Chapter 527: Fighting for the Wind

Li Muchan has also seen many beauties, such as senior sister Wen Yinyue, Mei Ruolan, Gong Qingyun, Xiaoyuan, as well as Su Yunyun of Yuhanying, and everyone from Xinghu Xiaozhu.

But there are really not many people who can make him admire twice in a row, this Jin Qiaoqiao is indeed a stunner, the nemesis of all men in the world, and few people can resist.

Li Muchan was not in this case, he was soaked in murderous aura in his heart, there was no thought, only pure appreciation, and he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her.

"Mr. Jiang, it's a coincidence, isn't she?" Wan Niang pursed her lips and smiled.

Li Muchan looked at Jin Qiaoqiao and nodded slowly: "It's beautiful, it's really worthy of its reputation." ”

Wan Niang smiled and said: "Qiaoqiao is not only beautiful, but the sword dance is also a must, Mr. will like it even more after seeing it." ”

"Great, I just wanted to see the sword dance. Li Muchan said with a smile, picked up the wine cup and drank it all, and Wan Niangsu helped pour it with the pot in her hand.

Li Muchan pinched the wine cup and said with a smile: "I heard that there are many people who pursue the golden girl, I don't know who the big names are, let's hear about it." ”

Wan Niang smiled: "There are countless people who pursue ingenuity, such as carp crossing the river, and there are so many top characters." ”

"Which one is the strongest?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Wan Niang thought for a while and said, "There are a few that are difficult to distinguish between winners and losers, and they are unknown. ”

"Yi Wanniang, what about your estimate?" Li Muchan asked, as if he would not give up without asking to the end.

Wan Niang pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the wine cup and touched it with Li Muchan's wine cup, drank it all, and chuckled: "If I say, the strongest is Lin Gongzi."

"Oh-?" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows.

Wan Niang said with a smile: "This Lin Ping Lin Gongzi is not only handsome and chic, but also has an excellent family background, he is a disciple of the Lin family, has the right to inherit, and is also the young altar master of the South Altar of Sanxiao Hall, whether it is family background or strength, it is top-notch, no one can compare." ”

"No other character can compete?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Wan Niang smiled and said: "Other people, it's not nothing, such as the son of the city guard, and the son of Master Fang, they are all strong and should not be underestimated." ”

"That is, it is still a cut short of Lin Gongzi. Li Muchan nodded slowly.

Wan Niang chuckled: "Mr. is smart"

Li Muchan sighed, shook his head and said, "In this way, this golden girl is Lin Gongzi's bag, and she can explore it at will."

Wan Niang shook her head and smiled: "This is not possible. ”

"Oh-?" Li Muchan picked up the wine jug and poured a cup for her personally, and said with a smile: "How can you see it?"

Wan Niang said with a smile: "Although Lin Gongzi is the strongest, he can't decide Qiaoqiao's mind, Qiaoqiao prefers to be a reader."

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head, reader, hehe, reader

He has already seen that Jin Qiaoqiao is a master who is deeply hidden, Yinghua is introverted, the light is flowing, and he can't see the whole thing on the outside, he only thinks that she is proficient in martial arts, and she has some kung fu, but her internal strength is not deep.

Li Muchan could detect that this Jin Qiaoqiao practiced a strange martial art, which could cover most of his strength and give people an illusion.

For some reason, he suddenly had a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her breath, although he had not seen it, but there was a feeling of familiarity in her.

It may be that he has cultivated the same kind of martial arts, or it may be who he looks like, the people he has seen before, in short, he feels very strange and has the urge to get close.

Such a character with deep internal strength is hidden in the green building, there must be something unspeakable, and it is still not troublesome.

But such a character, saying that he likes to read people, is indeed a little ridiculous, in the eyes of martial arts masters, readers are powerless, and they are extremely weak.

The strong always look down on the weak by nature, thinking that a little finger can make the other party disappear, just like a lion and a lamb, how can love arise?

"Qiaoqiao really likes to read people. Seeing that Li Muchan seemed to be smiling and didn't believe it at all, Wanniang shook her head and sighed.

Li Muchan smiled: "Isn't it Wanniang, what you said to comfort me, right?"

Wan Niang sighed: "Qiaoqiao has seen too much ugliness in the world, and I just want to find a bright and upright scholar with an ordinary life." ”

Li Muchan shook his head with a smile and pointed around: "I'm used to seeing such prosperity, being favored like a queen, can you get rid of it and live a dull life?"

Wan Niang smiled: "Qiaoqiao's thoughts are different from ordinary people, she doesn't like fame and fortune, Lin Gongzi has no hope." ”

Li Muchan smiled: "Doesn't that mean that I also have hope?"

Wan Niang pursed her lips and laughed: "Mr. is also a scholar, so naturally there is hope." ”

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "Wanniang, I still have this self-knowledge, no matter how ignorant the girl is, she can't look down on me",

The two of them didn't talk loudly, but the surroundings were quiet, and they seemed very loud at once, floating around.

"Who is making a loud noise?" There was a loud shout from the side, but it was Lin Ping's voice, and he said in a deep voice: "Disturbing the Qiaoqiao girl to dance the sword, it's a great crime, and don't shut up."

Li Muchan laughed, shook his head and said casually: "You have to be careful when you say a few words, it's better to lie in your own bed, why bother to come here to be under this control?"

Lin Ping snorted in a deep voice: "You want to talk and go home and say, don't disturb the interest of Miss Qiaoqiao"

The two said a few more words, Li Muchan was always slow and lazy, revealing a sense of disdain, and Lin Ping next to him also had a rare good temper, just scolding and not moving.

Li Muchan understood that he wanted to leave a Sven impression on Jin Qiaoqiao, otherwise according to his temper, he would have taken the case a long time ago and started to fight.

Lin Ping has never been a stupid person, otherwise he would not have been selected for the Star Lake Xiaozhu, and he must have guessed Jin Qiaoqiao's xìng grid, and he didn't dare to show his domineering side.

For a woman to humiliate himself like this, it seems that he is very affectionate.

Li Muchan's mind flashed and he laughed.

Jin Qiaoqiao stood on the stage, motionless, like a statue of a maiden, at this time she spoke, and a soft and crisp voice sounded: "Lin Gongzi, this gentleman, let's not say a word, don't hurt the harmony." ”

Li Muchan smiled and hugged his fists: "Since Miss Qiaoqiao spoke, she obeyed it." ”

"Hmph, listen to Qiaoqiao girl" Lin Ping snorted coldly.

He was very angry in his heart, feeling that he had been snatched by Li Muchan and pressed his head, his heart was uncomfortable, and he seemed to be holding his breath and unable to stretch his depression.

Seeing him like this, the two old men retracted their hands from the arms of the two women, turned their heads and said, "Childe, let's give him some face?"

Lin Ping thought about it, looked up at Jin Qiaoqiao on the high platform opposite, took a breath, and waved his hand: "Forget it, count him lucky today"

"Childe, I can't swallow this breath, after I get out, I'll clean him up again, let him go, and don't dare to step into Baiyun City from now on" An old man snorted roughly, lowering his voice.

He was dignified, his face was slightly red, he looked heroic, but his words were not heroic enough, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Lin Ping thought about it and shook his head: "Don't make a big mistake because of a small loss, spare him first."

“...... Be. The red-faced old man nodded helplessly.

"Shhhh......h

The long sword was slow, following the same rhythm of the song, but a group of people faintly appeared in front of people's eyes, playing in a neat opposite shape, waving their swords, and uniformly.

Li Muchan secretly screamed, this faintly carries the technique of the soul, which belongs to the spiritual category, and it can only be cultivated with miraculous skills, not born like this.

From this point of view, this Jin Qiaoqiao is indeed a peerless student, and he has no other plans.

He looked at it, frowned, and a familiar feeling came to him, and suddenly his mind moved, and his aura flashed, and he thought about it, Yuhan Palace

No wonder I always felt that she was familiar, although I hadn't seen it, but I always felt familiar, it turned out to be the reason for the Yuhan Palace, she should be pregnant with the mastery of the Yuhan Palace

He suddenly thought of Su Yunyun, thought of her tender body, soul-destroying eyes, she is good in Yuhan Palace now, will she be implicated in anything?

He thought that he had left categorically, and he was really a little guilty, what happened at the beginning was a mistake, but now he thinks about it with a sense of warmth.

Although Su Yunyun is a witch-like person, there is a tenderness in her bones, and it is difficult to find this rare tenderness without having a skin-to-skin relationship with her.

She is weak in her bones, but she is strong on the outside, just to protect herself, the more he thinks about it, the more guilty he feels, and suddenly he has an urge to go to Yuhan Palace to see Su Yunyun.

Li Muchan glanced at Wan Niang, he could conclude that Wan Niang was also from Yuhan Palace, he had a different sense of intimacy, and said with a slight smile: "Qiaoqiao Girl's sword dance is indeed good. ”

Wan Niang pursed her lips and smiled: "This is just the beginning, the show is behind, Mr. don't be in a hurry." ”

Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "Okay, the Qiaoqiao girl is so good at sword dancing, she must be a master of swordsmanship, but she is a martial arts master?"

Wan Niang laughed, shook her head and said: "Mr. misunderstood, sword dance and swordsmanship are not the same, the former is a dance to entertain people, the latter is a killing technique, the two are completely different, no matter how good the sword dance is, it is just a huā shelf, and it can't fight." ”

"So that's ......," Li Muchan suddenly realized.

At this time, Jin Qiaoqiao's sword gradually accelerated, forming a lotus flower, blooming slightly, dazzling, and everyone shouted loudly, applause thunderous. ,

Li Muchan also applauded, dancing the sword like this, it has indeed become an art, ordinary people can't do it, what is rare is that the lotus huā formed by the sword light is extremely clear and vivid, as if a real lotus huā bloomed on the high platform.

One lotus huā, then another lotus huā, in the blink of an eye, another lotus huā, three lotus huā bloomed in turn, lined up in a row, and it was really magnificent.

Li Muchan clapped vigorously, his eyes lit up, such a sword technique is not only a skill, but also a unique sword movement method, in other words, he can't do it.

He stared at Jin Qiaoqiao's hands, ignoring the sword light in the sky, only her wrist flipping, her footsteps moving lightly, twisting her waist and shoulders.

These movements were deeply imprinted in his mind, and he unconsciously analyzed them, trying to get a glimpse of the mystery of this sword technique, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he forcibly remembered it.

The cheers were wave after wave, and the sword light flickered, and when it came later, I saw that the high platform was full of sword light, as if a light curtain shrouded the high platform.

Jin Qiaoqiao's toes were light, like a ballet in later generations, his body rotated, dancing with clusters of sword light, flickering like bō light pouring out, and flowing bō light spread all over the high platform.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and at the same time, the sword light suddenly converged, Jin Qiaoqiao put away the sword and stood, standing in the middle of it panting, holding the sword and saluting everyone.

Everyone applauded, still admiring, staring at Jin Qiaoqiao.

"Lin Gongzi sent Huang Huā three flowers," one person shouted loudly.

"Fang Gongzi sends Huang Huā three flowers," another person shouted.

"Pan Gongzi sent Huang Huā three flowers"

"Mr. Jiang sent four yellow huā"

People burst into discussions, turned their heads and looked around, looking for the traces of Mr. Jiang, you know, a yellow huā is worth ten taels, but not everyone can afford to give it.

The person who gave the most yellow huā had to put it on Jin Qiaoqiao in person, which was the only chance to get close to Jin Qiaoqiao, so the ordinary Ono huā asked for ten taels of silver each.

Ten taels of silver is not a small amount, and four yellow huā cost forty taels, which is a huge amount of money, and the consumption at this time is very low, forty taels of silver is enough to make a family worry about food and clothing for twenty or thirty years.

Li Muchan came out of the house, waved his hand at everyone, stroked his chin and smiled slightly.

People immediately talked about it, and the voices became louder, and everyone didn't expect that the person who gave out the four yellow huā flowers at once was actually a down-and-out middle-aged scribe.

In people's eyes, most of the people who send Huang Huā are those who are gentlemen, who have money and no place to huā, so they can be so desperate huā money, and if they change their father, they will never be so lavish.

Wan Niang pursed her lips and smiled, came to Li Muchan's side, and said in a loud voice: "Sister Qiaoqiao, it was this Mr. Jiang who gave four yellow huā." ”

Jin Qiaoqiao stood on the stage and lightly hugged his fists and saluted: "Mr. Duoli Jiang's generous gift"

The money given to Huang Huā does not have to be handed over to Tanchun Lou, but is all owned by her, which is the real big head for her.

Huang Huā's income alone reached one hundred and ten taels in one night, such a huge amount of money is enough to make people stunned, and it adds to Jin Qiaoqiao's identity.

She is so rich, it is easy to redeem herself, she doesn't have to be rich and noble, she doesn't have to choose whoever she wants, she doesn't have to think about rich or poor, she just needs to be in love.

Li Muchan hugged his fists and smiled: "Qiaoqiao girl doesn't let her eyebrows, she admires her very much, and her little meaning is not respectful."

At this time, a middle-aged beauty came to the stage, dressed in a black shirt, with fluffy hair, skin like coagulation, and lazy and delicate all over her body.

She stood beside Jin Qiaoqiao and spit out the words: "Mr. Jiang, please come up and wear a yellow huā for Qiaoqiao."

Her voice was slightly hoarse, revealing the magnetic xìng of the yòu people.

"This is Mama Yang. Wan Niang reminded in a low voice and said with a smile: "Mother Yang is a very good person, compassionate and takes good care of us who are working hard. ”

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "That's what I mean, thank you Mother Yang." ”

He smiled at Wan Niang, turned around and walked to the north, appeared from the staircase on the north side, stepped directly onto the high platform, and came to Mother Yang's side.

When I got closer, I felt it even deeper, this Mother Yang was like a ripe peach, her skin could be broken by blowing, and her whole body was full of yòuhuò.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a pretty ring next to her brought a wooden plate, on which were four yellow sè small huā, like the wild huā that can be seen everywhere in the field.

"Mr. Jiang, these four huā flowers are hard to wear Qiaoqiao, can Mr. be embarrassed?" she smiled slightly.

Li Muchan smiled: "I can't ask for it, I'm willing to serve"

"Hmph" A cold snort suddenly sounded, shaking the bodies of everyone in the field, like a heavy hammer beating a drum next to the ear, and the sound was very loud.

Li Muchan frowned, turned his head to look up, and met Lin Ping's gaze.

Lin Pingzheng was standing on the railing, his eyes were sharp, like substance, and the cold sword that his gaze turned into seemed to stab Li Muchan into a hole, which was quite scary. ,

If you change to an ordinary literati, you can't support it for a long time when you see such a gaze, and you run away, or you are fighting in two strands, and you can't stand on your feet.

Li Muchan smiled at Lin Ping: "This son doesn't know his name, what do you think?"

"In the lower woods. Lin Ping clenched his fists and said coldly.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and thought for a while: "Could it be the young altar master of the South Altar of the Three Laughing Hall?"

"Not bad. Lin Ping nodded.

Li Muchan smiled: "It's really disrespectful, it turned out to be the master of Lin Shaotan, who has admired his name for a long time...... But how can I offend Lord Lin Shaotan?"

Lin Ping pointed to the wooden plate in front of him and was silent.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "If the master of Lin Shaotan wants to give the Qiaoqiao girl huā, why is it not generous and let the girl take advantage of the loophole?"

Lin Ping's face was flushed, and his eyes were cold.

He also wanted to be generous, but the amount of money his father gave every month was counted, and if he squandered it wantonly, he wouldn't be able to hold on for a few days, and he wouldn't be able to come to Tanchun Tower at that time.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Master Wanglin Shaotan has learned a lesson, be generous next time, and put on these small huā flowers for Qiaoqiao girl first." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a small yellow huā, and slowly came to Jin Qiaoqiao.

She blinked with a pair of big eyes, staring at him, as if she could speak, revealing a curious look, she was indeed curious, she didn't expect a middle-aged man to have such thoughts.

When people reach middle age, they tend to pay more attention to reality, and it is rare to see such a wrongful money, and besides, people know that several sons compete for themselves, and few people dare to join in the fun.

Lin Ping's hands were so clenched that the joints of his bones rattled, his eyes were like fire, his teeth were squeaking, and he couldn't wait to clean up Li Muchan immediately.

Li Muchan saw it, but Quan Dang couldn't see it, picked up a small yellow huā and inserted it into Jin Qiaoqiao's sideburns, the sideburns were black and shiny, like black satin, and like a piece of black.

After the little yellow huā is plugged in, it looks clean and delicate, and it is very beautiful.

Li Muchan could smell the faint fragrance on her body, as well as the familiar cold breath, which was exactly the fresh breath he felt from Su Yunyun at the beginning.

He is even more sure of Jin Qiaoqiao's identity, and he is indeed a disciple of Yuhan Palace.

After he finished inserting Huang Huā, he said with a smile: "Qiaoqiao girl, how about we have a drink together?"