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Chapter five hundred and eighteen you are my son

"My little girl only plays for Mr. Xiao Qiyue. I'm not interested in girls with more money." Luo Qingchen is an arrogant person. After enduring it for a long time, he showed a slight hint of coldness and arrogance.

"What's so noble about you, a slave who plays the piano? I, Tang Liu, can think highly of you. That's your blessing. Today, I, Tang Liu, have teased you here. You are my son's son. Who can compete with me?"

, I'm in a hurry with you." The fat man looked at the people around him with a domineering expression.

"It turns out you are the Second Young Master of Tang Dynasty. Of course we congratulate you." Someone immediately patted the horse and said.

"That's right, that's right. Second Young Master Tang is interested in it. It's too late to give it back, so why would he snatch it from you, Young Master?"

"Congratulations to Mr. Tang on getting a harem maid."

No, before anyone agreed, the flatterer had already sold Luo Qingchen directly to the Second Young Master Tang as his maid.

This Tang Liu is the second son of the Tang family, one of the eight major families in the capital. It is said that this Tang family has some relationship with the Shushan Tang Clan, one of the thirty-six major sects.

In addition, the Tang family has been operating in the capital for hundreds of years and has a deep foundation. The Tang family also has an ancestor of the True Infant Realm who is in charge, and its strength is comparable to first-class sects such as the Golden Sword Sect and the Tianjian Sect.

As a result, few people really dare to mess with them.

"Get lost!" Luo Qingchen has been obsessed with the Tao of Qin all his life, and he has no understanding of human relationships. Who cares about you, the Tang family and the Li family, if you see the second son of the Tang Dynasty acting arrogant, you will immediately return the favor.

"You dare to tell me to get lost?" Second Young Master Tang opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Second Young Master Tang, this slave is too arrogant and should be slapped immediately."

"First give me ten slaps on the spot."

"Shut up, am I, Tang Liu, that kind of person?

Girl, don’t you know that my son likes to conquer the ‘thousand-mile horse’ the most?

You have a bad temper, but it's even better. I like to do challenging things.

Tang Jie, where is Li Mao? He will be kidnapped immediately and taken back to the mansion. I will train this slave well."

"Alas...you are going to be in trouble soon, and you still know it." Hai Yun looked at Tang Liu and sighed.

"I'm unlucky. My master is very lucky. I get another piano slave at the right time." Tang Liu scolded.

Bah!

As soon as Tang Liu finished speaking, a large ball of bird droppings fell from the sky and sprayed all over Tang Liu's head and face.

"You disgusting flat-haired beast, I'll strip you naked and make soup for you to drink." Tang Liu was furious, but the big bird had already croaked and flew away. Tang Liu was so angry that he jumped on his feet and turned to shout at several of his men.

He cursed, "Hurry up, it's all this slave's fault."

"Bah!"

This slap was so hard and fast, and Luo Qingchen only slightly moved his palm, and Tang Liu fell to the ground, his face covered with blood and a few teeth flew out.

"Hit me, beat me to death." Tang Liu jumped up, pulled out his sword and rushed towards Luo Qingchen with several of his men.

"Get out!" Hai Yun's face suddenly hardened, and a sound wave came out of his mouth. Suddenly, Tang Liu's heads seemed to have been pricked by needles, and they all rolled to the ground, screaming in agony.

"Master... Master, please forgive me." Li Mao and others knew that they had met a master. They were so frightened that they quickly begged for mercy, picked up Tang Liu and left in embarrassment.

Hahaha……

Suddenly, a burst of laughter surged like a wave and lasted for a long time.

"'Flowing water is ruthless palm', it is indeed ruthless." Haiyun smiled while stroking his beard as he walked.

"Master is really good at joking." Luo Qingchen said with a slight smile.

"Really? I heard that 'Luo Hua Yi Quan' and 'Liu Shui Wu Wu Palm' are a pair of unique skills. Coupled with 'Wang Yue Lake Gu Zi Pity', it is so poetic. If it can be matched with Qin Xian's piano, it will be even more wonderful.

Yes." Haiyun smiled mysteriously.

"Master, you seem to know something?" Luo Qingchen was startled and looked at Haiyun warily.

"I am a student of astrology. I can understand people's thoughts by observing the will of heaven. I can understand the state of mind by observing people's appearance. The sun, moon and stars have their own Zen feelings. Girls don't have to worry about anything. Let everything take its course." Haiyun said lightly.

"Luo Qingchen has met the master, but please don't reveal it to Mr. Xiao." Although Luo Qingchen was obsessed with the way of piano, he was not stupid. He knew it at the first glance, so he simply admitted it.

"Haha, I already knew what I should know. Everything is fate." Haiyun smiled.

"Master's Zen philosophy, do you mean that Mr. Xiao has seen through me a long time ago?" A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Qingchen's eyes.

"I didn't say it. Some things can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words." Master Haiyun shook his head and said.

Luo Qingchen's mood was a little complicated, and he didn't speak anymore. He held Qin and silently followed Master Haiyun into the 'death realm'.

"Mr... Young Master, are you okay?" Luo Qingchen's eyes turned a little red when he saw Xiao Qiyue lying like a dead dog.

"Alas... you are too persistent. You came all the way here for a piece of music. Take it." Xiao Qiyue sighed, took out the mountain flowing water and threw it over, saying, "This song is called mountain flowing water. There is something else about it.

An allusion. Legend: Boya the harpist... Zhong Ziqi the woodcutter."

"What a beautiful story, but do you think I'm here just for it?" Luo Qingchen's eyebrows trembled slightly.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Qiyue glanced sideways at her.

"You disappoint me so much. You can't be 'Zhong Ziqi'. You...you..." Luo Qingchen's eyes were completely red. She silently put down a bottle and never looked at Xiao Qiyue again.

, hugged the piano and left with the music score.

However, when he got outside the door, he cursed fiercely, "You are a bastard!"

"You did it on purpose, right?" Haiyun looked at Xiao Qiyue.

"Master, when an ant faces an elephant, what choice would you make?" Xiao Qiyue asked.

"Love is priceless, and a soulmate is even harder to find. Why are you suffering?

In fact, you have already seen it. She is interested in you. Your words are too hurtful. Is this the price you have to pay for being young?

Back then, forget it, let's not talk about it..." The moment of sad farewell to Luo Qingmeng emerged in Haiyun's popularity.

"You are so scary, so scary that even I have doubts about life."

"Haha, Grandmaster is a master of astrology, and you are a prophet. I believe that your stargazing skills are no weaker than those of the imperial masters sent to our Dachu State under Longhu Mountain." Xiao Qiyue smiled heartlessly.

"Prophet, how come I feel that my intelligence is seriously lacking in front of you, and that you take advantage of me everywhere.

Your ability to foresee is so terrifying that I dare not accept you as my disciple now.

However, in the past years, Master had given me some advice when he left.

Said that his closed disciple will fall on me. Are you the master's closed disciple?" Haiyun said with a serious face.

"Then the master must have made a mistake. I am just making a fool of myself. I don't know anything about predictions or prophets. In fact, I despise those magicians." Xiao Qiyue shook his head.

"Haha, this matter is not up to you. You will know later that I will not force you." Haiyun smiled mysteriously, then picked up the bottle left by Luo Qingchen, took a look, and was immediately surprised.

"'The dew of a thousand moons' yin' is the water of the moon's yin, a heavenly spiritual water. It can wash thousands of bones, clear hundreds of internal organs, regulate qi and regulate collaterals, and reshape the body. Even if it is poured on a dead person, it can give birth to skin and flesh." Xiao

July said.

"Since you know it, you also know where it comes from." Haiyun said.

"Master also knows." Xiao Qiyue said.

"It is said that Wu King Mi Qiuhe flew into the sky every day for his beloved woman Luo Yue, and laid out 'eighteen heavenly pots' in the place closest to the moon to collect the moon's shadow.

After thousands of years, it condensed into the dew of moonlight.

This dew should only be found in heaven, how can there be a few drops in the human world?

Looking at the moon supreme, it is indeed true.

It seems that I was right. This is your peach blossom, but it is also your noble person.

Drink it!" Hai Yun sighed with a look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a thousand layers of moon dew turned into a line of crystal dew and flew into Xiao Qiyue's mouth.

"Oh... what a waste." Xiao Qiyue shook his head. In fact, he felt that he was almost healed.

Because, with Yu Huang's tears and five profound energy nourishing it, it is no longer a big problem.

"Junior brother, I really want to slap you on my behalf. This is the Supreme of Wangyue Lake. That girl gave her heart to you, and you actually 'wasted it'..." Haiyun almost gritted his teeth.


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