Murong Kunpeng followed Huang Feilong to the grove in a hurry, Huang Feilong stopped, he stood with his back to Murong Kunpeng, his long hair fluttering, white clothes Shengxue, holding a jade flute in his hand, the back was like a fairy in the breeze, the only tragedy was that Murong Kunpeng was taller than him......

Standing behind Huang Feilong, from Murong Kunpeng's perspective, he could just see that the top of his head with long flowing hair was very sparse, and he could see the sparseness of the flesh at a glance, Murong Kunpeng silently told himself in his heart: This is your fiancée's grandfather, that is, your grandfather, you can't laugh, you must not laugh......

"Peng'er!" Huang Feilong turned his back to Murong Kunpeng and pinched the temperament of a master in the world: "Grandpa wanted to teach you personally, but I was afraid of disappointing your musical cells, so I decided to let my father teach you!" ”

In an instant, Murong Kunpeng broke out in a cold sweat: Your father? No, isn't your father dead a long time ago?

"Turn on your phone's Bluetooth!" Wong Fei Long turned around and showed his watch, his watch was not an ordinary watch, although it looked like a watch on the surface, it was actually a mobile phone!

"Bluetooth?" Murong Kunpeng blinked his eyes: "Grandpa Huang, are you going to pass me the documents?" ”

"Not bad!" Huang Feilong's clumsy fingers poked and poked on the watch screen, opening a hidden folder: "Grandpa wants to pass on the cheats of "Rippling Blue Waves" and my father's original recording to you!" ”

"Grandpa Huang, in fact, you don't need to be so troublesome...... Murong Kunpeng said and put his mobile phone and Huang Feilong's watch together, and then his fingers pressed the file on Huang Feilong's watch and threw it on his mobile phone, and the file was thrown onto Murong Kunpeng's mobile phone screen.

Awesome my grandson! Old Man Huang was stunned: There is still this kind of operation? Why don't I know?

"Grandpa Huang, are these two documents?" Murong Kunpeng looked at Huang Feilong expectantly, and Huang Feilong slowly reached out and stroked the hanging bangs to the back of his head, successfully hiding his red old face.

"Yes, grandpa will give you another gift!" Saying that, Huang Feilong sent the jade flute in his hand to Murong Kunpeng's hand, a little reluctant, after all, it is a beloved thing, and it is very valuable, but it is useless to think that he keeps it, so he gritted his teeth and glared at it.

"Come on, grandson-in-law, I'm optimistic about you!" Huang Feilong seemed to have entrusted the mission of history, and after handing over the cheats, recordings and jade flutes to Murong Kunpeng, he was relieved, and patted Murong Kunpeng on the shoulder: "I'll go buy a few oranges, you are here, don't move." ”

"Okay!" Murong Kunpeng's mind at this time was already all on the cheats, recordings and jade flutes, waved goodbye to Huang Feilong, and couldn't wait to open the cheats, after reading the cheats and listening to the recordings, with his Daojun's Yuan Shen used to read, remember, understand, perceive, and even draw inferences and understand the jade flute, about half an hour later, Murong Kunpeng played the jade flute......

Huang Feilong returned to the dock with a dignified face, still dressed in white and snowy, still with long hair fluttering, the only thing is that there is no jade flute.

"So fast?" Murong Sihai was stunned for a moment when he saw him: This is also the work of soaking in pee, right? If the prostate is not good, it is still brewing at this time!

"Or else?" Huang Feilong glared at him angrily: Damn, I didn't know to round the field for Lao Tzu just now! Have you long forgotten the Huang Feilong on the shore of Plum Blossom Island? You black-hearted maggot!

"Where's my grandson?" Murong Sihai's old face turned red, and he hurriedly looked around to find Murong Kunpeng's figure.

"I've put the cheats, record cough cough...... On the way, I passed the jade flute to him as well. Huang Feilong coughed dryly twice, sat down beside Murong Sihai and picked up his fishing rod: "Next, it depends on his understanding!" ”

“…… I said Lao Huang, this can't be counted! Murong Sihai was not happy: "You have to pass on another door!" ”

"Why! Why! Huang Feilong was even more unhappy: "Say one thing, just one door!" Do you think it's a supermarket discount, and you still bring a buy one get one free? ”

"No, you said it yourself, does this "Blue Waves Rippling Song" count!" Murong Sihai also fought hard for his grandson: "You still blow it yourself...... Ahem, can you be regarded as passing on your skills? ”

Don't listen, don't listen! Wang Ba chanted the scriptures! Huang Feilong deafly flicked the fishing rod, Hong Taizhong has three hobbies - smoking, drinking, and perming his head, and Huang Feilong also has three hobbies - fishing,, and perm!

He's an ion perm!

Huang Feilong didn't speak, Murong Sihai didn't speak either, the two old men didn't speak, Sima Decao and Feng Qingyang only remained silent, and on the edge of Taihu Lake, they could only hear the laughter and laughter of the little girls on the Yiye Bian boat, Murong Qingluan, Huang Pujia, Bao Bumei, and Feng Wu'er.

After about half an hour or so, Murong Sihai and Huang Feilong both regretted being angry with each other, otherwise how good the two brothers were talking and laughing, why would they be so lifeless now?

Murong Sihai: "I ......"

Huang Feilong: "I ......"

The two of them opened their mouths in unison, and they stopped talking in unison, looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and said in unison: "You say it first!" ”

I don't know why, but I always feel like the atmosphere has suddenly become weird...... Sima Decao and Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shudder, "Huang Rong CP" resounded throughout the martial arts sixty years ago......

At this moment, suddenly the sound of a flute came from the direction of the grove by the lake, and the sound of the flute immediately attracted everyone's attention, Huang Feilong listened to it, and couldn't help frowning: This stinky boy! I don't need to be so loud to play my dad's recording! This is the original, the original! Who is qualified to listen to that? Wait a minute! It seems like...... Not quite right! This is not the original!

Huang Feilong narrowed his eyes, and then began to listen carefully to what was told in the sound of the flute, he was sitting on the dock by the Taihu Lake, naturally listening to the sound of the flute was easy to enter the situation, what he saw was Taihu Lake, and what he heard was Taihu Lake, the lake was rippling with blue waves, the green willows by the lake were still around, there were fish playing in the blue waves, and there were birds shuttling through the green willow branches, just like the world in the painting, which was so beautiful that people were intoxicated.

Suddenly, the lake began to bubble, as if the water was boiling, the bubbles soon turned into waves again, there were waves of tide churning, the amazing thing is that the tide did not fall after surging, as if there was an invisible wall restraining it, but there was a steady stream of waves of tide coming up, so the wave piled up higher and higher, and soon it was like a small mountain, surrounding the small wharf where Huang Feilong was located......