Lan Lingyu looked at Murong Xiu's figure and walked away. Her heart was like a mess. She didn't know what to do for a moment. When she glanced at her fingertips on the table, her disgust for Murong Xiu was slightly reduced. She thought to herself: He is not a vicious person. When she thought of his previous atrocities against him, she felt confused. She sighed and found a small box in the room, put the fingertips in it, and wiped the blood on the table so that others could not see it.
After sorting it out, Lan Lingyu picked up the small box and didn't know what to do. The proud expression of Murong Xiu's bullying him suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted: Why should you pay attention to such a villain? He threw the small box into the corner of the wall. With a snap, the lid of the box was opened, the broken finger jumped out, and a lot of residual blood was sprinkled on the corner.
Lan Lingyu looked at it in a daze, sighed again, walked over, squatted down, put his broken finger in the box again, slowly clearing the blood, and thought to himself: Do I forgive him if he broke a finger? He thought: This person's character is so hateful, why should he ask others to forgive him? But he broke his own finger
After this change, she felt very tired. She avoided Murong Xiu's affairs and lay on the bed. After a while, she fell asleep in a daze. In her sleep, she seemed to see Murong Xiu's outline floating in front of her eyes.
While half asleep and half awake, suddenly, I heard a few knocks on the door. Lan Lingyu hurriedly stood up and replied: Who is it?
The man outside said: Third sister, it's me! Lan Lingyu heard that it was Yang Xiaojuan, and felt a little embarrassed and whispered: Come in
Yang Xiaojuan opened the door and entered the room with a look of embarrassment on her face. She closed the door and said: Third sister, just now... just now... you, you and that big mu
Rong... Lan Lingyu was very nervous and hurriedly said: Fourth sister, don’t talk to others. Yang Xiaojuan said: I won’t talk nonsense, just... Third sister, you... when did you start to talk to him... I... I don’t know...
Lan Lingyu paused and sighed: Oh, fourth sister, things are not what you thought. Yang Xiaojuan opened her eyes wide and said strangely: What's that? Lan Lingyu was ashamed to speak, so she had to say: Don't ask the fourth sister, let me calm down for a while, you must not talk to others. The eldest sister and the second sister are even worse, otherwise I... I... I'm really shameless to see people
Seeing that her expression was different from usual, Yang Xiaojuan didn't ask more questions, and said immediately: I know, third sister, don't worry. She paused and whispered: Since third sister, you said that... third sister, I'm leaving.
Lan Lingyu nodded weakly and Yang Xiaojuan didn't say much, and quickly walked out of the room. Lan Lingyu sat alone on the edge of the bed, and sighed unconsciously.
In the evening of that day, everyone found that Murong Xiu had lost his shadow. Lan Lingyu knew the hidden truth, but how could he tell it?
Yang Xiaojuan didn't understand the matter and agreed to Lan Lingyu again. She didn't say anything about Xiao Murong, but she felt very surprised and said to herself: It's okay if someone else sees his elder brother elusive, but he should tell me that he will leave without a sound?
She was confused, but she could not have thought that it was related to Lan Lingyu. Since her brother was not here and there was nothing to do at night, Xiao Murong went to Wenyuan's room and saw Wenyuan, Ziyuan and Huaxuan in the room. Wenyuan was putting the qinqin zither into the zither bag. Huaxuan was very happy to see Xiao Murong coming, and shouted: Sister Murong, you are here just right! Come, let's go together. Little Murong blinked and said: Go? Go there? Huaxuan said: Senior Brother Wen is about to go out to practice martial arts, Sister Ziyuan is also going together. Of course I will go too, Sister Murong, you will go too, right?
Wen Yuan smiled and said: Junior sister, you don’t listen to me playing the piano, wouldn’t it be boring when you come? Hua Xuan pouted slightly and said: Who said I don’t listen? I just can’t understand it very much? Xiao Murong smiled and said: I can’t understand it very much.
Do you want to use this piano to practice again? Then don’t you have to deliberately run outside. Can’t you also play the piano in the room?
Wen Yuan said: The room is not spacious enough. I have to practice external skills, but I can use it more easily outside.
When Xiao Murong saw Ziyuan holding a pipa, she smiled and said: Sister Ziyuan, is there any mystery in this pipa?
Ziyuan smiled and said: It's just a pipa
Wen Yuan tied a long sword and looked at the three girls. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying: It's just to practice martial arts, you don't have to follow them all? Xiao Murong smiled and said: What's wrong with it? It won't get in the way. Wen Yuan smiled and said: Let's go!
The Four of them left the Women's Village and walked slowly down the mountain to the sunset. The sunset was slanted in the sky. The four of them watched the scenery in the mountains along the way, which was very pleasant. There were several guards set up by the Women's Village on the mountain. When the women left behind saw the four, they opened the fences one by one to give way.
Wen Yuan sat upright with his piano and began to play the music one by one after another. He thought to himself: To defeat Huang Zhonggui, internal skills are unmatched, but to win martial arts tricks, it is feasible to find another way. If you want to find a different approach, you must first understand the relationship between the seven-stringed zither and martial arts. While playing the piano with ten fingers, you can also concentrate on thinking about the various ways of integrating the sound of the piano and martial arts.
Ziyuan played the pipa, and the tone was gentle, echoing Wenyuan's piano music with each other. Wenyuan devoted himself to understanding martial arts, and was distracted by the changes in musical rhythms. The reason why Ziyuan followed was mainly to help him understand the music and progress faster. But he listened to the music circling on the grassland, and he could not tell who was the piano, which was the pipa, Huaxuan and Xiao Murong, although he did not understand the musical rhyme, he was also refreshed and happy.
After playing a song called "Wen Wang Cao", Wen Yuan played the Drunken Weng Song again. After playing the song "Zi Yuan's pipa" was also played in a slight manner. After playing the song "Bajiyou", Wen Yuan immediately thought of Ren Jianqing and thought to himself: I met Brother Ren that day, and he gave me this song "Bajiyou", but I don't know where he is now?
As soon as the mind changed, the strings of the piano sounded, Wen Yuan suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves, and practiced the music he had played before in martial arts. It seemed to have tricks, but it seemed to have no tricks, and it continued, and it was like flowing water.
After a while in the Women's Village, Wen Yuan often deduces the tricks of transforming piano music into martial arts, and has already mastered it. Now he tries to use the Bajiyou technique in the palm technique. The true energy flows smoothly, the palm path is crisscrossing, without any bonds, and the moves are neat. The palm wind blows the grass in the high grass in the plain, with a broad momentum, expressing the meaning of Bajiyou to the fullest.
Just as he was fully committed, Xiao Murong suddenly drew his sword in his hand, and his figure floated, and the short sword suddenly stabbed Wen Yuan.
Hua Xuan was startled and couldn't help but scream: Sister Murong, what are you doing?
Wen Yuan reacted quickly. Although Xiao Murong's sword was suddenly seen, his footwork changed and he turned to the left slightly, and he still easily avoided Xiao Murong's Nishang Feather-Yiyi Sword. He stood behind and stood three swords one after another, like snow falling in the wind. He attacked Wen Yuan in an extremely fantastic direction to open the secret of Fengxing, his body flew, and all flashed by.
Little Murong smiled slightly and shouted to Huaxuan: Girl, why don’t you come to help? Huaxuan then realized that. Little Murong just played a few moves with Wenyuan to help him practice martial arts. He immediately shook out the long whip and shouted: Senior Brother Wen, be careful! Wenyuan smiled and said: Please show mercy to your junior sister first.
Ziyuan put down the pipa and watched Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong both bear the best martial arts skills. Wen Yuan was the attack of Fengsuo in the world and the Nishang Feather-Yiyi Sword. It should have been difficult to deal with, but at this time his martial arts attainments had improved greatly. Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong could not really fight him to death. After more than ten moves, Hua Xuan was taken away by Wen Yuan first.
Little Murong smiled and said: "You're the girl of the Hua family, you're too clear about it?" Hua Xuan's face turned red and said: I can't beat Senior Brother Wen at first. While speaking, Little Murong's heart was slightly different. Wen Yuan's right palm was pressed on Little Murong's vest and said: Do you still hit? Little Murong stretched out his tongue and said: I won't beat you! I can't beat you even if I hit you."
Ziyuan said: Isn’t Mr. Xiang’s martial arts very powerful? If he fights with Mr. Wen, it will be much more beneficial. Hua Xuan said: It’s Ah, I look at my senior brother in the village these days. I’m idle. I’m idle. Wen Yuan smiled and said: I can’t beat my senior brother, so I can really practice it.
At that time, there was only the setting sun on the hill, and it was about to night. Three or five riders in the countryside rode their horses and rode their horses and took their swords back into the sheath. Suddenly, "Brother, don't you know where to go now?" If he was there, you can practice sword skills with you.
Wen Yuan said: The crisis in the Women's Village has been eliminated. Brother Murong didn't want to stay for a long time, so he left by himself. Little Murong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: You don't know my elder brother anymore. There are so many good girls in the Women's Village, but my elder brother is reluctant to leave.
When Hua Xuan heard this, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes looked straight at Wen Yuan and was stunned and said: Junior sister, what's wrong? Hua Xuan nodded, and didn't say anything. Zi Yuan seemed to guess Hua Xuan. She thought, pursed her lips and said: Mr. Wen, Sister Xuan is worried about you. Wen Yuan Qi said: Am I good? Zi Yuan smiled and said: She is afraid that you will fall in love with the girl from Jinguozhuang.
Little Murong slapped his palms and shouted: Yes, yes, your injury should be almost healed, right? Why are you still staying in the Women's Village and not leaving? What's the purpose? Why don't you tell me quickly? Wen Yuan was amused and crying, and said: For no reason, why did you suspect me again? Little Murong smiled and said: Isn't it because of your bad behavior?
Hua Xuan, who was standing by, felt embarrassed and said: I think Senior Brother Wen doesn't know what he can do
The four of them were joking, and several horse riders from afar had approached and came to the front of a servant, who looked like a servant, stopped the reins, turned over and bowed to Wenyuan, and said: Is this Mr. Wen?
Wen Yuan was surprised to see the visitor knowing him, so he immediately bowed and said, "Wen Yuan, I don't know what it is worth to do?" The man had not answered yet, and a young man had already come down and said, "Is he Junior Brother Wen, the disciple of Master Hua? These people must be Junior Sister Hua, Miss Ziyuan, and Miss Murong. Fortunately, I will be lucky.
This young man was about twenty or thirty years old, with handsome eyebrows and a heroic spirit in his eyebrows. He carried a long sword on his back. He was so handsome that he heard him say "Uncle Hua" and was shocked: This person called Master and Uncle, and he knew that we were disciples of Long Yuqing? He said now: Are you a disciple of Long Zhuang Sect?
The young man said: Master Long rebelled against his master's sect and had nothing to do with this sect. Junior Brother Wen doesn't have to doubt it. In Xia Han Xi, his father ranks second in the sect. His name is Xu Xia Qing.
After sorting it out, Lan Lingyu picked up the small box and didn't know what to do. The proud expression of Murong Xiu's bullying him suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted: Why should you pay attention to such a villain? He threw the small box into the corner of the wall. With a snap, the lid of the box was opened, the broken finger jumped out, and a lot of residual blood was sprinkled on the corner.
Lan Lingyu looked at it in a daze, sighed again, walked over, squatted down, put his broken finger in the box again, slowly clearing the blood, and thought to himself: Do I forgive him if he broke a finger? He thought: This person's character is so hateful, why should he ask others to forgive him? But he broke his own finger
After this change, she felt very tired. She avoided Murong Xiu's affairs and lay on the bed. After a while, she fell asleep in a daze. In her sleep, she seemed to see Murong Xiu's outline floating in front of her eyes.
While half asleep and half awake, suddenly, I heard a few knocks on the door. Lan Lingyu hurriedly stood up and replied: Who is it?
The man outside said: Third sister, it's me! Lan Lingyu heard that it was Yang Xiaojuan, and felt a little embarrassed and whispered: Come in
Yang Xiaojuan opened the door and entered the room with a look of embarrassment on her face. She closed the door and said: Third sister, just now... just now... you, you and that big mu
Rong... Lan Lingyu was very nervous and hurriedly said: Fourth sister, don’t talk to others. Yang Xiaojuan said: I won’t talk nonsense, just... Third sister, you... when did you start to talk to him... I... I don’t know...
Lan Lingyu paused and sighed: Oh, fourth sister, things are not what you thought. Yang Xiaojuan opened her eyes wide and said strangely: What's that? Lan Lingyu was ashamed to speak, so she had to say: Don't ask the fourth sister, let me calm down for a while, you must not talk to others. The eldest sister and the second sister are even worse, otherwise I... I... I'm really shameless to see people
Seeing that her expression was different from usual, Yang Xiaojuan didn't ask more questions, and said immediately: I know, third sister, don't worry. She paused and whispered: Since third sister, you said that... third sister, I'm leaving.
Lan Lingyu nodded weakly and Yang Xiaojuan didn't say much, and quickly walked out of the room. Lan Lingyu sat alone on the edge of the bed, and sighed unconsciously.
In the evening of that day, everyone found that Murong Xiu had lost his shadow. Lan Lingyu knew the hidden truth, but how could he tell it?
Yang Xiaojuan didn't understand the matter and agreed to Lan Lingyu again. She didn't say anything about Xiao Murong, but she felt very surprised and said to herself: It's okay if someone else sees his elder brother elusive, but he should tell me that he will leave without a sound?
She was confused, but she could not have thought that it was related to Lan Lingyu. Since her brother was not here and there was nothing to do at night, Xiao Murong went to Wenyuan's room and saw Wenyuan, Ziyuan and Huaxuan in the room. Wenyuan was putting the qinqin zither into the zither bag. Huaxuan was very happy to see Xiao Murong coming, and shouted: Sister Murong, you are here just right! Come, let's go together. Little Murong blinked and said: Go? Go there? Huaxuan said: Senior Brother Wen is about to go out to practice martial arts, Sister Ziyuan is also going together. Of course I will go too, Sister Murong, you will go too, right?
Wen Yuan smiled and said: Junior sister, you don’t listen to me playing the piano, wouldn’t it be boring when you come? Hua Xuan pouted slightly and said: Who said I don’t listen? I just can’t understand it very much? Xiao Murong smiled and said: I can’t understand it very much.
Do you want to use this piano to practice again? Then don’t you have to deliberately run outside. Can’t you also play the piano in the room?
Wen Yuan said: The room is not spacious enough. I have to practice external skills, but I can use it more easily outside.
When Xiao Murong saw Ziyuan holding a pipa, she smiled and said: Sister Ziyuan, is there any mystery in this pipa?
Ziyuan smiled and said: It's just a pipa
Wen Yuan tied a long sword and looked at the three girls. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying: It's just to practice martial arts, you don't have to follow them all? Xiao Murong smiled and said: What's wrong with it? It won't get in the way. Wen Yuan smiled and said: Let's go!
The Four of them left the Women's Village and walked slowly down the mountain to the sunset. The sunset was slanted in the sky. The four of them watched the scenery in the mountains along the way, which was very pleasant. There were several guards set up by the Women's Village on the mountain. When the women left behind saw the four, they opened the fences one by one to give way.
Wen Yuan sat upright with his piano and began to play the music one by one after another. He thought to himself: To defeat Huang Zhonggui, internal skills are unmatched, but to win martial arts tricks, it is feasible to find another way. If you want to find a different approach, you must first understand the relationship between the seven-stringed zither and martial arts. While playing the piano with ten fingers, you can also concentrate on thinking about the various ways of integrating the sound of the piano and martial arts.
Ziyuan played the pipa, and the tone was gentle, echoing Wenyuan's piano music with each other. Wenyuan devoted himself to understanding martial arts, and was distracted by the changes in musical rhythms. The reason why Ziyuan followed was mainly to help him understand the music and progress faster. But he listened to the music circling on the grassland, and he could not tell who was the piano, which was the pipa, Huaxuan and Xiao Murong, although he did not understand the musical rhyme, he was also refreshed and happy.
After playing a song called "Wen Wang Cao", Wen Yuan played the Drunken Weng Song again. After playing the song "Zi Yuan's pipa" was also played in a slight manner. After playing the song "Bajiyou", Wen Yuan immediately thought of Ren Jianqing and thought to himself: I met Brother Ren that day, and he gave me this song "Bajiyou", but I don't know where he is now?
As soon as the mind changed, the strings of the piano sounded, Wen Yuan suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves, and practiced the music he had played before in martial arts. It seemed to have tricks, but it seemed to have no tricks, and it continued, and it was like flowing water.
After a while in the Women's Village, Wen Yuan often deduces the tricks of transforming piano music into martial arts, and has already mastered it. Now he tries to use the Bajiyou technique in the palm technique. The true energy flows smoothly, the palm path is crisscrossing, without any bonds, and the moves are neat. The palm wind blows the grass in the high grass in the plain, with a broad momentum, expressing the meaning of Bajiyou to the fullest.
Just as he was fully committed, Xiao Murong suddenly drew his sword in his hand, and his figure floated, and the short sword suddenly stabbed Wen Yuan.
Hua Xuan was startled and couldn't help but scream: Sister Murong, what are you doing?
Wen Yuan reacted quickly. Although Xiao Murong's sword was suddenly seen, his footwork changed and he turned to the left slightly, and he still easily avoided Xiao Murong's Nishang Feather-Yiyi Sword. He stood behind and stood three swords one after another, like snow falling in the wind. He attacked Wen Yuan in an extremely fantastic direction to open the secret of Fengxing, his body flew, and all flashed by.
Little Murong smiled slightly and shouted to Huaxuan: Girl, why don’t you come to help? Huaxuan then realized that. Little Murong just played a few moves with Wenyuan to help him practice martial arts. He immediately shook out the long whip and shouted: Senior Brother Wen, be careful! Wenyuan smiled and said: Please show mercy to your junior sister first.
Ziyuan put down the pipa and watched Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong both bear the best martial arts skills. Wen Yuan was the attack of Fengsuo in the world and the Nishang Feather-Yiyi Sword. It should have been difficult to deal with, but at this time his martial arts attainments had improved greatly. Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong could not really fight him to death. After more than ten moves, Hua Xuan was taken away by Wen Yuan first.
Little Murong smiled and said: "You're the girl of the Hua family, you're too clear about it?" Hua Xuan's face turned red and said: I can't beat Senior Brother Wen at first. While speaking, Little Murong's heart was slightly different. Wen Yuan's right palm was pressed on Little Murong's vest and said: Do you still hit? Little Murong stretched out his tongue and said: I won't beat you! I can't beat you even if I hit you."
Ziyuan said: Isn’t Mr. Xiang’s martial arts very powerful? If he fights with Mr. Wen, it will be much more beneficial. Hua Xuan said: It’s Ah, I look at my senior brother in the village these days. I’m idle. I’m idle. Wen Yuan smiled and said: I can’t beat my senior brother, so I can really practice it.
At that time, there was only the setting sun on the hill, and it was about to night. Three or five riders in the countryside rode their horses and rode their horses and took their swords back into the sheath. Suddenly, "Brother, don't you know where to go now?" If he was there, you can practice sword skills with you.
Wen Yuan said: The crisis in the Women's Village has been eliminated. Brother Murong didn't want to stay for a long time, so he left by himself. Little Murong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: You don't know my elder brother anymore. There are so many good girls in the Women's Village, but my elder brother is reluctant to leave.
When Hua Xuan heard this, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes looked straight at Wen Yuan and was stunned and said: Junior sister, what's wrong? Hua Xuan nodded, and didn't say anything. Zi Yuan seemed to guess Hua Xuan. She thought, pursed her lips and said: Mr. Wen, Sister Xuan is worried about you. Wen Yuan Qi said: Am I good? Zi Yuan smiled and said: She is afraid that you will fall in love with the girl from Jinguozhuang.
Little Murong slapped his palms and shouted: Yes, yes, your injury should be almost healed, right? Why are you still staying in the Women's Village and not leaving? What's the purpose? Why don't you tell me quickly? Wen Yuan was amused and crying, and said: For no reason, why did you suspect me again? Little Murong smiled and said: Isn't it because of your bad behavior?
Hua Xuan, who was standing by, felt embarrassed and said: I think Senior Brother Wen doesn't know what he can do
The four of them were joking, and several horse riders from afar had approached and came to the front of a servant, who looked like a servant, stopped the reins, turned over and bowed to Wenyuan, and said: Is this Mr. Wen?
Wen Yuan was surprised to see the visitor knowing him, so he immediately bowed and said, "Wen Yuan, I don't know what it is worth to do?" The man had not answered yet, and a young man had already come down and said, "Is he Junior Brother Wen, the disciple of Master Hua? These people must be Junior Sister Hua, Miss Ziyuan, and Miss Murong. Fortunately, I will be lucky.
This young man was about twenty or thirty years old, with handsome eyebrows and a heroic spirit in his eyebrows. He carried a long sword on his back. He was so handsome that he heard him say "Uncle Hua" and was shocked: This person called Master and Uncle, and he knew that we were disciples of Long Yuqing? He said now: Are you a disciple of Long Zhuang Sect?
The young man said: Master Long rebelled against his master's sect and had nothing to do with this sect. Junior Brother Wen doesn't have to doubt it. In Xia Han Xi, his father ranks second in the sect. His name is Xu Xia Qing.
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