Hearing this, Feng Ning swayed her skirt slightly and turned around to look at Liao Beixiong's upright face. She couldn't help but smile a little at the corner of her eyes, and her tone was not meant for his polite ridicule, "You are so upright? Master Liao, you
Do you dare to say that you have no purpose in setting up this marriage contest for your daughter? According to what you just said, this soul-carrying kite was an accidental gift from your father. How come you have never let out the slightest bit of news about it when it is placed in your Liao family? You are so annoying
To build ten guzhengs with different textures but the same appearance to set up a competition for your daughter, do you dare to say that you are not selfish? Or are you saying that the soul-lifting zither is not something you can control, and someone needs to open the door for you to dominate the world? "
"Shut up——." Bu Buweiying's words aroused Liao Bei's ambition to be furious. Looking at the commotion and whispers in the audience, he became extremely uneasy. His reputation must not be ruined in one day, and he said loudly: "Stop.
You have to talk nonsense. I believe that the heroes of the rivers and lakes present know very well what kind of person I am, Liao Beixiong. How can I let you, a little girl who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth, slander me here? "
Liao Beixiong's words were so loud that everyone in the audience had strong faith in him. After all, the Liao Beixiong they knew was a righteous and chivalrous man, a rare great hero. How could such a person have any selfish intentions?
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It seems that Liao Beixiong is also very good at winning people's hearts. He has created a good image and won the hearts of the people. He looked at the movement in the audience and understood everything. He moved his eyes to look at Yan Hua's arms.
Holding the soul kite, Feng Ning couldn't help but think of the situation when Saint Longgong defended tens of thousands of enemies with one song. If he hadn't seen that it had the power of a servant, he would not have regarded it as a forbidden object and would never have played it. Now if he knew someone like this
Thinking about whether it would come back to life and destroy all of it, I couldn't help but cover my lips with a smile, and the posture was so graceful.
Everyone in the audience saw the moment when she rolled up her sleeves. The woman showed her noble beauty. Such an elegant person had a different kind of proud look. The purple gauze covering her face gave her an incomparable sense of mystery and intrigue.
However.
After a moment of silence, Feng Ning felt that it would be good if the drama reached a certain level, and she liked to watch the fun, but did not like to be a part of the drama, "Master Liao, Mr. Yan today is typically here to hold the soul kite.
However, the young lady is also quite interested in this Soul-Qing Zheng, so it seems that this Soul-Qing Zheng is destined not to become a dowry for your daughter."
The frank words of the woman in front of him made Liao Beixiong's heart, which had been slightly relieved for Qinghun Zheng, tighten again. She also came here for Qinghun Zheng. Does she also know something? Suppressing the trembling in her heart, Liao
Beixiong finally calmed down his expression and said, "Girl, Liao has something to say first. This soul-qingzheng can only be used as a dowry for my little girl. As a woman, you have no right to participate in the marriage recruitment meeting. Please leave as soon as possible, otherwise
Don't say that I, the hero of Liaobei, bully the weak, even the heroes present will not let you go."
Is it a threat? She, Feng Ning, has never taken it seriously. Everyone saw her jade eyes half-closed, her bare hands gently raised, and her slender fingers slightly twisted. The hair tie on Mr. Yan's head, who was holding the guzheng, immediately fell off and fell to the ground.
Amidst the sounds of surprise, I heard her quiet voice, which was like the sound of nature, "She is just a woman, so how can a little girl be qualified?"
When Miss Liao saw this, she fainted on the spot. Liao Beixiong was even more astonished. Yan Hua was actually a woman. The important thing was that she was holding Qinghun Zheng in her hand. "Miss Yan, since you are a woman, please bring the guzheng