Most people around the world have a very simple consensus, that is, no matter what an object, it has many faces. The same is true for people, I don't know how many experts and professors in clothes can instantly turn into bricks and beasts when they take off their clothes, or two people who have a deep hatred can talk and laugh together, turn around and start planning how to kill each other.

This kind of thing is not absurd at all, on the contrary, in this society is becoming more and more impetuous and people are scheming more and more deep in the society, this phenomenon can be called common, and now children in elementary school can comfort their lesbian table to talk about ideals and talk about life, but when they return home, they are scolded by their parents and cry their noses, which is enough to show that the word multi-faceted surname is widely used.

But an old man who was still imposing just now and spoke passionately turned into an apology to his neighbor with a sneer, and Wang Fuxing still felt a little unbearable. This old guy is simply a Taoist flower that is blooming wantonly, at least this face-changing kung fu is unparalleled in the world. Wang Fuxing stood straight, and he was a little grateful to the neighbor who kicked the wall outside for no reason, at least the other party made him feel a lot more relaxed by making such a disturbance.

The old Taoist priest was majestic in front of Wang Fuxing, but in the face of outsiders, he was not an ordinary kind eyebrow, he didn't have the slightest temper, he seemed to be afraid that the neighbors outside would beat him up in anger, and he didn't even dare to go out of the door, apologized to people across the wall, and put his posture very low.

Since entering the house, she has been standing quietly in an unobtrusive corner, and the young female Dao Gu seems to have long been accustomed to the master's face, and her expression is calm. She was adopted by the old Taoist priest since she was a child, and she has long known his Xi surname, for the old Tao, the occasional normal behavior is the most abnormal thing, and now it seems crazy, but in fact it is calm, although he scolded the man just now, although he was very ruthless, but he didn't seem to be too angry.

Lao Dao finally persuaded the neighbor to go back, and he couldn't continue to let out his anger, so he sat on the three-legged chair again, and said in a calm tone: "What is your relationship with the girl of the Xia family?" ”

"Friendship."

Wang Fuxing said with a weak heart, and when he said this, he hesitated, kissed and hugged, and played with other people's little tongues, this relationship is really hard to say. Although there has been an agreement between the two for a few years, there is still 108,000 miles away from a private life, and the safest way to say it can only be a friendship.

"What about Chu Qianyuan?"

The old Taoist priest continued to ask, since he appeared beside Wang Fuxing, he regarded himself as an elder, and of course, Wang Fuxing also did not feel anything abrupt.

"My girlfriend."

This time Wang Fuxing replied much more calmly, the identity of the aunt of the Chu family is estimated to be the most popular figure in the upper circle of Huating in recent days, he denied it useless, and he didn't want to deny the kind girl who hugged him tightly in the War Song Club that night.

"What did Yu Xiaofei say?"

The old Taoist priest wiped the dust on the table with a snow-white whisk, and then began to wipe the dust with his hands, and finally put his hand on his nose and sniffed it, because he lowered his head, others could not see his expression at this time.

Wang Fuxing's scalp was numb for a while, if he didn't know that there was a huge difference in the strength of the two, he couldn't wait to rush over and grab the old Taoist priest's neck and ask him where he knew so much about himself. He was 100% sure that no one could follow him, so how could this old Taoist priest who seemed to live in such a place have so much news about himself?

"It's a mistress, right?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Fuxingdao, his tone was straightforward and to the point.

Wang Fuxing didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence. He has already had a relationship with Yu Xiaoyu, although he is not responsible, but after all, it is the woman who handed it over to him for the first time, and if he wants him to say that there is nothing between the two, he can't say it.

"Come here." The old Taoist priest beckoned to Wang Fuxing, there was no stool next to him, so he simply motioned for Wang Fuxing to squat down, and then took his hand and studied it carefully.

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm, but his heart was full of suspicion.

Could this old guy really be able to pinch and calculate, and calculate what he has experienced?

"Well, boy, your life is very peculiar, the young man is very hard, but now it has come and gone, the road will be very smooth in the future, although there is a fright, there is no danger, rest assured. Judging from your palmistry, you will not be able to run away from the rich and expensive in the future, but the peach blossom luck is flooded, I am afraid it is a catastrophe, fate, I am afraid it is not easy to do, I am afraid it will bring you a lot of trouble. ”

The old Taoist priest was serious, shaking his head and shaking his head.

"Really?"

Wang Fuxing smiled and said, he can use his membership card to swear that he is not a pervert, but peach blossom luck is something that every man desires, if there is really one, even if there is some trouble, he is not afraid.

The old Taoist priest nodded, patted Wang Fuxing's hand, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, with me, everything is worry-free." ”

Standing quietly behind the two of them, like a beautiful statue, Huangfu Lingxi pursed his lips slightly, wanting to reveal the master's old bottom, but he couldn't help it. From childhood to adulthood, she and her master have told fortunes for people a total of seven times, it is an honor, every time this old guy is talking nonsense, even if it is, the magic stick is also a profession, the key is that this old man is really too unprofessional, every time he is recognized on the spot, and there are even funny things that have been chased for five streets in a row, she dares to guarantee that as long as Wang Fuxing is asking a few questions, this old guy will be exposed.

It's just that Wang Fuxing disappointed Huangfu Lingxi, he didn't continue to ask any questions, but shook the old Taoist's hand with a happy face, and said with a smile: "Daoist Master, thank you." ”

Dao Chief?

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, his expression involuntarily became a little kind, and he said softly: "If you don't mind, call me Grandpa Wang, really speaking, I am nearly ten years older than your grandfather." Well, my old man generally doesn't tell fortunes to others, two hundred at a time, you bring money, right? Remember to give money later. ”

Wang Fuxing was dumbfounded, the muscles at the corners of his mouth kept twitching and trembling, and he wanted to slap this old guy to death. It's just that before he could react, the old Taoist priest had quietly changed the topic, and moved to the place he was most interested in, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the female Taoist aunt, and said softly: "What do you think of Lingxi?" ”

"Lingxi?"

Wang Fuxing's tone was puzzled, and he could roughly guess that this was the name of the young woman behind him, and if the real person was as his name, he had a pure taste.

"Huangfu Lingxi, my apprentice."

The old Taoist priest smiled proudly, mentioning his apprentice, with an undisguised pride and pride on his face, as if he had more face.

"The name is good, and the person is more beautiful."

Wang Fuxing gave the answer without thinking, and there was no false ingredient in it.

The old Taoist priest smiled and beckoned, called Huangfu Lingxi to his side, and said indifferently: "How about being your wife?" ”

Wang Fuxing's body squatting next to the table shook suddenly, and he almost sat on the ground.

Huangfu Lingxi stood in front of his master with a calm expression.

"Be a wife?"

Wang Fuxing asked uncertainly, the feeling in his heart was like suddenly winning hundreds of millions of lottery tickets, panicked, excited and apprehensive, and even thinking of Chu Qianyuan, it also made him feel an extremely strong sense of guilt.

"Don't want to?" The old Taoist priest had a playful smile on his old face: "This is also set by your grandfather, for so many years, I have spent a lot of effort to cultivate her, and now I can finally become a teacher, this time, Lingxi will stay by your side, don't worry, Lingxi himself is also conditional." ”

"On what terms?"

Wang Fuxing subconsciously asked, smelling the rich body fragrance from the Huangfu Lingxi, and there was a sense of uncertain dreaminess.

Such a stunner, will she be her own woman?

The old Taoist priest smiled and said nothing, glanced at Huangfu Lingxi, and motioned for her to say it herself.

Huangfu Lingxi's expression was flat, looking like a businessman, but the elegant long sword behind him was trembling slightly, and he said in a cold tone: "Compete with me, win me, everything depends on you." If I lose, I'm still me, you're still you. ”

"Fight?"

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise, he thought that he was not the opponent of the old Taoist, but if he couldn't even win against a woman, wouldn't it be too faceless?

Huangfu Lingxi nodded indifferently, but the elegantly shaped long sword behind his back shook more and more intensely.

"Your grandfather is not best at Baji and Tai Chi, he uses a sword, and he can be called a generation of kendo masters. So if I'm not mistaken, you're probably best at using a sword, right? At the very least, it should be much easier than you can make a butterfly knife. Your grandfather is also a figure, a master of swordsmanship, but he can't use a gun for the rest of his life. ”

The old Taoist priest sighed softly, glanced at the elegant long sword on the back of the Huangfu Lingxi, and seemed to have completely opened the conversation: "When the Wang family was at its peak, your grandfather asked me to help build two swords, one long and one short, and the one on the back of the Lingxi was a long sword, called Qiushui." There is also a short sword, called Frenzy, unsheathed. I didn't bring it to you this time, but I'll have someone bring it to you later. Of course, if you're in a hurry, you can use the butterfly knife to compare with the spirit rhino now. Your grandfather has used the layout for a lifetime, but there are still a lot of uncertain surnames, so the higher you go, the more you will get, and Lingxi and I are both chess pieces. ”

Autumn water frenzy?

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and laughed softly: "Don't worry, Grandpa Wang's true disciple, I can't compare, but since your old man has talked about it, I really want to see what the Crazy Tide Sword looks like." ”

The old Taoist priest glared at him and said with a smile: "I don't need you to urge, when the time is right, I will naturally send it to you." ”

Wang Fuxing, who was seen through his careful thinking, touched his nose a little embarrassed and did not speak.

The old Taoist priest seemed to suddenly become lonely, and looked at his apprentice who had been dependent on him for almost thirty years with some melancholy, and then he was lonely, silent for a long time, and then said softly: "I'm leaving." ”

Huangfu Lingxi didn't speak, and the Qiushui long sword behind him trembled, and the sword roared.

Wang Fuxing was a little stunned, just met him, and it hasn't been a night, this old man is leaving? Feelings, he came all the way just to give himself a woman?

Wang Fuxing opened his mouth, wanting to keep this peerless master, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to say, did he want to tell him that the nightlife in Huating was very colorful?

The old Taoist priest smiled faintly, patted Wang Fuxing's shoulder, and said in a complicated tone: "Be good to her." ”

Turn around and leave.

The tall figure is still straight, with big sleeves fluttering, but the back looks a little lonely.

Huangfu Lingxi looked at the master's back, his eyes were a little sad, very light, but very clear.

The old Taoist priest came to Huating, naturally not just to send her to Wang Fuxing.

She was just the first pawn.

proves that the chessboard of the revival of the royal family has begun.

And Wang Fuxing has really become a chess player from this moment, a chess player who doesn't know what chess pieces he has.

Opposite him were some powerful old guys, who sat behind the scenes and played games with him.

With the passage of time, all kinds of chess pieces will appear in Wang Fuxing's hands in the future, bringing him one absolute surprise after another.

Wang Fuxing was silent, looked at the back of the old Taoist priest, and sighed softly.

Although Lao Dao's back is lonely, he is unusually free and easy when he walks, and he smiles in a clear voice: "How is it to be in charge of the world?" What about the knees of the lying beauty? Idle clouds and wild cranes, I am as free as the wind, looking forward to the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, who to say? ”

The sound gradually becomes quieter.

The figure of Lao Dao also disappeared completely.

From beginning to end, he didn't look back.

Wang Fuxing sighed silently, turned around, looked at the woman who was still standing motionless, as if he had forgotten what he had just said that he was not in a hurry at all, looked at Huangfu Lingxi, and smiled: "Let's fight?" ”

Won, but win the woman's belonging.

Huangfu Lingxi glanced at him, nodded indifferently, and said, "Okay." ”

"Zheng!"

The Qiushui sword was unsheathed in an instant, and fell into the hands of the Huangfu Lingxi, the sword light was like water, and it did not make a move, but the continuous sword intent had already begun to surge.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes slightly, silent.

Huangfu Lingxi's robe swayed slightly, his sword momentum fluttered, and a sword stabbed at Wang Fuxing's chest.

The robe is flying, the face is cold, and the sword light is like water.

A beautiful woman is like a fairy-

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