Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Yue Buqun choked on these words.

If it wasn't for Wang Yuanba and others being here.

Yue Buqun has already drawn his sword, let him experience how powerful the evil sword is.

"In my opinion, it's not that the old man doesn't know how to play, but he doesn't want to play." Yue Buqun laughed.

It was inconvenient for him to make a move, but he could let Wang Yuanba and the others make a move.

Wang Yuanba also looked at Lvzhuweng.

If the Green Bamboo Man said that he just didn't want to play for them, then Wang Yuanba would immediately have this Green Bamboo Lane demolished.

Regardless of whether you are a hermit or not.

Cut down all the bamboos in your Green Bamboo Lane, and change the name to Wuzhu Lane.

The Green Bamboo Man still remained expressionless.

"The owner of this sheet music didn't say anything, what are you in a hurry for?" Green Bamboo Man looked at Yue Buqun and said dismissively.

Yue Buqun's face was ugly, he looked at Lin Pingzhi, the owner of the score.

Wang Yuanba also looked at Lin Pingzhi and said, "Ping'er, let him play it."

Lin Pingzhi saw that the tip of the gun was offered to him, but he didn't refuse.

After all, it was they who let themselves slap Yue Buqun in the face.

Can't blame myself.

"Old man, this score was created by my elders. The younger generation has only heard it once, and the lingering sound haunts me." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile, "Please ask the old man to play it again, so that the younger generation can listen to it again and remember the elders."

Hearing what Lin Pingzhi said, the green bamboo man said slowly: "Wait a moment, the old man is not good at playing the piano, I'll let my aunt take a look."

Say it, and the green bamboo man closed the door and walked in.

Yue Buqun also looked at Lin Pingzhi.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Ping'er, you say it was created by your elders? Who are you talking about?" Yue Buqun asked.

Wang Yuanba and others looked at Lin Pingzhi.

elder?

Lin Yuantu?

Is this really swordsmanship?

Lin Pingzhi had a look of embarrassment on his face, and he looked at Yue Buqun apologetically.

"Master, this sheet music was created by the elder Qu Yang of the Demon Sect, and he co-created it with Uncle Liu Zhengfeng. Uncle Liu Zhengfeng is Ping'er's elder." Lin Pingzhi said.

Yue Buqun recalled not long after he accepted Lin Pingzhi as his apprentice.

After the Jinpen washing hands meeting, Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang died.

He didn't expect that they actually co-created a song.

This song is still in Lin Pingzhi's hand.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yue Buqun looked at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yue Buqun resentfully and said, "I don't know how to play. If I could, I would definitely tell you, master."

Yue Buqun's expression turned ugly.

He felt slapped in the face.

I have been looking for someone to play this piece to confirm whether it is a music score or a sword score.

I didn't expect it was actually a sheet music.

At this moment, from the bamboo house, the sound of the piano sounded.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious.

Sometimes happy rivers and lakes.

Sometimes depressed.

With the performance of Swordsman.

Yue Buqun's face became even more ugly.

His clenched fists were clenched tightly.

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But Yue Buqun can also be sure.

What I have practiced is indeed the evil sword manual.

Because of this music score, Yue Buqun still had doubts in his heart.

At this time, the piano sounded.