On the stage, the musicians look at me and I look at you, their faces are ugly.

They are not beggars playing bamboo boards on the street, nor are they geisha who laugh in Qinglou, they are serious musicians, because they like to learn the rhythm and study the rhythm, let them play and sing the vulgar obscene song "Eighteen Entanglements", which is tantamount to the humiliation of the crotch and parade naked on the street, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Invited to Tianyuan to tour this time, they were greeted with praise, compliments, and praise along the way, and they never expected to encounter such a thing here.

What aggrieved them the most was that they didn't know what was going on!

They played as always, and the audience's reaction was as good as ever, God knows what kind of madness the Red Sword Marquis suddenly went crazy, blew up the building and set fire to almost burned them all, and now many of them still have weak legs, wet crotch, and exude a stench.

Are they wronged!

No one is willing to play "Eighteen Entanglements", but no one dares to disobey the Red Sword Marquis, the fire just now is really amazing, after walking around the death line, no matter how backbone a person is, he really can't muster up the courage to say no word to the one on the terrace at this time.

Therefore, they could only turn their heads and look at the two men and two women on the fifth and sixth floors.

Only the four of them in the band know what's going on, and only the four of them can solve this crisis.

Seeing everyone coming, the man in the blue shirt straightened his clothes and clasped his fists in the direction of the terrace, and was about to salute and speak, when one hand pressed him, the man in green clothes slowly shook his head, and his eyes gestured behind him.

On the sixth-floor stage, the woman in white put away the piano and got up, slowly descended to the fifth-floor platform, and gave the three of them a slightly calming look, and then said to the musicians: "Don't worry, gentlemen, you go backstage first, and the rest will be talked about after I see the Red Sword Marquis." ”

The musicians breathed a sigh of relief, and just as they were about to respond, Feng Moxiu's impatient voice rang out.

"What are you rubbing, don't give Lao Tzu face, right? Tell you, this is Quanzhou City, is Lao Tzu's territory, don't talk about you little rabbit cubs, even if Zong Qingxuan comes and doesn't give Lao Tzu face, Lao Tzu will not be wrong! Hurry up and go down and clean up, pick up the fragrant and sing "Eighteen Entanglements" to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is happy to hear it, maybe he can spare you rabbit cubs, if you provoke Lao Tzu to be angry, hum, write a letter to the family, let your wives and children come to the mass grave outside the city to grave you next year!"

The musicians' faces were extremely ugly, and many of them had angry eyes.

The Zong Qingxuan that Feng Moxiu said was not someone else, he was the current emperor of their Empty Xuan Kingdom!

It's a small thing to insult them, it's a big thing to insult their majesty, although the Kongxuan Kingdom is the weakest in the Three Kingdoms, and all the wars have to rely on the support of Tianyuan to resist the invasion of Taishi, but no matter how weak it is, it's not something that a mere Marquis of Tianyuan can humiliate, is it tolerable and unbearable?

"Dissatisfied?" Feng Moxiu saw that someone wanted to make trouble, laughed wildly, stepped on the railing that was only half a section left, looked at those people condescendingly, and sneered, "If you are not convinced, you have to listen, endure, and suffer, because Lao Tzu's fist is bigger than all of you! If you are not convinced, you are welcome to come and try, Lao Tzu does not bully you, no matter what means, even if he wins if he can get close to Lao Tzu within ten zhang, Lao Tzu will kowtow to him and admit his mistake and call him grandpa, and then meet and retreat! How about it, who wants to try?"

Ten zhang?

A lot of people were moved.

The edge of the stage is only about ten zhang away from the main building, and the few people on the most side of the stage on the first floor even take two steps to win, and the conditions set by the sword marquis are simply on the pole for them to win, is it self-confidence, or arrogance?

Why don't you give it a try?

"Don't!" The woman in white saw that she was not good, and hurriedly stopped it, but it was still too late, and the two violinists on the second floor jumped out in unison, and the two feet in their hands were the short swords hidden in the secret compartment of the instrument.

In just a few feet, just as the two of them showed a triumphant smile, the blazing fire filled their field of vision, and without saying a word, the two of them turned into two pedestrian black ashes, and as the momentum continued to move forward, it quickly lost its shape and dissipated.

It was quiet, and no one dared to speak, whether it was the musicians or the spectators.

Everyone present knew that the Red Sword Hou was powerful, but few had ever seen the master of the Formation Period make a move, and now that they were fortunate enough to see it, everyone was stunned.

Even the blade was unsheathed, and the opponent was annihilated without even moving his fingers, is this still human?

"Waste. ”

Feng Moxiu's voice pierced the silence, and his tone was extremely disdainful.

In the cold-eyed scanning field, the people who were watching all bowed their heads and retreated, he sneered, patted the frightened wife, and said lightly: "Who else?"

No one answered.

No matter what you think or how confident you are, you can only stop after seeing this scene, and you don't dare to show anything.

This is not a difference in skill, but a difference in realm, a qualitative difference.

They believed that if the Red Sword Marquis had a heart, a single thought could kill them all, and the previous flame that was ready to be closed was just a threat, but now it was the true strength of the Red Sword Marquis.

Ten zhang?

A few more ten-zhang and they have no chance of winning!

The woman in white was grief-stricken.

These people are nominally her subordinates, but in fact, only some of them are, and the rest are her friends and bosom friends, who were invited by her to travel to Tianyuan, and the two who just died were one of them.

I thought I could do it smoothly, but I didn't want to go wrong in the safest Quanzhou City.

Because of her miscalculation, she underestimated the impact of Qin Yin on Feng Moxiu, underestimated Feng Moxiu's domineering and tyranny, and finally caused the tragic death of two old friends.

Don't be scheming unless you're absolutely sure you won't let him know!

Yes, his mother understands him, he will be wrong, and he is too confident, a hero in the world.

Looking at the terrifying figure on the terrace, looking at the petite beauty snuggled up to the terrifying figure, she couldn't help but be afraid.

She guessed that Mrs. Jianhou would come back, but she didn't expect that Jianhou would have such a big reaction, if Feng Moxiu couldn't control his heart and hurt his beloved wife at that time, then...

She shuddered, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and looked up and waved at the musicians.

"Go down first. ”

After hesitating for a moment, he added: "Don't do stupid things." ”

Needless to say, no one dared to take the lead for a long time.

There are many people in the world who would rather die than give in, but there are very few people who really do it, and there is no doubt that there is no such stunned youth among them.

What's more, the hollow Xuan Emperor is the weakest in the Three Kingdoms, and the loyal monarch is patriotic, just talk about it, if you really take your life to resist it, forget it, it won't be their turn to fight, there is a master standing on the stage, the master is not moving, and he fights a yarn by himself?

It's a pity that the two of them didn't expect the Red Sword Marquis to be so ruthless just now, if they could do it again, I believe they would definitely shrink their heads and kill them to make a head bird.

"Why kill people? Two ignorant young men, you can teach a lesson, you are really, why are you so murderous!"

On the terrace, Sheng Yan was still chattering and complaining, and the "powerful" little fist tickled Feng Moxiu.

Feng Mo Xiule accepted it, did not reply, and frequently nodded to admit his mistake.

Kill all the killings, and you can't save them, why do you talk back and make your wife unhappy?

Besides, his wife's little fist was quite comfortable, and after the knot was untied, he enjoyed this "conjugal pleasure" very much, and his masochism was more serious than before. 110 Literature

While coaxing his wife, he instructed the people of the drunken Jinlou to clean up the venue, and the people almost cried.

You keep burning the house like this, even the stone pillars on the top beams are burned, how can you clean it up?

Why don't we change houses?

No one dared to say this, but fortunately, Xiong San was close and arrived in time, commanding the turtle slaves to move the large pieces of wreckage to the corner first, and then move the carpet from the warehouse to cover it, put the tables and chairs, put the vase, sprinkle the perfume, lay out the cushion tea cups, doors, windows, The terrace and the peeling walls are all covered by the veil, so I don't look at the scorched black of the wall skin, don't pay attention to the faint smell of smoke lingering in the fragrance of flowers, and don't care about the charred floor under the thick carpet that rustles lightly.

Feng Moxiu nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at Xiong San, who was standing aside, and said, "Not bad, little third son, you are getting more and more capable." ”

Xiong San immediately put on a humble smile and bowed his head and said, "It's all taught by the owner and Hou Ye." ”

"Haha, the mouth is still so sweet. ”

Feng Moxiu smiled twice, and narrowed his eyes as soon as he smiled: "Little third son, did you forget to tell me something?"

Xiong San was stunned, pondered for a while, but his expression became even more dazed: "No, Hou Ye, if you need anything, you speak, and the little third son will go to buy it for you immediately!"

"Don't be sloppy! I ask you, why didn't you notify me when my three boys came?"

Xiong San complained bitterly, weighed it slightly, gritted his teeth and continued to pretend to be stupid: "The third young master is here, haven't you heard of it, I'll go and ask you?"

"Come less!" Feng Moxiu smiled angrily, slapped him lightly and scolded, "You rabbit cub, you have a little one and forget the old one, even Lao Tzu dares to hide it for that kid, do you think I should beat you to death or kick you to death?"

Feng Moxiu rolled up his sleeves and flirted his legs, Sheng Yan couldn't stand it, and secretly twisted him.

Xiong San had already guessed the identity of the "handsome scholar", and since he entered the house, he has not looked at it much, and he has not looked at it at all, pretending to be afraid and shrinking his neck, and said with Ai Ai: "Master Hou, you can wrongfully kill the villain, the villain really didn't look at it, and no one told the villain." Or the villain will ask now, do you want to worry that you can go with the villain, if the third young master is really here, which dog slave can hide from me to kill him with my own hands, and then make amends to you, you want to kill the villain, what do you think?"

Feng Moxiu was speechless.

Look for?

Everyone has run away, where to find it!

The stinky boy has grown up, and he can make Xiong San's mouth so tight, he has really grown up, and he is not the little fool he used to be.

Xiong San was stunned, waited for a long time and didn't wait for the next step, and asked cautiously: "Master Hou, is the little one going?"

"Where are you going?

Without waiting for Xiong San to reply, Feng Moxiu waved his hand: "Go to the door and wait, let the female doll surnamed Jing come in, just her, and leave the door for me to wait." ”

Xiong Sanru was pardoned, ran out of the door, lifted the curtain and hit two men and two women in the face, it was the four on the fifth and sixth floors, it seemed that the four had just arrived.

Hou Ye is really a god!

Xiong San secretly admired, and gave a not-so-respectful salute before the woman in white spoke, and said in a cold tone: "Miss Jing, Master Hou let you in." ”

Then he looked at the other three, and his tone was even lighter: "You are the only one, and the others have not been invited, so let's wait here with the villain." ”

Don't blame him for being cold, the loss of Zuijin Lou tonight is too great, not to mention that a main building needs to be rebuilt entirely, and there is a lot of life, it is really bad luck without money, he doesn't dare to be angry at Hou Ye, he can only take these strangers out of anger.

Besides, they really picked it, I thought they were the gods of wealth, but who knew that they were all plague gods!

Xiong San got angry when he thought about it.

As a real old man in the drunken brocade building, he has watched since the first time he entered the drunken brocade building, and there has been no fork in peace and joy for decades, and he is generous, he is really a big gold lord and a living bodhisattva, why did he get on fire tonight?

You don't have to think about it to know that these people must have secretly done something to anger Hou Ye, so Hou Ye got angry and killed someone!

Xiong Sanshen thought that he had killed well, but he had killed less, and if he wanted him to say that he should kill all these people, let them know that they knew the power of the Red Sword Marquis, and knew what it meant to be a kingdom!

Don't think that if you play the piano well and sing well, you will treat yourself as a dish, others will hold it for them, and it will be cheap for them, and it is not easy for us to use it here!

Quanzhou City is the world of the sword marquis, the marquis is the heaven here, the dragon has to lie down with the tiger, dishonest is a death, this is our rule here!

Xiong San's attitude undoubtedly angered the four people, the woman in white was fine, the other three were like frost, the woman in pink couldn't help but speak, but was blocked by the woman in white.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in first. ”

After a solemn glance at the three of them, the woman in white lifted the curtain and entered the house.

Turning the screen, the afterglow swept over the hastily covered mess, and then quickly focused on Feng Moxiu, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, paused for a moment, and then turned to the handsome scholar next to him.

Although she was dressed as a man, she couldn't help but secretly praise "stunning" after looking at it for a while, and then felt weird.

At first glance, Sheng Yan and her mother can't say anything similar, but if you look closely, you will find that the two are completely different, at most some of the edges and corners are slightly similar, the similarity mainly lies in the temperament of the two, they are so calm, elegant, gentle, but also imperceptible and naughty, as if time can not completely erase the edges and corners of their girlhood, so that she can't stop giving birth to the kind of intimacy when facing her mother at a glance.

She was looking at Sheng Yan, and Sheng Yan was also looking at her, and the corners of her mouth hooked up when she looked at it.

Sheng Yan's vision has always been high, her kindness with people does not mean that this person can enter her eyes, this person in front of her is the daughter of a "love enemy", but she has a very eye-catching edge, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, and then she can't help but think of the biggest regret in this life, and secretly sigh that if she is healthy, it would be good to give birth to such a daughter.

The two women looked at each other, each happy, and Feng Moxiu watched coldly, frowning.

Forget about the female doll, my wife is the first in the world, it's normal to look at it twice, but what's the matter with you, wife?

Wake up, this is not our child, this is your husband and my ex-girlfriend's child, why are you smiling so heartwarmingly?

Grandma's, what's this called, why don't you call the stinky boy back to save the scene, so that his mother is sober?

After waiting for a long time, the two of them were still "eyebrows", Feng Moxiu couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed lightly.

However, there was no response.

Feng Moxiu was speechless, and coughed again, this time he finally shocked the two of them back, he straightened his face and was about to speak, but who knew that Sheng Jian stretched out his hand first and beckoned cordially.

"Look at me, patronizing and looking at this beautiful child, quick, come and sit down. ”

The woman in white finally remembered that there was still a killing god, so she answered, hesitated, and looked at Feng Mo Xiujing and waited for the main master to speak.

Sheng Yan frowned when he saw this, and gently pushed: "You, move there." ”

The woman in white was stunned, as if she didn't expect their husband and wife to have such a good relationship, it was even more exaggerated than the rumors, Mrs. Jianhou could actually command Feng Moxiu, the eldest of the heavens, my second child!

Feng Moxiu was even more stunned, moved twice half-pushed, looked at his wife speechlessly, and looked at the ceiling speechlessly.

What is this called?

Why don't you call the stinky boy back, he's stupid, and I'm going crazy.