Mu Zisu came to the rescue, Gu Xiuyuan was relieved, they finally stopped mentioning playing chess, and they all went to eat sugar gourds......

"Gluttony, come and try Master's this, there is jujube paste in it." His right hand holding the sugar gourd wrapped around Mu Zisu's body.

Mu Zisu lowered his head and swallowed it in one gulp, and then fed the sugar gourd in his hand to Xiao Xian, "Master also taste mine, bean paste filling!" It's so sweet! ”

Tang Qingjue and Feng Tiange on the side were very unhappy when they saw the 'kindness and filial piety' of these two people.

Feng Tiange pursed his lips, "Every day, I have a mouthful of 'gluttony', and it hurts my ears to hear it." ”

"No, I just accepted a good apprentice, what is there to show off!" Tang Qingjue glanced at Tang Jingyu, "It's not a weapon!" ”

Tang Jingyu was scolded inexplicably, holding the sugar gourd with an innocent face, "What's the matter with me......"

"Eat your sugar gourd! Eat! Just know how to eat, and it will kill you! ”

Tang Jingyu: "......"

- Tang Qing clearly wanted to let Tang Jingyu feed him............

Feng Tiange leaned in front of Yan Ci, "I want to taste yours too." ”

Yan Ci handed it to him.

"My hands hurt."

"I won't feed you, I'll eat it myself."

Tang Qingjue laughed happily 'ha, ha' twice.

Feng Tiange snorted unhappily, "Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter." ”

"The mouth is on my face, I want to laugh, can I care?"

Feng Tiange cocked Erlang's legs, "Hey, who cares about you." ”

Yan Ci and Tang Jingyu were speechless when they saw these two people.

- What two naïve ghosts!!

Although Feng Tiange and Tang Qingjue hated each other, they would occasionally stand on the same side, such as every time they saw their children around their sworn enemy Xiao Xian, they looked respectful and adoring. Especially Tang Jingyu, from time to time he had to run to Xiao Xian's side to ask for caresses, and Tang Qingjue was angry in his heart. The two of them got together and said bad things about Xiao Xian.

Feng Tiange looked at them with half-squinted eyes, "I don't understand, what is so good about this person, why so many people like him." ”

Tang Qingjue stiffened his face, "The swordsmanship is good, I admit it, but the character is too inferior!" ”

"But you can't beat people"

"Heh, it's like you've beaten it."

Feng Tiange held his mouth dissatisfied, "Next time I won't play chess with him, hum!" It's annoying! ”

"I'm not going to go with him."

"You don't play because you always lose."

"Hmph."

The galaxy is clear, the moon is cold, and the sound of the flute is clear, coming from the distant sky, telling the lovesickness separated by yin and yang. This song "The Wild Goose Goes to Return to Fenqu" is to use the nine-section Zizhu Xiao in his hand now, and hand it over to Tang Jingyu's grandfather, Tang Qingyuan. But Tang Qingyuan doesn't know the rhythm of music, and he can't learn it, but he loves to listen to Tang Qingjue's playing.

After Tang Qingyuan died, Tang Qingjue stood alone in front of his tomb and played this song to see him off for the last time.

At that time, the green mountains were far away, and the sound of the flute was sad. Break one's heart.

Where the geese return, where is the hometown.

On the platform of ascending to the immortal platform, the ink-colored figure stood tall, and the cold wind blew his white hair slightly up.

The sound of the flute overflowed the rippling blue water, swept over the branches, the competition between Yan Ci and Feng Tiange suddenly stopped, and Tang Jingyu also put down the puppet in his hand, looked up at the sky, and was attracted by the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Tang Qingjie said coldly: "What are you doing?" ”

Feng Tiange jumped down from the tall Bodhi tree, "Obviously, the sound of your flute disturbed my sweet dreams, and you asked me what I was doing here." ”

(End of chapter)