Douluo: Fairy Music Piaopiao

The next three months were mostly similar to the first day. Every day I would have a game with Unzen, and then be punished by the master for running for various reasons. Although it was tiring, the effect was significant.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong's changes were only in appearance. Ma Hongjun has really risen to the next level. Although he is still not thin now, his originally bloated figure has become much slimmer. Tang San still looks the same. If there is any change, only the height has changed. Originally he was a little shorter than Yun Xian, but now he is a little taller than Yun Xian.

Xiao Wu was the one who didn't change at all. She was exposed to the sun every day, but she didn't get any darker, which made Ning Rongrong feel envious.

"Xiao Wu, why are you still so white despite being exposed to the sun? On the other hand, Zhu Qing and I are both a shade darker!" Ning Rongrong kept pulling Xiao Wu to ask, and would not stop until the goal was achieved.

Xiao Wu scratched her chin with her fingers: "I don't know either."

The master understood their hard work during this period and mercifully gave them a seven-day holiday with a wave of his hand. However, Ma Hongjun pushed further: "Master, we are not tired at all during this period. How about practicing for another two days?" The master glanced at him and seemed to want to adopt his suggestion: "Ma Hongjun is right..."

Everyone in Shrek, headed by Oscar, hurriedly said: "Goodbye, the master can just give the fourth child more training. We still have to rest!"

Ma Hongjun: Fatty Ma Hongjun is going to trap you all to death! ! !

On the other side, Yun Xian, who seemed to be fine, finally got free time to contact Qiao Yi. When he turned on the communicator, he saw twenty or thirty messages from him and others.

The most prominent ones are these:

"Your Highness!!! Run away!!!"

"Senior Mu Mu is here!!!"

"And bring senior Pei Qinghan with me!!!"

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At first glance, it is nothing more than this.

Yun Xian was silent for a moment, thinking to himself, should he add another concealment formation?

Mu Mu is the princess of the Elf clan and the former seventh of the twelve envoys and censors; Pei Qinghan is the former clan leader of the dwarf clan. Both of them are close friends of Yunxian.

"Forget it, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. I don't know why they are so afraid of Sister Mu Mu and Pei Qinghan." Yunxian stretched and slowly walked towards Soto City. Now that the two of them are here, Yun Xian no longer has to call people from the Twelve Envoys Division. Although there are two little tails behind him, I don't know if I can believe it.

Jialan and Jiahe who were following her touched the tips of their noses, looked at each other, and continued to follow. Ever since they were ordered by the high priest to follow Yun Xian, they had tried their best to follow Yun Xian. Last time, they did not immediately carry out the order, which resulted in an accident that could have been avoided. The two of them were scolded by the high priest.

Yunxian's destination was Xianmeng Pavilion. The waiter from last time was changed. When he saw her, he asked: "Are the guests here for tea?" Yunxian shook his head and took out the token he gave last time: "I It’s the musicians here who come to work.”

The guy stared with some fear. Is this His Highness Xianle whom the high priest specially asked the two guardians to protect? !

His attitude suddenly became more respectful: "Okay, Your Majesty...ah no! Miss! Please, please come with me!" He covered his face with his hands and lowered his head in shame to lead the way for Yun Xian.

Woohoo... I'm going to cry because of my stupidity... Keep your mouth shut! ! !

The young man was thinking secretly, but he didn't know that what he was thinking in his heart was clearly reflected on his face.

Yunxian raised his eyebrows, Meng Qingzhou had been disciplined well, they were all simple and kind people. Oh, I forgot to mention that Meng Qingzhou’s old fox doesn’t count.

The young man took her up to the third floor, and after several twists and turns, she reached the final destination.

The blush on the young man's face has not faded, and he stuttered: "Our shopkeeper told me to bring you to see him first when you arrive. Now that he is inside, it is not convenient for me to go in, so I will take the first step." "With that said, he hurriedly went downstairs.

The entire building of Xianmeng Pavilion is based on simplicity, and the office on the third floor is no exception. It just lacks the distinctive fragrance of tea. Yun Xian vaguely knows who is inside.

She knocked lightly on the door, and a magnetic voice came from inside the house: "Please come in." The sound was like a clear spring in the mountains, cool and sweet.

Yunxian's mood suddenly brightened, and he opened the door. The furnishings in the room came into view first, including a simple bookcase, a table, a desk, and nothing else.

A man stood by the window. The street outside the window was the path she just walked. With gentle eyes, he turned his head and looked at Yunxian: "You are here."

Yunxian walked up to him minding his own business: "Buddha, why are you here?"

The pagoda was dressed in white, but the name didn't quite match him. He smiled slightly and replied: "You are here, so I can't be here?" Yunxian naturally knew that he was deliberately teasing herself, and replied: "That's not the case, it's just that we are all here, fearing criticism."

Futu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gently knocked on the window lattice: "Do you care about this? Some people in Dadu Division have spread the news that you are happy to find a young man here and will not go back. You are not in a hurry."

Yunxian's eyes flashed and he stopped answering. Futu didn't pay attention, and just said that she really didn't care about these rumors: "I'm still a little worried about this guy Qingzhou taking my place. Come and have a look."

"He's fine, but I'm sorry for him." Yunxian's face has lost the smile that he had when he walked in. His fingers are slightly bent, and his knuckles are slightly white. Futu glanced at her helplessly: "Okay, let's not talk about such a heavy topic. I invited you here to help me attract customers, not to mourn the spring and autumn."

Yun Xian picked up the flute and turned it twice in his hand: "Wrap it around me."

Two hours passed quickly. After a simple farewell, Yunxian walked out of the teahouse, only to see Tang San standing on the other side of the street, smiling and waving to her. The afternoon sun was always so bright, shining on the young man. His body carries infinite light.

"Xianxian, this way!" Tang San called to her.

"Coming!" Yunxian heard himself replying loudly, and felt his thigh moving towards Tang San, feeling uncontrollably joyful in his heart.

No matter when, no matter where you are, when you finish your work and study, you will find someone waiting for you when you come out. What a happy thing it is!

Futu stood upstairs, looked at the two of them, and shook his head slightly.

Your Highness, if you want to have a weakness, you must be stronger...