"Squeak"

The bamboo door was pushed open, Song Yuchen frowned slightly, opened his eyes and glanced at the visitor.

There was some surprise that it was this girl.

Song Yuchen found that after the former entered the door, his eyes fell on Zhao Fenghuang on the side, he had never seen such a stunning beauty, and she was also full of shock when she was a woman.

There is such a beautiful woman in this world!

Although they are both women, in comparison, Chang Leyan has a feeling of self-pity, especially the chest and abdomen of the other party, looking horizontally at the side of the ridge into a peak, which is extremely attractive, and then looks down at himself

Song Yuchen shook her head and smiled bitterly, what a stupid girl.

Song Yuchen closed his eyes again, if it was this little girl, it shouldn't disturb him too much, just let her be.

Zhao Qingying just finished playing a tune, and when she saw someone suddenly breaking in, she didn't panic, and lightly put the purple bamboo flute in her hand aside, and then looked at Chang Leyan.

I have to say that this Zhao Fenghuang who flew out of the Phoenix Pavilion is a little too beautiful, even if it is just a simple look at the movements of other women, Gu Pan is also soft and light, and the smile on his almost perfect face is like a lotus.

Chang Leyan, who was still aggressive and wanted to come in to crusade against someone, was instantly stunned and said stupidly: "Sister, you are so beautiful." ”

Zhao Qingying got up gently, gave birth to a lotus under her feet, walked to Chang Leyan, and smiled gently: "But Sister Leyan?"

Chang Leyan, whose body had not yet fully grown, was stunned and a little flattered, "Sister, how do you know my name?"

Zhao Qingying's eyes glanced at the Tsing Yi scholar who was still sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, and said: "I am also on the boat here, listen to what this guy said, well, Sister Le Yan is a beauty embryo at first glance, and in another two years, she will definitely be a stunning beauty who is down-and-out and generous." ”

In fact, Chang Leyan, who is not thin-skinned on weekdays, immediately blushed after hearing this.

Chang Leyan then set his eyes on the talented man of the Song family.

Eye contact, Chang Leyan's heart trembled at that time, how could this figure be so familiar, by the way, the scholar who went to the Tang Gate to save her last night was also dressed in green clothes.

Could it be that the scholar last night was the rumored genius of the Song family?

Chang Leyan took a closer look and found that this talented man of the Song family was not the person who saved her last night but did not want to tell her name, although the two of them were dressed in green clothes, and their bodies were similar, and they were almost identical, but last night that person looked very much like Master Mengzu, obviously not the same person as this talented son of the Song family.

But how did he know his name?

"Hey, surnamed Song, who told you to come to my Yingwu, and live in my Yingwu Holy Land. Chang Leyan said angrily.

In all fairness, this talented son of the Song family is indeed impeccable, the so-called scholarly spirit, and the scholarly style is nothing more than that.

Especially the purple-gold seal in the middle of his eyebrows, which made him have the appearance of a cultivator.

But no matter how suave this guy looks, as long as he is linked to his previous bad deeds, it is difficult to make a good impression, as for the mark in the middle of the eyebrows, it is estimated that this guy himself painted it, so it is mysterious.

But at the same time, she also noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with this guy's face, and there was a purple-black gas in the paleness, which looked as if he had been poisoned.

Zhao Meiren stood aside, standing by and watching, as if she was watching a good show.

Who told that guy to pity the jade so ununderstandably, and grabbed the bed with a weak woman himself, he deserved it.

"Your grandfather invited me here. Song Yuchen didn't open his eyes, but said softly, "What holy place did you just say this is your Yingwu?"

Song Yuchen couldn't laugh or cry, he was to avoid the harsh discipline of the master and uncles, so he ran to this bamboo mountain and built a bamboo house casually, I thought that after so many years, this place should have long been gone, but I didn't expect this freehand garden to be like new, it seems that Yingwu has been repaired in place.

But what I didn't expect was that this garden, which was actually a little shabby, was actually regarded as a holy place by these juniors, and they wanted to blast away him, the ancestor of the Freehand Garden.

It's no wonder that after living here, Yingwu's disciples would have such a big reaction.

Chang Leyan snorted coldly and said: "You said that my grandfather invited me, so I can believe you?" Who knows if this is your own nonsense, and ah, this is the place where our Master Meng Changming and Master Meng Zu lived, and it is naturally the holy land of our Yingwu, when I came in just now, I saw that there were three purple thunder bamboos missing in the yard, it should be you who cut it, right?"

Song Yuchen opened his eyes and stared at Chang Leyan with a smile, and the latter subconsciously took a small step back, which made Song Yuchen, who was the ancestor very embarrassed.

Song Yuchen said with a smile: "The island is boring to death, cutting some bamboo just to make a flute, oh, it's the flute next to Sister Zhao behind you, she also played a song just now, but you seem to be a little late, at most you heard a not-so-wonderful ending, how about it, your Sister Zhao's flute is still in your ears?"

Chang Leyan glanced at the flute quietly, its color was indeed the same as the color of the purple thunder bamboo outside, and the incisions of the flute were all brand new, it should be made of the purple thunder bamboo outside.

For no reason, Chang Leyan has a good impression of this sister who is as beautiful as a fairy, not to mention that the song she played just now is extremely beautiful, and she uses purple thunder bamboo to make a flute for her, which is not a loss at all, and it can even be said that it is very suitable.

Of course, if Song Yuchen knew what Chang Leyan was thinking at the moment, he, the ancestor master, would probably be able to vomit three liters of blood and die.

"Then you won't cut three. Chang Leyan said angrily, but his voice was much weaker, not as aggressive as before.

Song Yuchen suddenly remembered something and said, "That's right, what's that, Chang girl"

"Who is your Chang girl? Chang Leyan was suddenly unhappy and said, "I don't think you are much older than me, why should you be called a girl." ”

Song Yuchen was speechless.

Not much older than you?

Although your ancestor and I have not yet been established, that is, twenty-seven or eight, they have ascended to the heavenly realm, and after ranking in the immortal class, their appearance has hardly changed, and it is really five hundred years for an immortal in the heavenly realm with a lifespan of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, which is too short, at best, it is equivalent to five years in the mortal world.

Therefore, Song Yuchen never felt that he had many years old, and even returned to the mortal world, he still had an illusion, as if he was a young descendant who was not yet in his prime.

Of course, in this regard, someone is indeed suspected of pretending to be tender.

But anyway, the 500-year-old "high life" is there, what's wrong with calling you a girl?

There is no way, Song Yuchen can only say: "Chang Nuxia, that's the case, your sister Zhao has no place to sleep, so I want to be with you these days"

Zhao Qingying's face instantly became gloomy, "Song Yuchen, do you dare to go back on your word?" You agreed just now, as long as I play a song, you will let me live here." ”

Song Yuchen looked scoundrel and said with a smile: "Zhao Meiren, you probably heard it wrong just now, I said a song every day." ”

"Song Yuchen, you" Zhao Huakui, who had never lost his temper, suddenly wanted to cut someone with a sword.

"Hmph, I knew I shouldn't have asked for hot water for your bastard last night, and let you die under the poison of that Tang Sect. Zhao Mei said angrily.

The speaker had no intention of listening, Song Yuchen said it badly, and Chang Leyan's face on the side changed suddenly.