Hearing the knock on the door, Zheng Weiwei thought it was Feng Qingyang coming, so she hurriedly jumped up from the bed, put on slippers, and went out.

Before walking to the door, she still subconsciously glanced at the mirror on the dresser next to her, as if she was afraid that her current state was not attractive enough, of course, this was her subconscious doing tricks, and she would never admit that she was very stinky and beautiful.

Just kidding, she is a Zheng police flower who is known for being a woman, how can she be like those little women, she has nothing to do!

"Miss, do you want to serve?" But what made her angry was that after she opened the door beautifully, she found that it was not Feng Qingyang who was standing at the door, but a handsome guy with a smile on his face, with dark skin, but he was wearing a snow-white suit, cracking the big white teeth like an animal, and his smile was full of strange smells.

"Serve your sister, how far is it, how far is it for the old lady!" Zheng Weiwei closed the door with a puff, and then returned to the bed in a huff, picking up the pillow and pounding.

Bai was excited, thinking that Feng Qingyang was coming, she even thought about the lines, and first praised him for being a generation of sword immortals, with great magical powers, she didn't tell him the hotel and room number, he could find it so quickly.

Then there was a burst of complaining, and she didn't take her with her when she went out to play, so she could only hide in the hotel and watch TV, unless he took out the money for her to stay in the hotel, otherwise he had to take her out for a good meal and make up for it.

It wasn't him who came, he really thought about it in vain, and let her down a good peach blossom heart.

But after complaining for a while, she was in a better mood again, because she felt that she had "overestimated" Feng Qingyang's guy, would that guy knock on the door when he came? He doesn't seem to leave the door!

"Smoke and rain watching spring willows, listening to laughter on a moonlit night, who is blowing a flute under the moon. The Yiren are dressed in white...... Haha...... "Just as Zheng Weiwei said, Feng Qingyang doesn't like to walk through the door, and he is walking slowly on the street at the moment!"

It was not the crowded crowd that walked, but the banks of the Ali River, and while walking, the seven exquisite horns were played.

A hundred years ago, when he came here to discuss with the three great monks of the Three Esoteric Sects, they used the Thousand Rings Altar to entertain him here.

Although at that time, he felt that the three old monks were preparing places. I was preparing wine and inviting him to come over to learn, just to defeat him, a master of swordsmanship in the Daomen, so as to prove that the Buddhist Sword Dao was above the Daomen.

But now that I think about it, those three old guys are quite interesting. knew that he was used to being casual, so he chose to give him a banquet on the bank of the Ali River.

You must know how difficult it is for three conservative people who eat fast and pray to the Buddha every day to make such a decision.

Now there is no longer the big stone table on the bank of the Ali River, and the rolling river can no longer be seen, instead of the bridge across the river. Intertwined with cars, and chattering pedestrians.

In addition, the Three Esoteric Sects seem to have undergone great changes since then, and now they are in the state of extinction.

This makes the Great Immortal people sad, but they are optimistic people. Even if it is sad, it will not be sitting there sighing, but holding the wine jar and drinking the impermanence of the world. Blow a tune and reminisce about the past.

Look. Blowing and blowing, he even thought of Murong Miaoxiang and Zhao Ziling, these two girls had accompanied her to play the flute together, and then drank and talked happily.

Now, Miaoxiang is no longer there, but she has left him a lot of descendants, which makes him quite gratified.

As for the purple spirit girl, there is still no news.

The Yiren are dressed in white, and I don't know when I will be able to see that style again.

Blowing and blowing, he came to the hotel where Zheng Weiwei stayed, although he was thoughtful and his consciousness flew for a hundred years, but a master like him, even if he was thinking about things, the rhythm would not be chaotic.

The Black Buddha's soul has been obtained, so it's time to take Vivi back.

Not to mention that he doesn't like Ah Sanguo very much, just that sweet girl has to force him to go back early.

It's too late to go back, and the girl's leg is going to be scarred.

Let the little girl leave a scar on her leg, then it is better to kill her, he knows how important this is for a girl.

When he came to the door of the hotel and saw that the waiters in the hotel were crowded at the door, he knew that he had done something bad again.

Along the way, his music has attracted a lot of people.

Even though they didn't know he was blowing, they could still hear the direction the sound was coming from, and they all craned their necks to look at him!

"Do you know who's playing the tune, sir?" Before he could walk through the door, the waitress in a purple uniform and black stockings huddled there asked curiously.

Because they found that the music seemed to come from this person's body, but they couldn't see him playing, which was strange.

The main reason is that the song is so good, even the aunts who clean the toilet are fascinated by it, not to mention their young people?

Although they didn't know the rhythm, they could hear it, and the person who played the tune must be very chic and romantic, so they all wanted to see what the man looked like, whether he would be as handsome and handsome as the prince of the ancient mythology of their country.

"I don't know!" Feng Qingyang smiled indifferently, and then stepped in.

didn't take the stairs or the elevator, and with a slight dodge, he appeared in front of Zheng Weiwei's door.

In his way, the door will open automatically without touching it.

But he has found out more than once that Weiwei is already a little girl, and the big place is already very big, why is she still a little girl?

Then you have to be careful, going in recklessly like this will make her feel uncomfortable.

Unless there's good wine in it, or it's an emergency, he's not that impatient.

Knock knock!

The Great Immortal knocked on the door quite politely, it was the first time for him to be so polite, and sure enough, as the Dead Ghost Master said, when he had cultivated to a certain level, he would become as calm as his old man.

He was smiling at the time, but he was scolding endlessly, as calm as his old man, how boring it was to be a man!

But now I feel that the master of the dead ghost is worthy of being a master of the Shushan generation, and what he says makes sense.

When he said about cultivation, he didn't mean Taoism, but worldly practice, and the more he experienced. The more you can make a person mature.

"It's all said, don't serve the old lady, if you dare to be verbose, the old lady kicked you off Ah Sanhe......" The door opened quickly, and the next thing I saw was Zheng Weiwei's angry face, but soon the pretty face showed a trace of embarrassment, "It's you, how did you find me?" ”

These words were obviously round-the-spot words to ease the atmosphere, lest Feng Qingyang be angry because of her frizziness.

How did he know she was here? Hasn't she analyzed it before? If he didn't even have this little thing, he would still be able to shoot a sword into the sky full of flames?

"Service? What kind of service? Feng Daxian smiled behind his back, and then followed the little girl into the room.

Although the little girl is wrapped in a bath towel, her snow-white skin is still half outside, especially her snow-white neck and soft shoulders. Coupled with the fragrance wafting from her body, it makes people a little fascinated.

However, Feng Qingyang has already made up his mind about this girl, that is, her skin is very elastic and looks very comfortable, and he knows that it must be more comfortable to touch.

"Nothing. It's so late, why don't we stay here for one night and go back tomorrow? Zheng Weiwei is now trying her best to find a topic, and it is the first time she has been in the same room with Feng Qingyang. And she was still in a foreign country, and she was inevitably a little nervous.

Besides, she can't tell the story of the handsome guy from the Three Kingdoms to sell the service!

What kind of service is that, everyone who understands it knows. If this matter is known, it is estimated that in the next six months. Some people will laugh at her, do you want to find a handsome guy from Ah Sanguo to do some special services for her?

"You can get some rest, but we'll have to rush back tonight!" Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine, and then laughed.

Although the time is very fast, he still knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, this girl followed him all the way to Ah Sanguo, she must be tired, so she wanted to stay here for one night.

He couldn't agree, but it was okay to let her rest for a while, and when she was in good spirits, he would take her back with Edgeworth.

Now fly with her Edgeworth, and there's a good chance she'll sleep on top of him.

It's a piece of nephrite warm fragrance, a good enjoyment, but that's not the point, he has distracting thoughts, and he flies unsteadily!

"Oh!" Zheng Weiwei pursed her lips, and then smiled understandingly, "Then you go wash your face first, your body stinks to death, and then we get up and go back!" ”

"Really? All right! Feng Da Immortal sniffed his body, indeed, he had just come out of the main altar of the Three Esoteric Sects, and his body was full of the smell of incense.

Now the little girl feels that it smells bad, and when Edgeworth is in the moment, won't she have to quarrel with him all the way?

Okay, wash and wash!

"What is this, the flute is not like the flute, and the flute is not like the flute......" After Feng Qingyang turned around and went into the bathroom, Zheng Weiwei found the wine jug and the seven exquisite horns that he put on the dresser.

She is very familiar with Feng Qingyang's wine jug, and she is not curious about where this guy does not bring a wine jug.

But the delicate horns attracted her.

First, the material of the golden rhino horn is definitely more jade luster than jade, which is very beautiful.

Then there is the fine production of that thing, although there are small holes carved on it, but it looks like it is natural, and there are delicate talismans carved around the small holes, and from a distance, it looks like those talismans are glowing, very dreamy.

Zheng Weiwei has never seen such a strange thing!

So I picked it up and played with it for a while.

It's like a flute and a flute, it's a strange thing! So she picked it up and blew it a few times to see if it was a musical instrument at all.

This blow, something happened!

The seven exquisite horns can't be blown indiscriminately, especially for people who are not high, once they blow, it is easy to enter the illusion.

Previously, Zheng Da Gonghua was thinking about Feng Qingyang, although she didn't admit it when she was killed, she thought that he didn't care about him, but hated him, but her red face couldn't deny it.

In this way, she blew the seven exquisite horns, and the whole person unconsciously walked into the illusion of impulsiveness.

In the dream, the flowers are blooming, and she and her sweetheart are holding hands, which is not sweet!

In fact, she was walking to the bathroom, and she was untying the bath towel on her body all the way......