The incense is windy and the flowers enter the building, and the high-profile zither eases the night sorrow.

There was silence on all sides, only the painting boat where Yan Wu was still singing and dancing, and she could still spend time drinking.

I don't know where to slash a knife and cut through the water, but it doesn't hurt the ship. Yan Wu slapped the low table, and the boat floated steadily in the air.

There was a moment of silence.

Nailed to the sails was not only a weapon, but also a swordsman.

The crisp sound of porcelain shattering was the sound of the wine jar smashing on the ship's board.

"It's all stopped!" This shout carried the power of the incantation, and the people on the ship were frozen.

For a while, only the distant sound of the zither sounded, resentful and sad.

He chanted loudly: "Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!" ”

Yan Wu drank a glass of wine.

"Let's play music."

The servants were able to move again, trembling and playing a decent tune, not daring to worry or be too happy.

But the slightly cheerful song still diluted the solemnity and melancholy.

Qin Zhen said unhappily: "Who are you?" It prevents me from drinking to kill my sorrows. ”

"Wine should not be drunk when you are worried." For Yan, drinking is a matter of enjoyment, and it is never used to get people drunk.

Qin Zhen jumped onto the board, rushed over and took Yan Yan's wine jug, rolled it under her feet, and poured the wine into his mouth.

"Good wine!" What is the origin of this man, he has such good wine.

Yan Wu picked up a fruit and nibbled on it, glaring at him: "I've rewarded you." ”

"Hahahaha," Qin Zhen looked up to the sky and laughed, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"I don't care who you are." Yan Wu raised her hand and led to the exit.

"Be sad and find a place to cry and leave my boat."

"Do you know why I'm worried? I ......" Qin Zhen said in a tone that the sky had fallen.

"So what? What am I doing? ”

Qin Zhen was speechless for a while, and slid to Yan Wu to sit beside him hatefully. I'm going to stay here and disturb your fun, what can you do with me!

Yan Wu doesn't care about him, her painting boat, people who are destined to come up.

The national capital is different from Lingcheng, the Yihong Courtyard here is very famous, and it is known that the young people are not selling their arts.

Dressed in white with an elegant posture, Qin Zhen, who was black on the side, sneered.

He turned around and still covered his face with a fan, and on the fan was a dark fragrance of Momei.

Please fan dance to please my guests.

Finally, the fan moved away, revealing the long-awaited face.

But he wore a half-faceless mask, revealing a pair of narrow and deep eyes.

The general dancing girl is soft and loving, and his fan dance is elegant, with a sense of nobility, and it gives people a sense of solemnity.

"Not a little manly!" It's all in the ears.

As for the top card of Yihong Mansion, she has to appreciate it. Yan Wu tasted the wine, Mingzhu opened her mouth wide, and her eyes couldn't take her eyes off.

"I'm drooling."

Mingzhu hurriedly touched her chin and found that she was soaked. He was about to glaring at the homeless uncle: "What about people? ”

When he appeared again, Qin Zhen had already changed into the Taiyi Sect clothes, which were also dressed in white.

Yan: ?

"This uncle is so handsome." Changed into a stylish dress, shaved a sloppy beard, and looked like a dog.

The peak master of the Taiyi Sect Thunder Peak, who has always been the head of the dragon but not the end, is said to have been away from the sect for decades, and no one knows his whereabouts.

Just that coincidentally? What luck is she?

Qin Zhen came up with a set of rigid and domineering knife techniques, and he was so frightened that the silk and bamboo were silenced.

A deep and elegant voice like spring water Ling Ling sounded: "It's the letter that Zhao is ugly." ”

The faceless mask was slowly removed, and what caught his eye was a handsome face dyed red at the end of his eyes, and the glimmer of brightness in the corners of his eyes did not affect his noble bearing at all.

Compared with it, Qin Zhen's heroic spirit is more in line with the public's eyes, not to mention Qin Zhen's cultivation is profound? Most of the women on the field were overwhelmed by Qin Zhen.

"It's all beautiful." Yan Wu commented seriously.

Shen Xinzhao sneered, looking at the wild and domineering swordsman on the field, she actually thought that he was dancing beautifully.

There are more and more people on the painting boat, no longer limited to the performances of the sons of Yihong Mansion, under the guidance of Qin Zhen, it has gradually become a carnival for everyone.

Qin Zhen felt that this little woman was really interesting, not only did she have the wine he liked, but she was also quite agreeable when she talked to her, and she didn't see the woman's twisting and restraint.

She can still play fists and bet on dice with him, and it is not a problem to talk about the tongue battle group on the head of Xingtou, mainly because no one dares to scold him, and he scolds like this.

When the banquet was at its highest, Qin Zhen found that Yan Wu had already left the table. Is it because everyone is noisy and boring? It's really out of the red dust.