Within three days, Lin Feng and Xue Nu continued to wander around the Blue Dragon City all day. Everything seemed extremely calm, nothing happened.

Three days later, the first favorite of the underworld got married in the early morning.

Lin Feng walked out of the secret room, his perception ability was slightly released, and he sensed an extremely familiar aura outside the manor's *color door.

"This guy is really anxious. Lin Feng smiled.

"Lin Feng, how is it, is it good-looking?" In the secret room next to her, the long-legged girl's delicate body flashed out, lifted her skirt and turned around slightly, and looked at Lin Fengdao.

Xue Nu has obviously been carefully modified today, and a well-fitting long skirt sets off her perfect figure very well, but it does not look abrupt and ostentatious, and the beautiful little face is even more beautiful and refined. Although it does not apply fat powder, it is filled with a youthful atmosphere, which makes people look bright.

"It's good-looking!" Lin Feng smiled, "It's much better looking than that little girl!"

"What a conversation!" Xue Nu wrinkled her little nose and smirked.

"Let's go, if we don't go out again, then Lu Jingyun should be in a hurry!" Xue Nu said, stretching out his little hand towards Lin Feng.

"Well, okay!" Lin Feng nodded, but he didn't seem to see the little hand stretched out by Xue Nu, and strode out.

The long-legged girl stomped her feet angrily, glared at Lin Feng fiercely, and followed with a small mouth.

"Brother Lu, I've been waiting for a long time!" Lin Feng walked out of the manor gate, looking at Lu Jingyun who was pacing back and forth at the door, and smiled.

"Where, I've just arrived. Lu Jingyun said repeatedly, "Let's go! Let's go over earlier, it's too rude to let Miss Qingmei wait!"

The two followed Lu Jingyun out of the area where the warrior lived, walked at high speed in Qinglong City, and stopped at the gate of a manor in the north of the city.

This manor is different from other manors in Qinglong City, although there are also walls, the walls are not very high, only a few feet high. The walls are hollowed out, and you can see the garden from the outside of the manor.

From the outside to the inside, there are not many buildings in the manor, green trees, flowers everywhere, there are clear streams flowing through, but it looks a bit of rural atmosphere, not like the manor of the people living in the city. ()

The gate of the manor is open, and facing the gate is an ancient bluestone screen, which is mottled with moss, and the three quaint characters of "Taoran Garden" are written.

A tall young man was standing outside the gate, and when he saw Lin Feng and the three of them coming at high speed, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Senior Brother Fang. When Lu Jingyun saw the young man, he bowed slightly.

"Lu Jingyun, why are you here?" said the tall young man in a slightly cold voice.

"Miss Qingmei is holding a poetry meeting here today, and I am here to participate in the poetry meeting. Lu Jingyun said softly.

"Is there an invitation?" said the tall young man in a cold voice.

"Yes. Lu Jingyun nodded, and a white card appeared in his hand and handed it to the tall young man.

The tall young man took the invitation, looked at it carefully, and confirmed that it was Lu Jingyun's invitation, which was also Yan Qingmei's handwriting, and his face couldn't help but turn even colder.

"Senior Brother Jingyun, you just made a song "Linjiang Fu", and there have been no masterpieces in the past few years, what kind of Xiaozhou celebrities are you, and you actually came to participate in Miss Qingmei's poetry meeting! I bought this Tao Ran Garden and gave it to Miss Qingmei, so as to obtain the qualification to participate in this poetry meeting, what qualifications do you have to participate in Miss Qingmei's poetry meeting!"

When Lu Jingyun heard this, his face was also cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The poems are not many but fine, although the younger brother has only done a poem "Linjiang Fu", but he has been praised by everyone, and in the countryside of Xiaozhou, village children can also recite it." If Senior Brother Xu's works will be published in three or five days, how many songs will be remembered by the world?"

"Presumptuous!"

The tall young man was furious when he heard this, and said in a cold voice: "Lu Jingyun, do you know who you are talking to, the genius female general of rebirth read the full text!"

"Although you are a personal disciple of the sect, I will become a personal disciple sooner or later, so naturally I don't need to be afraid of you. Senior Brother Fang, today's incident was your provocation first, since this is the case, don't blame Senior Brother for not giving you face!" Lu Jingyun raised his head and said, "It was Miss Qingmei who invited me here, is Senior Brother going to block me out of the door?"

The tall young man glared at Lu Jingyun fiercely: "Let's go in! Today's poetry meeting, I want to see how embarrassed you are!"

"Hehe! At that time, it is not known that it will be the senior brother who will be embarrassed. ♀ Lu Jingyun sneered and walked towards the door.

Lin Feng's face did not change at all, and he walked forward with Xue Nu.

"Wait!" Fang Ruoxuan stretched out his arm to block Lin Feng, "You can't go in!"

"Why?" Lin Feng smiled indifferently.

"The invitation is clearly written, only Lu Jingyun is invited. If you want to go in, please bring out the invitation card as well. Fang Ruoxu said coldly.

"Senior Brother Fang, the two of them are also guests invited by Miss Qingmei. Lu Jingyun said in a stunned voice, "Did you stop them because you wanted to make Miss Qingmei unhappy?"

"Miss Qingmei's poetry meeting, can anyone participate?" Fang Ruogu's face sank, "Lu Jingyun, don't you want to deceive me!"

"I invited them. A crisp voice sounded, like a warbler crying in the hollow valley, and the figure flashed, and a girl in green appeared outside the gate of the manor.

"Sister Qinghan, ...... are you" Fang Ruogu said softly with a smile on his face.

"The two of them, my friends, invited them to my sister's poetry party. Fang Ruoxu, don't stop them. ”

Yan Qinghan jumped up to Lin Feng, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Feng's arm, and said coquettishly, "Brother Lin, I knew you would come." Let's go, let's go inside. ”

"Well, okay!" Lin Feng smiled faintly and walked in.

Xue Nu glared at Fang Ruoxu coldly, and followed Lin Feng into the garden.

"Bastard!" Fang Ruo gritted his teeth in anger.

"Where did the cat and the dog come from, they also deserve to participate in Miss Qingmei's poetry party! Wait, when you get to the poetry party, I want to see how embarrassed you will be!"

He is also a little famous in Xiaozhou, and he is a personal disciple of the Qinglong Sect, so it was easy to get a chance to participate in the Yan Qingmei Poetry Club. Lu Jingyun is okay, after all, he is a celebrity in Xiaozhou, but this little-known kid has actually been qualified to participate in the poetry club, which can't help but make him extremely angry.

......

Walking into the garden and turning the screen, Lin Feng broke away from Yan Qinghan's arm without a trace. The long-legged girl's face softened slightly, but Yan Qinghan pursed her lips dissatisfied.

Immediately, a smile appeared on her little face, and she chattered non-stop, looking extremely happy.

Today's Yan Qinghan is obviously also dressed up carefully, and his little face looks even more moving. Compared with the snow slaves, they have their own merits.

After walking more than ten miles along a clear stream full of flowers, a dense forest appeared in front of me.

A few people walked into the forest and suddenly felt cheerful.

In front of a square radius of more than 100 zhang of open space, the clear stream coils in the clearing, the flow speed is extremely slow, along the bank of the clear stream set up a few cases, on which there are fresh fruits and vegetables, melons and fruits. And another maid stood aside, holding a jug of wine in her hand.

On the bank of the clear stream, there stood a beautiful girl dressed in white, her skin was better than snow, her eyebrows were picturesque, her lips were pursed vigorously, and she looked a little heroic. The girl was frowning, looking at the swimming fish in the clear stream, with a thoughtful look of the stand-alone version of the great warrior monk TXT download.

"Sister!" Yan Qinghan called softly.

"Oh!" the girl in white seemed to have just woken up from her contemplation, raised her head and glanced at everyone lightly, nodded and said, "Take a seat first!"

Yan Qinghan stuck out his tongue, pulled Lin Feng and said, "Brother Lin, come, sit here." ”

Lin Feng smiled indifferently, let Yan Qinghan pull him, and sat down after a few cases on the bank of Qingxi. Xue Nu sat on Lin Feng's left side, while Yan Qinghan sat directly next to Lin Feng on Lin Feng's right side. Fortunately, a case is about a few feet long, and the three of them sit together, which is not too crowded.

Lu Jingyun was quite interested, and after being glared at by Yan Qinghan, he walked directly to another case table not far away and sat down.

Yan Qingmei saw that her sister was so close to Lin Feng, the tip of her eyebrows raised slightly, and then she put it down again.

This is obviously the place of today's poetry meeting, and there is no one else at this moment except Yan Qingmei. Yan Qingmei was silent, just waiting there quietly.

Lu Jingyun was sitting in danger, lest he lose his manners. Although Lin Feng felt that Yan Qingmei was a little contrived, he also maintained his superficial respect. And the snack goods Xue Nu was unceremonious, and swept away the fruits and vegetables in front of him without any image.

After waiting for less than an hour, the celebrities who were invited to participate in the poetry meeting came to take their seats one by one. The last one to come in was Fang Ruoxu, who greeted him outside the manor.

These celebrities all know each other, and naturally greet each other after seeing each other. Only Lin Feng and the others had never seen it, and their attention fell on Lin Feng for a while.

Lin Feng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes fell on these celebrities. Before he came to Xiaozhou, he had already read all the classics, and now he naturally knew the identities of these celebrities.

These celebrities are all famous in Xiaozhou, but they are not really everyone. The area where they are active is within 100,000 miles of this Blue Dragon City.

Obviously, Yan Qingmei's poetry meeting was also convened in a hurry. Otherwise, with Yan Qingmei's reputation, most of these people are not qualified to sit here.

Yan Qingmei was still silent, and sat down after walking to the desk.

On the desk in front of her, there was an antique yaoqin. Yan lightly stroked his eyebrows and jade fingers, and with a sonorous sound, he pierced through the clouds and cracked the silk, and went straight to the sky.

Everyone was solemn and sat silent.

Yan Qing's eyebrows and ten fingers flickered, and suddenly the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse came out, and the sound of the piano was full of killing atmosphere, making people feel as if they were on the battlefield where millions of armies attacked and killed each other.

The sound of the piano changes, and it is like a Xiaoxiao autumn rain falling straight down, clear and sparse, which makes people happy.

After a few breaths, the sound of the piano changes again, clear and long, like a boat between the lake and the sea, drunk and lying high, everything outside the body is like a passing cloud.

"The sound of the piano can affect people's minds!"

It was the first time for Lin Feng to listen to such a song, and he was also agitated for a while, and his heart was secretly shocked.

Yan Qingmei's song is obviously not malicious, but it can already be intoxicating. Lin Feng had a feeling that if Yan Qingmei was willing, he could even attack his opponent with this kind of piano sound.

Looking at the celebrities around him, his faces showed excitement, and he was obviously intoxicated.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers. After a long time, everyone came back to their senses, and they were all moved.

Yan Qingmei's name as a talented woman is indeed well deserved.

Yan Qingmei looked around at everyone, and said with a slight smile: "The song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" composed by everyone Zhuang back then is desolate and atmospheric, the melody is majestic, and Qingmei has been studying for several years, and today it can be regarded as a slight success. This song is dedicated to you today, which can be regarded as setting the tone of today's poetry meeting, I don't know if you agree?"

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