Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Tang Lan was stunned and quickly put the peacock feathers away again.

After receiving the hand from Murong Fu, Chang Xiao tried to blow a few times, but found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not make the Chang Xiao sound: Mr. Murong, this Xiao seems to be bad.

It doesn't matter, the way you play the flute is so beautiful, even if there is no sound, it still sounds so beautiful.

Murong Fu smiled and didn't mind. When he handed it to Tang Lan, he deliberately damaged the sound-producing object inside, so he naturally knew that Xiao could not make a sound.

Tang Lan was a little speechless, but did not refute. After all, these noble gentlemen all have some special hobbies. He made a few awkward gestures and said: Then should I still brag?

Blow, I want to watch you blow. Murong Fu said with a smile.

Tang Lan had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to pretend.

Not far outside the room, Yan Nanfei was always hovering around.

His mentality towards Tang Lan can be described in four extremely complicated words: What's going on! Why doesn't this woman take action?

It's just that time passes by breath by breath.

In the blink of an eye, a glimmer of white light rose in the dark night.

Yan Nanfei stared at the window of Tang Lan's room, clasping his hands. As long as there was the slightest sound from inside, he would rush over immediately.

Tangled and helpless.

When he didn't know what to do, the sound of rooster crow sounded.

After a while, the window of Tang Lan's room was gently pushed open, and a tired-looking Tang Lan appeared in his sight.

Yan Nanfei couldn't help but feel relieved, but he suddenly didn't know what to do.

This woman couldn't have been with Murong Fu last night...

Yan Nanfei didn't think too much and hurriedly moved over.

When Tang Lan saw Yan Nanfei suddenly appear, he quickly waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly.

Haha, is there anyone? Murong Fu asked with a smile.

Tang Lan was startled and quickly replied: It's Mr. Nan Fei.

Oh, it's him. He woke up really early. Let's go. I happen to be hungry. Let's go out to eat something. Murong Fu straightened his clothes and said with a smile.

Tang Lan rubbed his sore cheeks and nodded: Then I'll tell him.

Um.

Murong Fu smiled and took out the long flute he had played before and walked to the bedside and started blowing it. The beautiful flute sounded in the air.

Tang Lan was stunned: This Xiao, it...

Murong Fu smiled and handed the Xiao to Tang Lan and said, Yes, it is a rare and good Xiao.

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Tang Lan glanced at Murong Fu and then at Yan Nanfei below.

His face instantly turned ugly, and he almost screamed when he touched his body.

The peacock feather is gone!

She knew that the secret was revealed, and Murong Fu must have seen through their identities long ago.

He had been playing with himself all night.

She was so angry that she had believed Murong Fu's lies, saying that she needed to hear the sound of playing the flute.

As long as your heart moves and your emotions move, it is the most beautiful and sweet music.

Ah~

Damn it!

fraud!

Son of a bitch!

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Brother Murong, are you down? Yan Nanfei saluted Murong Fu.

Murong Fu fiddled with the gold peacock feather in his hand and said with a smile: Brother Nan Fei, your eyes are bloodshot. I'm afraid I didn't sleep all night.

Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Yan Nanfei smiled a few times, pretending to be unintentional and asked: Last night...brother, are you satisfied?

Satisfied, satisfied. Not to mention, Mingyue Xin's flute-playing skills are truly unparalleled in the world.

Melodious and melodious, with a distinct rhythm, it makes people forget to leave, especially the last moment.

It's like the Milky Way falling into the mortal world, all kinds of wonderful things, really... really wonderful. Murong Fu had a look of satisfaction on his face and kept praising.

Chang Xiao... Yan Nanfei's face became uglier as he listened, if Gong Ziyu knew about it.

If Tang Lan plays the flute for Murong, I'm afraid he is really going to die.

Murong Fu patted Yan Nanfei on the shoulder: Let's go, brother is happy to treat you to dinner.

Eat... Yan Nanfei was still able to eat, and apologized with a smile: I won't accompany Brother Murong if I have something else to do, please.

Murong Fu didn't say much, just said a few polite words and turned around to leave.

Murong Fu, stop! Tang Lan fell directly from the window.

Yan Nanfei was stunned and gave Tang Lan a look.

No matter what we are pretending to be, he has already guessed our identities. Tang Lan said angrily.

Yan Nanfei looked at Murong Fu in disbelief: He knows everything?

Nonsense, he tricked me into playing Xiao all night and stole my peacock feathers. He must have known our identities for a long time. Tang Lanwen said angrily.

Yan Nanfei frowned: Is what Murong Fu said true?

Murong Fu shrugged his shoulders and said innocently:

It's embarrassing for you to ask me that. Should I say yes, yes or what?

You...bastard, you've already figured out my identity, and you still want me to play the flute? Tang Lan wished he could cut Murong Fu into eight pieces in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Murong Fu pointed at Yan Nanfei innocently and said, It was because he said you were good at playing the flute that I wanted to try it.

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan glared at Yan Nanfei fiercely: I'll settle the score with you when I get back.

Yan Nanfei was also very innocent. He just said it casually as a matter of expediency. He asked in confusion: How do you know our identities?

Tang Lan was also stunned. She and Yan Nanfei had almost never made a move.

Only Gong Ziyu in the entire world knows their true identities.

Even the other dragon heads in the Qinglong Club couldn't possibly know.

It's hard to explain this to you, but you guys are really not very bright.

You actually dare to come to Gusu City to trouble me. Murong Fu said calmly.

Hmph, you think you, a seriously injured person, can deal with both of us at the same time. Tang Lan said proudly.

Murong Fu was seriously injured by Wu Hua, and no one in the world knew about it!

This is also an important reason why the two of them dare to come here directly.

Murong Fu shook his head, took out the peacock feather and smiled at Yan Nanfei and Tang Lan:

I heard that Peacock Ling is very powerful. I don't know if you two can escape.

Yan Nanfei had previously felt that the things Murong Fu was playing with were somewhat familiar.

He looked at Tang Lan and asked excitedly: Why did you give him such an important thing?

You...I've been dizzy after playing Xiao all night. He took this opportunity to steal it, and there's nothing I can do about it. Tang Lan said angrily.

Yan Nanfei raised his brows and couldn't help but look at Murong Fu's key point.

One night?

How much endurance this requires!

Haha, can I deal with you two by myself now? Murong Fu said with a proud smile.

Tang Lan calmed down and said seriously:

Murong Fu, we, the Qinglong Society, do not want to be your enemy. As long as we hand over Lai Wenjun, we will leave today and promise never to set foot in Gusu in the future.

Murong Fu shook his head and said calmly: Lai Wenjun is of use to me, there is no way he will follow you!