Song Yuzhi was wearing men's clothes at this time, and a crisp and neat suit made her more heroic and not an ordinary daughter's family, but closer to such a bold and generous Jianghu woman, but she showed a little daughter posture in front of you, and there was a feeling that she couldn't taste from other women.

Luo Fan stared at Song Yuzhiyu's plump lips on his face and pursed slightly, and suddenly laughed with a "sneer".

Song Yuzhi was uncomfortable with Luo Fan's unprovoked laughter, a pair of jade hands holding a folding fan were placed on his chest for a while, and then on his legs, and finally found that it was not suitable anywhere, and couldn't help but look at Luo Fan angrily and stomped his feet and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Fan took the little dragon girl and sat down in the two deliberately reserved positions in the center, and replied with a light smile: "Reunion after a long absence, I am in a good mood, so I naturally want to laugh, Yuzhi asked this question so unreasonable." ”

Song Yuzhi suddenly stopped talking, turned his head, stopped looking at him, and seemed to be sulking alone.

Seeing this, Song Shidao couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "The third sister is willful, please don't be strange to Brother Luo." ”

Because Luo Fan had specially asked Xu Ziling to instruct him in advance, everyone was called according to the previous name, so no one called the emperor anymore.

Luo Fan smiled slightly: "How dare you, I'm afraid that Luo has offended the third miss somewhere, and I hope that the third miss will not be blamed." ”

After saying that, he hugged Song Yuzhi with a fist.

Song Yuzhi still looked away and stopped looking at him.

At this time, a woman in red beside Song Yuzhi said indifferently: "Miss Song is afraid that she is blaming Brother Luo for a few years, and she has not even had any news, although she is angry on the surface. In fact, I am afraid that I am worried in my heart, but the sky is high and the road is far away. How can it be so easy to send back the news? I wonder how Brother Luo has been doing there all these years?"

Although only in the name of Shang Xiufang, both men and women, young and old. It is understandable to admire her, but throughout the audience, except for the little dragon girl, it seems that she is the only one wearing women's clothes.

Her demeanor is calm and sophisticated, demure and dignified, but her focused and determined eyes make people feel that she is not only beautiful and moving, but also has the decisiveness and boldness that does not let men go, fearless, and full of confidence in herself. It seems that he is convinced of the correctness of everything he does.

The black and shiny hair, the white and delicate skin, the slender and well-proportioned figure, the deep and slender phoenix eyes under the beautiful and curved eyebrows, and the faint natural fragrance on the body, constitute a captivating beauty picture, and its temperament and beauty will never lose any woman present.

Luo Fan looked at this peerless but extremely familiar woman, as if he had returned to the time when he was ignorant of the world, the young man full of enthusiasm and infinite expectations for the future.

He was back then. Self-made, except for martial arts, he was still in the upper echelon of the younger generation, and almost no one was optimistic about him at that time. However, there was a person who rejected the promise of the King of Qin, either out of the morality of his friends, or out of the uprightness of the personality of the children of the rivers and lakes. resolutely chose to stand on Luo Fan's side and followed Luo Fan to fight in the south and north. It has been more than ten years since I turned to the world. Although the years have not left any traces on her face, they have left a deep imprint on Luo Fan's heart, Luo Fan put away his indifferent and comfortable smile for the first time, replaced it with a serious expression, nodded and said, "I...... A qiē is finally smooth, and the red breeze is good in recent years?"

The indifferent eyes of the red whisk girl only showed a little brilliance at this time, and replied indifferently: "As always, listen to your words, it seems that I am afraid that there will be no shun in your words all these years." ”

Although her words were extremely plain, Luo Fan, who had been friends with her for more than ten years, couldn't see the concern hidden in her words.

Luo Fan chuckled and shook his head: "Didn't all the desperate situations that were passed back then, and now what else is difficult to defeat me Luo Fan?"

In the battle of Wagangzhai back then, he was so injured that he didn't even have the strength to move, and any person could threaten his life, but he still survived in the end, compared to later, even though the opponent was extremely strong, he never encountered such a desperate situation again.

The beautiful face of the red whisk girl showed a faint look of reminiscence, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded lightly and was silent.

Perhaps, many things do not need words, and some things are difficult to express in words, only with the intention to feel.

After a long time, he only laughed and said: "That's right, whether it is in heaven or in the world, who can stop my Great Qianguo Holy Venerable?"

Luo Fan couldn't help but glance at Kou Zhong, and said angrily: "What else did you mention today, but I don't know which stupid person gave such an arrogant name, so I simply withdrew it from me." ”

Kou Zhong couldn't help but cry out and said, "Master, you are a god and a man, not a saint, what is it? ”

Luo Fan couldn't help but sigh lightly when he heard this, and said, "When you have the opportunity in the future, you can go out and see the heavens beyond the sky, you will know that these resounding names are just a joke." ”

Song Yuzhi said: "If it is really to grow the ambition of others and destroy their own prestige, my father often said, the most indispensable thing for a martial artist is confidence." ”

At this time, I could only hear the little dragon girl sitting next to Luo Fan and said lightly: "Senior Song's words are indeed very reasonable, but what does the name have to do with the martial artist?"

The red whisk girl said: "It really doesn't matter, even if the Lord Song doesn't have a heavenly sword, the name Song Que alone is enough to deter the world, not to mention Brother Luo." ”

The implication of this is that as long as you are strong, even if you have only an ordinary name, it is enough to shock the world.

When everyone heard the words, they kept chewing on the meaning of the words, and they couldn't help but feel that even if they only used the name Luo Fan, who in the world didn't know?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride from the hearts of everyone, and then there was an indescribable awe and frustration in my heart, even Luo Fan did not dare to call himself "saint", "respect" and the like, what kind of world is it outside this world? What kind of strength does such a strong person have? In his own life, can he really be compared with such a character? If not, then it is really a bit unknowable to take out some such names in vain.

For a moment there was silence in the room.

At this time, Luo Fan said solemnly: "The lesson of Yuzhi is that as a martial artist, the most indispensable thing is confidence, if you don't even have the confidence to defeat your opponent, how can you talk about practicing martial arts? ”

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, but they didn't expect that just now, everyone was losing confidence in themselves for the sky outside the sky, the people outside the people, and couldn't help but be ashamed, and then looked at Luo Fan, it seemed that no matter when, no matter what, could not shake his mind, and the expression on his face was still light.

What I didn't expect was that at the beginning, Song Yuzhi used to teach Luo Fan a lesson, he actually borrowed this matter to teach others, but at this moment he also made a sincere appearance, Song Yuzhi couldn't help but be happy, and then everyone reacted, and couldn't help laughing.

After a greeting, they have seen Song Shidao, Li Jing and others, at this time although Song Shidao is still personable, but the black hair is also stained with frost marks, as the second son of Song Valve, his age is much older than Luo Fan and others, plus most of Song Valve's affairs have been handed over to him at this moment, he is no longer the chic and comfortable son of a wealthy family, but after many years, people feel more gentle, but like a well-educated and humble brother, not a son of a high-ranking lord, people want to be close to him at first sight.

And Li Jing is sitting on the seat in the West, his expression is quite stern, there is a kind of non-angry and self-authoritative momentum in a pair of tiger eyes, everyone knows that Li Jing is now the commander of the three armies of the Great Qianguo, and his status is only under Kou Zhong, and the quality of a soldier forged by iron and blood makes him never relax at any time, but from his hot eyes, he can see the excitement and indescribable joy hidden in his heart.

Outside the wing room, the eaves are warped, the walls reflect each other, and the raindrops of beans are sprinkled, turning from sparse to dense.

The misty rain raised a light mist in the courtyard, dyeing the surrounding street lamps with a dreamlike atmosphere.

When Shang Xiufang appeared in front of everyone like a fairy from the deep valley in the dream world to the mortal world, the eyes of the entire hall, both men and women, were attracted to her.

Her beauty is not only as elegant as the natural beauty of the princess, but also has the mysterious beauty of Wanwan, and what is even more touching is her pair of eyes that can seduce the soul, with a trace of resentment in the veins.

Every step emphasizes her peerless elegance and undulating contour lines. The long skirt under the body is composed of pleated skirts, each pleat is a color, understated, elegant and noble, there is a kind of indescribable light and chic, graceful and colorful, but also seems that she is weak and can't help the wind, Chu Chu moving, I see the charm of pity.

The whole room is very large, as if it was prepared for this rainy night, even if the situation is not suitable for performing outside, but it is more than enough to perform a song and dance in this spacious hall.

As soon as she joined, the originally lively and lively wing room suddenly quieted down.

I saw that Yiren was sitting on the piano, adjusting the silk strings, and the dense rain in the garden outside the window could not disturb her at all.

The hall was silent, peaceful.

"Zheng Zheng ......"

Plucking the strings with his hands, a piano sounded in the silence, and the sound was so moving, without any false decorations, like a naturally beautiful beauty taking off her costume, becoming more and more beautiful and refined.

"The platform is full of chongyong, the gold and jade are waiting to ring the bell, the small hall has 3,000 households, and the avenue is ...... 12 green buildings" I don't know if it suddenly arouses my heart, or because of the parting feelings, or because of the thunderstorm outside the hall, every sound and every word is obviously spit out through her incense □, but there is a strange feeling that her singing voice seems to be transmitted directly from her deep heart. (To be continued......)

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