Ye Yinfeng wanted to ask the other party but didn't say much, and was hesitating how to ask. only to find that the fat Taoist priest showed a deep and clear smile.

The other party didn't say it, Ye Yinfeng didn't want to ask, he thought of the back that haunted his heart just now, and the girl who was dressed as viciously as viciously to him. It's a pity that the beauty has been lost, and if you find it again, you don't know when you will be able to meet again.

Although Ye Yinfeng is only fifteen years old and doesn't know much about the relationship between men and women, the lonely temperament revealed by that slender shadow has a few strange resonances with him, so he is so reluctant to that beautiful shadow, which has nothing to do with the love between men and women.

He took a few sips of the wine in disappointment, and found that the wine at this time felt so bitter and tasteless. It's just that what he doesn't know is that drinking depends on his mood, and no matter how bad the wine is, it is refreshing and sweet. He is not very good at drinking, and the sadness in his heart has not been completely shaken off, and it is still precipitated in the deepest part of his heart.

There is a saying that "the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful when the glass is raised".

Before he knew it, Ye Yinfeng had already poured a large pot of wine, and he only felt that the grief and anger in his heart seemed to rush straight to his brain like a volcanic eruption. He wanted to extinguish the flame, but he didn't feel like he had poured several more glasses, and then he felt that his brain was dizzy, and his eyelids felt like a thousand pounds of weight. 、

He just felt very tired, and he wanted to get a good night's sleep, even if he didn't wake up in this life, it was worth it. He only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel a daze in front of him, and he couldn't control his head anymore and lay on the table. Before he lost consciousness, he almost heard a panicked whisper from the fat Taoist priest, but he felt that he was too tired to care about anything, and fell asleep in a daze.

When Ye Yinfeng woke up and found himself lying on a couch, he shook his head, which was still a little painful, and sat up. I was in the guest room of an inn, and it was hazy outside the window, and it should have been night. Flickering candles lit all over the room, and opposite him was the fat Taoist priest Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao was also lying on a couch, he was sleeping soundly, and he was snoring slightly. Maybe he was still dreaming of some delicious food, and his mouth still made a "tsk" sound from time to time.

I didn't expect that I was drunk for the first time, and I slept for three or four hours as soon as I got drunk, and it seemed that I was helped into this inn by this fat Taoist priest and settled down.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly, and felt his mouth dry for a while, so he had to get out of bed and walk to the table, grab the teapot and pour it into his mouth. The pot of tea was almost gone, and it felt better.

Ye Yinfeng didn't feel any sleepiness after waking up, he walked to the window, pushed the window open and looked outside. Rows of houses in front of us were shrouded in the night.

At this time, the night was hazy, and the whole city was covered with a veil, which was particularly charming, like an immortal standing in a veil on the shore of the vast Poyang Lake.

At this time, a melodious flute suddenly came into Ye Yinfeng's ears, and the flute sound was very slight, strong and weak, long and short. But Ye Yinfeng can hear it clearly, and Ye Yinfeng is still very confident in the sensitivity of his voice. The sound of the flute attracted him like a spell, and he wanted to see it at the moment, and he wanted to see the person who played the flute.

In addition to Ye Yinfeng's curiosity, at the same time, he also heard an endless sense of loneliness in the sound of this flute, just like the back of his arrival in the restaurant.

The melodious flute sound was long and long, like a heavenly fairy sound, which had been lingering in Ye Yinfeng's heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little more curious and looking forward to it. And his heart is inexplicably nervous, and it is "pounding" and beating intensively. His heart was like a cat, and he couldn't resist the sound of the flute, so he decided to find out.

For the sake of safety, he still grabbed his bladeless longsword and walked softly to the window. He looked back at the sleeping Li Xiaoyao again, and seeing that he didn't look like he was going to wake up at the moment, he still decided not to wake him up. He jumped from the window, and with his feet a little above the windowsill, he stood on the roof as soon as he turned over.

The sound of the flute seemed to become more urgent, and Ye Yinfeng stood on the roof, standing against the wind. He discerned the general direction in which the flute had come, and took a few light jumps on the roof, and headed for the place where the flute sounded.

Ye Yinfeng leaped over the rows of rooftops, and the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and the continuous loud flute seemed to feel his footsteps in search of the sound.

Getting closer and closer to the person playing the flute, Ye Yinfeng obviously felt the specific location of the person playing the pipe. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and shoot towards the place where the flute sounded.

There is an elegant pavilion in the depths of the 19-curved covered bridge in front of it, which is above the surface of Poyang Lake. The gentle night breeze lifted the water of the lake, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.

There was a shadow standing in the small pavilion, Tsing Yi dancing in the wind, and the hair that fell like a waterfall flew in the wind. The shadow had its back to Ye Yinfeng, and the sound of the flute was coming from that shadow.

Ye Yinfeng stopped a foot behind the woman and quietly listened to the melodious flute.

The sound of the flute was long and long, with a touch of sadness, and gradually became soothing, corresponding to the ripples and ripples that rose with the waves, sometimes high like a dragon's chant, and sometimes quiet like a phoenix when the waves retreated.

The woman in green clothes with long hair fluttering, the flute sound like a fairy sound, and the smoke on the surface of the lake, all this is like a fairyland. Such a fairyland-like beauty, such a hazy fairy-like woman in Tsing Yi, made Ye Yinfeng feel a little ashamed of his inferiority complex. He couldn't bear to spoil the serenity of the scene, it was as if he were in a dream.

The surface of the lake like smoke, the hazy figure of the woman in Tsing Yi, the flute sound of a thousand ripples in the intestines,

All this is so wonderful, poetic and picturesque, inexplicably touching Ye Yinfeng's dry heart, all this, like a dream.

The melodious sound of the flute began to change its rhythm, and it roared like a dragon and rushed straight into the depths of the night. At this moment, the hustle and bustle of the world turned into a splendid tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, and this flute sound is a fresh and mysterious sound.

Slowly, the sound of the flute began to become slow, and a song of sadness became leisurely, like crying and complaining, like crying blood, Du Juan sang gracefully.

In the end, the flute disappeared, but Ye Yinfeng didn't notice when the flute stopped, he only felt that his ears were still haunting the sound of the flute like a fairy sound. He was completely intoxicated by the sound of the flute, as if he were fascinated, like a madman.

The woman turned around slowly, and a gorgeous fairy-like face appeared in front of him, and the moment of surprise was suddenly frozen in the depths of Ye Yinfeng's mind.

Ye Yinfeng finally saw the front of the woman, a peerless face was a pair of eyes like stars, those beautiful eyes revealed an elegant and noble temperament, like a small nose like Qiongyu under the tight cherry mouth.

The woman was about twenty-nine years old, dressed in green clothes, with several long cyan ribbons tied around her waist, fluttering with the wind like a fairy in the world. She was holding an emerald green flute in her jade hand.

The peerless woman was also looking at the blue-clothed young man holding the long sword, although the young man's eyes had some stupid gaze, but the gaze was clean and clear, without a little dirty variegation.

Ye Yinfeng came back to his senses, his face froze, and he solemnly looked at the peerless woman opposite. The woman was present in his heart like a god, so that he could not produce any blasphemy.

The peerless woman just looked at Ye Yinfeng quietly and didn't speak.

But Ye Yinfeng was completely attracted by the fairy-like woman in front of him, and he didn't understand why this woman with a peerless face had a lonely look.

The hazy night seemed to be thickening, and the smoke on the surface of the lake curled up, enveloping the small pavilion at the end of the nine-curved covered bridge. Two figures stood in this small pavilion, looking at each other, like a fairy-like peerless woman fluttering in green clothes, holding an emerald jade flute. Opposite her was a blue-shirted young man with a long sword in one hand, and his elegant posture was outstanding.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, time seemed to freeze into eternity, and this quiet encounter left an indelible memory in the hearts of these two people.

In the hazy smoke, the woman in green clothes had long hair fluttering, while the young man in blue shirt was full of energy.

Both of them have extraordinary temperaments between their siblings, and the woman is like a deep valley orchid, quiet and smart. The woman can only watch from afar, but there can be no blasphemy.

And this blue-shirted young man stood tense and proud like a green bamboo, his delicate face with a little childishness revealed a resolute temperament, and his whole body looked like a sharp peerless sword, which could break out of the sheath at any time and go straight to the sky.

This young man has a unique temperament that deeply attracts her, which is a restrained and elegant temperament, and at the same time has a sense of loneliness that is difficult to detect.

Both of them have the same lonely temperament, which makes the two have an invisible resonance.

Ye Yinfeng was a little sad and lonely because of the revenge of the family, but why did the peerless woman have a little lonely temperament?

"Boy Ye Yinfeng, I've seen this fairy sister." Ye Yinfeng still opened his mouth first, and he still had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, maybe because of his arrival that he disturbed the other party's flute playing Yaxing.

"Sister Fairy?" , the woman in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and then "fluttered",

Her scallop-like teeth are lightly exposed, a slight smile blooms on her peerless face, her clear eyes are full of a touch of warmth, and the slightly raised arc of the corners of her mouth is as perfect as a crescent moon.

This is the most beautiful smiling face Ye Yinfeng has ever seen, and he feels that any language in this world is a blasphemy against her.

That smile was like a spring breeze, sweeping away the haze that had been precipitated in Ye Yinfeng's heart for a long time,

With that smile, the curling smoke on the surface of the lake seemed to fade, and even they felt their shame dissipate one after another.

That smile is better than any smile and a hundred beautiful descriptions, and any smile is not enough to describe the woman in front of her.

This thing should only exist in the sky, and there is no trace of it in the world.

When Ye Yinfeng saw this shocking smile, he couldn't help but be stupid and drunk.

Seeing his demented appearance, the woman put away her smile, and the gentle voice of the shell tooth fan like the cry of the empty valley warbler spit out from her cherry mouth: "The little woman Nangong Xianchen has seen Ye Gongzi." ”

Ye Yinfeng felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, it turned out that the fairy-like beauty was called Nangong Xianchen. He recovered from his demented state of mind and was about to speak.

At this moment, a coquettish sound suddenly came to his ears.

"Bold thief, Hugh has to offend my young lady",

As soon as the voice reached Ye Yinfeng's ears, a petite figure shot out from the place of the nine-curved covered bridge, accompanied by several breaths of breaking the air and rushing towards him.

Ye Yinfeng's heart froze, his body shook slightly, and his feet kept moving when he stepped on the seven stars, and only then did he escape the fierce aura that rushed to his face.

He looked closely, but found that a girl in a pale cyan skirt was passing over him, protecting the girl behind him.

The girl's eyes were full of apricot eyes, and her face was as cold as frost, and she was staring at him fiercely. And the weapon in her hand is two ribbon-like flying silk, which can't stop flying in her hand.

"You thief still don't give up, you actually chased you here from that restaurant, see if your aunt and grandmother don't teach you a good lesson." The girl twisted her waist, shook the Fei Aya in her hand and rolled towards Ye Yinfeng's body.

is such a tricky and pungent little girl, but her martial arts realm is not below him, especially when she dances with Fei Aya in her hands, she always looks like a heavenly maiden. That Fei Aya slashed out a sharp aura in the air, only to sweep towards Ye Yinfeng's whole body.

For a kind of soft weapon, Ye Yinfeng has never encountered such a strange weapon except for the soft whip of the Shura boy.

He kept stepping on the seven-star footwork under his feet, and he avoided it dangerously and dangerously. If Li Xiaoyao hadn't taught him the "Seven Stars Chasing the Moon Footwork", he would have been in a hurry to avoid the girl's attack on Fei Aya.

Ye Yinfeng could only blindly dodge the attack of the girl and the maid but couldn't fight back, at this time it had already caused a big misunderstanding, and once he fought back, it would definitely cause an even greater misunderstanding. But fortunately, there was no danger for him to perform the seven-star footwork for a while.

(The heroine finally appeared after a long time, I hope everyone will give more recommendation votes.) ）