first music repair

A red damask accentuated the curves of her whole body. When Hua Song saw her coming, her body stiffened even more.

He took a few steps back, and frowned with worry on his face, "Sister Qiuman, I really don't have the talent to learn dancing, so please forgive me."

Fairy Qiuman had already walked in front of him. Seeing that he was about to retreat, she gave him a light glance. She loved his appearance, but she couldn't see him dancing such a beautiful dance like dry wood. She rested her chin in thought Said: "I can't decide this matter, but if I tell you to dance like this again and ruin my dance, I don't want to..."

After finishing speaking, she thumped her palm with one hand, her eyes lit up and she said: "I heard from the main building that you play the piano quite well, don't you?"

Hua Song said: "...That's true, but if Manager Qin knows my information, then the people above should know."

The people above knew it, but they didn't ask him to learn the piano, but chose a dance he had never touched before.

Fairy Qiuman and Hua Song looked at each other silently, and she suddenly asked, "Did you offend someone?"

Just came in, and could offend anyone who could talk, Hua Song just looked at her so shallowly.

Fairy Qiuman shrugged, clapped her hands and said, "It's not you, it's our young master."

She muttered a few words angrily, too fast, Yi Hua Song couldn't understand her ears.

Just when the two looked at each other and didn't know what to do, a young man in a purple shirt ran in from outside, panting, and said while running: "Fairy, fairy, King Yan Zhen is here!"

"What!" Fairy Qiuman screamed, then looked down at her crude attire.

She yelled at the boy who was running towards her, "Go, go, help me coax him, don't let my God of Wealth be cut off by Suyun's little hoof!"

Hua Song stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

Fairy Qiuman said to the young man, she jumped up quickly, pulled up the gauze hanging in the pavilion and threw it in the air. She was in the flying gauze, and her clothes fell down. The bone-piercing beauty slowly fell to the ground.

These few breaths are so beautiful that people forget to breathe.

The purple-shirted boy had already arrived, he was already used to it, there was no surprise in his eyes, and his tone was not as excited as before, "Fairy, don't worry, don't worry, Brother Li Yue is stopping you there."

Fairy Qiuman pulled him and ran, halfway through, she suddenly turned around and pulled Hua Song along.

Hua Song couldn't break free, and couldn't get in the way, so he could only helplessly listen to Fairy Qiuman saying, "I'll tell you in detail, if anyone in this happy building is the most generous and the best to serve, then just let me know." This is King Yan Zhen.”

They descended slowly down the ladder.

"If you meet other people who have weird hobbies or want to suck up your spiritual power, then you will be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

As soon as we reached the fourth floor, a noisy sound rushed towards our face, ambiguous light and shadow shrouded the red lanterns, the man's rough voice and the woman's delicate voice were particularly eye-catching, Hua Song couldn't help frowning.

Fairy Qiuman shook off his hand, and rushed towards one direction with a sweet smile, her voice was as sweet as a warbler's cry: "Oh, true king, you are here, Qiu'er misses you so much."

The corridor was covered with a red carpet, and some women were leaning on the wooden railings, holding handkerchiefs, exposing their fragrant shoulders and half of their breasts, and winking at the people coming in downstairs.

A smiling man in a brocade suit and a feather crown was surrounded by several women in the middle of the corridor. At the moment when Fairy Qiuman rushed towards him, he seemed to have expected it, and he disappeared after a few turns. Come out and follow her body, "Oh, my little Qiuqiu, what should I do if I fell down, you will feel so sorry for me."

Fairy Qiuman threw herself into his arms, raised her charming face, "You didn't even go to see Qiu'er when you came, and you said your heart hurts, hmph."

King Yan Zhen couldn't help touching the mustache on his upper lip with his little finger, and smiled, "Qiu'er is naturally excellent, but well, there are thousands of flowers with different styles, and you have to taste every one of them. , then you will live up to the good things in life..."

As he spoke, he swiped his fingers in the air, his rather joyful face was full of intoxication.

Fairy Qiuman's lips pursed.

At this time, a woman walked lightly, wearing white clothes, holding a brocade handkerchief, her eyes were very pitiful, she lowered her head and smiled, very shy, she whispered softly: "Where is the real king, sister Qiuman?" Several times, this time let other sisters help to serve, after all, people have been watching for a long time, and there is not much novelty left."

Yan Zhenwang nodded sympathetically.

Fairy Qiuman winked and said nothing, she waved to the back, "Little Huahua, come here quickly."

No one answered.

She turned her head in amazement, Yan Zhenwang and the white-clothed woman also looked along the line of sight when they saw this, and they couldn't help frowning when they saw it.

Fairy Qiuman rushed over at once, and said fiercely: "I'll go to your second grandpa, get your dirty hands off!"

Fairy Qiuman rushed away for a long time, leaving only Hua Song and the rest of the Zishan boy looking at each other speechlessly.

The boy glanced at him and walked a few steps away from him.

Hua Song looked at him inexplicably.

The boy muttered: "You are so good-looking and you are still standing with me, do you want to make me even uglier?"

Hua Song is really speechless.

He thought for a while, then took a few steps forward, and came to a jade pillar. There was a plant next to it. The flowers bloomed very beautifully, but there were no leaves.Here you can just look down from the top.

Hua Song looked down curiously, and after just one or two glances, he looked away as if he was being burned.

The boy's small face was wrinkled, and he stared at Hua Song with an unfriendly gaze, seeing that he didn't care about his gaze, he approached angrily.

There are not many monks coming and going on the fourth floor, and most of them only have a few female stoves standing on the railing, and the scene below the third floor makes Hua Song dare not look into it.

In the Happy Building, only the reception hall entering the building and above the fourth floor make people not feel that kind of depravity and corruption.Although Hua Song was once curious about what the brothel looked like, but when he really saw it, seeing the unscrupulous behavior downstairs and the scene of licentiousness, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

He tilted his head to wash his eyes at the flowers next to him, and saw that the flower was growing strangely, so he asked curiously, "Do you know what flower this is?"

The young man was still a little angry and didn't want to answer, but being watched by those eyes, he couldn't help humming: "The piranha."

"!", Hua Song stepped back quickly.

Seeing his reaction, the boy laughed, "Idiot, juvenile piranhas can't bite people." He said with a little complacency, "You don't know as much as I do."

Hua Song regained her heartbeat, and glanced at him lightly.

At this moment, a figure flew over suddenly, fiercely threw Hua Song to the ground, his back hit the red carpet, his head hit the wooden wall, and he almost fainted from the pain.

Hua Song endured the pain and opened his eyes, only to see a strong man riding on him, with red hair all over his body, and even his face was flushed abnormally. He kept sniffing.

Hua Song was horrified, he exclaimed "Come on!", while struggling with all his hands and feet.

The burly man glared at him impatiently, and removed the joints of his hands and feet a few times. Hua Song suddenly collapsed to the ground, with a frightened expression, and his messy hair made him look fragile and seductive.

The man tore off his clothes, feeling the refreshing smell, impatiently sticking his hands to his skin, panting heavily: "Pure Yin Furnace, haha, I finally found it."

The terrified purple-shirted boy came back to his senses, ran out quickly, and screamed: "Guard!"

On the other side, after seeing the abnormal Qiuman Fairy, she roared loudly, then rushed over quickly, gathering all her spiritual energy on the soles of her feet, and kicked the strong man with one kick.

The strong man should not be underestimated even under the condition of madness. Fairy Qiuman not only did not kick him, but angered him. On the jade pillar, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

She still didn't give up and wanted to get up, cursing: "Where did the madman come from, are all the guards dead!"

Yan Zhenwang also rushed over at this time. He couldn't see the beauty being troubled the most. Seeing her struggling to get up, he hurriedly comforted her: "Don't get excited, just wait, I'll help you solve it."

As he spoke, he approached the strong man aggressively, a rope flew out from his sleeve, and bound the strong man with his head buried on Hua Song's neck.

The strong man's eyes were covered in red, he was tied up, his expression was even more crazy, his red hair stood up like barbs, he opened his mouth, and spat out a fire dragon.

Yan Zhenwang gave him a disdainful look, and rolled up his sleeves, and the fire dragon disappeared. At this time, he applied spiritual power to the rope, and the strong man fell on the ground as if his spiritual power had been drained.

At this time, the guards of the Happy Building were long overdue.

After resting for a while, Fairy Qiuman got up, stuck her waist, and scolded several people bloody. Yan Zhenwang looked at her with some interest, Fairy Qiuman felt his gaze, and was embarrassed , hastened to restore the charming appearance, and said in a flattering voice: "I really liked you just now."

King Yan Zhen smiled lightly, and licked his lips at her, "It's okay, you continue, I just like your aggressive appearance."

Fairy Qiuman was taken aback for a moment, then smiled infinitely shyly.

Chapter 18

The purple-shirted boy helped Hua Song, who was sweating profusely and limp on the ground, to his feet.

But at some point, the woman in white had already stood beside them, staring at Hua Song with an indescribable expression, her lips curled up like a sarcasm or a mockery.

She said with endless malice: "Do you know why you were molested, but the guards came late?"

"...Because you followed a good master."

After all, she giggled, her voice was very low but it rang in Hua Song's ears, "Like that disgusting man, you have nothing but a face. Why did you come from Happy Valley... You are so amazing disgust…"

Hua Song endured the pain, not wanting to spend his mind to deal with her jealousy, but just glanced at her expressionlessly, and immediately lowered his eyes.

The purple-shirted boy glared at her angrily, but dared not speak.

Enraged by Hua Song's attitude, the woman sneered at the young man, "What are you staring at, be careful that I gouged out your eyes."

"Whose eyes are you going to goug out?"

There was not much emotion in it, but it sounded like a storm was about to come.

Immediately, a flaming figure in red clothes suddenly approached, and Hua Song was swept into his arms at once. The red and white robes fluttered and appeared beside him as lightly as a cloud. When Hua Song raised his head, he could only see An ice-white, elegantly lined chin, and a disheveled chest.

The woman in white looked at the man in red who suddenly appeared in shock, speechless in fear.

Young Master Nan Feng sneered, then lowered his head and said to Hua Song: "Hold it!"

Immediately, there was a "cracking" sound, and Hua Song's bones were put back in place.The pain became more severe, he forgot to breathe in pain, the muscles on his face couldn't help convulsing, physiological tears fell silently, he bit his lip, his face was indifferent.

Mr. Nan Feng looked down at his face, which was radiant even in embarrassment, tapped Hua Song's chin, and put a pill into his mouth.

He smiled lightly, but there were burning flames in the depths of his eyes, he handed the flower song to Qing Nu who was following behind him, and said lightly: "Send it back."

Fairy Qiuman frightened the guards in place, and ordered the servants to greet King Yan Zhen, and then walked behind Mr. Nanfeng, her smile faded, and her eyes turned cold.

When the landlord is not around, they bully everywhere, do you really think they are easy to mess with?

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It's so noisy here, it's impossible for the monks who came to play in the Happy Building to come, but they scanned it with their spiritual sense, and took what happened in their eyes, and couldn't help talking with others:

"Looking at the male cultivator's appearance and the fluctuation of his spiritual power, it must be that something went wrong in his cultivation technique, and he has gone mad."

"Going mad" does not mean that the person has already become mad, but refers to the situation that the cultivation method is not good, which leads to the retrograde flow of Qi and blood, the loss of spiritual power, and the damage of the monk's mind, which leads to the situation of berserk.

"That's right, judging from his appearance, bones and spiritual power fluctuations, this person must be a casual cultivator. By chance, he walked on the immortal path without anyone's guidance. He practiced imperfect exercises, which led to the accumulation of anger in his body The spiritual power is tyrannical. If you can't find a way to evacuate your anger, and don't deal with it in the Happy Building, you will most likely die of suicide."

"Not bad."

"According to the situation just now, it can be speculated that the cauldron must be a special cauldron. Brother Li, can you tell what kind of physique it is?"

Another monk shook his head, "Even if a person with a special physique has practiced the insight technique, he can't tell the difference with the naked eye, unless he uses special props to know. Only in very special cases can he see the difference at first glance... But you can be sure, this furnace must be Yin. The physique is undoubtedly..."

So at first glance, even with the ability of a strong monk, it is impossible to tell who is the pure yin furnace, but he is still under the extreme heat, smelling the coolness instinctively, and then threw himself in a daze. past.

The two monks stroked their beards and smiled at each other.Cultivation is not easy, if you make a wrong step, you may be lost forever.A sigh scattered in the wind.

Compared with those who paid attention to the middle-aged monks, more people paid attention to the pale furnace cauldron.

A male cultivator who was obviously a regular customer grabbed the boy who was feeding him wine with one hand, and stretched his hand through the hem of his clothes, but said calmly, "A newcomer has come to your building?"

The young man's face was flushed, his eyes moved, and he said with a coquettish teasing: "Could it be that Xiaonu is not a newcomer, sir, don't have a newcomer and forget the old one."

Nanxiu obviously didn't like his provocative laugh, so he withdrew his hand blandly, and looked at him with a half-smile.

The young man's face froze, he spat inwardly, and then quickly apologized with a smile: "It's true that there are newcomers here, but these furnaces are the best furnaces that our building has spent a lot of time cultivating."

"They haven't built their foundation yet, so they can't serve guests in person. If you see something you like, you can place a bid at the Joy-Happy Night in the Happy Building. In this way, his first time will be yours."

For the first time, many monks flocked to Furnace Cauldron.Because, for the first time, not only the purest spiritual power can be obtained through double cultivation, but also a trace of Yuanli in their bodies. Of course, Yuanli can only be possessed by the Luding with a special physique.

The newcomers this time are all good-looking and have good qualifications. Although no one knows how many top-quality furnaces there are, but according to the situation just now, as long as they are a little smarter, they can more or less guess the qualifications of that furnace.The young man gritted his lips and teeth, and he could foresee what a lively scene the Happy Building would be.

The male cultivator touched the young man's face appreciatively, and then thought of the pale and fragile face that was still full of beauty, his eyes suddenly darkened, he threw the young man on the couch, and licked his lips impatiently.

Good-looking, and a rare and special furnace, it is hard not to make people feel greedy.

At this time, many people, like him, have an unparalleled interest in the new furnace in the Happy Building.

At this time, in an elegant room opposite to the fourth floor, the cloud window was opened, and the sound of gurgling strings could be heard.

A young man in a sky blue shirt with a handsome face and pure eyes was pacing back and forth, the fan in his hand was repeatedly closed and opened by him, and he looked in the direction of the door with a slightly anxious expression.

Sitting at the golden nanmu table, he kept putting food into his mouth. The man pushed away the waiter beside him, not letting her block him from picking up the food, and took advantage of the gap to say to the young man: "Young master!" , you sit down first, and you will almost faint when you turn your head."

It was the excited and anxious young man who was called back to his senses by him. There was something in his heart that he couldn't vent. He walked over a few steps, grabbed his hand that was about to pick up vegetables, his eyes were dreamy, and he said excitedly: "Do you feel it? My heart beats so fast, and tells me with a shuddering beat that it is so joyful."

The man tried his best to pull out his hand, looking at the table full of delicious food, he couldn't put down his chopsticks, but he couldn't break free.

The young man was full of intoxication, and his tone turned into a chant: "His face is carefully crafted like a magic pen, his eyes are like the clearest and quietest holy water, and his skin is whiter than the purest snow lotus..."

He thought of the young man standing in the lights all over the building, the glance came from the light and cold expression, and it was like an electric shock all over his body, he threw away the wrist he was holding, and gasped softly: "One look at ten thousand years."

"There is such a young man in the world, I am already intoxicated at a glance."

The man moved his wrist a few times, and when he heard his last few words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the veins on his forehead were pulled out one by one.

Although he was controlled by his brothers, he came to the Happy Building with the reason of taking the young master to the dirty brothel to experience the food.His motives were somewhat impure, but he absolutely did not dare or would not do anything to hurt his young master. Originally, they came out this time to experience their state of mind, but this time it was just a matter of chance.However, watching the young master fall in love with a cauldron at first sight, and then become "infatuated" in his heart when he looks back, it is really hard to understand.

But he had known for a long time that although this young master had outstanding talent and could be called a monster, he acted strangely and often did incomprehensible things. This sudden occurrence was not unacceptable.

Wen Ran held the folding fan tightly, and within a short while, a pair of quiet and beautiful eyes appeared in his mind. He forgot them at a glance, they were extremely clean and pure——

If that person's soul is as beautiful as those eyes, it must be extremely comfortable to just look at him quietly like this.

At this moment, a man in black with serious eyes walked into the private room.

Wen Ran's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to meet her, and asked repeatedly: "A Yue, what's the result of the inquiry?"

Ling Yue, with a square face and an indifferent expression, glanced at Wen Ran coldly, then looked over him at the man who was winking at him, and said indifferently: "My lord, the furnace you asked about is resting for recuperation, so I won't be visiting you." outsider."

Wen Ran frowned, "I just want to visit him, isn't that okay?"

Ling Yue just looked at him like that, raised his thick eyebrows, what do you think?

Wen Ran couldn't wait, but after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly became happy again. He waved to the man who was feasting behind him, and said excitedly: "Amu, go and redeem him for me."

Ling Mu chewed the food in his mouth first, then looked at Wen Ran, and lazily said: "Okay, but son, it will cost a lot of spirit stones."

Wen Ran waved his little hand, and said proudly: "No problem, my son, I have Lingshi."

Seeing this situation, the girls who had been ignored by the three masters and servants, who were playing the piano for fun, couldn't help but sneered and covered their lips with a smile.

Since these three people came in, with their fiery eyes, they naturally quickly saw that these three people must seldom enter this place of fireworks. They thought it was a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. People are weirder than each other.

One only knows how to eat, and the other is like ice, without any interest, not to mention the owner, who looks at them like looking at a table, chair and bench, and has never given them a look since they came in. That's all, now he actually wants to redeem that furnace that was specially cultivated?

She couldn't help being unhappy.

Ling Mu rolled his eyes, doing his duty as a guard, and pointed at the woman who covered her lips and smiled, and asked fiercely, "Why are you laughing? Is this how your Happy Building despises distinguished guests!?"

The girl who was accused was not afraid of him, she winked and said: "Don't be angry, I think the distinguished guests don't know, there is no such thing as redemption in the furnace of our Happy Building."

Her red lips were bent into a notch, "Life is a person of Happy Building, and death is a ghost of Happy Building."

Ling Mu looked at her delicate and numb face, rubbed his arms inexplicably, and glanced at the young man whose eyes were still innocent, as if he didn't hear the girl's words, he moved slowly and walked back to Ling Yue later.

The light in Wen Ran's clear eyes remained unchanged, he tilted his head, and chanted again: "Where there is white, there is black, and where there is light, there is darkness. The way of heaven is kind, but it does not save those who cannot save themselves."

After all, his pupils shone brightly, and he thought of the pair of pupils pointing directly at the soul, "Come out of the mud without being stained."

The two brothers Ling Mu looked at each other, and they couldn't help but think: a person like the young master who is born with a flawless state of mind doesn't need to train his mind at all, so he must have gained experience by coming out this time.

Thinking of the young master's enthusiasm for the "favorite" person or thing, they couldn't help but support their foreheads.

Chapter 19

Stepping on the ground covered with snow-white animal skins with bare feet, the fluffy and silky touch is extremely comfortable. In the center of the room is an extremely large golden couch, and paintings are spread down from the walls. The entire room is extremely luxuriously furnished without being worldly.

Ruyu's toes rubbed against the soft carpet, Hua Song felt as if she was sitting on a needle blanket.

Fairy Qiuman poured a sip of wine into Yan Zhenwang's mouth, then circled her small hands around his chest and stroked his chest. While breathing, she suddenly pulled the brown-red particles vigorously.

"Ouch!" King Yan Zhen trembled convulsively, and threw his hands excitedly, and with a bang, Fairy Qiuman was thrown behind the low couch.

Fairy Qiuman's hair was in a mess, her cheeks were dizzy, she climbed up delicately by the side of the couch, and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Before Yan Zhenwang's trembling heartstrings calmed down, infinite pity arose immediately, and he called Qiu'er tenderly, and his figure threw her to the ground like a wolf.

Seeing that the two had finally reached the hottest spot, Hua Song ignored him, and there would be more unsuitable scenes, so he carefully raised his foot and walked out slowly.

"Little Huahua."

The foot that was about to cross the threshold froze, Hua Song staggered, and he turned around and said: "I'll take a step first, so I won't disturb the two of you."

Fairy Qiuman struggled to reveal her entire face from under the couch, dripping with sweat, "Wait... ah..."

"Cool……"

Hua Song was so frightened that before she could finish speaking, she ran out at the speed of fleeing.

-

After running for a long distance, his speed gradually slowed down, and his rosy face was slowly restored to fairness by the wind.

Pressing on his thumping chest, Hua Song couldn't help but think: from now on, no matter what kind of invitation he gets, he will refuse to go.

He didn't expect Fairy Qiuman to invite him to play in her residence with apologetic expression, but she actually taught him the way of seduction and displayed such a lively scene.

Hua Song can't laugh or cry.

Although, this also proves that Yan Zhenwang is indeed a very generous person, as long as it is loved by him, he will continue to reward him.He just poured him a cup of tea, and he got hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

Hua Song squeezed the storage bag to comfort herself, but she was just squeezed a few times, not to mention, King Yan Zhen doesn't like men, as long as he can get the Lingshi to escape, he will be wronged a little bit. What.

What's more, he is a big man.

-

There was silence in front of Mr. Nanfeng's dormitory, and there was no one in sight, only a piece of green bamboo, which was full of vitality, contrasted with the flowing clouds and pebbles, adding a bit of vitality to the place.

Hua Song walked quickly, and after passing the building, he couldn't help but turn around and stop.

Just a few days ago, he suffered a sudden accident and was injured by a monk who lost his mind. He lay on the bed for two or three days.

However, maybe it was a blessing in disguise, because of his incident, the stove in "Baiyunjian" accepted him a little more kindly. At least Young Master Lanyue stopped being picky when he met him. The understanding is also more in-depth.

Only then did he realize that the furnaces in the Happy Building were actually divided into two factions, one from Happy Valley and the other from the outside world.

And Mr. Nanfeng is obviously from the outside world.Generally, furnaces from the outside world have a very low status in the Happy Building, not to mention that the furnaces in Happy Valley have been specially trained since childhood, and their appearance is even better; He has a fierce temperament, resents himself for falling into such a situation, is unwilling to reconcile himself, and often complains about others, which naturally makes the guests unhappy.

In this way, the boundaries between the two factions are even more distinct, and they both look at each other disliked.

In the past, one of the four leaders was all from Happy Valley, but now, Mr. Nanfeng is an anomaly.

However, Hua Song, who was born in Happy Valley, has devoted himself to Mr. Nanfeng's side. For the furnace of Happy Valley, Hua Song is tantamount to a traitor.

Therefore, after entering the Happy Building, no monks dared to directly provoke and make trouble, but Hua Song was attacked, which is a story that has to be told.

Hua Song touched his suddenly cold arms, and then looked at the cold pavilion, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He recalled that when his injuries had just recovered, he had just moved his body when he was brought to Mr. Nanfeng's bedroom.

He was a little dazed. Before he had time to look at how many people were standing around, his eyes were attracted by the five people kneeling on the ground——

That was the few guards who arrived slowly that day.

At this time, several people were kneeling on the ground with pale faces, sweating like a waterfall, and their expressions were terrified. They seemed to have never expected to be treated like this, and their faces were full of despair.

Mr. Nanfeng sat lazily on the jade seat, with a pattern of fire patterns on his forehead, black hair scattered, holding a jade tablet, his lips were raised like a smile, his eyeliner was raised, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Hua Song listened to his words like voices from outside the sky, staggered, and saw the blood mist falling, several dead heads rolling on the ground, the sprayed blood fell back quickly, and the ground was not dirty at all.

His complexion was like snow, and the rest of the furnace gasped in horror. Although Fairy Yunhuo had a calm face, her nails had already been pinched into the palm of her hand.

Mr. Nan Feng turned his head to look at him, and his tone was as gentle as a feather, "Don't be afraid, no one dares to bully us."

Hua Song felt terrified, the blood-clothed man's face was light and calm, but he could feel the horror in his tone, like a lurking beast, if he couldn't suppress it for a while, it would cause a bloody storm.

Mr. Nan Feng's emotions are becoming more and more uncontrollable, but he is very sober, and even enjoys this dangerous pleasure.

Hua Song doesn't know if others have noticed, but he has always been sensitive to other people's emotions, so he is even more stressed when facing Mr. Nan Feng.When he went back, he was numb, and his eyes were covered with blood.

This scene of treating human life like nothing gave him a knowing blow.

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As soon as Hua Song returned to the room, Zi Xin greeted her, and said with a smile: "Master, that man is here again."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the table, and all kinds of precious spiritual fruits were placed on the table.

Hua Song couldn't help rubbing his forehead, he had never met such a fanatical suitor, after repeated rejections, the man still cared about me, he didn't know what to do now.

Zi Xin licked her lips, and suggested: "Master, why don't you meet him, although it is stipulated in the building that you must be accompanied by his teacher Lu Ding when you meet guests, but there are exceptions to everything. Everything is done with one eye open and one eye closed.”

Zilan also came up, "That's right, you know that the furnace that came at the same time as you has already met countless distinguished guests, Yun Huo and Yanyun Fairy are very good at it, maybe they have already adjusted/taught the furnace, so , you will lag behind others do not know how much."

The better the master I serve, the better I am.The two maids saw that Hua Song was silent all day, bored in the room, didn't know how to make friends with other furnaces, went out for a walk, and their minds were not active at all, so they couldn't help but feel anxious for him.Now that I have the opportunity, I must say a few more words.

"That Mr. Wen, the servant girl saw that he was a master, and he was born as a master. Not to mention his wealth, he is also simple. If the young master can firmly hold his heart, what does the young master want..."

Hua Song turned around and stopped the endless lobbying behind him, frowned, and said coldly: "I won't mention this matter in the future. With my appearance and qualifications, why do I need to learn such low-level methods?"

He raised his chin haughtily, and gave a condescending glance, "What's more, Mr. Nanfeng said that I just need to remain mysterious."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the study.

The two people behind were shocked by what he said as a matter of course, and they almost couldn't speak up in one breath.

Sometimes the two maids really don't understand whether the master they are serving is smart or dull.

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Hua Song stood by the window, several windows were wide open, the moist wind blew over, the pages of the book rattled, and the black hair fluttered.

The bones of his hands pinching the window sill were pale, his brows and eyes were downcast, and he was quiet.

Since the accident, people have been wanting to see him for the past few days. Some people just talk about it, and they have no other expectations when they see him. All kinds of gifts followed, all of which were some spiritual fruit and liquid, snacks and food, but his intentions could be seen.

He lives behind closed doors and does not come into contact with outsiders.

This is not only Mr. Nanfeng's order, but also his own will.

They acted like this, not only the outside world speculated, but even the furnace inside was somewhat suspicious.In their opinion, if the shelf is too high, it will undoubtedly fall down. After all, most monks are arrogant. Although they entered the land of fireworks, they are still superior in their hearts, and they don't take the furnace cauldron seriously.Acting so arrogantly without paying attention to people will inevitably arouse the resentment of monks.

Mr. Nanfeng is careless, Hua Song doesn't care.

Now that his affairs have been known to everyone, there is no need to look for a sense of presence. After all, the appearance of the prosperous age is not as important as the "Pure Yin Furnace", and it is not as important as adding one ten thousandth of the cultivation base.

Hua Song let out a breath, raised his eyes and looked down.

In fact, no matter how much he adapts, he is a traditional person at heart, just like the family he was born in.

The monk mentioned by the maid was seen by him, so he naturally knew that this was an opportunity.If he wants to obtain a large amount of spirit stones, he can only get them from the customers who come and go. At this time, there is a customer who likes him so much, which is a good time to make a lot of money.

As long as he flatters a little, he can get a lot of spirit stones.

But when things came to an end, no matter how well he planned in his heart, no matter how much he tried to convince himself, he still felt timid.He stood there proudly and told him how a big man could do such a thing to seduce the same sex.

How hypocritical.

But he is hypocritical.In the Happy Building, avoiding some "see no evil" scenes, don't smell, don't look, don't listen, he can do it, and he can do it, even if the tempting woman is in front of him, he can still sit still .However, cuddling, intimacy and seduction, or facing the same sex...

Let him get used to it for a few days...

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It was cloudy and rainy outside the window, and the rain condensed into thin and long raindrops and floated down. The pavilions, houses, and courtyards below were hazy.

The two monks were arguing with each other, and when they disagreed with each other, they fought violently. Intense energy burst out, and the airflow in the central area was disordered.

Hua Song reached out to wipe away the trace of melancholy on his forehead, and looked down with bright eyes.

A big battle is about to break out, some rooms have already activated the defensive circle, other monks watched secretly, Hua Song rubbed his eyes, the magic power in the middle of the fight was too powerful, the two monks were shrouded in a strong light, the specific The situation of fighting skills makes people not see clearly.

After a long time, a person fell out of the light group with a bang, and made a big hole on the ground. A strong man flew out, crushed the escaped light spot cruelly, and snorted coldly: "This is not right. Know the fate of current affairs."

After all, a few steps forward, untied the storage bag of the dead monk, smiled sullenly, raised his hand, and was about to throw a ball of flames over...

"Wait!"

The beard and hair are all white, wearing gray cloth clothes, leaning on crutches, the old man who seems to be very old pushes open the wooden door and walks out slowly.

When the strong man saw the person coming, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he put down his raised hand, clasped his fists and said: "It turns out that it is an evil fairy, I am calling you, what orders do you have?"