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Yan Ge pursed his lips, "Young master, you might be interested in talking about it."

【! 】

【…】

[While I hope that Swordsman Wushuang agrees, I also hope that what the hell is he refusing. 】

[Hahahahahaha I'm just waiting for the swordsman to reply. 】

Leng Yao looked at Yan Ge in disbelief, and then turned into gloating.He saw that some people were going to be unlucky.

So that's what you mean when you say you won't do anything to women?This libertine started to attack men?Feng Xiang heaved a sigh of relief, and brought it up again when he realized something was wrong.

There are also many men in Fenglou, and each one is better than the other, and he is the leader among them.He frowned, and took a step back in disgust.

Yan Ge laughed lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in a monster like you."

【Hahahahahaha】

[The demon man hahahahahaha. 】

"Young master, are you interested in coming to my room to have a talk?" Yan Ge's eyes fell on Swordsman Wushuang's face again, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

"You don't have a room here." Feng Xiang said with a dark face.

"Who said there is no?" Yan Ge raised his eyebrows, jumped to the second floor, and opened a door at random, but there was no one inside. "Isn't that right? Since the supervisor said that he would clean up the dust for me, how can he be dishonest?"

"Did I say it?" Feng Xiang took a few steps back, sat on the chair, raised his legs, "Why didn't I know?"

"I'll just live here." As if he didn't hear Feng Xiang's words, Yan Ge made a unilateral decision.

"Crack!" The table under Feng Xiang's hands was torn apart, "Dream is beautifully done."

"Bang!" A golden cake flew towards Fengxiang.

Feng Xiang raised his hand to grab it, his expression changed for a while, he hummed softly, and left.

【Hahahahahaha】

[This Fengxiang is a bit arrogant! 】

Yan Ge bent his lips, no matter what time it is, the fact that the director of Fenglou is greedy for money is indeed the same.He looked up at Swordsman Wushuang, "Aren't you coming in?"

Swordsman Wushuang was silent.

Leng Yao looked at the swordsman Wushuang in disbelief, and secretly sent a voice transmission, "Wushuang, you don't really want to go in, do you?" Why didn't he see that his brother is such a person who loves the new and hates the old?

Yan Ge propped his chin and looked at Swordsman Wushuang.

Swordsman Wushuang glanced across Yan Ge's eyes, nose, and lips, retracted his gaze restrainedly, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Leng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, that's right.He had heard of Zhang Yuyu's reputation as a libertine, and he heard that no matter how old or young, as long as he fell in love with someone, he would definitely fall in love with him in the end.It may not be long before the words "regardless of gender" will be added.He was really worried about his brother.

He glanced at Yan Ge, fortunately.

Noticing his gaze, Yan Ge smiled lightly, "Young master, are you interested in coming to my room to have a talk?"

Swordsman Wushuang paused.

Leng Yao shuddered all over, feeling like he was being watched by a scourge.Not afraid, not afraid, I will be afraid of him?He cheered himself up in his heart, and took a step forward with his chest straight, "I—"

A beam of sword light fell on his feet, he turned his head to look at Swordsman Wushuang, and saw him slowly put the sword back into the scabbard.

【? ? ? 】

He has swordsman Wushuang by his side, so what are you afraid of!Leng Yao turned to face Yan Ge, "See if you say one more word, this sword will fall on you!"

【…】

【Is that so? 】

[It's a hammer. 】

[What do I think, how do I feel that Swordsman Wushuang's sword is aimed at him! 】

[Swordsman Wushuang is probably not a simple friend. 】

[Maybe it's not being silly, but the mother and fetus are single. 】

[The one in front, crit! 】

[So, did Swordsman Wushuang recognize Tan Hua? 】

[This, shouldn't he go in if he recognizes it? 】

【this……】

Yan Ge put the sword on the table, propped his head up and laughed loudly.He touched his wrist calmly, and because he was pretending to be Zhang Yuyu, the imprint of mimosa on his wrist disappeared temporarily.Pity.

"What are you laughing at—what the hell—what are you doing—" Leng Yao's voice came intermittently from the wind.

"What are you doing!" Leng Yao was carried by Yan Ge's collar and slipped out of Fenglou, and threw it on the ground.

"Whispering." Swordsman Wushuang flicked the words, and Leng Yao fell silent.

[I'm silent. 】

[I suddenly doubted my inference just now. 】

[Maybe, maybe, Swordsman Wushuang is facing other people, is this the character? 】

"Hi!" Leng Yao jumped up lively, "You think I'm long-winded, you can tell me gently, there's no need to be so rough, right?"

Swordsman Wushuang looked at him indifferently.

"Got it, got it," Leng Yao put on a smile, "Do you remember what I said before? My job transfer task depends on you!"

Inside the Fenglou.

"You met Swordsman Wushuang?" Feng Xiang suddenly appeared opposite Yan Ge and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Yes."

Feng Xiang's eyes lit up, and he was about to ask, when he heard a playful voice from the opposite side, "I just met, old friend."

[Fuck, the old friend you just met? 】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 】

Yan Ge picked up a cup of tea, "I fell in love with him at first sight, and it felt like I met him in a previous life. Although we just met, we have known each other for a long time." After speaking, he blinked at Feng Xiang, and drank the water in the teacup in one gulp.

"Bang!" Feng Xiang crushed the teacup in his hand.

[Swordsman, come and listen, Tan Hua has confessed his love to you! 】

[The blinking action just now blinded me. 】

【Hahahaha Fengxiang: MMP】

"Just met him and treated you differently?" Feng Xiang forced himself to hold back the anger in his heart and said, he was afraid that he would accidentally beat the person in front of him to death.

"Maybe it's because I'm good-looking?" Yan Ge put down the teacup, and blinked the other eye at Feng Xiang.

Feng Xiang couldn't help but slapped Yan Ge with his palm, Yan Ge didn't move at all, and even poured himself another glass of water leisurely.

You are moving!Feng Xiang forcibly lifted his palm up, and when he saw the surrounding arrangement clearly, he forcibly retracted it.Don't you want money if you break it?It's all money!With those old ramblings in his ears, he forcibly withdrew his palm force, and under the backlash of his internal force, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"One day!" He snorted softly and disappeared in place.

"So Fenglou is a black shop?" Yan Ge played with the teacup in his hand, and started casually, "I have to make it clear to them."

Feng Xiang, who hadn't gone far, spurted out another mouthful of blood. Sooner or later, he would let this rascal die of anger! "Ten days."

Yan Ge poured himself another cup of tea, and murmured, "Could this be the so-called vomiting blood with anger? I've seen it."

[Fuck, you are so skinny!Hahahahahaha]

[Tan Hua, you have the nerve to say so!Are you vomiting blood with anger, don't you know? 】

【Hahahahahaha, it turns out that Tanhua doesn't just like to tease swordsmen, but treats everyone like this. 】

Yan Ge glanced at the light screen from the corner of his eye and raised his lips. He didn't just want to tease Feng Xiang.He found that everyone in Fenglou seemed to have some concerns about "Zhang Yuyu".Whether it was the man in red who was chasing and killing him before, who was suspected to be the hidden guard of Fenglou, or Fengxiang now.

……

That night.

Fenglou began to become lively.

Yan Ge opened the door, and walked out holding the sword danglingly.

The moment he walked out, the bustling Fenglou fell silent.

Yan Ge looked up, down, left, and right, and spread his hands helplessly towards Feng Xiang at the entrance of Fenglou.

[Hahahahahaha inexplicably feel itchy hands. 】

[Anchor, are you an actor?How can you pretend to be so mean? 】

[Hahahahahahahaha tonight is another night when Feng Xiang gets angry! 】

Feng Xiang rolled his eyes, "Come here."

Yan Ge walked down slowly with a smile on his face.

When everyone saw Yan Ge walking towards Fengxiang, they chatted and laughed with the people around them again.After all, with Fengxiang around, how could this prodigal who is known to like beauties fall in love with them.Peace of mind, peace of mind!

Seeing the reaction of everyone in Fenglou, Fengxiang's face darkened.He has always hated people talking about his face the most, but they didn't say anything, but this reaction said everything, leaving him with nowhere to vent his anger.

"Which performer is tonight?" Yan Ge walked to him and asked with a smile.

"Mengyun."

"Mengyun? Good name!" Yan Ge raised his eyebrows, looking quite interested.

"Female." Feng Xiang's voice of gnashing teeth came from beside him, and Yan Ge looked at him in surprise, "What's wrong with the female?"

Isn't this libertine only interested in men?This, is this a take-all for men and women?The crowd with pricked up ears froze, the Fenglou was quiet again, and then became lively.Everyone was thinking in their hearts, it seems that when they go back, they still need to keep their female relatives from going out.

"Tonight she—"

"To shut up!"

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Feng Xiang: My heart hurts, my liver hurts, my heart hurts! 】

"Shua!" The lights around the Fenglou went out, and only a few lights were left shining on the high platform in the middle of the lobby.

Mengyun's performance began.

Snowflakes fluttered down from above.Everyone couldn't help catching it, and as soon as Xue touched her warm hand, it turned into water and slipped away.It turned out to be real snowflakes!

After a while, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the high platform.

A woman in red landed lightly on the high platform, holding a bunch of dead branches in her arms.The sound of the piano sounded, and she stretched her body as much as she wanted, and every time she made a movement, she inserted a dead branch into the snow.

"Zheng——" the sound of the string breaking sounded, and she jumped up suddenly after inserting the last dead branch.The red gauze skirt is scattered in the air, set off by the snow all over the ground, like a red glow.

She landed on the ground, gently supporting the dead branch with her slender hands, spinning continuously, and the red dress fluttered like a blooming red flower.

"Boom!" The drum sounded.

On the dead branch she was supporting, buds and flowers began to bloom!

Blossoming plum blossoms are blooming on the dead branches!

As the red figure rotated again and again, plum blossoms bloomed one after another.In the end, the high platform turned into a plum forest, and the red plum blossoms bloomed on the snow-white ground, which was particularly eye-catching.

Mengyun's spinning figure in the plum grove slowly stopped, she leaned forward, and leaned in front of a forked plum branch.Close your eyes slightly, as if intoxicated by the fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Zheng~" the sound of the zither sounded, Meng Yun opened his eyes and looked up, his lips parted slightly, and he bit his white teeth lightly, biting the branch of plum blossom on his lips.Immediately, she jumped up into the air and danced in the air, getting higher and higher every time, as if she really was the plum blossom fairy who had descended to the world, and she wanted to return to the fairyland.

Everyone looked up following her figure, only to see that red dress getting farther and farther away, smaller and smaller.

"Shua—" The lights in Fenglou turned on again, and everyone was stabbed by the dazzling light. They closed their eyes subconsciously, and when they opened them again, the shadow of the red dress was gone.

"Crack!" Feng Xiang clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

Feng Yi came up holding a plate, on which was a branch of red plum blossom.

Feng Xiang didn't even bother to introduce the rules, so he waved his hand casually, "100 two beats."

When Yan Ge came back to his senses, he was still not satisfied. What he cared about was the last dance that Mengyun danced in the air. It seemed that it was a set of light work?It really deserves to be Yancheng.

Hearing Feng Xiang's words, he tapped on the scabbard, and the ending sound rose, "1000 taels."

Leng Yao who walked into Fenglou with Swordsman Wushuang shivered, why is it so cold?