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Since Nong Qiuyin was brought back to the Confused Hall, Ye Weiyang has not done anything. Please search (¥.com) to see the most complete! The fastest update has been a whole day, and he has been accompanying Nong Qiuyin. This gave Ran Bizhi an idea, maybe they would soon have one more lord's wife. Because, after following Ye Weiyang for five or six years, he has never seen him take any woman so seriously.

After today, Ran Bizhi was surprised to find that everyone, including himself, worshiped the lord a little more. In the past, Ye Weiyang relied on his profound martial arts and mind to impress them, but today, they have seen what it means to be versatile.

He taught Nong Qiuyin to play music, all kinds of musical instruments were handy, he painted inscriptions for Nong Qiuyin, and he knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting; he sang music for Nong Qiuyin, Qin dialect and Song tune, comparable to a famous singer; he personally cooked for Nong Qiuyin, and the food was fragrant...

With such a man who is both civil and military, talented and good-looking, which woman is not tempted. is like the current Nong Qiuyin, a "Weiyang brother", God knows how happy she is. Since she came back to the present, the sweet dimple on her face has not disappeared.

"Brother Weiyang, you are so powerful, you can do anything. ”

"That's, and don't look at who I am. "This man has never understood what modesty is, he is as versatile as Meng Chuanqing, one is arrogant, the other is hidden, and his temperament is diametrically opposite.

Nong Qiuyin was naughty, no worse than when her mother was young, she thought about it and said, "I know the same ability, Brother Weiyang will definitely not." ”

"What kind of ability?" Ye Weiyang disagreed.

"Embroidery!"

Nong Qiuyin burst out two words, which made Ye Weiyang laugh and said, "Nong'er, you are underestimating me." I may not be worse than you in women's needlework. ”

Nong Qiuyin's blind eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it.

Ye Weiyang put away his smiling face and said lightly: "When I was ten years old, I saw my mother teaching my sister embroidery, and I watched from the sidelines. My mother was going to drive me away immediately, saying that women embroider flowers, and men have something to look at. I was very unconvinced at the time, thinking that my mother was biased in teaching my sister not me. The mother was angry and laughed, saying that men can't embroider flowers, and it is against decency. I was young and competitive, but I couldn't care so much about it, so I had to pester my mother to teach me how to embroider. ”

"As it turned out, I was really talented, and I always embroidered faster than my sister in the same embroidery, and I was so angry that she cried several times. Later, when I grew up, I knew that it was a shameless thing for men to embroider, so I never embroidered again. I'm a person, and I will remember what I know and never forget. Although more than ten years have passed, once the needle and thread are in hand, it is as handy as that day. At the end of the day, his face gradually darkened, as if he remembered some unpleasant past.

Nong Qiuyin was not convinced, and shouted: "I don't believe it! There is always one thing in the world that you won't do." She hugged her head and thought for a long time, then suddenly said, "Dance! Brother Weiyang must not be able to dance. ”

Ye Weiyang stared at Nong Qiuyin for a long time before three words burst out of his mouth: "Count you ruthless!" Born as a man, how can he dance and behave, he is not a drama, and he can't kill him.

"Brother Weiyang, it's okay, you can't dance, but I can dance! I'll show you a good dance?" Nong Qiuyin danced like a colorful butterfly at the moment. Looking at the cheerful woman in front of him, Ye Weiyang's thoughts gradually drifted away......

This night, Ye Weiyang stayed by Nong Qiuyin's bedside and asked a question: "Nong'er, why are your martial arts so much better than Shu Yu?"

Nong Qiuyin said gloomily: "Because, I am a child who has no mother's pain." ”

"What do you say?" Rao is Ye Weiyang is extremely smart, and he can't guess what she means by this.

"When I was a child, my brother and I practiced together. Whenever my brother shouted that he was tired, my aunt couldn't bear to take him away. But I have to practice under the supervision of my father, no matter how hard and tired I am. I once asked my dad unconvinced why my brother could rest and I couldn't. Daddy said, because I'm a motherless child. If my mother is here, I can also be coquettish with my mother, so I don't have to be so bitter and tired. When my father said this, he always kept a straight face and was very fierce, and I was scared in my heart, so I practiced very hard. Later, he practiced better than his brother. ”

"A strict father gives birth to a proud daughter, and a loving mother loses many children. Your father is very far-sighted!" Ye Weiyang sighed.

"Brother Weiyang, what do you mean?" Nong Qiuyin looked at Ye Weiyang in confusion.

Ye Weiyang patted her head and said gently, "It's okay, let's sleep!"

Early the next morning, Ye Weiyang received a hairpin. He fumbled with the hairpin for a while, then hurried out without telling anyone. His departure caused a small upheaval in the Confused Hall.

Ye Weiyang saw Shang Yuluo in Lanting. is still wearing a pink power suit, different from the past, today she has no sword in her hand, and her face is not as rosy as before.

Ye Weiyang raised the hairpin in his hand in front of her and said with a smile: "You don't mind if I plug it in for you, right?"

"What's the use of wearing it if the luster is gone?"

"The head of the merchant is not such a vulgar person, is he?"

"People in the world are average, so how can they be vulgar?"

Ye Weiyang was silent, it wasn't that he couldn't say anything about Shang Yuluo, but he couldn't help but let her a little bit every time. couldn't help but say, he directly inserted the hairpin back into Shang Yuluo's head quickly and accurately. "The head of the merchant has something to ask me?"

General Shang Yuluo simply repeated what the Heavenly Demon Sect said to Qiu Shuangxin.

That's the good thing about being smart, and you can do everything at once. Ye Weiyang seemed to know Xuanyuan Lingzi's Zangbian Tantric Exercises very well, and as soon as Shang Yu spoke, he understood her intention. "So, I should feel honored that you were the first to come to me?"

"You're honored, and I don't think anyone else has the ability to help me. How about you, would you like to help me?"

Ye Weiyang replied quickly and absolutely: "I don't want to." Why do you think I'm going to help you?"

Shang Yu was stunned for a moment, "I thought that someone like you would definitely not want your opponent to fall so quickly." Don't forget, we still have a fight. ”

Ye Weiyang laughed: "You are wrong. The best hope for someone like me is that all opponents will fall on their own. I don't have to worry about dealing with her, I'm happy to be at ease. ”

Shang Yuluo didn't speak, and Ye Weiyang said again: "Cultivating an opponent is something that only a fool can do, but I am willing to make an exception for the head of Shang and be a fool once." ”

Shang Yuluo's eyes lit up, "So, do you have a way to help me recover my strength?"

Ye Weiyang's solution was to buy a famous piano in the Qin Market, and then take Shang Yuluo with him, and the two went to Junshan together.

The top of Jun Mountain. The scenery is beautiful and natural, the quiet spring water, the green meadow, accompanied by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, make people feel like entering a fairyland. The beautiful flowers on the mountain, the green pines and cypresses on the mountain, all of these are like faint ink paintings, quiet, indifferent, and long-lasting; the waterfall on the mountainside is pouring its pearl-like spring, washing away the lead in the world, and washing away the green leaves in the mountain.

Shang Yuluo sat cross-legged on a boulder, and Ye Weiyang sat in the jungle opposite him, with a guqin in front of him. Shang Yu didn't understand why Ye Weiyang chose to restore her martial arts here. It was indeed a place of nature, and just sitting here for a moment made her feel very comfortable.

"Are you ready?" asked Ye Weiyang Fuqin lightly. Shang Yuluo chuckled and nodded.

The sound of the piano sounded suddenly, and Shang Yuluo's heart was shocked. This song is clearly the soul of the jade flute, a swan song for the ages - never let go. Ye Weiyang can even play it? With this song, why worry that martial arts can't be restored?

The sound of the piano wafting out of the jungle is so melodious and clear, like a mountain spring frolicking among the green mountains, so clear and unrestrained, like the breeze drifting by the willows, so soft and beautiful, like the colorful butterflies dancing in the flowers, so cold and noble, like the little red plum in the snow dance. Sometimes towering like clouds, sometimes low like a whisper, sometimes fluttering like silk in the wind, sometimes calm like a pine cliff, sometimes excited, sometimes empty...

Shang Yuluo swore that what she heard today was the most beautiful music in the world. If the sound of the heart of autumn is like a fish in water, leisurely, then the sound of the qin of the night is the fish leaping over the dragon gate, leaping thousands of miles, excited, without losing the fighting spirit; if the sound of the heart of the autumn is the hollow valley orchid, silent and indisputable, then the sound of the night is the gorgeous rose in the flowers, fragrant, without losing the brilliance; if the sound of the heart of the autumn is the whisper of the moon before the flower, then the sound of the night is the lingering ecstasy under the wind and snow, intoxicated, without losing the passion......

Shang Yuluo felt like he was in the clouds, fluttering in the air, unrestrained; in an instant, he came to the country road, and felt the simplicity of the people, the love of the world; the warm scenes kept swirling in his mind...

I don't know how many hours passed, Shang Yuluo slowly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black all around, and it turned out that it was already dark. Ye Weiyang didn't know where to go, only the guqin was still shining silver in the moonlight. She secretly used her internal strength and waved her right hand towards the guqin. "Zheng Zheng Zheng!" the strings jumped automatically, playing a discordant music.

"Tsk, this piano sound is really unbearable. Ye Weiyang rushed out of the forest with a pile of dry firewood and mocked at the right time.

Shang Yuluo said lightly: "Shang is just a mortal girl, so naturally she can't compare to the talent of Weiyang Gongzi." Music is not my forte, just as swordsmanship is not your forte, we don't need to be sarcastic. ”

Ye Weiyang shut up in amusement, Shang Yuluo's eloquence is not ordinarily good, and ordinary people are really not her opponents. He sneered: "This incident can show that my kung fu has not been in vain, and the skill of the head of Shang has been completely restored?"

Shang Yuluo chuckled, "Do you want me to try your tricks?"

Ye Weiyang pretended to be frightened, and said, "Don't dare, I know that I am not your opponent, so it's better not to wade into this troubled water." Having said that, he stretched out his palm, and a trace of fire burst out of his palm, strange and dazzling.

Shang Yuluo watched in surprise as he lit the firewood with the flame, and was stunned for a moment, "What kind of martial arts is this?" After all, she is a chivalrous woman who has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, if she is an ordinary person, she must think that this is witchcraft.

Ye Weiyang smiled mysteriously and said, "The flame spirit soul burns people's hearts." ”

Shang Yuluo smiled indifferently: "It turned out to be a long-lost flame, such a worldly mastery will even fall into your hands, with this stunt, it is enough to compete with me." ”

Ye Weiyang quickly roasted the pheasant, handed it to Shang Yuluo, and the two shared the food, and slept in the forest as they had done in the previous two days. The atmosphere reminded them of their first encounter.

The encounter a year ago is something that everyone remembers in their hearts, but they never say it. Sleeping in the same wind and sleeping, sleeping together in the same wilderness, the two rely on each other and kill the enemy together. Those short seven days became a common memory for the two, but they could only be buried in their hearts forever, because neither of them knew whether they would be enemies or friends in the future.