Chapter 17: 017

Fu Wanqing would not like Shen Shengyi, and she would not give Yu Shengyan a chance to like Shen Shengyi.
In Fu Wanqing's mind, Yu Shengyan is already a very important person.
It is the person who appreciates, the person who is jealous, the person who likes, and the person who is hostile.
Fu Wanqing has no friends. If there is, it can only be Yushengyan.
The five children of the Baidao Alliance are all here. In order to demonstrate their status in the martial arts and to convince the public, they often hold a martial arts event and invite many knights to participate. When Fu Wanqing received the invitation, it was already early October, and the gilded characters were very dazzling. Gently sliding her hand on the big red invitation, Fu Wanqing curled her lips and smiled.
Those participating in these martial arts festivals are all young people from all sects. It’s not that the old guys don’t care, but because the Baidao Alliance has set the location in Chunfeng Yixiaolou this time. Those old guys are self-reliant on their status. To go. There are so many rumors in the arena, nothing more than the legendary romance.
"The old men in Yangzhou must be mad." Fu Wanqing said with a smile.
Yang Wugong didn't dare to choose a place like Chunfeng Yixiaolou, but he couldn't help it because Chunfengxiao refused to leave Chunfeng Yixiaolou, and his people could not rob Chunfeng Xiaolou out. The third son kept the promise and sent someone to guard the Chunfeng Yixiaolou, and the Zhong brothers also let her send. The talents of the younger generation in the Baidao Alliance, but no one accepts others.
Familiar places, familiar faces, those Yingyingyanyan had already retreated completely, and there were only quack warriors present. Fu Wanqing took Yushengyan and sat in a very inconspicuous position. She moved to Yushengyan’s ears and said quietly:
Look at the faces of those jianghu knights, they are very disappointed. There is no harmony in the spring breeze Yixiao building. The spring breeze is only as cold as a sword."
Jingle bells, like a ringing sound.
Chunfengxiao didn't show up. What came out was the third son who had changed into a women's dress, and the two brothers who stared at each other with iron faces behind her.
"Where is Chunfeng laugh?"
"Where is Yuguanyin?"
The people in the seat asked impatiently.
"Go away!" Zhong Shiling suddenly yelled, but he was not at the other knights. He stared at Zhong Shixiu fiercely, like watching a murderer of his father and enemy. A handsome face was distorted and hideous, "I am the eldest brother, let me first! It is your turn after I get married!"
"Fuck you shit! Zhong Shiling, don't think that you are very old when you are too old!" Zhong Shixiu roared, "I've seen you not pleasing to your eyes a long time ago. You always rely on yourself as the boss to oppress me , This time, no matter what, I will not give in!"
"Then let us see the real trick under our hands!" The two sang in unison, their teeth clenched. "Whoever wins will marry the third son!" The words fell, and the two of them showed their weapons, and they fought recklessly.
The scene is noisy, either sighing or laughing.
The two brothers fought for a woman.
"Look." Fu Wanqing grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into her mouth, chewing them, and said, "The two brothers kept saying that they admired you, but now they are fighting for other women, this old man He just died, and he didn’t even look for his enemies, but killed each other. You say it’s ridiculous."
"Well, it's ridiculous." Yu Shengyan stretched out his hand and moved away the dish placed in front of Fu Wanqing, and responded lightly. Fu Wanqing grabbed the air, but turned around and held Yu Shengyan's hand tightly. She whispered, "Come here a little bit, I'm a little tired." Yu Shengyan looked at the sky outside his eyes, and sat down until Fu Wan. Qing's side put her pillow on her shoulder.
Yu Shengyan didn't want to care about the trivial matters in the martial arts, let alone they invited Fu Wanqing.
The knife was thrown on the ground, and the Zhong brothers fought into a ball.
Yang Wugong closed his eyes and rested, while Shen Shengyi looked at the farce coldly.
San Gongzi raised a faint smile, his expression very similar to Fu Wanqing. She said softly: "Are you having enough trouble? Don't you feel ashamed?" The two brothers with blue noses and swollen faces became stiff, and they separated immediately. A carp stood up, with his head hanging down on both sides of the third son. . When Zhong Tian was alive, where did they dare to be so indulgent? The people who had been tightly controlled for more than 20 years suddenly got rid of the shackles. Their hearts were like wild horses that had run out of arms and could never come back.
There was a trace of disgust in Shen Shengyi's eyes, and he asked faintly: "Miss San Gongzi, where is Chunfeng laugh?"
The third son turned around and turned to the side of the case in front of Shen Shengyi. She poured a glass of wine and delivered it to Shen Shengyi's lips. She blinked and asked with a smile: "Master Shen, you are calling me son , Or call me a girl?"
Shen Shengyi took the wine in front of the Zhong brothers who wanted to eat people and drank it up: "Isn't it all you? Is there a difference? The most important thing now is to laugh Chunfeng out. "
"Gu Yu." The third son chuckled and turned to Yang Wugong to pour a glass of wine. She looked like the owner of the Spring Breeze Yixiao Building, hospitably entertaining unkind guests.
Gu Yu is the name of the third son.
Zhong Shiling didn't ask, Zhong Shixiu didn't ask, but she did speak in front of a young man who had only met once. Zhong Shiling couldn't calm down, and Zhong Shixiu couldn't hold back his emotions. They rushed forward and slapped the table with a slap, shaking the wine bottle to the bottom. At this time, the same enemy was angry. They asked in unison: "What do you mean by the surname Shen? You also want to fight with our brothers?"
The two brothers have wounds on their faces, and they put on a ferocious look, which is not deterrent, and they look funny.
"Shen, do you dare to drink this wine?" Zhong Shixiu shouted.
"This is not some ecstasy soup, why doesn't someone dare to drink it?" Shen Shengyi chuckled and continued, "Why the second brother Zhong should be so angry? You know that only Miss Fu is in my heart. For other people— —"Shen Shengyi didn't say any more. He shook his head and fixed his eyes on Fu Wanqing and Yu Shengyan in the remote corner. His eyes sank, he touched the scars on his face, and for a moment he lost his calmness.
Yang Wugong stood up, his sword eyebrows tightened, and he took the third son's wine. He just put it aside casually, ignoring the meaningful smile on the third son's face, he scanned it coldly. He shouted: "Enough." Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, he covered his lips and coughed and asked, "Where is Chunfeng Laughter? Where is she? It's about the reputation of Weiyang Escort. I want to know. ."
"Why don't you go to Ma San, who is holding the dart?" San Gongzi asked coldly.
"Yes, where's Ma San? He was the one who played the dart, how about the others?"
Yang Wugong's face turned blue, he pursed his lips, and then answered after a long time: "Ma San is dead."
"I only saw him not long ago. Although he was a little bit down, why did he die?"
"Young Master Yang still talks about why Ma San was expelled. Isn’t it just a'Jade Guanyin'? Ma San has worked hard in your dart board for many years, and he has never failed. People on the road will give him one. Face. How can you be robbed by robbing a dart?"
"It must be someone from the Demon Cult! I saw the leader of the Demon Cult Yu Shengyan, she left Qianbi Island and came to our Jiangnan! There must be some conspiracy and tricks, I also saw her and Fu--" Yang Wumin stood Got up, shouted loudly.
"There is no evidence, don't spit people, Jade girl is not the kind of person you said!" At the moment there is a young Xia Shao who speaks for Yu Shengyan, "The people of the demon sect are sinful, but all this has nothing to do with Jade girl, Jade girl She, she is a good person!"
"Yes, yeah, how can you equate Miss Jade with the evil spirits of the Demon Cult? Miss Yang, did you see Miss Jade kill Ma San with your own eyes? You saw Miss Jade take away'Jade Guanyin' 'Really?"
"You, you--" Yang Wumin was trembling with anger, and when she was stimulated to speak, she lost her mind. She completely ignored her brother's obstruction, and shouted loudly, "Yushengyan is the leader of the demon cult, your heart Was it blinded by lard? Uncle Zhong, the master of the Tianji Gate, was killed, and even Uncle Fu said he died under the sword. Who will carry the sword except Yushengyan? The evidence is there, you guys. I didn’t even see it! How could Yu Shengyan be a good person? Oh, maybe you don’t know? Yu Shengyan has been mixed with Fu Wanqing. This'Jade Guanyin' was originally Fu Wanqing's thing. With so many secrets, who knows if she and the Demon Cult teamed up to frame our Prestige Escort!"
"P-" With a crisp sound, Yang Wumin covered his face and stared at his brother incredulously.
"Enough!" Yang Wugong scolded, "Xiayi Villa has been with me for generations, how can you talk nonsense? This matter has nothing to do with her!"
"Brother, you know how to protect that bitch!" Yang Wumin shouted angrily. She pointed to Fu Wanqing, who was resting on Yu Shengyan's shoulder, and said angrily, "Today is in front of many people from the rivers and lakes. Let her tell her, Fu Wanqing, whether the white-clothed woman next to her is Yu Shengyan, the leader of the demon cult!"