"Of course, it has to be different from ordinary people, otherwise how can the poem fall into the ordinary?" Hahaha" the poem Luofan smiled.

He didn't know that after Lan Yu was defeated, he painstakingly cultivated the talisman and the talisman and the sword, in order to one day, defeat Shi Luofan, but when Lan Yu Fu Dao was cultivated, Shi Luofan was long gone......

"Lan Yu, Du Fanyang was killed by me!" Shi Luofan's expression suddenly became much more serious.

"Yes, needless to say. Lan Yu didn't show surprise, he just took a sip of wine from his glass, he knew that Shi Luofan would definitely come back for Chu Ruonan and kill Du Fanyang to avenge him, which could be regarded as a great good deed.

As the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but is Shi Luofan really a gentleman?

"When the Du family sees the corpse, the first thing that comes to mind is you, you have to be more careful. Lan Yu reminded.

Shi Luofan smiled, then got up, straightened his clothes, wiped Bingxuan and said:

"Brother Lan Yu, thank you for your wine, pay more attention to the Lan family, I'll leave first. ”

So Shi Luofan turned around and left, leaving a man in blue and the sun that was about to set......

In the evening, the sun converged its dazzling light and turned into a golden disc, and the cloudless sky, blue and blue, like a clear heavenly lake.

Slowly, the color became more and more intense, like a lake deepening. The majestic mountains in the distance, painted with a layer of golden yellow under the reflection of the setting sun, look particularly magnificent.

Shi Luofan was already very grateful to Lan Yu, when the Nine Heavens were above, Lan Yu ordered that the children of the Lan family were not allowed to participate at this time, when Lan Yu's father died of illness, he became the head of the family at a young age, and then after being known by the eight families, the Lan family suffered a lot of exclusion, and there were also a lot of messages.

What do you say that the Lan family and the poet are in the same stream, the Lan family is a family in vain, and after the death of his father, he will follow the surname of the poet.

Lan Yu was silent, and his ears didn't hear what was going on outside the window, which made Shi Luofan extremely grateful, and then the encirclement and suppression of the eight families failed, and the matter was over.

The reason why Shi Luofan left was because he was afraid of implicating Lan Yu, but he would definitely find the person who designed it secretly, who was thoughtful and vicious, and was by no means a small family.

Shi Luofan walked on the street, and there were all kinds of stalls on the street.

The poem Luofan walked aimlessly like this......

"Come on, come on, everyone, look here, look here, the best hairpins, absolutely true!" shouted a young stall owner.

Shi Luofan walked over, and at a glance, he took a fancy to a hairpin, which was not the golden hairpin of the ordinary rich and noble, but a somewhat retro silver white, shining brightly under the sunlight.

And on the top of the hairpin, there is a "spirit" word, there is a blue-white gem, inlaid in it, it is really simple and noble.

"I've got this, wrap it up. Shi Luofan smiled and said, he felt that this hairpin was more compatible with one person, thinking of this, Shi Luofan couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry, objectively, this Yinyongqin book hairpin, someone has already paid the deposit, you see...... Do you want to look at anything else!" said the stall owner.

"Since it's still here, it should be bought and sold, okay, I'll pay double and sell it to me, okay?"

"Then I'll triple it!" A voice sounded, a young man.

The young man, wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair inlaid on his head, a two-dragon gold bead gold wipe on his forehead, a two-color gold butterfly wearing a big red arrow sleeve, a multicolored silk knot with a long spike palace silk, covered with a stone blue flower eight groups of forging row tassel gowns, and wearing a blue satin foundation small court boots.

The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves. Although he is angry and sometimes laughs, he sees it with affection. The one who was dressed in ink-colored clothes and wore a felt scarf on his head was born with grace and charm, and he was naturally a talent.

"You're going to fight me for that hairpin?" said the young man.

"I don't know if Childe has any opinions?" Shi Luofan stared at the young man.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, I'll pick the others. The man said, this made Shi Luofan not expect that the man would be so refreshing.

"Then thank you son!" So Shi Luofan made a salute, accepted the hairpin, and put it in his sleeve.

"Farewell!" Shi Luofan just wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the man.

"Dare to ask the name of the honorable surname? The man said politely.

"It's cold in Xiachen. So Shi Luofan turned around and left home, he didn't understand why this person wanted Shi Luofan to know him, and even if he knew that it was the Chen family, he couldn't deliberately approach it for money.

"Look at that person who is dressed very carefully, not like a person who deliberately slips his beard, why does it feel so strange?" Shi Luofan didn't care much, after all, he didn't know much about this Nangong clan.

And after the poem was gone, Nangong Ji smiled, chose another ordinary hairpin and left.

"Chen Yuhan? Interesting, I heard that something happened to the Chen family a few days ago?" Nangong said.

"Yes, a few days ago, Chenxi's family died, and I heard that Mrs. Xie Jingyuan was very sad and went together. "The next person standing next to Nangong Ji.

"It's funny, let's go, go home. Nangong said.

Shi Luofan played with the hairpin and prepared to return to Chen's house, after all, Shi Luofan is now the head of the Chen family, Du Fanyang died, in order to avoid suspicion, he went back early, so Shi Luofan hurried overnight without rest.

Wake up to the sound of cicadas, in the early morning of summer, the morning halo has already penetrated the window, from the cicadas with the sound of birds it seems to be a real cry: one by one gently sang, interwoven into a valve of ode, not only a dream, it should evoke the spirituality of all things.

At this time, Shi Luofan finally returned to Chen's house, and as soon as Shi Luofan entered the door, he felt that Chen's family had really changed.

I saw that on both sides were the corridors of the copyists, and in the middle was the hall, and there was a large interstitial screen of red sandalwood shelf marble on the ground. Turning the interstitial screen, there are three small halls, and behind the hall is the main courtyard at the back. The five upper rooms in the front are all carved beams and painted buildings, and the wings of the verandah through the mountains on both sides are hung with birds and birds such as parrots and thrushes.

Shi Luofan couldn't help but smile, holding the teacup in his hand and just wanted to take a sip, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Master Chen, it seems that the son of the Su family came to look for you yesterday, and I told him that you went to the opening ceremony and didn't come back, so I left. It was Xiaoxiao who spoke, and it was Shi Luofan who handed over the Chen family to him to take care of when he left.

With a "snap", Shi Luofan slammed the tea cup on the purple sandalwood table, with a trace of anger and worry in his eyes.

"It's really a mess, he's so badly injured, how can he recover in a few days!" said Shi Luofan angrily.

"In which direction did he go when he left?" asked Shi Luofan.

"It seems to have gone west, and if I didn't find you, he would definitely be near Chen's house. Xiaoxiao said.

So, Shi Luofan left Chen's house angrily and ran to the west, because he knew that if it was Su Yuyan, he would have to look for him, and he would keep looking until he found it. Just like seventeen years ago, Su Yuyan has been waiting for the poem to fall into the world.

"This is a foolish account!" "Shi Luofan said, Shi Luofan walked aimlessly on the street, and he searched for the inn from house to house.

Shi Luofan was tired, stood aside, took out the silver Yongqin hairpin, played with it for a while, smiled, and then put it back in the cuff and continued to look for Su Yuyan.