“…… That, where's your good old cardamom girl? Why didn't you see a shadow? Xuan Zhendao raised his silver eyebrows, then squeezed his eyes obscenely and crooked the corners of his mouth. Ximen Dongliang glanced at the somewhat reluctant Pity Xing, and finally came back to his senses.

Simon Dongliang let out a long sigh. He raised the wine cup and dried it three times in a row, his eyes were sad and deep, his expression was heavy and sad, and then slowly, with a gentleness that he had never felt before. She went back to her hometown and left quietly. When he left, he only left a farewell letter, alas......"

Duan Shaojun looked at Ximen Dongliang with a dull expression, not that Ximen Dongliang was not sad enough, but too sad, which made Duan Shaojun deeply feel a thick hypocrisy.

Ximen Dongliang used a deep tone to tell the lingering and troubled love story between him and Cardamom Niang, and the four women present could hear tears ripple in their eyes. The problem is that the four men are prostituted, cough, and the men's expressions are all different.

Xuan Zhen Dao looked like a matter of course, hypocritically wiped the tears of the girl next to him, patted his shoulder to comfort him, and happily ate the girl's small tofu without realizing it. And Hu Xiaoniang's face is strange, it seems that this guy must know that the bad things between Ximen Dongliang and Cardamom Niang will definitely not be as affectionate as Ximen Dongliang said.

And Duan Shaojun's expression was extremely strange, and he couldn't sit still. Not for anything else, just because such rough people as Ximen Dongliang actually call themselves the sons of the turbid world, and what kind of literary talents are earth-shattering. If it weren't for the torture of Xu Qianxun's affectionate knife in the past few days, maybe Duan Shaojun would not be able to control it and laugh wildly on the spot.

The girl next to her thought that Duan Shaojun was unwell, and deliberately flattered and asked questions, but finally diverted her attention, so she didn't laugh on the spot.

However, although Ximen Dongliang's methods are too fake, after the story polished by Xuanzhen Daochang, Ximen Dongliang still gained a lot of sympathy points in the eyes of the Pixing girl, and even the Pitian Xing girl took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and comfort this righteous gentleman who was about to be torn to pieces because of love.

Seeing that Hu Xiaoniang was envious and jealous, looking at the smug Xuanzhen Daoist's eyes became hotter and hotter, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, maybe this product would have rushed over and hugged Xuanzhen Daoist's thigh to ask for apprenticeship.

At that time, the number of the shame of the True Martial Mountain will change from multiplying by two to the cubic of the Shame of the True Martial Mountain. While eating and drinking, bragging and farting, while enjoying the song and dance performance on the stage.

Let Duan Shaojun have the feeling of coming to the KTV masquerade ball of the 21st century. And Xuanzhen Dao Chang, Ximen Dongliang and Hu Xiaoniang dismantled and ridiculed each other in order to show their advantages in front of the girl, which reminded Duan Shaojun of those fox friends and dog friends in the past, but unfortunately, they never saw each other in this life.

I don't know if those guys will cry bitterly in front of their well-dressed graves, or touch the tombstone, and tell themselves solemnly that they will definitely inherit their legacy and soak two more girls for themselves.

"These bastards ......" Duan Shaojun, who was laughing and scolding in his heart, picked up the wine cup and drank it all, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve by the way.

In a corner of the stage that Duan Shaojun didn't notice, Su Su, who was waiting to come on the stage, completely recorded this scene in his eyes and in his heart. Seeing Duan Shaojun looking at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes were full of tears, and the sadness on his face was so intense that Su Su almost couldn't help it, and wanted to come out and take him in his arms to comfort him.

In front of people, he is so sunny, with a bright smile, even a little bad, and sometimes even a little annoying, but he can make people feel Mo Ming's peace of mind, as if any kind of difficulty is just a chicken and a dog in his eyes.

However, he didn't expect that he would also be sad, even with tears in his eyes, and now, he, who seemed to be extremely far away, became real.

Su Su bit her lip and hid in the shadows, her eyes reflecting the stars and the moon, and Duan Shaojun's handsome and sad face.

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Although there is not much new in the show, the problem is that there are so many beautiful women on the stage, and these guests present are naturally cheering hard, and naturally no one jumps out to accuse these entertainers of being unprofessional and unprofessional.

You can also enjoy a song and dance performance here, in this era of no nightlife, it is already a luxury to have a show to enjoy, there is no need to be too provocative, anyway, Duan Shaojun also applauded and cheered with everyone.

And today, Su Su is still the last to appear, today, she did not play with a sword, but a slender red dress, flying in the field, as long as red water sleeves, rippling, swirling, intoxicating, full of the warmest applause and whistles. However, Su Suwu, who has never been unrelenting, returned to the backstage by himself after saluting the surroundings.

"I can't imagine that this girl not only has a first-class sword dance, but also a long-sleeved whirling dance, which is also the best choice, I'm afraid that she is the leader of Jiangnan, she shouldn't have much of a problem." Xuan Zhendao's long eyebrows fluttered and stroked his long beard.

"That's natural, Su Su's sister's sword dance is definitely a must in Jiangnan. I have also seen sword dances in Suzhou and Hangzhou, those women, dancing softly with swords, and flying with charming eyes, how can they have the spirit of dancing swords for half a day. Hu Xiaoniang also shook her head with a look of nostalgia.

"Those women don't mean to dance the sword, not ...... sword," Xuan Zhen Dao said with a lewd expression on his face.

"What's that?" Simon Dongliang asked with a wide eye, a buzzing voice.

"Not in the sword, but ...... the gun" Xuan Zhen shook his silver eyebrows and said something that made the people present laugh. Although the four girls were all Qinglou women, they couldn't resist the words of this old prostitute, and they were ashamed and annoyed.

At this time, Qing'er walked over with a cheerful face. "Duan Gongzi, I also came to see my young lady's performance today."

Duan Shaojun opened his mouth, and finally nodded and said yes with a smile, although he was dragged by those two lewd sticks, since he came, Qing'er could think so, so naturally there was no need for him to deny it.

"That's really the case...... Qing'er smiled proudly, as if applauding her ingenuity, and then lowered her voice and whispered in Duan Shaojun's ear. My young lady came over with Qing'er and asked my son if he had time, he could go over with Qing'er. ”

The girl next to Duan Shaojun was very interested and let go to the side, while Ximen Dongliang and Hu Xiaoniang looked at Qing'er and Duan Shaojun with suspicious eyes. Seeing that Duan Shaojun's heart was on fire, he ignored these two crooked lewd sticks, and after saying hello, he walked straight inside with Qing'er.

"Is your young lady okay?" I just watched Miss Su Su's sword dance, maybe because of the stage, I felt more atmospheric and domineering, but I couldn't see any clues from Su Su's customary cold and pretty face. However, thinking of the experience that had happened in the past two days, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but ask.

"It's good, Duan Gongzi, you don't know, my young lady has hardly laughed over the years, but from yesterday to today, she has laughed three times." Qing'er raised three fingers and said with an exaggerated expression.

Duan Shaojun grinned, what is it to laugh three times, there are a lot of strange things around him, it is strange that he is not happy twenty or thirty times a day, whether it is the Ximen brothers and sisters, or the Xuanzhen Daoist, or the little white-faced Xu Dagongzi, as well as his own master and brothers, he often makes himself cry and laugh.

Not...... It seems that he is good at discovering all kinds of jokes. Explain that he has the talent of an artist, but unfortunately there is no laptop in this era, otherwise he can record all the jokes he encounters, and maybe it is another famous Tang Dynasty version of Xiaolin Guangji.

came to the back flower courtyard, however, Qing'er did not lead herself directly to the small building where Miss Su Su was, but continued to walk inside. After walking a short distance, I saw a pond covering an area of about two or three hundred square meters, and several pavilions next to the pond were lit up.

There were also two or three pavilions that were still empty, and Qing'er took Duan Shaojun to walk dozens of steps along the edge of the pond and came to the pavilion located on the top of a small hill at the edge of the pond. There was candlelight inside, and there was wine and food on the desk, but there was no one.

"Duan Gongzi, sit down for a while, Miss will go wash and change clothes, and I'll come over in a while." Qing'er stepped into the pavilion and motioned for Duan Shaojun to sit on the mat that had been prepared a long time ago