Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

"You mean, Fu Luo is the person who was placed in the Subduing Demon Tower?" Nangong Yishou questioned, "I don't believe it."

"It's really not easy to admit that I'm stupid, I can understand." Yang Yueming patted him on the shoulder, "But I'm not trying to convince you, I'm just stating what I know, it's your freedom to believe it or not."

"You say that Fuluo is a person from Jiangmo Pagoda is just a one-sided statement. What evidence do you have?" Nangong Yishou's gloomy air was even stronger.

"You have too much double standards." Yang Yueming expressed dissatisfaction, "When Yan Fuluo told you that she was persecuted by Yanzilou, why didn't you ask her to take evidence?"

Nangong was choked when he changed hands, and there was no way to refute it.

"You follow us these two days first, and I will show you the evidence." Ren Xiaodao said suddenly.

Nangong Yishou looked up at him, he had once fought against Ren Xiaodao in front of the Swallow Tower, with Ren Xiaodao's martial arts, if he wanted to harm him, he could fight directly, there was really no need to lie to him.

But just like this, it made it even more uncomfortable for Nangong to change hands.

At noon the next day, Yang Yueming was still sleeping on the bed, and there was a loud noise from downstairs in the inn.

"Why is it so noisy?" Yang Yueming opened his eyes unhappily, the corners of which were still steamed.

He went through a series of things last night. He didn't fall asleep until midnight, and he fell asleep because he was too full to roll around before dawn. He still hasn't woken up yet.

Ren Xiaodao leaned against the edge of the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He woke up now and said, "I'll go down and have a look."

As soon as the words were finished, the servants of the Sword God Family had already knocked on the door outside: "Young Master Jin, are you awake? Master Yanzi is here."

"Yan Furuo!" Yang Yueming's eyes lit up, and he became energetic immediately, "Wait for me, soon."

Yang Yueming dressed quickly, Ren Xiaodao held him down: "You still want to see Yan Furuo?"

"That's for sure, big beauty!" Yang Yueming said as he rushed out, the entourage of the Sword God Family waited outside the door, they nodded when they saw him come out, and led him downstairs.

The people downstairs in the inn were all emptied, leaving only the people from the Sword God Family and Yanzilou. The maidservant of Yanzilou was guarding the entrance of the inn. Yan Furuo sat on the table in the middle of the lobby, Luo Zhuchen and Nie Xueyi also Sit at the same table.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Yan Furuo raised her head, and when she saw Yang Yueming, her eyes suddenly rolled up, and she smiled softly.

"Young Master Jin, hello." Yan Furuo stood up and nodded slightly, her face was as gentle as water and as delicate as a flower.

Immediately, Yang Yueming felt relieved, stopped his eager steps, pretended to be serious, and walked over slowly.

"The poor arrangement of the Swallow House yesterday caused Mr. Jin to be frightened. I'm really sorry. I heard that Mr. Jin has returned safely, so I'm here to make amends." Yan Furuo's eyes were bright and her voice was soft. My heart will melt.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Yang Yueming said hastily, "It was me who was not careful, so I don't blame the landlord."

"Young Master Ruojin doesn't mind, just call me by my first name." Yan Furuo swept Yang Yueming lightly from the corner of her eyes, with a faint shyness.

"Oh, how embarrassing it is!" Yang Yueming almost lost his soul, "Then let's make such a happy decision! Miss Furuo."

Yan Furuo was teased and chuckled: "Young Master Jin, have you been hurt in the past two days?"

"It's okay, it's healthy!"

Nie Xueyi silently rolled her eyes beside her: "It just turned into a starving ghost."

Yang Yueming glared at her out of the corner of his eye, and continued to look at Yan Furuo affectionately: "We rich people have good physical fitness, we are strong and not afraid of getting hurt."

Can you hide the nouveau riche's face when picking up girls?

Nie Xueyi was powerless to complain, but to her surprise, Yan Furuo didn't appear to have indigestion at all, and could continue to look tenderly.

There won't be any women who appreciate Yang Yueming's style, right?

Nie Xueyi caressed her forehead, she was one of the four beauties after all, Yan Furuo's eyes were too bad.

Seeing Yang Yueming and Yan Furuo seem to have entered the two-person world mode where no one else is around, Luo Zhuchen said to Nie Xueyi tactfully: "Xueyi, should we avoid it?"

It was the first time that Nie Xueyi saw that the girl Yang Yueming liked was also interested in him. The fire of gossip was burning in her heart, and she couldn't bear to leave. She pressed Luo Zhuchen's shoulder: "Don't talk, watch the show."

Luo Zhuchen: "..."

Yan Furuo pursed her petal-like lips, and said in a low voice, "Master Jin must be the first to come to Hansha Town. If you don't mind, my little girl can be the host tomorrow and take Mr. Jin to visit Hansha Town..."

"That would be great." Yang Yueming said, "Hansha Town has infinite scenery, and I'm looking forward to it very much. If Miss Furuo is willing to give you some pointers, that's really what I wish for..."

Nie Xueyi: "It's just such a place that doesn't shit, is it worth visiting?"

Luo Zhuchen was also silent: "The ulterior motive is not in the bar."

When Yan Furuo reluctantly left the inn, Yang Yueming jumped up with a cheer, and looked at Luo Zhuchen and the others with a piercing look: "I feel that I will soon be able to marry a wife and have children!"

Nie Xueyi: "...your feelings really shocked me!"

"She's so beautiful!" Yang Yueming looked dreamy, "She's exactly my ideal type..."

"You seem to have quite a few ideal types." Ren Xiaodao also went downstairs at some point, counting with his fingers, "I'll do the math, Yutuxiang, Xueyi, Jiang Qingyan, and Yan Furuo, tsk , almost half a dozen, and the style has changed a lot!"

Yang Yueming shot him a sideways look, and then said with stars in his eyes: "You are wrong, they all have one thing in common—that is, they are very beautiful. Of course, I declare now that Yan Furuo is the most beautiful and has the most discerning eyes."

Nie Xueyi: "..." Did you take me seriously?

Seeing Yang Yueming's nympho look on Yang Yueming's face, Ren Xiaodao was inexplicably displeased: "But you and Yan Furuo don't look very compatible."

Yang Yueming gave him a sideways look: "Don't pretend to be a magic stick, you don't even know my horoscope, just talk nonsense!"

Then clasped his hands together: "If there is a fortune teller by your side at this time, he will definitely say that Furuo and I are a match made in heaven! It couldn't be a better match!"

Nie Xueyi tugged on Luo Zhuchen's sleeve: "I'll bet you five copper coins that Fugui's love this time won't last three days."

Luo Zhuchen: "I think wealth and fortune usually only bet three copper coins."

Nie Xueyi: "That's because of being rich and poor."

Luo Zhuchen took a deep breath: "Okay, it's a bet."

"You are all wrong!" Yang Yueming turned around angrily, and pointed at them like a god, "I have a hunch that I will be able to get married this time. Hmph, I will definitely not send invitations to you at that time."

The corner of Ren Xiaodao's mouth twitched, and he rubbed against Nie Xueyi and the others, with a vicious gleam in his eyes: "I raise three copper coins."