Sword Qi Hengqiu

Before Lian Gu could speak, someone said in amazement: "Who?" Then someone said angrily: "Who speaks outrageous words, talking about other people's rights and wrongs?"

Ling Rangjin smiled, and said to Lian Gu who was frowning and staring: "Mr. Lian has a lot of face."

Then the person outside the boat also laughed, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear clearly: "I am not one of your Taoists, so what is right and wrong. If you are dissatisfied, you can come out and beat me and cut me off." tongue, of course I won’t speak any more.”

The man said angrily: "Pretending to be a ghost!" He got up and was about to rush out, but Liangu waved his hand solemnly to stop him, and he said loudly: "The lesson taught by the senior is that it was Lian who spoke carelessly, but I don't know who the senior is from. If you don’t dislike it, don’t let it come in.”

The people outside the boat chuckled: "You yourself honored Ling Rang and me as twin stars of immortals and demons, and you personally met and came to Gushan to send invitations, and you said that if I came, it would be a good story. It’s really showing you face, but you don’t know him? It can be seen that Mr. Ye loves dragons.”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience. Daoxiu, who was going out of the station for the sake of face, took a few steps back, and quickly mixed into the crowd while no one was watching him. Lian Gu was shocked and subconsciously looked at Ling Rangjin.

At the same time, there was a meowing sound from the roof of the boat, and in the blink of an eye, a pitch-black black cat landed on the deck on the first floor from nowhere. It walked slowly into the room on catwalks. In the middle of the night, he jumped onto the canal where the water flowed, and raised his paws to pluck his own hair.

Ling Rang could clearly see that the cat had an invitation in its mouth.

Lian Gu also saw clearly that he was about to pick it up, but the black cat rolled its eyes, jumped lightly, and landed on Ling Rangjin's table.

Ling Rangjin smiled, stretched out his hand and gently pulled the corner of the invitation card, the black cat let go of its sharp teeth obediently, lowered its head, walked along with a piece of snack on the table, turned around and ran away.

At this moment, Le Zhan, who had been sitting in the corner smiling and saying nothing, suddenly said, "It is rumored that Gushan Guardian Wenli, usually likes to look like a black cat."

Ling Rangjin casually raised his eyes: "Mr. Le knows Gushan very well."

"I heard from Louzhu Liu." Le Zhan bowed, "It is said that the black cat is also Louzhu Liu's former rival in love?"

Now no one wants to know if Liu Linfeng and Wen Li are rivals in love. Lian Gu's hands trembled slightly, but his face was still calm. He quickly opened the invitation, and after seeing himself, he quickly got up and responded to the deck: "Magic Your Majesty is here, and I have lost my way to welcome you, please forgive me."

As soon as he moved, many people rushed out, but the lake was rippling all around, the lake and the candlelight of the painting boats illuminated the whole lake, there was no sign of frost.Only Bu Fanshuang's voice seemed to come from the sky: "It was my whim that came suddenly, and I can't blame you."

Ling Rangjin, who stayed in the room and drank tea slowly, raised his eyebrows: If he is so easy to talk today, he must have some tricks to play.

Sure enough, Bu Fanshuang asked with a smile in his voice: "I just don't know what to do here for the banquet?"

Lian Gu hastily said again what he had said to Ling Rangjin, and went inside to invite someone with the courtesy of a junior.

It's a pity that you, the boatman,

Bu Fanshuang smiled and said, "You are polite, but I don't like most of them, and you are not worthy of reciting poems or painting with me."

What he said was arrogant, but Lian didn't dare to refute at all.Cold sweat broke out on Lian Gu's forehead. He realized that it was easier to invite gods than to give them away. This crazy and world-famous Demon Lord seemed to come to mess things up on purpose.

"Mozun's words are wrong." A man with a big belly, wearing brocade clothes, and holding a wine bottle did not know where he came from—probably because he drank too much—yelled to the night sky, "We are really average. But Mr. Lian is called Mr. Liujue! In addition, Mr. Pi’s Ci was also rated as a masterpiece by everyone, and he gave it to the immortal, and the immortal also collected it!"

Lian Gu: "...No, it's not."

Ling Rangjin: "..."

It's a big deal.

Sure enough, Bu Fanshuang seemed gentle and magnanimous, but in fact he asked strangely: "I wonder if Ling Xianzun can read these two masterpieces for me?"

Ling Rang sighed: "Why embarrass the younger generation, they are just playing for fun, why should Lord Bu take it seriously?"

Bu Fanshuang sneered: "Since the Immortal is ashamed to read your things, why don't you both come up and read them yourself?"

With a bang, a person suddenly collapsed in the crowd, it was the young man who had presented Ling Rangjin with the words before, that is, Mr. Pi.In short, he was quickly carried down by relatives and friends.

Ling Rangjin lowered his eyes, really wanting to laugh: There are so many plays in this one.

Lian Gu, as the leader of the literati, and in front of his sweetheart, naturally couldn't pretend to be dead, so Su Changying took the opportunity to mock: "He doesn't dare to read it, because he is afraid that the Demon Lord will not be as good as the Immortal Lord, so save him face. "

Suddenly a ray of light came from the sky, turned around and landed directly on Su Changying's body. Ling Rangjin was startled, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that Su Changying's mouth was glued to something, and he was whining. Looking at Ling Rangjin.

Bu Fanshuang lazily said: "Did I let you talk? I think you are also taking advantage of Ling Rangjin's kindness and rubbing against him desperately. It's better for Lian Gu to know a little bit of shame."

Lian Gu gritted his teeth and bowed in a big salute: "What does the Demon Lord intend to do? Please tell the Demon Lord clearly."

"Me," Bu Fanshuang said slowly, "I came here because I heard that my opponent for hundreds of years has a sweetheart, and I came here specially to watch the excitement, but there are two people around me. He is tempted. It is also possible that I have misread it, why don't you two talk about it, who is that person?"

Ling Rang smiled and said, "Isn't it okay for you to ask me?"

Bu Fanshuang made up his mind: "No, one wanted to play Feng Qiuhuang to express his love for the new score, and the other stopped the road in front of my lonely mountain gate to express his love a few days ago. They both played very big, why don't they dare to play now? Talked?"

Su Changying struggled: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Lian Gu closed his eyes: "I'm overthinking myself, but the Immortal Venerable and that person haven't been together yet, and I'm in love with you next time, why is there someone wrong?"

Bu Fanshuang said, "How do you know we're not together?"

Ling Rang would like to shake his fan leisurely for a while.

Lian Gu doubted: "If we are together, why not follow around?" He paused, "I am also curious, what kind of person can refuse the admiration of the immortal?"

Bu Fanshuang seemed to be pleased suddenly: "You are right."

Ling Rang couldn't bear to look directly and closed his eyes, feeling that Bu Fanshuang's skin was really getting thicker.

Then Bu Fanshuang said again: "What a pity, what a pity."

Ling Rang was afraid that he would speak wild words, so he responded first: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Mr. Lian's words are correct, but his deep affection can only be wasted." Bu Fanshuang blatantly said nonsense, "Even my enemy knows that Ling Rangjin got what he wanted, you guys chase after him Don't you know?"

Ling Rangjin said softly, "Have I got my wish?"

Bu Fanshuang said: "As Mr. Lian said, who in the world can refuse Ling Rangjin?"

Ling Rangjin nodded and said with a smile, "I really got what I wanted."

He paused, got up and walked out of the room, everyone made way for him, he stood in the middle of the deck, facing a pool of autumn water, and smiled softly: "Whether it's Young Master Su or Young Master Lian, I appreciate the kindness. I also told the two of you that my heart belongs to me and I don’t think of others. Although I can refuse, I can’t control other people’s wishes. Today, in front of you, I want to tell you, and I also want to tell other people who admire me people.

Ling Rangjin's voice was clear, and every word and every word even spread to the shore: "I am grateful for the wrong love. Ling is not talented and does not deserve to be favored. But now that his wish has been fulfilled, for the rest of his life, Ling Rangjin will never fall in love with another person. Please, everyone... don't disturb the peace of the two of us again."

Ling Rangjin also did not expect that after declaring that he has someone he likes, there will still be people who will continue to test him.In this way, although it is exaggerated, it can finally be settled.

It also prevents some people from being jealous.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a long howl, and a figure suddenly appeared in the air. Bu Fanshuang, dressed in brocade and jade belt, stood under the cloud and moon with his sword on his sword, "Interesting. Can someone let me see?"

Ling Rang raised his eyes and smiled, "Another day."

"Then what are you doing today?"

Ling Rangjin slowly unfolded the fake drunkenness: "Since the lord of Gushan is also here for the banquet, let's follow the rules of the boat, comparing poems, paintings, and rhythms."

Bu Fanshuang said, "Who will be my opponent?"

Ling Rang smiled: "Am I qualified?"

"Naturally." Bu Fanshuang said with a smile, "One more thing, how about a martial arts competition?"

"You should accompany me." Ling Rang said with a smile, "but you and I can't use sword energy here, otherwise I'm afraid there will be no such lake. Weapons... what are you using?"

"Okay." Bu Fanshuang stretched out his hand to the void, and then withdrew, a flute on the painting boat flew straight into his hand, Chang Xiao twirled in his palm, and he lifted it up to him lips.

After only one sound of the flute, the surrounding area was clear and bright. Everyone on the boat heard the melodious and far-reaching sound of the flute, which reminded people of the far-reaching bamboo forest, with the moon half round and the bamboo leaves rustling.As the sound of the song changes, it seems that someone is walking on the cliff with his hands behind his back, and the jagged rocks are also stained with leisure.

The sound of the flute whimpers, and it has a desolate tone, but Bu Fanshuang blows this song as if it can touch people's heartstrings. Looking around, even if it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​fire, it makes people feel boundless and unrestrained.It's just that the sound of the flute is curling, and since it enters the ear, the body seems to no longer belong to him, floating and flickering, following the sound of the music, stepping on the clouds.

Seeing the obsessive expressions of the crowd, Ling Rangjin took a piano with his hand, and with a movement of the seven strings, the palace merchant suddenly rose, and the illusion in everyone's eyes was swept away, feeling that the feet hanging in the air had finally landed on the ground.The so-called gentleman's qin has always been the original version of the Qingyuan, with five tones changed. It has the nobility of plum blossoms and three lanes, and it can also have the legacy of Guangling.The clank and the sound of the zither gently dispelled the hidden murderous intent.

The sound of the piano was clear and clear, sweeping away the chilling air around them, and everyone realized that the two of them were not just comparing musical instruments from the beginning, but also began to compare their cultivations early in the morning.The sound of the flute has the power to penetrate, but the sound of the piano has a peaceful heart.The two of them come and go, but they can't see who wins and who loses.

And those who played the piano and stroked the strings in front of Ling Rangjin all bowed their heads and said nothing.Leaving aside the techniques, they are much better than them. Just talking about the tunes played by the two of them, it is obviously not an ancient tune, but a newly composed one.The so-called qin music should be something that can be obtained by chance.You can pursue that there will be no wrong notes, but you will fall behind.

The songs of the two of them are not in the same way, but they complement each other, and there is no contradiction when they are combined together, but they add a bit of color to each other.

At this moment, the sound of the song weakened, Bu Fanshuang turned the flute casually, and said with a smile: "There is no need for calligraphy and painting, I am too lazy to go down. If you don't put it up, we will fight, and every move will have to connect a line of poetry, how about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bu Fanshuang's secret voice rang in Ling Rangjin's ear: "Come by my side, I have a gift for you." The author has something to say: Enter v tomorrow! ! ! !There will be three more at that time!

The next chapter is picking the moon and confessing! ! !

But there was dog blood after the confession, this time it belonged to the two of them, a dog blood would be abused, but please remember that we are sweet text!The abuse is all to pave the way for the sweetness in the future! ! !And I guarantee that I won't abuse a few chapters! !

It's not so much abuse as it is to make them no longer have any obstacles and can truly be together forever.This step is necessary for he! ! ! !

So don’t hate me and them [×]

And the poem in the next chapter, because I wrote it myself, it must be rubbish.I tried to write verses and words, but found that I didn't have the taste of the happy rivers and lakes, so I planned to write ancient poems.After all, in ancient style poetry...he doesn't really ask for smooth and heavy words

That sentence says: The upper limit of the character's level represents the upper limit of the author's level.So it's not that they are poor, it's me.

If you can please bring a good filter, please remember that no matter how bad they are, they are also the top of that world×