"Hey, you little lady is not the little white-faced friend? Tsk, people are busy winning the first prize in the poetry club to meet the first talented girl, and they have long forgotten about you......" Yu Chi Liancheng looked playful.

"You ......" Fang Ling felt pity for Gu Ying in her heart, and she was even more annoyed when she heard this, so she kicked out and quietly kicked at Wei Chi Liancheng's chair.

Wei Chi Liancheng's buttocks were just next to the chair, and he had not yet sat down, but at this time, his buttocks were empty, and with a bang, he came to his back and sat on the ground.

Some of the drunkards in the restaurant who secretly coveted the beauty of the three women of Liuli saw it, and the whistles came and went, and they laughed, and the scene was as warm as the poetry meeting in the lobby.

Wei Chi Liancheng's martial arts were not weak, but seeing that Fang Ling was a delicate chick, he didn't take precautions, who knew that the aunt in front of him would make a move without saying a word, which caused him to fall in love.

At this time, hearing the coaxing of the diners, Wei Chi Liancheng's face turned red, the tiger roared, jumped up, and stretched out his hand to hit Fang Ling.

Huangfu Yan saw that Wei Chi Liancheng's palm was as rough as a stone slab, with strong muscles and bones, showing that the palm of the foreign family was extraordinary. Knowing that Fang Ling was not an opponent, he held the chopsticks in his hand and greeted him.

Wei Chi Liancheng's complexion changed sharply, and before his palm power fell, it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Fortunately, his palm was only to scare Fang Ling, and he didn't do his best, so he temporarily withdrew his palm and avoided the chopsticks in Huangfu's hand.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's death was unabated, and the chopsticks he was holding suddenly turned around and landed on a hemp on Wei Chi Liancheng's wrist.

Wei Chi Liancheng only felt a numbness on his wrist, and his hand was pressed on the table with chopsticks by Huangfu Yan.

The two shots were all swift and incoherent, and the diners around them were so stunned that they forgot to cheer, only Fang Lingjiao smiled again and again.

Wei Chi Liancheng's mind was in a hurry, and he couldn't guess the origin of Huangfu's martial arts for a while. He smiled dryly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it turns out that Your Excellency is still a master of the rivers and lakes, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Seeing that the emperor still had no sign of letting go, he only cared about talking and laughing with the third daughter, and said: "In the Lower Perak Hall, the young captain Chi Liancheng, I don't know the brother's surname?"

Don't look at what he said sincerely, but in his heart he secretly screamed bad luck: the poetry was suppressed by Murong Xihua, and even his proud martial arts were completely despised.

Naturally, Huangfu Yan had never heard of the name of the Thunderbolt Hall, but it was impossible for Fang Ling not to have heard of the name of this firearms yamen, and he was immediately surprised: "You are the young master of the Thunderbolt Hall, and your martial arts are not very good!"

Seeing that he was relenting, the emperor changed his name and removed the chopsticks that were pressed on his hand.

Wei Chi Liancheng smiled bitterly, took a breath, and pretended to be calm: "I still don't know the girl's name?"

"Fang Ling!" Fang Ling said proudly.

"Fang Ling, well, a good name, a beautiful name, and a high martial arts ......" This guy is obviously very thick-skinned, and he keeps sending all kinds of sycophants for a while.

Fang Ling listened comfortably, and saw that he also smiled a little.

When Wei Chi Liancheng saw her smiling skillfully, he didn't realize that his heartbeat accelerated a lot. This fool's face is too rough, although he is from a famous family, everyone in the neighborhood avoids it, and the rest of the women with other purposes get along with him only by promises, only Fang Ling gives him a refreshing feeling.

Fang Ling's eyes swept over the Huangfu who was hugging left and right, and then at Murong Xihua, who was surrounded by warblers, and suddenly lowered his head. After a long time, he raised his head slightly, stared at the candle on the table, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "Okay, what's the matter, isn't it that no one cares!"

Huangfu Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that her infatuation with Murong Xihua would definitely be fruitless, so he said: "A hundred years of life was originally a dream, and I was mistaken for affection in this life! Miss Fang Ling, I think this young man in front of me is not bad......"

Wei Chi Liancheng's heart was secretly happy when he heard this, and he nodded again and again.

I heard Fang Ling snort: "If this black charcoal face is half as good as Murong Gongzi, I will also look at him twice!"

"You ......" Wei Chi Liancheng's face darkened.

For a while, the pair quarreled again.

Huangfu was helpless, and said with a smile: "Shicai, what did Brother Wei Chi say about the first talented woman, I don't know where this person came from?"

Only then did Wei Chi Liancheng stop arguing with Fang Ling, and said with a smile: "It is rumored that this first talented woman is born with a thousand charms, a beautiful country, and a unique skill, I don't know how many men are crazy about her, but Brother Huangfu doesn't know?"

Huangfu Yan was slightly stunned, and said: "This first talented girl is still a martial arts master, has Brother Wei Chi ever seen it?"

Yu Chi Liancheng's face suddenly turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Where have I been lucky enough to see it, but in this West Lake area, there is no one who doesn't know her reputation." I heard that she is a singer in Jinling Flower Workshop, but don't underestimate her, she is not a performer. ”

"Singer?" said the Emperor.

"Yes, a strange woman who can impress countless literati and elegant guests in poetry and songs!" Murong Xihua walked over at some point, and said proudly.

"But Murong Gongzi has taken the lead?" said Liuli with a smile.

Murong Xihua laughed, self-evident.

"Hmph!" Wei Chi Liancheng glared at him.

"It turned out to be the eldest young master of Perak Hall, and it is a great honor to meet Your Excellency today. "Murong Xihua is gentle and elegant, which makes people feel good.

Yu Chi Liancheng's complexion changed several times, and he glanced at Fang Ling on the side, seeing that she had been staring at this little white face, his heart became bored for a while.

Soon, a waiter came over to inform Murong Xihua: "Master Murong, my young lady is invited!"

Fang Ling's face darkened, and she listened to Murong Xihua say: "If you don't dislike it, let's go and meet this first talented girl together!"

Everyone in the emperor was curious about this talented woman, and they applauded him in an uproar, and followed the waiter up to an accord on the second floor.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure, holding the guqin in her hand, walked out of the back hall, and did not look at the people in the pavilion, put the guqin on the piano platform that had been arranged in the hall, sat down on the ground, and then raised her head.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw a beautiful and refined face, with an infinite grievance, which only added a little charm.

"Master Murong, let's meet again!" Her voice was extremely beautiful, and her face seemed to be smiling, making people ripple in vain.

Wei Chi Liancheng suddenly felt a little ashamed of himself, so he heard Murong Xihua laugh and said, "Miss Dianjing, don't come to harm!" After speaking, she began to introduce everyone's identities again.

Only then did Huangfu Yan and others know that this talented woman was called Dian Jing

After the politeness, the sound of the piano flowed, and everyone stopped to listen, fascinated, and the troubles in their hearts seemed to be soothed by the sound of the piano in an instant.

As soon as this voice entered the ears of the emperor, he felt soft and faltering. When I looked back, I saw that everyone's faces were happy or worried, and they were obviously hallucinating.

As soon as his eyes shrank, he saw Murong Xihua standing with Dian Jing at some point and walking towards the back hall.

Huangfu Yan's heart moved, and he had already guessed that the sound of Dian Jing's qin was the same as Murong Xihua's fan, containing a sense of magic. immediately pretended to be sluggish, but his mind was staring at the movements of the two of them.

On the piano platform, the guqin moves without wind, although no one manipulates it, but there is a mysterious power that transmits it, making its beautiful sound endless.

Murong Xihua seemed to be aware of it, glanced at the location of the emperor's death, and watched for a long time, but did not notice anything unusual, and then talked to Dian Jing again.

"Senior sister's 'Eight Desolation Demon Sounds' have reached the peak, I'm afraid it won't be long before even I have to worship under your pomegranate skirt!"

"Senior sister just looked at that young man, could it be that she fell in love with someone else, hehe!" Dian Jing teased.

"You little girl!" Murong Xihua resumed her female voice, and the two teased each other for a while.

Huangfu Xuan's spiritual sense was scattered, and he had already discovered that Dian Jing had an extremely condensed spiritual power on his body, which was transmitted to the guqin outside. At this time, I suddenly saw that the two of them were laughing and their clothes were messy, revealing snow-white skin, and they were very fascinated.

After a while, he heard Murong Xihua Zhengse say: "Okay, your 'Eight Desolation Demon Sound' is the master's treasured martial arts back then, although it can't cultivate internal strength at the same time, but in the spiritual way, it is a first-class exercise!"

Dian Jing heard her mention of her master, her face darkened, she nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister has just come to Jiangnan and found any amazing young masters?"

Murong Xihua looked at the imperial palace outside through the window screen and nodded.

Dian Jing seemed to have an understanding, and said with a smile: "It's the person just now, and it looks reasonable, but unfortunately I can't see anything powerful!"

"You, the real masters are all back to basics, just from the appearance. This little thief can easily dissolve my 'Ecstasy Dafa', don't you say it's powerful?"

Dian Jing's eyes rolled, and she suddenly smiled: "How does the senior sister plan to let him take revenge for the master?" I think this kid is very blessed, if the senior sister is committed to him, wouldn't it be too much of a pity......

"Who...... Who said that he was going to commit to him!" Murong Xihua's face turned red, and she said a little uncomfortably: "But with you, the number one talented woman in Jiangnan, I am afraid that he will not avenge us!"

"Then it depends on whether he can satisfy me, my husband wants to be both civil and military, and at present, it seems that only the playboy can meet this condition!"

"You Nizi, don't be ashamed!" Murong Xihua nodded her head, and the two were playing again.