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Let me call you Flo.

three years later.

"Master, I have mastered the four-step fugue!"

"Then you will learn the childlike innocence formula next."

after january...

"Master, I have mastered the childlike innocence formula!"

Xiao Yu widened her eyes...

"Then as a teacher, I will teach you another move, Lihun Palm..."

"Master, I have already..."

"Master, I have already..."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Only then did Xiao Yu discover that Fo Luo was a prodigy in martial arts and was not stingy, so she taught her many moves.

In this way, the master and apprentice wandered north and south for several years, until Xiao Yu received a letter one day, and brought Fu Luo back to Nanjing City.

That day, the two of them stood in front of a huge yellow tile pavilion, the pavilion was brightly painted, and there were two carved Pixiu beasts in front of the door.Fo Luo looked inside, the golden roof and stone walls in the pavilion were very splendid, and there were many patterns of flowers and birds in the pavilion, which were colorful and luxurious, because the two of them usually found inns to stay at random when they were out, so Fo Luo was very puzzled Why did Xiaoyu bring her to such a luxurious place.

"Here, Luo'er, from now on, this will be your home." After Xiao Yu finished speaking, she happily walked into the attic, leaving only the young Fu Luo standing there, she looked up. , there are three elegant characters engraved on the plaque: "Ancient Crane Tower." Looking into the pavilion, I found that the people in the building were first surprised when they saw Xiaoyu, and then they were ecstatic.

It was only later that Fu Luo found out that his master was actually the master of the pavilion in this building, that unconstrained and proud man with such a background.

Another ten years.

On the day of Foluo, Xiao Yu held a congratulatory party for her in this building. On that day, thousands of lights illuminated the building, and there were many high-ranking guests, all kinds of excitement.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Yu called Fu Luo into the room.

Fu Luo stared at Xiao Yu, and found that the passage of time had not left any marks on her face.

"Luo'er, I have something to discuss with you as a teacher." Xiao Yu sat on the mink fur seat, her expression much more serious than before.

After hearing this, Fu Luo nodded and waited for Xiao Yu's next words.

"You are an adult, and you are going to find someone to be your teacher, and the matter in this building will be entrusted to you from now on."

After hearing this, Fu Luo found it incredible that the news Xiao Yu brought her was always so sudden.

Seeing his expression, Xiao Yu quickly comforted her and said, "Luo'er, you don't have to worry, the teacher has already left you a confidant, and this matter in the pavilion is not a big problem."

"Could it be that the master is going to look for the senior sister?" Fu Luo expressed the doubt in his heart, his eyes were full of worry.

Xiao Yu was silent for a long time, before saying: "I'm afraid of her, she will go crazy, and it's hard to turn back."

In the middle of the night, the city of Nanjing was already silent. Looking from the window sill of the ancient crane tower, Xiao Yu had disappeared, and only Fuluo stood alone, looking into the distance until dawn.

From that day on, the Ancient Crane Tower had a new pavilion owner.

As for Xiaoyu, except for sending a few letters to say she was safe, she never came back.

"Pavilion? Pavilion Master?" Feng Chen saw Fu Luo standing there alone in a daze for a long time, he hesitated for a while, and then tried to call the other party.

When Fu Luo heard Feng Chen calling him, he pulled back his thoughts and found that the two of them were still on the top of the mountain.

It was getting late, and the calls of birds and beasts in the mountains were gradually heard.Fu Luo stuffed the piece of jade Zhang in his hand into his pouch.

"Fengchen, go back to the pavilion."

【It turned out to be Young Master Xiao】

Jiangnan Fangfu.

In autumn, the leaves of the camphor trees in the yard began to turn yellow gradually, and the lush green ivy on the wall in summer also faded a lot.

In the wooden house on the back mountain of Fangfu, the inkstone on the stone table is pressing a piece of guī grain rice paper, Fang Miaoran is holding a purple hair brush in his hand, with a correct posture, one stroke is written quickly, and after a while, the rice paper It is full of words, and the font is fluent and beautiful.

It has been a few days since returning to the mansion, and Fang Miaoran is almost always in the back mountain hut these days, shutting himself in this room, writing poems and paintings, and hardly going back to the mansion.

As the wedding date was getting closer, the mansion was already filled with joy.There are colorful paintings of wedding invitations posted everywhere, and the servants who came and went bowed to congratulate Fang Miaoran when they saw Fang Miaoran, but Fang Miaoran didn't have any thoughts and didn't know how to reply.

Looking at the paper paintings in the room, I thought that I have always been focusing on landscapes, flowers and birds, but now all the paintings on the paper are the woman in Nanjing.

I haven't seen him for a few days, so I don't know where the other party is at the moment.

Somewhat distraught, she turned around and saw the violin by the window, thinking that she was playing the violin with her a month ago, when she was her teacher, and although her skills were poor, she still taught herself carefully.

As Fang Miaoran thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a little blocked.She had to admit that the thought of Fu Luo had entangled her like a nightmare, and the more she wanted to get away, the more painful it was.

Suddenly, Fang Miaoran seemed to remember something...

In the main room of the Fang Mansion, Master Fang Gen brewed a pot of good Longjing tea, held a political history book in his hand, and sat on the wooden chair, leisurely.

A knock on the door interrupted Fang Gen's train of thought, he put down the book in his hand, and shouted towards the door: "Come in."

Only then did Fang Miaoran gently push the door open and enter.

When Fang Gen saw Fang Miaoran, his brows were filled with joy and his complexion was soft.

"Miaoran, why are you looking for your father?" He hasn't seen Fang Miaoran for the past few days, so he asked the close maid, saying that the young lady is studying in the back mountain and doesn't want to be disturbed.Fang Gen was still a little worried after hearing this.

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