Laughing proudly, I'm crazy for the leader

() This song is so soft, like a person sighing gently, or like the morning dew darkens the petals, and the morning breeze gently blows the willow branches.It was like a clear spring flowing slowly over the body, and then slowly injected into the limbs and bones.

The external and internal forces that were originally tumbling and uncontrollable became peaceful and peaceful under this song.

After a long time, the sound of the piano became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible.

There are only two people playing this song in the Green Bamboo Lane, one is the Green Bamboo Man, and the other is the holy aunt Ren Yingying of the Sun Moon God Sect.This song is soft and sounds like a woman playing.

It's a pity, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help shaking his head.

The song is a good one, and the player who plays the piano is also very skilled in the art of playing the piano, but it shouldn't have happened to Ren Yingying, if not, from this song alone, Dongfang Sheng would definitely make friends and become a confidant.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help sighing, it would be great if he was born in the original novel.

Dongfang Sheng entered the courtyard, and the sound of footsteps woke up the beauties in the house, only to hear a crisp girl shout: "Why did you come back so early today, have the bamboo baskets been sold out?"

Dongfang Sheng didn't answer, but looking for the voice, he pushed open the door of one of the cottages.

In the small house, the tables, chairs and couch are all made of bamboo, and a pair of ink bamboo is hung on the wall facing the door.On the bamboo table, there was also a Yaoqin and a Dongxiao.

On the other side of the room, a bamboo curtain is hung, dividing the cottage into two.

Through the bamboo curtain, a beautiful figure can be vaguely seen sitting there.

It seems that the green bamboo man is not there, and the person behind the bamboo curtain should be Ren Yingying.Looking at the Yaoqin on the table, Dongfang Sheng sat down straight, stroking the Yaoqin with both hands.

"You, who are you?" The crisp female voice sounded again, and Ren Yingying saw that the person who came was not a green bamboo man, and there were questions, doubts, and a little bit of anger in her words.

Dongfang Sheng still didn't speak, and fiddled with the strings with both hands, playing a high mountain.

The sound of the piano covered up Ren Yingying's anger.But the sound of the piano is also a portrayal of the soul of the player. Dongfang Sheng's sound of the piano is calm and quiet at first, giving people an artistic conception of mountains and flowing water. More and more hasty.

The water spray hit the rock with bursts of sound, and the fish on the water surface were also rolled up by the spray, and hit the rock fiercely. Immediately, blood flowed from the broken fish body and flowed into the water.

The water flow became more and more intense, and the original small stream suddenly turned into a large water flow, which had no direction and moved wantonly. This time, all the surrounding rice fields suffered.

The flood was overwhelming, and there was a vast ocean all around.

The song played by Dongfang Sheng is no longer the original rhyme of Liushui.

"My son is too murderous, and I am eager for success, so let the little girl play a piece of "Pure Heart and Pu Shan Mantra" for him." Ren Yingying interrupted Dongfang Sheng's piano sound, and began to fiddle with the strings in her hands, and the Qing Xin Pu Shan Mantra repeated. sounded.

Dongfang Sheng stood up, shook his head, and walked outside the house.

At this time, two laborers hired by Dongfang Sheng also sent the small-leaf red sandalwood to Luzhu Lane and placed it in the middle of the yard.

The melodious sound of the piano, the coolness and tranquility in the bamboo and wood, and the noisy Luoyang City outside are like two worlds.

Dongfang Sheng didn't enter the house anymore, and sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, quietly waiting for the return of the green bamboo man.For Dongfang Sheng, a strange visitor, Ren Yingying finally chose to stay in the small house, and the only thing that came out was the sound of the piano.

This place is indeed a good place for secluded seclusion. If he himself is tired of life in the rivers and lakes, he must find a place not too different from this place to live in seclusion.

Although it was late autumn, the sun above was still very venomous.Staying in this green bamboo alley, Dongfang Sheng didn't feel the heat at all, only the coolness and comfort accompanied him, and of course, there was the faint sound of the piano.On the way to the piano, my own half-tone is far, far from Ren Yingying's piano sound.

It would be great if Ren Yingying could stay in this Green Bamboo Alley forever.

Without Ren Yingying's intervention, although the misunderstandings between Dongfang and Zha Chong continued, they could still be cultivated to a positive result, and Zha Chong would understand one day.It's a pity that Ren Yingying's third party stepped in, making this scumbag extremely ill and completely hopeless.

How about killing Ren Yingying now?

Dongfang Sheng narrowed his eyes, and a vicious thought arose.

As long as Ren Yingying is killed, no one will mislead Zha Chong, maybe Zha Chong will repent and be with the leader.

However, Dongfang Sheng shook his head again.

Dongfang and Zha Chong are together, is this really what I want to see?

this problem!

Dongfang Sheng's breathing rate began to accelerate, and his heart beat faster and faster.

A trace of desire rose from Dongfang Sheng's heart, if...if...but...at this moment, the words on the family tree clearly appeared in Dongfang Sheng's heart.

"No...no...no!"

Dongfang Sheng clenched his fists, his veins bulged, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and the bamboo table in front of him was smashed to pieces by Dongfang Sheng's fist.

The violin stopped abruptly.

Ren Yingying in the house was alarmed, and hurried out of the house, seeing a scene she would never forget in her life.

Dongfang Sheng's legs were slightly bent, his arms were bent inward, and he drew a circle with his palms. He pushed it outward with a whoosh, only to hear a sound like a dragon chant. The bamboo clusters shattered.

This palm was fierce and domineering, but also contained a trace of unwillingness and grief, which made the power of this palm suddenly increase a bit.

The position of Ren Yingying was exactly where Dongfang Sheng's palms came from. The wind from the palm brushed against Ren Yingying's face and cheeks, and it was very painful. This palm was so powerful that it shocked Ren Yingying to the core. In situ.

Eighteen palms to subdue the dragon, Kanglong has regrets!

With this palm, all the internal energy of Dongfang Sheng's body poured out, and all the negative emotions such as grief, indignation, unwillingness, etc. also poured out with this palm.After this photo was taken, Dongfang Sheng felt indescribably relieved at the moment.

Dongfang Sheng is cool.

Ren Yingying froze in place, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

Just a little bit, this mighty palm hit Ren Yingying.

How come Ren Yingying is also the eldest lady of the Sun Moon God Sect, the holy aunt, and she has some understanding of martial arts in the world.Dongfang Sheng's palm just now was extremely powerful and domineering. Ever since she was a child, Ren Yingying had never seen such a powerful palm. Even if her own father let me do it, she couldn't slap such a domineering palm.

This is not the most important thing. When Ren Yingying was ashamed and indignant, when Dongfang Sheng swept past her face, her body did not live up to her expectations, and her lower body...even a little bit...although it was a little bit, Ren Yingying lowered her head , his face was already blushing.

After a while, Ren Yingying raised her head again, eager to know what kind of martial arts this is?

Also, who is this person?

When Ren Yingying turned her eyes to Dongfang Sheng's face, her eyes froze, and she was actually wearing an iron mask...