p > saw that Li on the stage, Ren and the two talented men were still there, He Tianci said angrily: "What you don't have the eye to see, don't let this son get out of the way!" ”

Hearing the sound, Li, Ren and the two of them hurriedly stepped off the stage.

"Xiao Gongzi, let's go together!"

Mo Muyun called out and hugged the guqin, his eyes staring at Xiao Qinglan who was in a daze where Ling Wushuang was just now.

"Miss Ling's piano playing is so good, it's beyond my generation!"

Muttering a whisper, Xiao Qinglan turned his gaze to Mo Muyun.

"Alas! The eyes of the world are clumsy, and they all regard the pearl as a fish. With a low sigh, Mo Muyun shook his head and walked away side by side with Xiao Qinglan.

"Humph! What's the big deal, don't you just know a few lines of poetry, and you don't even put this son in your eyes? He Tianci glanced at Mo Muyun's figure and said with disdain.

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"Beautiful sister, there are two of these things!" Walking on the street, the silly king seemed to realize that the jasper flute he was holding in his hand was a pair.

As if offering a treasure, he leaned down and showed a pair of jasper flutes in his hand in front of Ling Wushuang's eyes.

"It's two."

"Is it okay for Momo to give a beautiful sister?" The Silly King straightened up, carefully examined the jasper flute in his hand, and leaned over to Ling Wushuang again: "Beautiful sister, this one engraved with a crescent moon is for you." ”

"Oh? Is there anything different about yours? ”

Ling Wushuang was puzzled, looking at their appearance, this pair of jade flutes was indeed quite spiritual, but he didn't know if they had psychic powers?

The Silly King scratched his head and said with a smile: "Momo is engraved with a whirring wind on it!" Momo likes the wind, and the wind can play freely! ”

Stretching out his hand, he took a pair of jasper flutes from the Fool King's hand, Ling Wushuang took a look at it and found that it was really as the Fool King said.

On the two Xiao, there are two patterns of wind and moon engraved.

"Just call them the breeze, bright moon!"

"Miss, it's so chic that you have given this pair of jasper flutes a name." The Phantom laughed and praised.

Before receiving the phantom, Ling Wushuang's eyes looked at the fool king solemnly, "The breeze and the bright moon cherish each other, and they will never leave hand in hand." ”

This is the promise she made to him, I hope he is stupid and doesn't let her down!

"The breeze and the moon cherish each other, hand in hand and never leave." The Silly King blinked his eyes and repeated the words that overflowed from Ling Wushuang's red lips, "Beautiful sister, Momo doesn't understand!" The Silly King scratched his head, lowered his head, and his voice became very lonely, "Is Momo too stupid?" ”

Handing back the jasper flute that had just been named "Qingfeng" in his hand to the Fool King, the corners of Ling Wushuang's lips curved into a beautiful arc, "Just keep it in your heart." After saying this, Ling Wushuang added in his heart: If one day, the bright moon in my hand reaches your hand, it means that I, Ling Wushuang, can no longer carry the bright moon with you.

The Silly King held the Qingfeng Xiao in his hand, as if he understood it or not, and nodded towards Ling Wushuang.

"Ouch! My father, why did you come out into the streets alone? ”

Hearing the shouting from not far away, the foolish king trembled in fright.

"You're afraid of him?" Sweeping his eyes and shouting, he moved towards the side of their group, dressed better than the stupid king, a short and fat man with an oily face, Ling Wushuang asked.

The stupid king nodded tremblingly, and then said with a pout: "The king steward is so fierce, Momo is afraid!" ”

"Okay, it's okay, you can go home with him first! Later, I'll clean him up for you. ”

The silly king seemed to understand, and nodded in response: "Yes." ”

Seeing that the Fool King said that the Steward Wang, his figure was about to approach the Fool King, Ling Wushuang instructed the four shadows: "Let's go back to the house too, I'm afraid there is a storm, and I am waiting for your young lady!" Speaking of this, the corners of Ling Wushuang's lips rose, and a hint of ridicule appeared in his beautiful eyes.

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