Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

The melody rose suddenly, and then fell suddenly.

The music stopped abruptly.

There were thousands of people in the entire Shuiyuefang, and at this moment, they suddenly fell silent by coincidence.

Tang Jinghong opened his eyes and looked down.

Gao Jiangting rested her hands quietly on the thin strings of the harp, as if she was relieving her strength.

After a while, several similarly dressed maids came to the stage, some carefully moved the rare harp, and some gently helped Gao Jiangting up.

Gao Jiangting took advantage of the situation to get up, folded her lapel in a salute, and the tassels on her forehead shook slightly, brushing against Ruyu's face.

The crowd seemed to have regained their senses, and suddenly burst into applause and cheers.

Gao Jiangting just got up, her eyebrows were lowered, her face was calm and indifferent, as if the applause below had nothing to do with her.

The applause and applause continued for a long time, but Gao Jiangting was about to leave the stage, and the moment she turned around, she casually raised her eyes and glanced at the stands——

It happened to collide with Tang Jinghong's gaze.

Tang Jinghong was staring at her from afar, seeing her looking over, he smiled slightly, tilted his head, and blinked his right eye.

Gao Jiangting thought to herself that she had never seen this person before, but she felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in her heart, and this young man... gave her a very different feeling from other audiences.

No matter how famous the founder of Yiyinglou, Mrs. Gongsun, is, Yiyinglou is a kabuki workshop, and kabuki is despised no matter what time it is. The martial arts that shocked the world, but she...the people below may applaud loudly and yell loudly, but they may not think highly of her in their hearts.

And that young master admired and recognized her from the bottom of his heart, like an old friend, affirming her growth.

See you.

This word suddenly popped up in Gao Jiangting's mind. It was a little funny, but she still obeyed her inner feelings, hooked the corners of her mouth, and smiled in Tang Jinghong's direction, then turned around and quickly got off the stage with the help of the maid.

Only the audience who were completely blown away by that laugh were left behind.

Sitting on the roof, Tang Wule and Tang Jinghong could faintly hear the quarrels coming from under their feet: "Master Gao is obviously smiling at me!"

Tang Wule held a thatch stick in his mouth, propped his hands behind his back, and leaned slightly.

There was an autumn wind blowing, curling his hair hanging down the back.

He raised his eyes to look at Tang Jinghong, and said in frustration, "I really don't understand—this is the first time you've met Mr. Gao, right? There are so many people, why are you the only one with blue eyes?"

He was close to Tang Jinghong and was keen, so he could tell that Gao Jiangting was looking in their direction, and when he didn't look at him, he was looking at his junior brother.

"Of course it's because..." Tang Jinghong turned his head while speaking, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, showing a somewhat funny expression, and then stretched out his hand.

Tang Wule subconsciously leaned back, trying to escape.

"Don't move—" Tang Jinghong said, he pressed his shoulders, lifted his body slightly, and leaned forward.

The distance suddenly drew closer, and the tip of his nose smelled the faint scent of green bamboo on Tang Jinghong's body. All he could see was the clean, delicate, and graceful chin.

Junior Brother Jinghong will not harm himself.Tang Wule made a hint to himself, so he didn't directly push the person away.And since he didn't push it away, his gaze could not help but slide slowly from Tang Jinghong's chin to his neck. As he looked at it, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and then he said carelessly: "Hey little brother, I didn't realize before that your skin is so fair...even whiter than a girl—"

——In fact, it is not only white, but more importantly, delicate and delicate, but this word... Tang Wule didn't think of it for a while.

Hearing this, Tang Jinghong looked down at Tang Wule.

Tang Wule was caught off guard for a moment, and suddenly bumped into Tang Jinghong's eyes, slightly startled—these eyes are very beautiful.It was as black as a speck of ink, as deep as a deep pool, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow, which added a bit of three-dimensionality. Obviously, it was just a random glance, but there was a feeling of being stared at intently and solemnly by the other party.

It was as if she was the whole world in her eyes.

Tang Jinghong didn't pay attention to Tang Wule's expression, quickly stopped, sat back, and said indifferently: "Tangjiabao looks like that, seeing that the sky can't get the sun, even if you want to get dark, it can't be dark—here, let's intervene The grass is on the top of your head, are you dissatisfied with Uncle Aoxia?"

Tang Wule came back to his senses, took the withered grass, and couldn't help but rubbed his head, only then did he realize that Tang Jinghong was fetching the dried grass that he had inserted into his hair at some point.

They were born in Bashu, so they don't really care about people from the Central Plains.However, there is a withered grass on the head, which still affects the image after all.

Tang Wule played with the withered grass, watched the crowds gradually disperse in the stands below, stood up, and said, "Go back to the inn?"

Tang Jinghong also stood up, looked around for a while, and wanted to find a restaurant to worship the Wu Zang Temple first, but he seemed to see something, his expression changed, and then the organ behind him spread his wings and flew in another direction.

Kabuki workshops appear in clusters.

There are naturally countless large and small bands near Yiying Building.

Because of Aunt Gongsun's strong martial arts and warm heart, it is relatively safe for the girls to perform in this neighborhood, at least there will be no robbery, and it can be regarded as a pure land for these hard-fated girls.

But there are always surprises.

A stage was set up in front of a small band a little far from Yiying Building, and a few pretty girls were dancing to the accompaniment, their smooth and white thighs faintly flashing under their flying skirts.

After all, this is within the sphere of influence of Yiyinglou. Although the passers-by watching around feel itchy, they also know that these girls are not selling themselves. , Smiling evilly, he was about to touch the calf of the girl with the most beautiful appearance at the front, but after being avoided by the girl without a trace, he showed depression and anger.

It just so happened that the group of girls packed up their things in a hurry after dancing, and left immediately.

However, before they returned to the workshop, the big man just came over, took out an ingot of silver from his pocket and threw it in front of the door, grabbed the girl's wrist, and said: "Today, the old man wants you to accompany me well." uncle!"

The girl struggled desperately with fear on her face, the big man seemed impatient, he raised his left hand and was about to swing it down.

This big man was five big and three thick, and his body was full of muscles, while the girl was slender, with this slap, she would be dazed for a long time if she didn't faint.

However, there were ordinary people or weak girls around, and they were frightened for a while and stood still, unable to move.

The big man laughed triumphantly, but at this moment, he seemed to see a blue shadow and a red shadow passing by in front of his eyes. Before he could take a closer look, suddenly something hard and sharp hit his elbow joint, and his whole arm went numb. Let go of the girl, at the same time, a snowy light flashed by, Gao Yang's left hand felt a bone-chilling coolness, and then he was kicked hard on the face, and at the same time as he fell on his back, there was a sharp pain in the palm of his left hand, There was a burst of blood in the scent of powder.

The big man sobered up in an instant, endured the great pain all over his body, first looked at his left palm, a bloody eye appeared in the center, he looked up angrily, and saw two people standing in front of him - a young man in a blue shirt on the right, Covered in silver armor, handsome, gentle, tall and tall, with a graceful demeanor, at this moment, he was holding the hand of the girl he had grabbed and persecuted with one hand, and stroking her head with the other, greeting her with care.As for the girl whom he disliked even even touching her, her face was blushing, her head was lowered, and she answered in a low voice.As for the left side... He had a premonition when he saw the bloody eye in his palm. He looked over in fear at this time, and then immediately jumped up, ignoring the pain, and kowtowed: "I don't know that the seventh girl came back to Yiyinglou. I drank two glasses of wine too much, and committed a foolish thing. I hope the seventh girl will forgive me, and I am different from ordinary common sense..."

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with long hair tied into a crooked ponytail on one side of her head, is dressed in a red dress that is as fierce as fire, but her elegant and beautiful face is as cold as ice. The sword, glowing with ice-blue light, with two pairs of bells tied to its cuff, was shaking slightly at this moment, making a tinkling sound.

——Who is this outfit, if not Yanxiu Xiaoqi?

She first glanced at the girl who was forced before, and saw that she was being appeased. She glanced past Tang Jinghong, and finally looked sharply at the big man who kept kowtowing, and paused for a moment on his red and swollen forehead. After a while, Fang Cai said coldly: "I'm glad you didn't slap that slap just now! Otherwise, this girl will leave your dirty hand completely behind today—get out of here!"

The big man apologized hastily, and then left in a shit.

Xiao Qi inserted the long sword back into his back.

Tang Jinghong let go of the girl's hand at this moment and patted her on the shoulder.

The forced girl blushed and came over to thank Xiaoqi.

In the past, when encountering such a situation, the girl would always cry in fear after being rescued, but now she is coaxed so quickly, which saves her trouble.After Xiao Qi told the girl that you are welcome, he looked at Tang Jinghong in a blink of an eye.

Tang Jinghong showed a kind smile, and said: "I've heard about Miss Seven's heroic name for a long time, and seeing her today, she really deserves her reputation." After speaking, he paused, and before anyone asked, he took the initiative to report his name: "Shu Chuantang Sect, Tang Jinghong."

At this point, Xiao Qi just showed a smile, like the first melting of spring snow, with a clear voice, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, nodded and said: "You are very good, I like you."

Tang Jinghong raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence, I also like Miss Xiaoqi."