What Song Yan didn't expect is that Murong Shuixiu arrived again and chatted with him for an hour before leaving.

"Is this a show of beauty?" Once again sending away Murong Shui-xiu, Song Yan shook his head secretly.

At noon, the inner canteen.

Compared to the outer door canteen, the inner door canteen is richer and more nutritious.

"Are you Huang Liang?"

There was an extra person at the dining table, Song Ye looked up, and found that a young man with a thin body and dark skin was looking at him with a hostile look.

"Who are you?"

If the other party is not good, Song Ye will not be polite with the other party.

The face was cold, threateningly said, "Give you a piece of advice, it is better to stay away from Sister Murong, she is not something that Toad like you can provoke!"

"moron."

Song Yan was speechless, too lazy to talk nonsense with the other side, and buried himself in the monster meat on the plate.

"What did you say?" The other person's eyes suddenly stared round, seemingly unable to believe that Song Kun dared to scold him.

"Stupid, don't stand here to affect my appetite, it's better to roll away as far as possible!" Song Yong scolded again, and he has always shown no favor for such pretentious people.

"Dare you scold me?"

Song Yan pouted his lips: "How strange, am I just scolding a dog, or is there something wrong with your IQ and can't understand you?"

"You're looking for death!" Takakura flashed murderous eyes.

"Hands on, there is a kind of hands-on here, if you don't, you are my grandson!" Song Yan looked at each other with amusement.

It is clearly stated in the commandment book that disciples must not use force in public places, and if they use force, they will be punished by the sectarians.

"Okay, Huang Liang, you're fine!" Takakura almost bit his own teeth before restraining himself and didn't do anything to Song Yan.

Takakura shook his hands away, but it caused discussions in the cafeteria.

It is said that Song Yan was too arrogant, and he dared to go against the old-time inner disciples as soon as he entered the door.

Others say he doesn't know the sky is thick.

Others have said that he must be in trouble.

After having lunch, Song Yan walked leisurely towards his courtyard, but an insider disciple sent a challenge book.

The challenger was the black-faced boy Takakura who threatened him in the cafeteria.

Song Zheng just glanced at him, and arbitrarily crumpled the challenge books into a nearby trash can.

Although Takakura possessed the eighth practice of refining gas, he really couldn't excite him in fighting, not to mention the fact that the inside door was the next day, and he didn't care about the two goods.

"Brother Huang, what do you mean?" The inner disciple who sent the letter saw this scene, and couldn't help exasperated.

"Don't you see, I'm not interested in this challenge!" Song Yan said with disapproval.

"Are you afraid?" The disciple seemed to think of something, and scorned: "Are you worried that you will not be able to accept the challenge if you lose to Brother Gao?"

"Do you have a relationship with half a copper plate?" Song Yan said silently.

"You ... you coward, have no courage to connect to the challenge!"

"none of your business!"

Song Yan said angrily and left, striding away, too lazy to pay attention to this same inner disciple.

But in the evening, Song Yong's name spread among his disciples, not prestige, but counsel.

With the deliberate propaganda of some people, his behavior that he did not dare to confront has become synonymous with timidity.

When Song Ye went to the cafeteria for dinner, he found that there were many more people pointing around him.

Song Yan, who had collected these words in his ears, was not angry. Instead, he felt that these inner disciples were probably so busy with their eggs that they were so interested in this big gossip.

Suddenly, Song Ye had an urge to create several entertainment projects.

To be honest, the world's entertainment is extremely scarce. There is no chess, no go, no poker, no songs, no dance.

The biggest entertainment project is martial arts.

Once you have an idea, you have to put it once. So, after eating dinner in a hurry, Song Ye returned to his yard and instructed Xiaowu and Xiaohu to prepare something.

Two hours later, Song Yan made a pair of poker, a chess set, a go game, a guitar, and a guqin.

Just then the knock sounded.

Xiao Wu went to open the door and welcomed Murong Shuixiu in.

"Brother Huang, I heard about you and Gao Cang, I'm sorry, I caused you trouble!" Murong Shuixiu said apologetically, but deep in his eyes with a bit of pride.

Song Yan waved his hands in disapproval: "Anyway, I didn't take this to heart!"

"but……!"

Song Kun interrupted Murong Shuixiu's words, then went to sit in front of Guqin, smiled and said, "Sister Murong, you came just right. I just made a Guqin, I will play a song for you."

"What is Guqin?" Murong Shuixiu said with some confusion.

"A musical instrument!"

"Is there a musical instrument like Guqin in this world?" Murong Shui-xiu was even more puzzled. The instruments she knew were war drums and chimes.

"It wasn't before, it's now!" Song Zheng had read a lot of books in the Tibetan Pavilion, and naturally knew that there was a shortage of musical instruments in the world, and with a chuckle, his finger struck the strings.

Although Song Qian had not acquired the skills of Guqin, he had learned it in the world of Da Qin.

As Song Yong flicked his fingers quickly, a series of beautiful piano sounds floated out. As soon as he heard this piano sound, Murong Shuixiu froze in place.

Just then, Song Kun began to sing:

Laugh at the sea

Surging tide

As soon as Song Kun opened her mouth, Murong Shuixiu felt an imposing rush on her face, shaking her atrium, and at the same time, she felt like a current flowing through her, and there was a layer of goose bumps. How could there be such a nice singing voice in the world.

Rise and Fall Follow Only the Current

Sky laugh

One after another

Who knows who wins

…………

In the end, Song Yan ended with a "la la la" sound, and looked up to Murong Shuixiu even immersed in the singing voice just before.

After a long while, Murong Shuixiu walked to Song Yan excitedly and caught his hand: "Brother Huang, can you play and sing again? I want to listen!"

"Beauty can't refuse!"

Song Yan smiled softly, then struck the strings again.

But what Song Yan did not expect, Murong Shuixiu actually begged him to play it six times before he stopped.

Murong Shui ’s eyes are dimly flooded: “Brother Huang, you are just a genius, and you can create such a nice singing voice, right, and the sound of this ancient harp is also very good!”

Song Yi was quite proud: "Is that so I will play" Ambush on Ten Faces "for Sister Murong again."

After hearing that, Murong Shuixiu's eyes brightened: "Okay, hurry up!"

Unlike the bold and heroic laughter of Canghai, this ten ambush this song is full of killing. It was originally played by the pipa. It seems that the whole world is shrouded in murder.

When I heard this sound, Murong Shuixiu felt only a tight breath, but then closed her eyes and listened carefully, her face was full of intoxication.

Just then, an insider disciple passed by the courtyard of Song Yun, heard the sound of the piano in the courtyard, and subconsciously walked ...

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