After waiting for a long time, the stall owner brought steaming noodles to Yu Lang and the six people.

Xue Wenyang was quite disdainful before raising his chopsticks, in his heart, there is no pasta in the world that can compare to Gaoyou's dried noodles with green onions, and then a poached egg is stronger than any delicacy in the world.

He picked up a few noodles and put them in his mouth, and his originally calm face suddenly showed a spring-like expression, and for a moment he only felt that the other foods he had eaten in his life were as tasteless as grass mustard.

Why, do I shed a tear? Xue Wenyang was puzzled.

Yu Lang was even more obsessed with the taste of this bowl of noodles, there was something distant and familiar in it, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "If you are willing to peel off my heart layer by layer......"

Wait, onions, how could there be such a thing in the Tang Dynasty?

The stall owner explained: "You young people are still at a sentimental age, so I deliberately added some mysterious ingredients from the South Seas to the noodle soup, which has a tear-jerking effect. It's not good to bury many things in your heart for a long time, and if you cry bitterly, you will find that the sadness is not as heavy as you imagined before. ”

After listening to the stall owner's explanation, Yang Yuhuan nodded, and said to Yu Lang: "The song that Yu Gongzi sang just now is quite ear-catching, can you finish singing it for Yuhuan?" ”

Yu Lang was stunned: "The slang in the countryside is difficult to get into the hall of elegance." ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled: "Yuhuan is willing to dance." ”

Seeing that Yu Lang still wanted to hesitate, Xie Zhiqian shook his arm violently: "Brother Lang, don't you know, Sister Yuhuan can be said to be the world in dance music, how many princes and grandsons in Chang'an City have been able to watch Sister Yuhuan dance and spend a lot of money!" ”

"Good!" Yu Lang slapped the table and agreed.

Yang Yuhuan walked to a meadow in the open space next to the noodle stall, slowly spread her arms, froze still, closed her eyes and looked up, as if she was brewing some kind of emotion.

The song sounded, and Yang Yuhuan moved in response.

Her body is like an invisible silk thread hanging, and the whole person is like a puppet pulled by the melody, moving gracefully with the melody undulating and rhythmic. For a while, it was like a light cloud covering the moon, and for a while, it was like a flowing wind and snow, and the subtle changes in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows conveyed the artistic conception behind the song vividly.

The body under the tulle light silk is uniquely created, like a pool of spring water, soft and melted in this dark night.

The onlookers couldn't help but cheer in unison: "Good! ”

In winter, there are spring flowers on a depressed meadow, which can really be said to be a dance of all trees in spring, and a cry of eternal mourning.

Yu Lang couldn't help but admire in his heart: not to mention Xuanzong, any man in the world will sink when he sees such a dance, she shows the most true beauty of a woman, but she is beyond that beauty, and even has a bit of fairy spirit that resists the wind.

is also a woman, even the red silk is overwhelmed by Yang Yuhuan's dancing, and the expression on her face is both intoxicated and envious, but also a little ashamed.

Yu Lang's gaze stayed on the red silk face for a while, and he found that the red silk and Yang Yuhuan were also somewhat similar, but the appearance was similar, and the temperament and temperament were 108,000 miles worse. Yu Lang's heart moved, the face of the red silk is really wonderful, and Ning Xue sisters are like Sancheng, and Yang Yuhuan is like Sancheng, which is quite a bit of a mystery that looks like a peak on the side of the ridge.

The little boy who hadn't gone far couldn't help but clap his hands and admire: "Sister Fairy is so beautiful!" ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled at the boy, which made everyone's hearts fall over.

He Yingtang stood tall and tall, and couldn't help but step forward to talk: "Xiaosheng, can you have the honor to hear the girl's name?" ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled and shook his head to reject He Yingtang, turned around and said to Yu Lang and the others who were in a daze: "The noodles have also been eaten, it's time to go." Yang Yuhuan knew that there was no man in the world who would not be tempted by her, but she was reluctant to provoke many times, and a name suddenly came to mind, probably only he could make Yang Yuhuan feel the pain of not being able to ask for it.

Obaba, who was still the most naïve, was the first to wake up and beckoned Yu Lang and them to leave.

He Yingtang stood in place, watching Yang Yuhuan leave, and sighed.

The stall owner reminded loudly: "Gongzi He has no thoughts, this kind of woman has to be favored by creation, and she has to be jealous of creation, so it's better not to mess with it." ”

He Yingtang was still intoxicated by Yang Yuhuan's smile, and he didn't know how much he listened to the stall owner's words.

Everyone returned to Zhang Heng's mansion and went back to their rooms to rest, and they didn't say anything all night.

Early the next morning, Yu Lang woke up first, stretched his waist and pushed the door out, but he was bumping into Lao Guo, a coachman with an unhappy look.

Lao Guo's expression was quite solemn: "Something happened, Yang Yuhuan is gone." ”

Yu Lang is like falling into an ice cave, if he can't escort Yang Yuhuan to Chang'an safely, not only will he be dead, but I am afraid that even the dean Chen Wuning and even the entire Moon Washing Academy will be angered by Emperor Xuanzong.

Hongsu knew that the consequences of this matter were extremely serious, and she was already crying: "I'm sorry, young master, it's all my fault that I slept too deeply, Sister Yuhuan and I were in the same room, but I didn't even know when she didn't see her." ”

"I don't blame you for this, someone can silently rob Yang Yuhuan who is swimming in the sea, even if you wake up, it won't help." Yu Lang was relieved by the red silk.

When the others heard the commotion, they all gathered around, and they all felt that this matter was strange.

Yu Lang had seen Yang Yuhuan's Dark Guard Eagle before, and knew that the person's strength was at least above Wu Xuan, and he didn't believe that the person who came would have such a strong strength to kill the Eagle silently and destroy the corpse.

So, another possibility came to Yu Lang's mind - will Yang Yuhuan take the initiative to run away? If she had run away on her own initiative, things would have been much easier. But Yang Yuhuan should know her situation, even if she has the protection of the eagle, it is still extremely dangerous for her to be alone, unless, she gets another strong reinforcement. If such a person exists, who would that person be?

Xie Zhiqian analyzed: "Could it be that the boy brother robbed Sister Yuhuan last night, and the person's expression was quite reluctant when Sister Yuhuan left last night, could it be that he was interested when he saw it?" ”

Xue Wenyang held a negative view: "We can see clearly what kind of strength that He Yingtang son is, and if he dies, he only has the strength of the Hundred Refining Initial Realm, and it is impossible to avoid our attention and rob people." ”

"What a noise early in the morning!" The roar of Zhang Heng's wife, Liu, frightened everyone and hurried out of the courtyard.

Yu Lang continued to think along the previous train of thought, if Yang Yuhuan was helped to escape by another strong reinforcement, who would that strong reinforcement be? Along the way, Yang Yuhuan went in and out with everyone, and he had no conditions to contact other people at all, and he didn't meet any people with advanced cultivation along the way.

The only thing that Yu Lang couldn't see through was the stall owner of the noodle stall last night, and he was extremely clever when he dodged He Yingtang's sword moves.

Thinking of this, Yu Lang had a plan in his heart: "Go!" Go to the noodle stall under the Lion Bridge. ”

Yu Lang was afraid that it would be inconvenient to act with the red silk, so he asked Lao Guo and Obaba to stay and take care of the red silk, and only took Xue Wenyang and Xie Zhiqian with them.

Under the Lion Bridge, there is no longer the lively scene of last night, and the stalls with long queues of people are now only a few empty tables, chairs and benches.