"Miss Dongxiang, it's my first time here, you should be lighter!" Yang Bufan put his hands up and down, Dongxiang couldn't resist it, and glanced at him, "Master, if it's your first time, I'm still a big girl with yellow flowers!"

I'll go, it's really not good to be honest these days, no one believes it at all!

"By the way, Miss Dongxiang, is your Yihong Courtyard clean?" Dongxiang was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then said with a smile, "What did you say, our girls here are all clean!"

"What about the unclean?"

Dongxiang was a little uncomfortable when he heard this, "Master, Dongxiang doesn't understand what you mean!" Yang Bufan heard this, and took out a gold ingot, "I just want to know, have you seen those men in Tsing Yi?" They are all Jiangyang thieves, I have seen the gold on my body, I plan to scatter wealth and eliminate disasters today, but these people force me to do this, if I don't give them some color to see if it won't fall into the reputation of the master!"

Dongxiang is a delicate person, she understood when she heard it, and then said quietly, "Master, I understand, don't worry, I'll do it for you later!"

This Dongxiang said that it would be done, and it would not be bad if it was not bad, but the girl who looked a little depressed walked out, and Yang Bufan, who saw this, smiled faintly, I don't know if the four heroes of Qingcheng are infected with some unclean diseases, and when the time comes, they will seek medical treatment everywhere and make the city full of wind and rain, is Yu Canghai still interested in finding a sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?

At this time, Yu Canghai and others were in such an environment, and it was inevitable that their hearts would be hot, but the Qingcheng faction was still famous in the rivers and lakes when it came to martial arts, but when it came to this silver, it was a little cramped, and when their eyes were hot, suddenly a beautiful lady came over, saying that she had taken a fancy to their handsomeness and chic, which made them happy for a while, but they were happy, but their eyes had never left Yang Bufan and others.

When the two groups of people were enjoying the joy of humanity, suddenly there was a clear sound of "dong...", crisp and pleasant, like a fairy sound blowing through the ears, and the noisy noise in the building stopped.

"It's Miss Yingying!" A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted behind Yang Bufan and the others, and Yang Bufan, who was eating tofu violently, also stopped his movements and looked at the past when he heard it, and secretly said in his heart: Isn't it the Oiran here?

Just thinking about it, the door of a room in the middle of the second floor opened silently, a bead curtain hung down quietly, faintly looking, there was a wonderful figure sitting behind the bead curtain, no one was seen, no sound was heard, just such a glance, it had made the men downstairs crazy.

"Who is this woman?" asked Ling Hu Chong curiously.

When Dongxiang heard this, her face flushed and said, "It's our Oiran Yingying girl here!"

Sure enough, Yang Bufan said secretly, it seems that in the ancient Qinglou, but any Oiran is unwilling to let people easily see his appearance, play mysterious, play ambiguous, so as to attract more eyeballs, now there are too many ways to do business, he has long been surprised, but others are not the same as him, they are all curious and shake their heads, as if they want to see the appearance of the person behind this curtain!

Just when everyone was looking curiously, the flower girl Yingying didn't speak, only flicked her fingers, and heard a sound of heaven from far and near, slowly coming, to show her talent.

At first, the sound was still light, as if a clear spring was bubbling down on the mountain, and gradually it became compact again, like a drizzle in early spring.

Listening carefully, the sound of the piano seems to have a strange magic, the rhyme seems to hover overhead, and it seems to whisper in the ear, which makes people intoxicated.

Then accompanied by a resentful female voice, it seemed to be pouring out her heart, and it seemed to be calling for a lover, which made people feel so sad!

At this time, this word was sung by Yingying girl, and the sound of the piano was harmonious, and the meaning was especially timeless, as if there was an indescribable sorrow, which made the originally noisy Yihong Courtyard extremely quiet at this time.

After Miss Yingying's song, everyone was still immersed in that beautiful realm, and they had not revisited it for a long time. 7 Q

Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi both stared blankly at the pretty figure behind the bead curtain, their faces were full of admiration, and then they looked back at Yu Canghai and the others even more unbearable, saliva dripping down, full of pig brother appearance.

And Qu Yang and the little girl, who were hiding in the shadows, were looking at Miss Yingying with burning eyes, "Grandpa, the song played by the Holy Aunt is really good!"

"Well, the whereabouts of the sect leader are unknown all these years, and it has hurt the holy aunt" Qu Yang shook his head secretly!

Among this group of people, the most sober is Yang Bufan, an outsider, after all, he prefers this exquisite beauty in his arms than the euphemistic sound of the piano.

This Yingying girl's singing voice is beautiful, but for people like Yang Bufan, who are used to listening to modern electronic synthetic music, it seems too monotonous.

DON'T YOU KNOW THAT WHAT IS POPULAR NOW IS SINGING, DANCING, AND RAP?

Yang Bufan looked left and right, and when he saw Ling Hu Chong's demented appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head, is this Ling Hu Chong really the protagonist? In the plot, he used to be a brother and sister to a flower thief like Tian Boguang, and now he sees a pig brother with such an oiran, I really don't know where I can see the appearance of his protagonist.

The Yingying girl finished the song and got up.

The bead curtain was lifted next to the ring, and a face with a national color and fragrance appeared in front of everyone.

Green silk high plate, jade flour cheeks, apricot eyes and nose, cherry mouth, although it is a plain clothes, but the brilliance looms, walking like a weak willow to support the wind, looking forward to the beautiful eyes flowing!

Yang Bufan's heart jumped a few times, this Yingying girl is really smart, and she doesn't want to go up and down with the few women she knew before!

Miss Yingying smiled, her beautiful eyes looked around, there seemed to be a mysterious magic in her eyes, people could not help but look at her a second time, and look at the second look and then look at the third time. Both men and women in the hall stared at her blankly, as if they were absorbed by her.

Gradually, there was a faint look of pride on his face!

Yang Bufan saw all this in his eyes on the side, and his heart suddenly became unhappy, can you be so arrogant if you look good?

Miss Yingying looked charming, and everyone was intoxicated by her beautiful smile, but they heard someone snort softly, and the sound from her nostrils was very disdainful.

Although this voice was soft, but at this time the hall was extremely quiet, everyone heard it, and when they looked at the sound, they saw Yang Bufan in strange costumes, and a look of displeasure appeared on their faces, obviously very unhappy that he interrupted such an artistic conception.

Miss Yingying has seen all kinds of characters, and although Yang Bufan is dressed strangely, he can be regarded as dignified, and this person has a sneer on his face, as if he is a little contemptuous of himself.

Miss Yingying was secretly annoyed in her heart, but a smile appeared on her face and said, "May I ask what this son is called?"

Yang Bufan was holding a sword in his hand, and at first glance he was a martial artist, while Miss Yingying called her son-in-law, obviously making fun of herself.

Yang Bufan knew what she was careful about, and said with a smile at the moment: "The son doesn't dare to be, under Yang Bufan, it's just a martial artist!"