The laughter suddenly erupted, and Yue Qianlie also shook his head and smiled bitterly at Liu Fangming's four slackness just stopped, Teng all stood up, glanced around and said, "Who?

"I said that, so what?" Three people also stood up not far away, and one of them sneered: "Could it be that this ghost village is your family's territory, and you won't let people speak?"

Yue Qianchou looked at it intently, and found that these three people were all Yuan Infant Stage monks, and the cultivation of the person who spoke was even more in the middle Yuan Infant Period. The cultivation of these three people, in terms of casual cultivation, is not low. After Fang Ming's four companions saw who it was, their expressions were all stiff, and they were embarrassed to be there, obviously having some scruples about the other three of them.

Fu Chun smiled and said softly: "Boss, these three people are a bit famous in the casual cultivation, it is said that the cultivation has reached the Yuan Infant Stage, and the name of the person who spoke is Amano."

Fang Ming's face changed under the hillside. Slowly said to himself: "In the ghost village, don't make trouble, sit down for me." Although he said this to his own people, anyone who heard it also meant to warn those three people.

Yue Qianchou picked up the wine jar and poured a sip, looked at Fang Ming and smiled, in addition to being cool, this guy has a good adaptability, much better than some children of the Great Sect. Knowing that his side is not the opponent of the other party, he moved out of the ghost village to scold his own people, but in fact, he was reminding the other three that this ghost village is not a place where you can mess around.

The four people who were reprimanded sat down, Fang Ming's body changed into a warm smile, and continued to say: "Don't be surprised by the girl, they are all unruly people, disturbing the girl's Yaxing, and looking at Haihan!"

Although this remark was not criticized by name, it basically buckled on everyone's heads, "not elegant." hats. However, it is estimated that there are not many people who can ventilate elegantly, but even if everyone is not ventilated, it will not be his turn to talk about it! Why do you climb high branches and use everyone as a stepping stone, which green onion are you!

The impact of these words was indeed too wide, and even Yue Qianchou frowned. However, Fengya is pure bullshit to him, and he knows that he scolds his mother twice in three days, and he has nothing to do with Fengya at all.

He has a different mentality now, if it is a more powerful guy who says this, he will jump out and do it. Now, the little ant can't turn the sky upside down, just listen to it and pass. However, the broad masses of the people were not happy, and there were many shouts and scolding. Even the veiled woman on the hillside slowly turned around, wanting to leave. The one-armed old man leaned sideways and moved out of the way.

A monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, Amano poked his fingers and shouted: "Where did you come from, a madman who blows blindly with a flute in his hand, he dares to pretend to be elegant, despise the world and cultivate loosely, you have the ability to don't come out of this ghost village for the rest of your life, the meaning of this ghost village is nothing more than that, if you come out, Lao Tzu will clean you up."

Fang Ming didn't pay attention to his threatening words at all, but it was the veiled woman who wanted to leave, which made his eyes a little anxious. Qiang stabilized his mind and laughed loudly: "Brother Tian! What you said is not right, I once had the fate to meet Mr. Langzhu in the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, and when I saw Mr. Langzhu's elegance, I was envious, so I followed the trend to learn." Is it so unbearable in your eyes?

Mr. Langzhu of the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, Mr. Langzhu, a world-famous monk and a master of the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods, the audience was instantly silent. The veiled woman who turned around was also stunned, and slowly turned back again, as if she was looking at Fang Ming. The one-armed old man was also staring at Fang Ming with blazing eyes.

Fang Ming looked around with a faint smile on his face, but there was an irrepressible pride in his eyes. His four brothers are even more proud of me.

The scattered cultivators looked at Fang Ming's eyes. Almost instantly, he became a quiet envy, the legendary Mr. Langzhu! For them, it was a figure that would never be attainable. Not to mention that it is within reach, few people have even seen it!

"Hey, how could this guy know that old bastard of Langzhu?" Yue Qianchou muttered softly, pinching his chin and looking at Fang Ming thoughtfully. The voice was very loud, but it was still heard by Yan Lan beside him, and he looked at Yue Qianchou's eyes with even more awe. This Niu senior, Guo Cai, is a master, and his tone doesn't look like he's scolding, as if he's very familiar with the legendary Mr. Langzhu.

Yue Qianchou didn't know that his inadvertent muttering had attracted the attention of a pair of bright eyes, but these bright eyes were blocked by the green yarn, and outsiders couldn't find it. At the same time, the one-armed old man in the mountain pavilion also glanced here with his eyes like electricity, and such a subtle muttering could be heard, which showed that it was wrong to say that he was deaf and mute.

"Uh" Amano's momentum suddenly weakened a lot, and he was a little confused, Fang Ming swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "Mr. Langzhu is naturally elegant and unparalleled, I'm talking about you, not Mr. Rongzhu." But you can't just play a tune casually, just say that you understand elegance, and laugh at me Wait!" As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately sat down, obviously with no intention of fighting again.

There is a bright moon in the sky, and from time to time there are winged floating clouds blocking the brightness of the moon. The fire blew away like a breeze, and the piles of bonfires below crackled. Everyone was still in shock, but Yue Qianchou calmly picked up a dry firewood and threw it into the bonfire.

Witnessing the red flames rising, he sighed with emotion in his heart, he used to mix with the upper echelons of the cultivation realm every day, and he didn't know how many times he had fought with Langzhu. However, it is "Mr. Langzhu." These four words, as soon as they are reported, can make so many people not even dare to breathe, it is really awesome!

What he didn't know was that the three words of "Leaping Thousand Sorrows" came out, which could also deter this group of loose cultivators. Just kidding, a monk who slaughtered more than 2,000 monks from all over the world, and all of them were monks who cultivated above the Yuan Infant Stage, he had already been famous in the cultivation realm, the butcher of the cultivation realm!

is different from Langzhu, one is the prestige of the world, which makes everyone awe. And he is a world-shattering murderous name that makes everyone fearful.

The two pairs of eyes on the hillside had been secretly watching his actions, and his indifferent appearance seemed a little out of place compared to the shocked looks of everyone at this time.

"Brother Tian is right, I really can't be compared with Mr. Langzhu, I'm abrupt. Fang Ming blamed himself. But looking at him like that, how can there be a little self-blame, it is clearly proud.

Looking around, he saw that the veiled woman was also stopping to listen, and he said with great interest: "Of course, although I can't talk about elegance. But since I met Mr. Langzhu, I have been deeply infected by his elegant demeanor. So I made up my mind to visit famous songs everywhere to learn, and the hard work paid off, and finally I got a few peerless masterpieces. I don't know if you're interested in hearing about it?" "How come I don't know? What is the difference between that guy and a scoundrel?

Everyone looked at each other and found that this had become a place for him to perform alone, but everyone didn't know what he had to do with Mr. Langzhu, so they simply stopped talking.

Everyone didn't cheer up, Fang Ming's brothers naturally wouldn't let Fang Ming be cold, and they all shouted: "Yes! We wait to hear it! I don't know what kind of peerless masterpiece it is!"

Fang Ming smiled, and said slowly to everyone with great grace: "Everyone is here." But as you know, although this Yue Qianchou is ruthless and has been hunted down by various countries, he is an immortal genius in terms of music. ”

"Yue Qianchou" everyone heard this, and immediately turned their heads and ears, I really haven't heard about Yue Qianchou, you ask me, I ask you, everyone said they haven't heard of it.

Yue Qianchou opened his mouth slightly with a face full of consternation, secretly wondering, how did it get to Lao Tzu's head, could it be that the peerless masterpieces he said were, "He vaguely guessed something."

The gas ammonia that was originally cold was mobilized in an instant, and everyone was still interested in the topic of Yue Qianchou.

"Few people know these tunes on our side, but I took great pains to get them from the Huaxia Cultivation Realm. Fang Ming said, suddenly shook his head and looked up to the sky and sighed: "A song" White Fox. It's sad, I really want all the negative people in the world to listen to it. The song "Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream" is even more like falling into a gentle dream, and suddenly like opening the clouds, suddenly seeing the blue sky, the end of the song people wake up, and the tears are still there. A song "Laughing at the red dust." Laugh at the ridiculous things in the world, see the vicissitudes of the world as if they were passing by, but seek to be free and easy in this life

These words made the veiled woman on the side of the mountain pavilion listen, and the fragrant shoulders seemed to move inadvertently.

And Yue Qianchou was even more dumbfounded when he heard it, obediently! Why didn't I know that these three songs had such a great charm? This guy's talent is too good, isn't it? If he can't make a girl, it will be a loss of conscience, and Lao Tzu will die headlong.

Everyone present was moved by his words, and they wanted to tell him to sing it quickly, to see what kind of song made him so sad and tactful, but they wanted to continue to listen to his following words, and they didn't bother him.

I saw that he still sighed to himself: "Yue Qianchou! Yue Qianchou! What kind of person are you? Maybe the unruly and ruthless heart is just your surface, and under your strong appearance, there is a sentimental heart! Everyone in the world is drunk, you wake up alone, and walk through the turbid red dust with cold eyes, but ask you if you have a confidant and listen to a song. Hey, I've been fascinated for a long time, but unfortunately I've only heard of his name, and I've never seen him, a peerless genius!

Damn! Is this stupid bird who pretends to be a confidant of Lao Tzu? How come I don't know that I am so good? Yue Qianchou bit her lip, her face twitched vigorously, she was almost moved to tears by Fang Ming's words, and scolded secretly, what the hell!