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Xiao Yuesheng's eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at Xiao Feng, who was staring at him, and smiled strangely: "It seems that there is really a guest coming to the door!"

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Seeing her husband smiling strangely, Xiaofeng was very curious, and she didn't know who could make him laugh so strangely.

She got up and stayed, stepped on the thick moon-white carpet with snow-white stockings, bent her willow waist lightly, picked up the delicate brocade boots embroidered with colorful cloud patterns, put them on for Xiao Yuesheng, squatted down with her skirt, carefully sorted out, her cherry lips opened slightly, raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Childe, who is here?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, reached out and touched Xiao Feng's crystal jade face, and was glared at by Xiao Feng Jiao.

"In Xia Song Boyan, I have seen Master Xiao Zhuang!" Lang Lang's voice came with the wind, implying shocking strength, showing his good internal strength.

Xiaofeng's jade face changed slightly.

"Hehe, please!" Xiao Yuesheng's laughter came out of the cabin, waving on the surface of the lake, and slowly passed into the rushing flat-leaf boat.

Then he lowered his voice and said with a smile: "It's really hard to find a lover!"

"Father-son-!" Xiaofeng was not dissatisfied with her husband's teasing, and said coquettishly.

"A few of you, all of them are in trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng stood up, kicked his boots, shook his head hatefully and sighed, and pulled out the white gauze curtain that fluttered gently in the wind. Piao Ran walked out.

Xiaofeng smiled, she was reprimanded by her husband as a disaster and didn't care about it, but it was beautiful and sweet, since ancient times, it is not an ordinary thing to be regarded as a disaster, but I didn't expect that Song Gongzi to come here, it was really a bad scenery.

Xiaofeng was deeply disgusted by the man who was fascinated at first sight, even if he was fascinated, but he was just a shallow person who judged people by his appearance.

The light purple felt curtain was windless and automatic, slowly rising, Xiao Yuesheng calmly stepped out, and Xiaofeng also followed.

As soon as the two of them stepped on the bow of the boat, Ye Bianzhou had already come up, and a figure suddenly swept up, fluttering down to them like a wild goose, with a light posture and falling like a feather, revealing quite a clever light skill.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked the black mustache, and shrouded Song Boyan like a jade tree in the wind with an inexplicable gaze, but Song Boyan was looking at Xiao Yuesheng beside Xiao Yuesheng blankly.

Under the glow of the sky, in the breeze, the little phoenix dressed in the moon white palace dress fluttered, as if she wanted to lift the sun, and her demeanor was dusty, not like a mortal person in the world.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but send a smiling glance to Xiaofeng beside him.

When Song Boyan stepped on the painting boat, he wanted to greet the owner of Xiao Zhuang, but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by Xiaofeng, who was like a fairy Lingfeng, and couldn't restrain himself at all, and his heart was intoxicated.

"I've seen Mrs. Feng! Mrs. 's life-saving grace, Song doesn't dare or forget, and will report it later!"

Song Boyan saw that Xiaofeng just started to look at himself, so he didn't look at himself again, and his heart couldn't help but be bitter and unspeakable, and the residual arrogance made him say this coldly, and after finishing speaking, he regretted it a little.

"It is the duty of a concubine to cure diseases and save people, Song Shaoxia is too polite!" Xiaofeng's gentle voice like a spring breeze sounded, but it was faint and indifferent. polite but distant, the meaning of rejecting people for thousands of miles is revealed.

Xiao Feng's distant mountain-like eyebrows frowned slightly, although they were not close, they could already smell the smell of wine emanating from Song Boyan's body. Looking at his eyes, there was nothing wrong with him, and he looked a little drunk.

"Ahem!" Xiao Yuesheng looked at his endless appearance, and felt a little impatient in his heart, so he coughed heavily twice as a reminder.

Although his state of mind is very comparable, he is not a saint, and if someone likes his wife, how can he not feel anything?

Although he has confidence in himself, but the things in the world, the most unpredictable, is feelings, so he has not slackened, take turns with them, enhance feelings, he has no one knows the magic of mind reading, is the supreme weapon of emotional conquest.

These two heavy coughs had the effect of clearing the mind, Song Boyan felt as if the sound of jade rock was ringing in his ears, his heart was suddenly shocked, the complex and incomprehensible thoughts in his heart seemed to be swept away by the wind, the wine in his body seemed to be blown away, and his body and mind became clear and empty.

"It's rude, under Song Boyan, I've seen Master Xiao Zhuang!" Song Boyan hugged his fists and saluted, his tone was polite, but it was difficult to hide the hidden hostility in it.

Xiao Yuesheng was not polite, just nodded lightly, his left hand was in his hands, his right hand was weak, and he nodded and smiled gently: "Song Gongzi doesn't need to be polite!"

His kind and long demeanor made the moon swordsman on the opposite side feel very tired, and between two sentences, he was already a head shorter, and his vicissitudes of bearing, but he was powerless to resist.

"Come in, please, let's sit down and talk. After Xiao Yuesheng held his right hand, he opened and stretched, pointed to the cabin, and invited Song Boyan to enter.

Song Boyan didn't say more, nodded, and at a glance, Xiao Yuesheng's appearance was already in his eyes, and it was not a taste in his heart.

Walking behind Xiaofeng, looking at her light and graceful figure, Song Boyan's heart was full of emotion, and the anger of a flower inserted in cow dung seemed to overflow in his chest.

This owner of Xiao Zhuang is so ordinary, he is actually the husband of the phoenix fairy, what a clever woman with a clumsy husband, really!

God has no eyes! It has made this fairy of compassion and magic worthy of such a mortal man.

Why don't you kill him and free the phoenix fairy? Even if she resents herself, she will not hesitate to do anything, I believe that in the near future, she will be able to find a man who is more worthy of her!

Xiao Feng lifted the light purple blanket curtain and let the two enter, Ning Boyan glanced at Xiao Feng's gentle and delicate face, and a strong spirit of self-sacrifice suddenly rose in his heart, tragic and tender, and the whole person became much more upright and resolute.

Seeing a stranger, Xiao Yuesheng's mind reading technique naturally turned on, and the strong fluctuations in Song Boyan's heart were difficult to hide from his eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed in his heart. It's really a seed of infatuation, but it's a pity that it's used in the wrong place, Luo Shifu has a husband, so what?!

It seems that Xiaofeng is not only outside, but even in the Rejuvenation Hall, she has to wear a veil, and the elegance of her own ladies is indeed not something that ordinary people can resist.

The rest of the women are okay, their elegance is peerless, their faces are compelling, and the men will feel ashamed of themselves when they see it, and it is difficult to chase the idea, just hope to be able to take a look at it, and they will be satisfied, and they dare not have more extravagant hopes.

But Xiaofeng's temperament is holy and gentle, like a snow-white lotus standing in the center of clear water, which makes people not bear to approach, but also protects it, and can't tolerate the praise of others.

Xiao Yuesheng pretended to be unaware of his murderous intentions, sat cross-legged on the incense couch, pointed to the Jindun not far away, and motioned for Song Boyan to sit down.

Xiao Feng silently and gently presented the snow porcelain tea cups to each other, then sat back on the fragrant couch in a graceful manner, leaned on Xiao Yuesheng's side, picked up the round embroidered brace in the couch, lowered his head and began to embroider the flowers, on the moon-white silk. Under the flipping of her delicate and delicate fingers, a plum blossom was almost formed.

"I heard that Song Gongzi is the Tang Sect's lead?!" Xiao Yuesheng picked up the snow-white porcelain cup, took a sip, and asked with a smile.

Song Boyan glanced at Xiaofeng, who was quiet and tranquil and concentrated on embroidering, nodded, and was jealous, envious and hateful to Xiao Yuesheng in his heart, suppressed his mood, and arched his hand: "It is the opportunity to disperse, if it weren't for Mrs. Feng's help, it would have turned into loess in the future!"

"Hehe, Song Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, no matter which patient it is, Neiko always can't bear to stand still. Thank you for your luck!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, said with a smile, and looked at him deeply.

He saw that Song Boyan's face was a little unsightly, so he no longer stimulated him, relaxed, smiled, and said in a casual voice: "But the son should not be careless, as far as I know, the people of Jiaxing City have also come to the Tang Gate recently, it is estimated that they are still not giving up, Song Gongzi should be careful!"

"Tang Gate, Tang Gate!" Song Boyan's face became even more ugly, the green tendons next to his face jumped slightly, and he chewed these two words in a low voice, with the meaning of gritting his teeth.

Tangmen, now it has become a great enemy of life and death, and when they meet again, they will not leave their hands!

Hate only hated that he was soft-hearted and timid at that time, knowing that they were people from the Tang Sect, thinking that they would be reasonable, so he never hurt his ruthless hand and killed people to kill his mouth, so he caused this murderous disaster, so he didn't have the bearing of a famous family, he really deserved to die!

"Hehe, it's really a coincidence, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly laughed, making Song Boyan, who was gritting his teeth, a little baffled.

"Song Gongzi, look, is it from the Tang Sect over there?" Xiao Yuesheng sat on the moon-white thick incense couch, stretched out his finger and pointed to the open window, and asked Song Boyan with a smile.

Song Boyan got up from the brocade pier, moved to the open window, greeted the breeze, looked at it, his heart couldn't help but tighten, his slender palm couldn't help but put on the hilt of the sword, and his hand tendons were raised.

"It's from the Tang Sect, right?" Xiao Yuesheng retracted the smile on his face and asked lightly.

Song Boyan didn't know it, or his announcement, floating on the South Lake, let the people of the Tang Sect who came to look for him know his existence and location.

Of course, even if he didn't report his family like this, Xiao Yuesheng would find an excuse to spread his existence and attract the Tang Sect to come.

For Xiao Yuesheng, it is impossible for the Tang Sect and the Moon Swordsman Song Boyan to become his friends, since this is the case, it is best to take the opportunity to play a trick and suppress their prestige.

"It's from the Tang Sect!" word by word popped out of Song Boyan's mouth, his blazing eyes stared at the few people on the painting boat outside, as if he was about to spew fire from his eyes.

"In this way, they will not give up if they don't kill Song Gongzi!" Xiao Yuesheng picked up the snow porcelain teacup, took another sip, and said with a faint smile.

Although the meaning of his words was not obvious, Xiaofeng, who had been bowing her head and embroidering, could hear it, and couldn't help but raise her eyes and glance at her husband, the delicate jade Qiong's nose was slightly wrinkled, and the bright eyes of Ruoshui revealed a sense of coquettishness, charming and moving.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled silently, looked at the back of Song Boyan standing in front of the window, and said with a smile: "It seems that they have already appeared Song Gongzi." ”

Song Boyan took a deep breath, the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly loosened, turned around, hugged his fist at Xiao Yuesheng and said, "Take the liberty of disturbing, Song is going to leave, they are rushing down, they can't affect Mrs. Feng!"

"What are these words!" Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting on the couch, hurriedly waved his hand to stop his words, his gentle face showed injustice, and he said a little impassionedly: "Since you have arrived on Xiao Whip's boat, you are Xiao's guest, I want to see which one has the courage to be presumptuous here!"

As soon as his words fell, all of a sudden, Song Boyan only felt that the breath around him stopped, turning into stagnant water, his body seemed to be stuck in a deep quagmire, unable to move, the air around him seemed to be gradually withdrawn, and it became difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, when his eyes were dark, his body was loosened, and Hugh's true qi gushed out again, and it quickly circulated for a week, and he was able to breathe freely.

He was like a drowning man who had suddenly been rescued ashore, and he breathed heavily, and the purple face of Junlang's face gradually returned to normal, but the shock on Jun's face could not fade.

Song Boyan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a gentle smile in surprise, unconcealing the shock in his eyes, and then the thought of shame couldn't help but surge.

It turned out that he was sitting in a well and watching the sky, wouldn't he want to think about it, how could her husband really be an ordinary rich man like Madame Feng?

Xiao Yuesheng pretended not to see Song Boyan's abnormality, and looked outside through the window.

The painting boat of the Tang Gate did not rush and was violent, but floated to the painting boat of Mission Hills Villa like a stream, and it seemed that it was encountered by accident and inadvertently.

"Song Gongzi, it's best not to do it here, Jiaxing's fast hunting is very strict for people in the martial arts!" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of fragrant tea, said casually, and poured a bucket of cold water on Song Boyan's boiling killing machine.

Song Boyan couldn't help but be stunned, and then thought about it, for Jiaxing Tieyu, as a rising star in the martial arts, he has not seen it with his own eyes, but it must not be a waste of fame to become a forbidden city for people in the martial arts.

"Why don't we sit down and talk and see if we can turn the conflict into a jade silk?" Xiao Yuesheng asked in a casual voice while holding a snow porcelain tea cup.

Song Boyan was silent, and there were many contradictions in his heart, walking in the martial arts, he understood that it was better to settle the dispute, but they actually used their own tricks to disperse, they wanted their own lives, if it weren't for their luck, they knew the name of the fairy of plain heart, and they would have been buried in another country.

If you don't take revenge on them, you will be really in a mess, and you will look down on yourself!

But after all, the Tang Sect is a big faction, and he is weak, and fighting with it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and a bead is unwise.

"Let's talk about it!" Xiao Yuesheng made a decision for him, which made Song Boyan feel inexplicably grateful, and he himself was inexplicable.