Chapter 600

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"is this a beauty show?" Song Yan shakes his head secretly after sending Murong water show away again.

At noon, the inner dining hall.

Compared with the outer dining hall, the inner dining hall has more abundant and nutritious food.

"You are Huang Liang"

there is one more person at the dinner table. Song Yan looks up and finds a slightly emaciated young man with dark skin, looking at him with hostile eyes.

"Who are you?"

Song Yan will not be polite to the other party because he is not good at coming.

On the other hand, he said in a cold and threatening way, "give you a piece of advice. It's better to stay away from Murong Shimei. She's not a toad like you to provoke."

"idiot."

Song Yan was speechless for a while. He didn't bother to talk with each other. He buried himself in the meat of monsters and beasts on the plate.

"What do you say?" the other side's eyes suddenly stare round, it seems that he can't believe song Yan dare to scold him.

"Fool, don't stand here to affect my appetite. It's better to go as far as possible." Song Yan scolded again. He never liked such a pretentious person.

"You dare to scold me"

Song yantui said: "it's strange. Did I just scold a dog or do you have an IQ problem and can't understand people's words"

GAO Cang's eyes flashed to kill me.

"Do it, do it here. If you don't, you will be my grandson." Song Yan looks at each other thoughtfully.

It is clearly recorded in the commandment book that disciples are not allowed to use martial arts in public. Once they do, they will be punished by the clan.

"Good, Huang Liang, you're very good." Gao Cang almost chewed his teeth before he restrained himself from doing anything to song Yan.

Gao Cang left, but attracted a lot of discussion in the canteen.

It's said that song Yan is too arrogant. He dare to fight with the old inner disciples as soon as he enters the inner door.

Others said he didn't know the height of the earth.

Someone else said that he was going to have bad luck.

After lunch, song Yan walked leisurely to his yard, but an inner disciple sent a challenge letter.

The challenger is Gao Cang, the black boy who threatened him in the canteen.

Song Yan just looked at the book and crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the garbage can nearby.

Although Gao Cang has eight accomplishments of refining Qi, he can't really arouse his desire to fight. What's more, he didn't care about the two goods until the next day, when he was the inner door big match.

"What do you mean, younger martial brother Huang?" the inner disciple who sent the letter was very angry when he saw this.

"Can't you see that I'm not interested in this kind of challenge?" Song Yan said with disapproval.

"You are afraid of it" the disciple seemed to think of something, and despised: "you are afraid to accept the challenge because you are afraid of being defeated by senior brother Gao."

"is there a half copper relationship with you?" Song Yan said nothing.

"You are coward, you don't have the courage to connect with challenges"

"it's none of your business"

Song Yan didn't say a word angrily, so he strode away and didn't care about the inner disciple of the same two.

But in the evening, song Yan's great name spread among the disciples of the inner gate, not the prestige, but the counsellor.

In some people's deliberate propaganda, he dare not face the behavior has become a synonym for timidity.

When song Yan went to the canteen for dinner, he found that there were many people pointing at him.

Song Yan, who collected all these words, was not angry. Instead, he thought that these inner disciples were probably too busy to be interested in this fart.

All of a sudden, song Yan had an impulse to create several entertainment projects.

To be honest, the entertainment items in the world are extremely scarce. There is no chess, no go, no poker, no song, no dance.

The biggest entertainment is martial arts.

Having an idea, he had to put it into practice. So after dinner, song Yan went back to his yard and ordered Xiaowu and Xiaohu to prepare something.

Two hours later, song Yan made a pair of poker, a chess, a go, a guitar, an Guqin.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xiaowu opens the door and welcomes Murong Shuixiu in.

"I've heard about you and Gao Cang, younger martial brother Huang. I'm sorry. I've brought you trouble." Murong Shuixiu said apologetically, but his eyes were a little complacent.

Song Yan dismissively waved his hand: "it's OK, I didn't pay attention to it"

"but"

Song Yan raised his hand and interrupted Murong Shuixiu's words, then went to the Guqin and sat down, smiled and said: "sister Murong, you are just here. I just made an Guqin and I'll play a song for you.

”"What is the Guqin?" Murong Shuixiu said with some doubts."An instrument"

"is there an ancient Qin in the world?" Murong Shuixiu is more confused. The instruments she knows are drums, chimes and so on.

Song Yan once read a lot of books in the Sutra Pavilion. Naturally, he knew that there was a lack of musical instruments in the world. He played the strings with his fingers.

Although song Yan didn't have the skill of guqin, he learned it in the Qin Dynasty.

With song Yan's fingers flicking fast, a series of beautiful piano sounds came out. As soon as he heard the sound, Murong Shuixiu was directly in place.

At this time, song Yan began to sing:

a smile from the sea

the surging tide on both sides

as soon as song Yan opened her mouth, Murong Shuixiu felt a sense of heroism coming on her face, shaking her heart and her heart. At the same time, she felt like a current flowing through her body, covering layers of chicken skin pimples. In the dark way, God, how could there be such a beautiful song in the world.

In the end, song Yan ended up with a "cheerleading" sound and looked up at Murong Shuixiu, who was still immersed in the song just now.

After a while, Murong Shuixiu excitedly went to song Yan's side and grabbed his hand and said: "younger martial brother Huang, can you play and sing again? I want to hear"

"beauty asks not to refuse"

Song Yan's frivolous smile, and then played the strings again.

But to song Yan's surprise, Murong Shuixiu begged him to play it six times before he gave up.

Murong Shuixiu's eyes like autumn water faintly glowed: "younger martial brother Huang, you are a genius. You can create such a beautiful song. No, and the sound of the ancient Qin is also very beautiful."

Song Yan was quite proud: "yes, then I will play another ten ambushes for Murong elder martial sister."

Hearing this, Murong Shuixiu's eyes are bright: "good, play fast"

unlike the heroic smile of Canghai, this one is full of killing. It was originally played by pipa, but song Yan played it with guqin, with a different taste, more atmosphere and urgency. It seems that the whole world is shrouded in killing opportunities.

Suddenly hearing this sound, Murong Shuixiu felt only a tight breath, but then she closed her eyes and listened carefully. Her face was full of intoxication.

At this time, an inner door disciple passed by the courtyard of song Yan, heard the piano sound coming from the courtyard, and subconsciously made a step

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