Wang Yong, the ninefold condensation realm, the prison sili.

It is not far from being promoted to the Jue Ling Realm to become a yellow-level prison envoy.

Although he is still a wrestler, he has actually begun to enjoy the treatment of a prison envoy.

As soon as I kicked the door in, I looked at the open field of vision, the beautiful figures on the opposite side, and the bold gestures, all of which were in full detail.

From this angle, you can see things that you don't normally see.

Even, on the street, in other private rooms, on other floors, you would never expect to see this.

Wang Yong's blood was boiling for a while, and he forgot what he was going to do.

Reaching into his arms and touching a few spirit stones that were scarce, Wang Yong regained his composure slightly.

"Good boy, can you enjoy it like this?"

Wang Yong's anger was even more like a raging fire, his eyes glared angrily, but he still aimed at the opposite side from time to time.

"Sit down for a drink?" Changqing stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Wang Yong slapped the table violently, "I'm not here to drink tea!" ”

"Li Qianfan doesn't know when he started to take revenge, maybe he has entered Pingchuan City at this time, everything is because of you, but you are here to live happily?"

A question, the voice is like a strong bull.

"Li Qianfan is too lazy to kill you, not only are you ashamed, but you are also proud, right? Bai picked up more than a dozen demon beast heads, and really thought that you killed those demon beasts? After taking the reward, I spent all day drinking, how did I hear that you didn't buy anything for magic weapons, exercises, and martial arts? Do you want to be a waste with peace of mind, and when you encounter danger in the future, you will be let go like an ant like this time? ”

"What do you think of the second one on the left in green?"

"The red belly pocket next to him is fuller...... You don't interrupt me! ”

"How can such a good day spoil the scenery?"

Changqing crossed his legs and turned his head to look at Wang Yong, "Zhang Tian and you, you shouldn't be angry with me." To put it mildly, this is the rule system of the Qingyun Country Town Prison Division. To put it mildly, this is a personal grudge between the town prison officer and Li Qianfan. You and I are both small shrimps, after all, we can't help ourselves. ”

Wang Yong was stunned, unable to refute.

He felt that what Changqing said made sense.

Changqing made a gesture of invitation again, "Why don't you have a cup of tea together?" Cherish this great time? ”

Changqing snapped his fingers, and the maid who served in the private room hurriedly came over to pour tea.

At this moment, on the opposite floor, there was the sound of a guqin.

Then came a tune that silenced half the street.

The sound of the piano is melodious, sometimes ethereal, sometimes bright, sometimes soft, sometimes exciting.

Sometimes it is like a mountain stream and a spring, and sometimes it is like a ring bell.

It's so intoxicating that I can't help but bow my head and sing.

The sound of the piano turns, lingering and sad, and it is even more sad.

Even if people who don't understand the tune listen to it, they are all absorbed and obsessed.

Changqing walked to the window with a teacup and looked up at the girl in red on the top floor.

The light veil covers the face, and the appearance is not clear.

The red candle is faint, but it is intriguing.

"The birds of the empty mountains are talking, and people and white clouds are perched. The gurgling spring wets my heart, and the fish play in the deep pool. ”

A bright and hearty voice sounded slowly.

On the street, everyone glared at the tower, angry that it was who disturbed this peerless news.

"The wind blows the mountains and forests, and the moonlight and the flowers move. The red dust gathers and separates like a dream, affectionate and sad. ”

Changqing groaned again, and at this moment, everyone didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

This word and this song are a perfect match.

Dongfang Lan's beautiful eyes flashed in different colors, even if it was Wang Yong, he was also sideways and surprised.

"Looking at the gloom, I cherish the moon. Fu a song is sent from afar, and it is difficult to tell the lovesickness......"

Like the finishing touch, it also complements each other.

At the end of the song, the most prosperous street in Pingchuan City gradually let out an exclamation.

The women and girls on the street all looked up at Wangshan Tower, eager to know whose son it was.

When they saw that it was evergreen, they were a little disappointed.

Even if it is a prison envoy, even if it is an ordinary wrestler, they will let go of their reserve.

In the red mansion opposite, those sisters who scratched their heads and wanted to hook Changqing away were ashamed of themselves.

It was as if everything that had happened before made them feel embarrassed.

On the top floor, the girl in red walked to the railing and looked at it with beautiful eyes.

Her gaze was unusually bright in the night.

"Childe is so literate, the slave family has prepared fine wine, I wonder if Childe can go upstairs for a few drinks?"

The voice is crisp, with some softness and charm.

It was only at this time that everyone suddenly realized that this woman playing the piano was actually the top brand of the Red Mansion!

Yin Honglian!

I only came to Pingchuan City a month ago, and when I only showed one side, I made the town prison officer Wu Youwei fascinated.

But even Wu Youwei can only look at him across the curtain.

Now, she directly invited Changqing upstairs for a drink?

What's the drink? How?

In everyone's hearts, they can't help but think about it.

Changqing reached out and pressed against the railing, about to turn over and jump over.

Suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and his whole body did not move at all, only his eyes rolled, and he saw Dongfang Lan who was almost touching his face on the side.

"It's better to ...... Another day. ”

Changqing said with a smile.

The whole street was in an uproar.

Everyone couldn't believe that Changqing actually rejected Yin Honglian!

If Changqing goes to the Red Mansion, this night will definitely be a good story.

But now, someone's eyes even showed doubts about "whether this evergreen is a man".

At least Wang Yong, who had completely forgotten what he was doing in the room, had this kind of look.

"Okay." Yin Honglian was not angry, but she was a little surprised, she seemed unwilling to miss it like this, and said: "Gongzi must also understand the rhythm of music, and he will have to give more guidance to the slave family after another day." ”

"Do you know how to give a?" Changqing asked.

"No, it won't."

"I'll teach you another day."

"Childe, please keep the promise."

"Definitely."

Yin Honglian folded her hands on her waist and saluted.

Changqing clenched his fists and responded from afar.

"Go if you want, why bother." Dongfang Lan snorted softly beside her.

"Do I want to go? Am I reluctant? Changqing pretended to be at a loss.

"If you think I'm in the way, I just don't follow it."

"You're mistaken again, I'm actually pure."

"If you can say this, you have already proved that you are not pure."

"Is that so?"

"Since ancient times, talented people have been ......"

"I'm just a chicken killer."

Wang Yong was a little confused, what was this Changqing muttering there?

With the previous song, the girls in the Red Chamber suddenly converged a lot.

This lookout tower is no longer an excellent viewing platform.

"Although I can't help myself, my boss won't give up. In fact, as you said, many things in this world are unreasonable. Wang Yong got up and said, "The prison envoy is fighting for fame and fortune." Whether it's notoriety, in short, you've stolen the limelight from my boss. ”

Changqing looked at Wang Yong and asked, "When did it start?" ”

Wang Yong was stunned, "What when?" What to start? ”

Changqing glanced at Wang Yong, "Prison envoy, when did you start competing for fame and fortune?" ”

Wang Yong was shocked, and his pupils trembled suddenly.

He had forgotten what he had been cultivating hard for in the first place!

When he came back to his senses, Changqing didn't know when he had left.