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Seeing this criticism, Yue Chuyun's heart suddenly beat a little drum, and he was also a little jealous when he looked at the gray-bearded little old man, and couldn't help but say to himself in his heart: "No, does this little old man really have the ability to predict the future......?" With the system in hand, I shouldn't be able to hang up so easily, but if I hang up Xiaoxiao girl, I can really cry, and Mu Hahaha seems to be good?"

After chuckling in his heart, Yue Izumo didn't take this so-called criticism to heart, but there was some joy in his heart, even if the idea that made him happy was just his own guess, but it also made him more motivated. After all, if this way can really make Ye Xiaoxiao cry for his comfort, Yue Chuyun is even more reluctant to be killed by others easily.

But Ye Xiaoxiao still stayed at the last sentence of the criticism, and there was a worry between his eyebrows, and when the moon rose to the clouds, he immediately smiled and explained: "Miss Xiaoxiao, let's not say that this old man is well prepared, just one sentence will win the day, and you can't worry because of these two ethereal comments." For Xiao Qinzi, there is nothing that cannot be solved with one sword, if there is, then two swords. ”

Qin Langge frowned: "Although I am very satisfied with your evaluation of my swordsmanship, but next time if you continue to use this title, I think I will let you feel my swordsmanship for yourself." ”

"Why don't you cool off somewhere...... Don't worry, Miss Xiaoxiao, let's continue on our way. ”

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded, got back into the carriage, Yue Chuyun took out a bamboo pole from the side, hung a carrot with a rope in front of him, and jumped on the back of the little black donkey without saying a word, so that the carrot just fell in front of the little black donkey.

Qin Langge couldn't bear to look directly at his forehead with his hand, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the little black donkey. Sure enough, I saw the little black donkey walking towards the front, but the carrot was always dangling in front of me, and I just couldn't bite it......

"Such a ridiculous way can only be thought of by a ridiculous person like Brother Yue, but the effect seems to be good?"

Qin Langge smiled and whispered, and then got on his horse and followed.

"Qi, the old man needs good words to tell fortunes on weekdays, the little doll doesn't believe it, who is to blame?" The little old man shook his head and threw a disdainful look in the direction of the carriage, but a fair-skinned and slender right hand suddenly appeared in sight, and he casually held the piece of criticism in his hand.

"Moonlight Clouds...... It seems that you old man does have some skills, and he knows so many things. ”

The little old man raised his head, and there was a cold man dressed in black in the crowd. Between the eyebrows, it is like a solid ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and the eyes that drift by unconsciously have a bit of gloom, such a person can make the people around him feel afraid with a single look.

"This little brother, I don't know what you want to be?" the little old man greeted with a smile.

The man frowned, unconsciously glanced at the dust raised by the carriage in the distance, then turned back and stared at the little old man carefully, and said word by word: "The old man's physiognomy skills are good." ”

"Little brother can also see it? I just said, the little old man's craft can only be seen by those who know the goods. ”

"Oh?" the man's cold face turned into a hint of curiosity, and the corners of his mouth immediately hooked up an interested smile, "Can the old man figure out why I came to you?" ”

"Those who can come to find the little old man are here to tell fortunes, isn't the little brother?" said the little old man with a smile.

The man nodded, and said in a slightly approving tone: "Those who can come to find the heirs of Qianjimen are naturally here to tell fortunes." But in order to prevent the old man from figuring out something I don't want to hear, I can only ask the old man to calculate how long his time is left, can the old man figure it out?"

When the little old man heard this, a look of horror finally appeared in his eyes, but then he felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a steel needle falling on his heart.

"Meridian Soul Breaker Nail, you are ......"

The little old man wanted to say something, but he couldn't even say the last few words, as if he had lost all his strength. The cold man watched silently at all this, and someone in the surrounding crowd finally realized what was happening in front of him, and even heard someone shout in horror: "Kill, kill!"

"Hmph...... Qianjimen, this is the end of going against my father. The man whispered casually, and before the guards at the gates could react, he floated off into the distance.

"Genius of Ledao, I really don't know what kind of music you will use to bury yourself?"

The man's voice drifted with the breeze at the gate of the city in the clouds, but at this moment, Yuechuyun didn't know that the little old man at the gate of the city had died, let alone that someone had quietly followed him.

But as soon as the sound of the flute came out, Qin Langge, who was riding a horse and followed behind, suddenly felt that the whole person was not good, and after a mess, Qin Langge only felt that the laughter was so harsh, and even complained when he complained: "Brother Yue, can we change the tune." ”

"Why don't you accept it, the master just knows music, and if you don't accept it, you can hold it back. "The moon rises and the clouds don't reply.

"No, I just suggested that Brother Yue change to a more pleasant tune, this flute is like crying, I was bored in a hurry, and I was going to cry when I listened to such a mournful melody. ”

Yue Izumo thought about it, so he looked down at the bamboo flute in his hand and said: "No way, the sound of the flute is easy to make people feel emotional, and the sound of the flute can't describe the extremely pleasant atmosphere like the sound of the flute." Your idea is very constructive, but I only have a bamboo flute in my hand, so you can only endure it. ”

"That's not necessarily, Xiaoxiao listened to the music composed by Yue Gongzi, but he had never heard Yue Gongzi sing. Otherwise, it's boring along the way anyway, if Yue Gongzi can sing an extremely cheerful tune, wouldn't it be very atmospheric?"

"Well, it's not impossible. Yue Chuyun listened to Ye Xiaoxiao's voice in the carriage, and immediately recalled all the songs in his memory, and there were really a lot of them. However, seeing someone driving a flock of sheep not far away, the corner of Yue Chuyun's mouth immediately showed a spoof smile, and then he cleared his throat and howled at the moment.

Two lambs

Climb the mountain

Two girls

Beckoning

I want to go up

The dog bites

I don't want to go up

Itchy

"I'm rubbing!"

Qin Langge, who was riding on a horse, suddenly tilted his body and almost fell, and there was a crisp sound of falling objects in the carriage, and the coachman listened to the song full of local flavor and national characteristics of Yue Chuyun comfortably, and he could also take advantage of the pause to send a thumbs up, and when the second lyrics came out, the smile on the coachman's face was even greater.

I heard the next door

The water is roaring

A girl

Take a shower

I want to go over

The door was locked

The evening passed

Mom is at home

Ahh......h Ahh......h Ahh......h