Above the painting boat, there is a crowd of people.

The pretty little maids wear flowers and butterflies to swim in the pavilion of the boat, and those who talk and laugh are all rich or expensive.

"Second Young Master!"

"Miss Nangong!"

A man and a woman strolled out, and the little servants beside the two of them all bowed to each other.

The man is twenty years old, with a tall posture, brocade clothes and jade belts, a face like a crown of jade, and a delicate and noble atmosphere all over his body, which is really a good skin.

And the woman who walked side by side with him, about eighteen or nineteen years old, light gauze palace skirt, slender waist and slight steps, and a jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin on her head.

The two walked to the side of the ship's side fence and looked down at the river, they were really handsome men and beautiful women, and they were envious of others.

"Miss, there are many slacking things today, please forgive me!" Lu Wenxuan turned his head slightly and looked at the woman beside him, his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Lu Gongzi, it's serious! Chan'er should thank Gongzi for his hospitality!" the woman smiled beautifully, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Lu Wenxuan had a smile even more on his face, looking at the lights in the distance, as if he felt something, and slowly spoke:

"Moving the boat to park Yanzhu, the sunset is sad and new, the wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to the ......"

"Gongzi Lu is really talented, he can make such a good sentence in a short moment, Chan'er admires!" the woman's eyes flashed with admiration.

"It's ugly!" Lu Wenxuan said humbly, "You and I have known each other for so long, why are you still so foreign?"

The woman's cheeks were slightly red, and she smiled shyly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Where is my sword, love and hate are hard to love, my sword cuts through the sky, and I don't understand right and wrong...... Laughed wildly and sighed, happy and sad for a lifetime, who lives and dies with me......"

can sing this lyrics, naturally it is ridiculous, he has a good voice, and under the cappella, there is also a heroic charm.

Originally, he was about to drink with the cup, but when the giant boat sailed by, his extraordinary ear power happened to hear someone pretending to be X.

Who is pretending to be X? The wilderness is originally here for recreation, and now that you can catch up, how can you not come out and stir it up?

When he sang this song, he used his strength, so that the people on the giant painting boat could hear it.

"I wonder if you can enjoy the face painting boat and get together?" There was a faint figure on the side of the fence of the painting boat, and said to this side.

As he spoke, the giant painting boat was slowly moving towards this direction.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but when his divine sense inadvertently swept over the young man's body, a hint of strange color suddenly flashed on his face.

"It's better to meet by chance, it's abrupt!"

I saw him twist slightly in mid-air and land lightly on the side of the huge painting boat that was five or six feet away, causing a burst of exclamations.

"Your Excellency is so skilled!" Lu Wenxuan applauded.

"You're welcome!" Adhering to the principle of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, he said modestly.

"Why are you here?" an exclamation sounded.

Huh? Why is this sound so familiar?

A question flashed in Huang Wudao's mind, and he turned his head to look, first stunned, and then reacted instantly.

He frowned slightly, and said in a condensed voice: "It turns out that the eldest lady is also here?"

That's right! The woman who spoke was Miss Nangong!

At this time, Nangong Chan was standing beside the young man, with a surprised expression, as if she was shocked.

And because Huang Wudao has been focusing on the young man, he didn't see Nangong Chan for the first time, and he didn't recognize it until she took the initiative to speak.

Lu Wenxuan glanced at the two of them, and said, "Under Lu Wenxuan, I don't know the name of Brother Taizun?"

"It turned out to be the young master of the Lu family! Under Su Muyun!" The absurd and lukewarm fists returned the salute.

"It turns out that he is Su Muyun!"

"Isn't it the waste material that entered the Nangong family!"

"Isn't it rumored that he is weak?

The conversation of several people was not small, so most of the people around heard it, and immediately there was a lot of discussion.

Huang Wudao didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, his eyes were always on Nangong Chan.

Nangong Chan is mostly dressed up in a plain and quiet way on weekdays, but wearing such gorgeous clothes today, it reflects the already gorgeous face is a little more coquettish, and very seductive.

Huang Wudao's eyes were indifferent, and he said coldly: "The eldest lady hasn't answered my question yet?"

Although Nangong Chan is only his nominal wife, and the absurdity can only be regarded as the second time to take over, stained with the light of the predecessor Su Muyun.

But if you are any man, the wife you are marrying, and you will not be happy with other men behind your back.

Grandma's legs! Brother hasn't left Nangong's house yet, so he's in a hurry to start fishing Kaizi?

Do you want to bring a cuckold to your brother?

"I ......" Nangong Chan lowered her head with a snort, as if she was bumped into by her husband and met an adulterous wife, and her heart was very empty.

But she quickly reacted again, what qualifications does this guy in front of her have to question herself?

When will it be the turn of a wealthy waste to point fingers at her Miss Nangong?

Thinking about it like this, Nangong Chan immediately became confident, and even had a trace of anger.

She raised her head suddenly, stared at the absurd Dao coldly, and snorted coldly: "What is Miss Ben doing, is it difficult for you to agree?"

Uh? Seems to be the case?

He paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

For a moment before, out of the male possessive instinct, he inexplicably felt a little unhappy.

But now calm down and think about it, this Miss Nangong is the doll of the predecessor Su Muyun, and it has nothing to do with a guy like herself who occupies the magpie's nest.

What's more, as a cultivator, he is destined to enter the cultivation realm of this world in the future and pursue the Great Dao of Immortality.

What are you angry with a lady in the secular world?

Maybe it's because I've lived too comfortably for most of the past six months, and I've been too deep in the play?

Thinking about it like this, Huang Wudao felt that he was really too idle, what kind of effort did he do to get involved in these things!

After figuring out the key points, the state of mind suddenly became clear, and he was no longer entangled in the situation in front of him.

"The lesson of the eldest lady is that it is abrupt!" said "Aramuchi lowered his posture and politely apologized.

As the uncle of the Nangong family, next time I don't come to these fireworks and willow alleys, I will lose the face of my Nangong family in vain!"

Nangong Chan not only accepted it frankly, but also turned around to accuse the absurd, which was quite anti-guest-oriented.

"Yes!

He didn't bother to argue, and said yes again and again, and he had already begun to regret his reckless behavior.

Just as he was thinking about the perfunctory remark and was about to slip away, an abrupt taunt sounded.

"My son has always heard that there is a nest in our Tianyun City that has entered the Nangong family, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to see it, but this time it was a coincidence, and I saw it!"

As he spoke, a man walked out of the pavilion on the side of the ship, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slightly open brocade robe, a disheveled crown, a wine jug in one hand and a jade cup in the other, drinking while walking, and his body swayed.

The young man pushed away the servant who wanted to step forward to support him, and staggered to his feet, drunk and hazy.

"Zhibin!" Lu Wenxuan said unhappily, "You're drunk, go rest for a while!"

"What is drunk? What is not drunk? What is one's own words, but not true!" The young man has the style of a madman of the Wei and Jin dynasties, and acts uninhibitedly.

"The silk and satin are worn on the body, and it looks like a dog!" the young man walked up to the absurdity, looked at him, and sneered.

The guy who drank too much and didn't have any wine, so he naturally didn't bother to take care of him.

"Do you dare to compare poetry with me?" I don't know if it was the ridiculous ignorance that provoked him, and he was immediately annoyed.

Than poetry?

It seems that the little ink in his stomach can be taken out to show off, and opening and closing his mouth is a poem, probably this is his own proud specialty.

As the saying goes, beating someone else with what they do best will be scarier than killing him!

However, Huang Wudao was not in the mood to play with such a conceited and brainless guy today, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing that the desolate Dao was still indifferent, the young man narrowed his eyes and slowly chanted: "The lights are bright, the lights are bright, the talk and laughter are not white, the wine is drunk and the poems are chanted, and the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold......

I've never seen such a shameless one, brother doesn't dick you, kicking your nose in the face?

The young man couldn't help but laugh at himself, and the poem also ridiculed the absurdity, which was really unpleasant.

"Really?" said Aramuchi chuckled, his eyes rolling slightly.

"The hall is full of nobles, dancing and competing for glory... Hu Nu cooks chicken and drinks liquor, beautiful women laugh and make Tsing Yi... The fool in the ghost city is light and white, and he says that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold......"

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person!"

"Haha!" After a song, he laughed loudly, jumped straight off the painting boat, and returned to the small painting boat he had chartered.

The desolate road was originally here for Lu Wenxuan, but now he was completely disinterested, so he simply put aside the business for the time being, and then plan next time he has the opportunity.

As for the fear of offending people, he is not going to stay here for long, what about the serpent of the land?

If it weren't for the drunken boy who had nothing to do, he wouldn't have been bored enough to pretend to be this ......

"The beautiful woman laughed and made Tsing Yi...... The fool of the ghost city ...... lightly" The young man muttered and repeated it several times, and finally reacted.

"You ......" The drunken young man woke up most of the time because of this, staring fiercely at the painting boat that he was riding on, and gradually drifted away.

Back on the painting boat, the other three had already seen what was happening in the giant boat, and they all got up to greet them.

"I didn't expect Brother Su to be the uncle of the Nangong family, it's really disrespectful for us to wait!" said the young man surnamed Wang, who was the leader.

The youngest young man said: "Brother Su, you are really deceiving me, I waited so miserably! When we intersected before, you said that your name was Su Muyun, and you were the son of a shipbuilding merchant, and Brother Wang and Brother Zhang had a guess, saying that you would not be the aunt of the Nangong family——"

"But looking at your usual speech and demeanor, as well as your martial arts that are not weak, there is a big gap between you and the rumored person, we thought we just had the same name and surname, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!"

Huang Wudao hugged his fists and said: "You are not strange! There is an unspeakable hidden below, it is not intentional to deceive!"

"I'll understand!" the young man surnamed Zhang chuckled, "It's just that today's scene of catching rape is not in time! haha!"

"Brother Zhang said with a smile!" "Huang Wudao smiled bitterly, "Forget it! Don't talk about these unhappy things! Come on! Drink!"

"Exactly! I'll accompany Brother Su to get drunk! Forget your worries!"

The cups staggered, and everyone drank bitterly.

Raising his head and pouring a glass of wine, he glanced at the giant boat in the distance slightly, and a trace of purple light flashed in his eyes.

The ninth layer of the Qi refining period?