The half-open upper body was sweating, and the short shoulder-length hair that had just reached the shoulder was casually draped, Xiao Chen tirelessly waved the sweat to his heart's content, trying to integrate every move into the instinct of his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many times, if you want to reach the limit of a martial artist, it is far from being something that can be achieved by sitting down and practicing internal strength.

There are a few girls in the distance around who are constantly watching, and sometimes some people are whispering, with an indissoluble spring love in their eyes.

Xiao Chen rejected everyone's kindness, and didn't hook up with any girl, if it was normal, even if he didn't have that mind, he would have teased these girls a few words, but here, he really couldn't have any ideas at all.

Feeling a familiar gaze getting closer and closer, Xiao Chen stopped the long knife and looked back, only to see Fan Yueyi standing behind her pretty body.

Putting away the knife and standing, Xiao Chen wiped his face with a towel, replaced the incense candle that was about to burn out with a new one, and then looked at Fan Yueyi and said, "Miss Fan is polite, I don't know why the girl looks at her like this?"

Fan Yueyi was still followed by several women of the Jindan period, all with black faces, obviously dissatisfied with Fan Yueyi coming here again, after all, as a master of the immortal Jindan period, it was already depressing enough to be sent to spy on a person, this person was still restless, he had to run around all the time, and he didn't even have time to cultivate.

Shaking her head, a trace of struggle and hesitation flashed on Fan Yueyi's face, and after a long time, she spoke: "I just want to ask my son-in-law, can I know Xiao Chen's ......"

"Well, Xiao Chen, the son of a hundred poisons, I don't know him, but I have also heard of this person's name, Miss Fan, please speak bluntly, if Yue helps, she will definitely live up to the girl's trust. Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and tried his best to slow down his tone without revealing the slightest flaw.

"I want to ask ......"

"Fan Yueyi, pay attention to your identity, don't forget the instructions of the master!"

Fan Yueyi was about to say what she wanted when she was interrupted by the person behind her, her face showed a little bitterness, she lowered her head and tears like a broken thread, and said in a sobbing voice: "Please help me with a word, just say, let him forget me...... Please......"

The person who spoke out just now was about to scold again, but the people around her quietly pulled down her sleeve and shook her head gently.

Although Fan Yueyi's identity was not publicized after coming back this time, after all, she was once the second disciple of the head of the family, and being able to be brought back safe and sound shows her position in the heart of the head of the family.

Xiao Chen looked at the Jindan period martial artist behind him, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in the depths of his eyes, but there was nothing wrong with his face, he just glanced at her deeply, imprinted his face in his mind, and the woman who bullied Lao Tzu was impatient!

"What do you look at, kid, believe it or not, gouge out your eyeballs!" Feeling Xiao Chen's gaze, the woman who was in a very unhappy mood naturally spread her anger on Xiao Chen.

Turning his head to resist the urge to hack the mad dog to death on the spot, Xiao Chen looked at Fan Yueyi's eyes, and the little tears made his heart ache, and then he pretended to be firm and said, "I will live up to Miss Fan's trust." ”

Wiping his sweat, Xiao Chen spoke again: "Miss Fan, when I came, my friends from Shangmen asked me one thing, saying that they would play a song to a disciple of Baiyun Mountain, but they refused to confide which disciple it was, only that person would cry when he heard it, Yue Mou had been here for more than half a month, but he could not find a lyre, and asked Miss Fan to help with this." ”

Lyre!

Fan Yueyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and a trace of expectation appeared on her tear-stained face, not everyone can play the lyre.

Most people just play the five-stringed piano, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Hui, Yu five tones, the seven-stringed piano because of more and less Gong, less Shang two tones of difficulty has increased a lot, most of the music scores are not used, so very few people learn.

Fan Yueyi has seen those who talk about the lyre, that is, his second master Ou Ningshuang, Purple Lotus Dao Le Ziyan, and Xiao Chen!

Nodding, Fan Yueyi ran quickly towards the residence with the hem of her skirt, and only then did Xiao Chen notice that Fan Yueyi's skills had been imprisoned.

Gritting his teeth with hatred, his fists clenched several times and then loosened suddenly, Xiao Chen let his nails dig deep into his palms, it hurts!

Looking at the white cloud hall on the top of the mountain, which was accompanied by ethereal white clouds, like a fairyland on earth, Xiao Chen couldn't wait to split it in half with a knife.

"Idiot, Senior Sister Fan already has someone in her heart, don't be delusional, Miss Ben is so beautiful, you might as well think about it!" A girl who was only a teenager pretended to be old and stood in front of Xiao Chen with her hands on her waist, with a quirky smile on her face, her hair combed into two small buns, one left and one right on her head, full of pure atmosphere.

"You?" Xiao Chen looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes were not sad or happy, "Little pot friend, you are still too young, let's talk about it in a few years." ”

"Damn, where am I small! Hey, don't go, make it clear!"

The girl followed behind Xiao Chen reluctantly, her face full of unconvinced.

The girl's name is Mu Mu, but since Xiao Chen came, she has been around Xiao Chen and asked Xiao Chen to tell her about the outside world of Baiyun Mountain.

Mu Mu, who has lived in Baiyun Mountain since he was a child, is full of yearning for the rivers and lakes outside Baiyun Mountain.

The little girl is young and lively, has a straightforward personality, and can get along with all the disciples of Baiyun Mountain, and since Fan Yueyi left, she has become the most favored disciple of Ou Ningxue and Ou Ningshuang.

Although Xiao Chen admired his character, he just admired it, and he didn't want to have any entanglement with any woman.

Less leaning, Fan Yueyi trotted back to Xiao Chen with a lyre, looking at the fine beads of sweat on his head, Xiao Chen added a little hatred to Baiyun Mountain.

With a movement under his feet, he walked up quickly, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but when he saw a few Jindan women who followed unhurriedly after getting up, he just took the hand he wanted to stretch out, hugged his fist, and bowed.

"Yue, son-in-law, you want the piano. Although she was out of breath and out of breath, Fan Yueyi's eyes were full of light, and she handed Xiao Chen a lyre full of anticipation.

The finger inadvertently touched the Rouyi who used to be pinched and played with in her hand every day, which made the beauty's body tremble, and she hurriedly put away her hand, with a little unbearable anger on her face.

Xiao Chen took the piano from Fan Yueyi's hand, looking at her unconcealable anger, not knowing whether to be speechless or relieved.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fan, down there, down there...... Let's play the piano in the next place. ”

Originally, he had the intention to explain a few words, but after holding it for a long time, Xiao Chen couldn't say that it was an unintentional mistake, so he simply sat on the ground, put the lyre horizontally on his lap, and gently adjusted the strings.

"Hehe, make Senior Sister Fan angry, big pervert, I told you a long time ago that Senior Sister Fan has a heart, you might as well pursue me to come, don't worry, I will definitely agree to you." Mu Mu, the head of the bun, came out again to join in the fun, and Xiao Chen rolled his eyes directly and did not speak.

This emoji ...... Fan Yueyi looked at Xiao Chen's white eyes and stood in place for a while.