Kou Zhong, this kid has been very rich recently, the two capitals of Luoyang and Chang'an are already in his hands, and he made a lot of money by copying Jingnian Zen Buddhism, and later got the treasure of Yang Gong, plus the money of the Song Valve, he is definitely the richest prince in the world, and he arranged this banquet vividly.

Everyone, you and I poured Song Yichen one cup at a time, fortunately, Song Yichen has a good physique now, and he has miraculous skills to protect his body, otherwise he would definitely be poured by them.

"Master, are you really leaving?" Dugufeng asked, she was Song Yichen's last apprentice, she had not been apprenticed for a long time, and she had not yet learned great skills, so she was a little reluctant to leave Song Yichen.

"There is always a separation, Taoist Tianzong pays attention to not asking about the world, and I have made an exception when I go out of the mountain this time. Song Yichen flickered.

Dugu Feng couldn't help but sigh when he heard Song Yichen's words, he was still his apprentice, and he could also be regarded as a disciple of Tianzong, right? He was already very polite if he didn't catch himself into the deep mountains and wild forests, and he didn't dare to speak.

At this time, a pleasant singing sounded: "Looking at the rain and clouds, relying on the quiet, watching the autumn light." The evening scene is sparse, and Song Yu is sad. The water breeze is light, the apples are getting old, the moon dew is cold, and the sycamore leaves are yellow...... "The only one in the world who can sing so pleasantly is Shang Xiufang, this song was read by Song Yichen in Manqing Courtyard before, when Shang Xiufang once said that he wanted to compose a song, I didn't expect to hear it on this occasion."

The current people seem to be attracted to another world by Shang Xiufang's heavenly singing, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses until the end of the song.

"I didn't expect Xiufang everyone to remember our agreement. Song Yichen was slightly moved in her heart, but she didn't expect her to sing this song in this kind of scene to say goodbye.

This time, Mr. Song saved the people of the world from a military disaster, and Xiufang thanked Mr. Song on behalf of the people of the world. Although Shang Xiufang is just a singer, she is also a world-renowned artist, and she has a very high status in Shilin, but no one knows who her background is, only that whoever dares to bully her will be unlucky.

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, although the Taoist Tianzong does not ask about the world, but when the people are in distress, they also hope to do their part. Song Yichen said modestly. Who knew that everyone was shocked by his words, this year, the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband This well-known sentence has not yet been put forward, and the "old antiques" of the Sui and Tang dynasties are naturally deafening.

"Okay~ This statement of a Taoist friend expresses the voice of the righteous people in the world. Chong Xuan praised on the side.

Xiufang was also impressed by Mr. Song's feelings, if it weren't for Xiufang's unfulfilled wishes, she would like to always be with Mr. Shang Xiufang looked at Song Yichen with shining eyes, she also has her own career and her own ideals.

Song Yichen smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this, what is this? Since you don't want to, don't say it, this makes people feel embarrassed!?

As Song Yichen's apprentice, Kou Zhong came out and played the original song at this time: "The song that everyone sang just now was composed by the master that day, why don't you ask the master to make another song today, and when you see you again the next day, please sing another song, how about it?"

Shang Xiufang also looked at Song Yichen with antiquation on her face when she heard this, originally she thought it was goodbye, but she didn't expect that there would be a chance to see her again.

Song Yichen glanced at Kou Zhong angrily, it seemed that he was going to plagiarize again this time, searched the inventory in his mind, and said: "Let's make a parting poem~" Everyone applauded when they heard Song Yichen's words, and responded to the current environment.

"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival. Where do you wake up tonight? This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can I say it to!" Song Yichen stole Liu Yong's words again, although the scene described was not appropriate, but everyone would only think that it was the scenery in Song Yichen's imagination, because no one had heard of this word~

Shang Xiufang bowed deeply to Song Yichen: "Such a masterpiece that can be passed down for thousands of years, Xiufang thanks Mr. for the gift." ”

"At that time, I will also invite Xiufang to sing a song. Song Yichen is also looking forward to what kind of song Shang Xiufang will make Yulin Ling, this is the best artist Song Yichen has ever seen!

After the banquet was over, Song Yichen was sent to the room specially prepared by Kou Zhong, and Wan Wan, who had not appeared all night, was reclining on his bed, Song Yichen would not think that Kou Zhong would prepare this kind of service for himself: "I didn't expect you to be here, I thought you had something to go out, but I can't see you this time!"

"The slave family is reluctant to Song Lang. Wan Wan lifted the thin quilt covering her and got out of bed, at this time she was only covered with a light veil, and her delicate body loomed.

Song Yichen subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do, be careful and bear the consequences~" Your sister, is this going backwards?

"Naturally, I want to leave a little good memory before Song Lang leaves~" A small porcelain bottle suddenly appeared in Wan Wan's hand, she opened the stopper, and a burst of fragrance wafted out.

"This is?" Song Yichen had a bad premonition.

"We have a special rejuvenation medicine made by the Yin Kwai faction, and we also hope that Song Lang can be satisfied. Wan Wan wrapped her arms around Song Yichen's neck, fortunately she didn't have the slightest murderous aura, otherwise Song Yichen would definitely choose to destroy flowers with her hands at this moment, this woman is too dangerous.

"Wan'er should know that the Heavenly Demon can't be broken before the 18th floor. Song Yichen felt that the desire ~ fire in his body was becoming more and more intense.

"The slave family believes in Song Lang~" Wan Wan began to take off her clothes for Song Yichen one by one.

"Female hooligan!" Song Yichen roared angrily, he didn't care, he didn't care about it, he picked up Wan Wan by the waist, put it directly on the bed, and released the extremely brave second brother, who stabbed directly at Wan Wan's stamen, and didn't even do foreplay.

"Ah~" accompanied by a painful cry from Wan Wan, Luo Mei nodded. Fortunately, Wanwan's medicine is better, otherwise the pain she will endure will be more intense, knowing that there may be no reason for next time, Wanwan quickly adapted, and kept begging, the two fought a fierce friendly match, as if to vent all the desires in her heart.

The friendly match between the two was played until dawn, and just when Song Yichen decided to talk to Wan Wan well, Wan Wan suddenly hit him on the neck with her hand, wanting to stun him, which was naturally not enough for him to stun him, but Song Yichen knew that Wan Wan must have a reason for stuning herself, and she wanted to figure out what Wan Wan wanted to do to see if she wanted to be unfavorable to herself, so she pretended to faint.

Wan Wan saw that Song Yichen fainted, her face flashed a little apologetic, she staggered out of bed, and put on her clothes neatly, but yesterday's battle was too fierce, and her pace was much more chaotic. As she expected, she had already practiced to the 18th layer of the Heavenly Demon ** as she wished, Wan Wan came to Song Yichen's bed and looked at Song Yichen affectionately for a long time, before she kissed him lightly on the cheek, whispered "I'm sorry~" and left.

Song Yichen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Wan Wan didn't want to be bad for herself, at least she still had feelings for herself, but what did she mean by saying sorry? What did she mean yesterday? He is a responsible man, and he also thought about keeping Wanwan by his side, or helping her fulfill her dreams, but in the end he gave up, he is not the first in her heart, let's give both parties a little more time~

(To be continued.) )