Chapter Eighty-Nine: Emotional Wounds

The other four guests of the entire Hero Pavilion all stared at Yang Qing's body with their eyes, puzzled and puzzled, this kid began to go crazy without drinking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Qing was sweating and sat down silently, since Lu Yanyan is now the hired musician of Feilong Mansion, it is better not to disturb her performance, and talk to her about her life ideals afterwards.

Just when Yang Qing was thinking a lot, the flowers and moons of the beauty mole were bright and dripping, but his mind suddenly changed to the pear blossoms of the little beauty with rain and tears.

"Forget it, don't look for her! I can't give her happiness", Yang Qing was in a few breaths, and the wind and moon in his brain also changed color, and the last taste called helplessness and bitterness flowed in his heart.

Yang Qing grabbed the wine cup on the table and poured it into his mouth again, he had whipped a famous horse because of drunkenness, for fear of tiring the beauty~

A song that Yang Qing is familiar with is played in the Heroes Pavilion, sometimes gentle like a bubbling stream in the dense forest, sometimes surging like a golden iron horse.

Unlike "Questions and Answers on the Fisherman", which is sometimes slow and sometimes compact, the beauty of "Spring and White Snow" is that it is sometimes low and sometimes exciting, one performance seems to be fast and slow, and the other performance seems to be high and low.

At the end of the song, Sect Master Lu and Sect Master Kong, who had never heard "Yangchun White Snow" on the wine table, couldn't help clapping, "It's better to be famous than to meet, a song "Yuqiao Asks" and a song "Yangchun White Snow" can be done without listening to music in this life. ”

"Why don't you lift the curtain so that I can wait to see the face of this musician", Sect Master Lu and Sect Master Kong were also a little curious, what was the beauty 'Lushan True Face' who could play such a beautiful song.

Zhan Tianyou sold a pass, shook his head and showed off proudly, "It's not that you can't lift it, but you really can't do it?"

"What do you mean by that?" When was it forbidden to even see a woman's face.

Zhan Tianyou didn't seem to hear everyone's doubts, just scanned all the guests with his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How about this song "Spring and White Snow"?"

"Needless to say, the beauty of this song can't be dispersed for three days?"

"It's amazing, I've lived most of my life and I've never heard such a moving song, I have no regrets in this life!"

"A few years ago, I was fortunate to hear this song in the Wangcheng Shifu of Baohua Mansion, and I still can't forget it after a few years, what do you say?"

Zhan Tianyou heard the praise from everyone, suddenly put away the smile on his face, and said slowly, "Compared with the immortal song that only exists in the sky, this woman's appearance is even more rare in her life. “

As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his palms and ordered the people, "Come on, open the curtain and let these sect masters see the true face of this female musician." “

The curtain of pearls, precious stones, amber and crystals was opened, and all the guests at the wine table 'swished' their eyes to the side room to the west.

A red palace group sets off a plump body, the enchanting peach blossom eyes are flushed with autumn water, and the clouds are towering like mountains.

The fair-skinned and ruddy goose-egg-shaped cheeks are fat if you increase one point and thin if you lose one point, and the plump and bright red red lips spray the seeds of desire around every moment, but it is a pity that a beauty mole at the corner of the mouth destroys the overall beauty, but it is also this beauty mole that just adds a unique beauty called 'trait' to the appearance of the other party.

"The country is beautiful and fragrant, and the world is rare", Sect Master Lu muttered, with his powerful identity as the head of a sect, he can be regarded as a hundred flowers, but today I saw the appearance of this musician at first glance, and felt that the women who had played with it before used broken shoes to describe or praise them.

"Growing like this, what man is not tempted, and his face is ruined!" Sect Master Kong is a dying person with half of his body stuck in the soil, although he also admires the other party's stunning beauty, he is more afraid and worried.

"It's beautiful, isn't it!" Zhan Tianyou was very satisfied with the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, but he didn't know that when he first saw Lu Yanyan's appearance, he was even haunted by his dreams and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

Her existence is to speak one word to all the men in the world, and that is 'woman'.

"Master Lu, please come and get to know each other," Zhan Tianyou instructed Lu Yanyan, who was sitting in the side room and cleaning up the pipa.

Yang Qing looked at the beautiful mole sitting in the side room with a complicated expression, how did she feel that she was more rippling after a few months, maybe her stage did not belong to Baohua Mansion, but the whole world.

"This is the Sect Master of Confucius in the Bianliang Academy," Zhan Tianyou welcomed the Lu family out of the side room, pointed to the oldest guest sitting in the Hero Pavilion tonight, and began to introduce.

"The little woman Lu Yanyan, I've seen Sect Master Kong", the beauty mole curted her knees and smiled at the white-haired Kong Yunzhen Yingying.

"This is a little fat in figure, it is the Sect Master of Guluo Mansion. “

"This cold-faced person is the Sect Master Cao of the Chang'an School Palace. “

"This age is the Wang Sect Master of the Luoyang School Palace. “

"This is ......" Zhan Tianyou pointed at Yang Qingzheng and was about to speak, and suddenly thought that Sect Master Yang and this female musician both belonged to the same Xiangzi, how could they not know each other.

"Zhan Gongzi doesn't need to be introduced, I don't know who knows the 'Wushuang Fist' in Baohua Mansion, and no one knows", the beauty mole didn't wait for Zhan Tianyou to finish speaking, so she added directly, "But it's the first time the slave family has seen this real person!"

"What?" Yang Qing looked bitterly at the amorous but strange beauty mole, although she talked and laughed at herself, she didn't have the slightest affection at the beginning, as if she had never seen herself.

After being disappointed, Yang Qing is also comfortable in his heart, the other party is just right, he can be with the little beauty wholeheartedly in the future!

"Although my name is loud, where can I be worthy of the title of 'Five Uniques' on the land", Yang Qing is also a good actor in acting, since the other party's 'play is unmeaningful', he can also be 'ruthless'.

Lu Yanyan didn't seem to hear Yang Qing's strange words, and after getting to know all the guests in the Hero Pavilion, he bowed and said, "The slave family will accompany you here tonight, and I'll see you at the opportunity in the future", and then disappeared into the side room.

It wasn't until the beauty was far away that Yang Qing immediately took off the mask on his face, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. It turned out to be just a play, why were you obsessed with it?

"Sect Master Yang, Sect Master Yang" Zhan Tianyou shook Yang Qing's shoulder, this young and vigorous young sect master has been unable to give up since the Lu family left, and it seems that he is another minister who bows down to the other party's beauty.

Yang Qing woke up from Zhan Tianyou's swaying, and said with a strong face, "I'm sorry, I thought of something, let's continue drinking?"

Although most of the dishes on the Pentagon Fairy Table had not been started, Yang Qing suddenly felt that he didn't know the taste of food, and countless famous dishes and delicacies were bitter in his mouth, so he grabbed the wine cup on the wine table and drank it frantically.

At this moment, Yang Qing felt that the wine in the glass was the most beautiful wine in the world, and he wanted to indulge in it forever and forget all the troubles in the world.

The night sky was even quieter, and a feast of fish and dragon laughter lasted for nearly an hour before it ended.

"Sect Master Yang is so greedy for cups at a young age", Zhan Tianyou couldn't help but look at Yang Qing, who was already drunk and lying on the table and went crazy.

The other party's mouth will be noisy for a while, 'Give me wine, let's get drunk and rest', and then there will be something like 'ruthless' or something.

Zhan Tianyou turned his head and ordered the big shopkeeper of the 'Juxian Building' who had been nodding his head beside him, pointed at Yang Qing and said, "You send a few subordinates to send Sect Master Yang to the Zhike Pavilion."

After saying this, he arched his hands and said to the other four sect masters, "That's all for tonight's banquet! ”

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Yang Qing, who was unconscious, had a dream, in which he was dressed in gold armor, fluttering in white robes, and riding a horse under his thighs, galloping across the boundless grassland of spring, and his cheeks were numb by the gentle breeze.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that the beauty mole is nestled in his arms, the fragrance of wood and the smell of spring invade the tip of his nose, Yang Qing laughed wildly, "Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, drink the best wine, ride the fastest horse, sleep the most beautiful woman, wow quack~"

Just when he was full of pride and indescribable, a beautiful woman suddenly flashed from the back of the hill, holding high the giant sword that the senior sister had used, her pretty face was frosty, and she frowned and said coldly, "Why don't you go to heaven?"

"Ni...... Nima" Yang Qing, who was riding on the divine horse, fell directly off the horse, and suddenly opened his eyes directly, the familiar ceiling, the familiar room, isn't this in the Zhike Pavilion?

Yang Qing suddenly felt abnormal pain in his brain, and his mouth was also dry, he got up from the bed, grabbed the tea cup on the table and drank it.

"I can't drink like this in the future", Yang Qingxin has a deep sense of kinship, not to mention the dizziness and dry mouth, and walking is also light, "wine is a poison that pierces the intestines" He now has a deep understanding.

It may be that the sound in the room reached the door, and Scar pushed open the door and began to make noise, "Sect Master, didn't you always drink alcohol before, why were you so drunk yesterday, if you hadn't been shouting and arguing, the subordinates would have thought that those people had brought in a drunk man who looked similar to Sect Master." ”

Yang Qing sat on the chair with his buttocks, and said self-deprecating to Scar's jokes, "Alas, the man doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!"

"Do you still have something sad?" Scar held back the 'haha' laugh that was about to be released, this sect master has been heartless since he came to the Martial Sect, not to mention that the boss is now also an absolute winner in life.