Chapter Thirty-Six: The Red Sleeves Smell Like a Surge
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The lights on the field suddenly dimmed, and the butterfly light sources that were originally evenly distributed were all concentrated around Chen Feng, exuding a soft light.
Chen Feng and Jian Xiaogongzi, who was closest to Chen Feng, became the focus of the audience, and the hovering butterflies gradually formed a regular small circle, wrapping the two of them as if they were a colorful beam. The beauty is breathtaking.
The flowers bloom delicately, and the butterflies flutter in front of the stage.
Forget the exclamation, forget the applause.
Everyone couldn't bear to break the beautiful scenery in front of them, and many of the rooms above the lobby opened their doors and windows, quietly looking at the beautiful scenery downstairs.
Chen Feng looked at the colorful butterflies flying around him blankly, and felt a great headache, how did this end?
At the same time, in the eyes of Jian Xiaogongzi, it became another matter, in her eyes, it seemed that Chen Feng smiled slightly, fulfilling one of her wishes, attracting these shining colorful bright butterflies to fulfill one of her wishes. When I looked at Chen Feng again, my eyes were full of little stars.
Qianjuan's originally handsome face, hideous like a beast, the bald donkey was provoking him, but there was also Jian Xiaogongzi in the middle, if he rashly broke this damn game, it would definitely make Jian Gongzi dissatisfied, and if he didn't break it, he would feel that there was a mouthful of blood blocking his chest, so he was almost crazy, and the rosewood railing was pinched in his hand and gurgling.
Fu Rongtian knew that this wicked man would not do it, so he frowned, had a plan, and while everyone was looking at the beautiful scenery under the stage, he calmly put a cup of hot tea in the wine glass in his hand, aimed at Chen Feng's bald head and threw it down.
The boiling hot water suddenly dispersed the bright butterflies flying around.
"Be careful~!" The masters around him didn't have time to make a move.
"Jian Yu~!" The two sons, who had just beckoned to Jian Gongzi, suddenly shouted worriedly at the same time
If Chen Feng walks the rivers and lakes now, he will definitely be a generation of grandmasters, so if he wants to avoid this cup of hot water, he will naturally be able to catch it, but if he is unlucky, he will definitely hurt the butterflies around him who have no time to avoid him.
I didn't have time to think about it, and there was already a bright butterfly caught off guard and died by the hot water.
Chen Feng tore off the robe, shook it slightly, and a soft breeze centered on Chen Feng rippled and sent a handful of butterflies around, and then pushed Jian Gongzi aside, but his back was doused with hot tea.
"Hmph~" Chen Feng snorted, smiling bitterly at himself in his heart.
Chen Feng silently held the dead Bright Butterfly in his hand, and quietly watched the light on its body slowly dissipate.
This scene is heartbreaking, and many girls in the red sleeves can't help but burst into tears, they have already regarded the butterfly as themselves.
Jian Gongzi, who had just been pushed away by Chen Feng, stared at Chen Feng's hot red and swollen back, and saw Chen Feng's butterfly in his hand silently, he couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes, looked up violently, and scolded angrily, "Qianjiao! What do you mean?"
Qianzuo's face was 'stunned', "Master Jian, you don't know your friendship in the next place, it's too late to be good to you, how can you splash you with this hot tea?"
As if accompanied by Chika's explanation, a loud slap sounded from next to Chika.
"You damn bitch, pour me such hot tea, burn me to death!" Fu Rongtian scolded the maid who was in Qianjuan's arms just now with an 'angry' face
The maid was slapped to the ground by this heavy slap, and the tears that swirled in her eyes finally flowed.
She saw Fu Rongtian's actions just now, but she didn't say anything, although she stubbornly refused to admit her mistake, she didn't show a look of grievance, and just lay on the ground quietly, just because she had long been desperate for her life.
Chen Feng noticed the girl lying on the ground at this time, and his eyes were suddenly sharp!
It's not because of pity for the fragrance and jade, he knows this girl!Ding Ning, the eldest lady of Tianxian Pavilion.
She's kind to him, so he's going to repay him.
Chen Feng quietly put on his robe, covered his scalded back, and under the gaze of everyone, he smiled like a spring breeze, and walked up the stairs where Qianyue was step by step.
The bigger the smile, the more you can't hide your sadness.
Picked up Ding Ning, who was lying on the ground with both hands, lovingly touched half of her swollen face, as if to comfort her, and then turned around and walked towards Fu Rong.
When Ding Ning raised his head, his originally gray eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing look. Is he here to save me?" Ding Ning looked at the thin back stupidly.
She knows that back, and she will never forget it for the rest of her life, it is that thin back, on a thunderstorm night, like a mountain in front of her, no matter how much thunder she bears, she will not take a step back.
"Today, the poor monk broke her trust, and I swore that as long as I was there, she would not be hurt" This hypocritical remark, if you usually hear it, anyone here will feel disdain and amused, but Bisheng said that on such an occasion today, the men in the audience clenched their fists. The women in the audience wanted to cry even more, and couldn't help but think that such a man would make a promise for a lifetime.
Ding Ning knew that these words were said to her, and the suffering she had suffered before suddenly turned into happiness, and she wanted to cry, but after all, she was the eldest lady who supported Tianxian Pavilion alone, the more Chen Feng was like this, the more she had to stop Chen Feng, a young man who had been selling grapes in Yongan for more than ten years, and he couldn't afford to offend any random person here.
"Little monk, you step down! I don't need you, you can't afford to offend anyone here," Ding Ning grabbed Chen Feng's trouser leg.
The middle-aged scholar in the audience couldn't help but say, "Yes, although the master has profound Buddhism, he is a young man after all, so don't be rash."
The crowd was persuaded one after another.
"Of course you're offended!" At this time, Chika opened her mouth, but there was a haughty smile on the corner of her mouth.
Everyone was stunned.
"But the price is to pay for your humble life," Chika couldn't help but laugh
The young man who had just been pressed down couldn't help but interject any longer, and shouted very angrily, "Qianjiao! Don't lose your identity, relying on the prestige of your Spirit Sword Sect to bully a maid and a monk, do you think you are very fast?
Hearing this, Qianyu became even more proud, "I just like to bully the soft, don't you like to kill me?"
Chen Feng glanced at the young man with a little gratitude, and wanted to open his mouth to say something.
At this time, a slightly hoarse voice outside raised up, "Of course he is offended!" Everyone looked back, but it was the Shu family who was talking to Chen Feng outside the door before.
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