjue wants?" Ziyi stared at Qianjue again.

"Okay, I have no problem." Qian Jue said nonchalantly.

In his previous life, Qianjue knew a lot about Tang poems and Song lyrics, immortal poems and sage poems. He could just pick out a poem and it would be enough to deal with it.

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