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Three thousand six hundred and seventeenth chapter see good

The Tianlong Eagle should not dare to tell lies to Qingyun Sect, so Lu Xuan claimed to be the escort of the Tianlong Eagle Agency, which was simply a false alarm! In Ma Renping's opinion, Lu Xuan should have escaped in fear and left Ping'an Town.

But what Ma Renping didn't expect was that Lu Xuan was still in Ping'an Town and also traveled to Cihu with Lord Wan! When he saw Lu Xuan again, Ma Renping became murderous again! "Brother Ma, I am just an unknown man," Lu Xuan grinned.

Ma Renping sneered and said, "No matter what your identity is, you cannot escape the death of my disciple Shi Yunfei!"

"Mr. Ma!"

Just when Ma Renping wanted to attack, Lord Wan smiled charmingly and said, "You are here to have fun too. Please don't discourage everyone's interest?"

Ma Renping was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, for the sake of Master Wan's face, I won't bother with you for now, but I won't forget about this matter like this!"

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Ma just sang a song, why don't you also give me one?"

The owner of Pavilion Wan looked at Lu Xuan and said with a smile.

Singing a song?

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes. He is a person who accepts modern culture and can sing a nonsense song! "I don't know," Lu Xuan waved his hand.

"hehe!"

Ma Renping sneered and said, "Master Wan, look at his big and thick appearance, and he looks like a black charcoal. Don't make things difficult for such a rough person."

"If Master Wan wants to listen, it's okay if I sing another song!"

Master Wan did not speak, but blinked at Lu Xuan, meaning that Mr. Ma would belittle you so much?

This girl who is afraid of the world will not be in chaos! Lu Xuan is both angry and funny, but he doesn't want to steal the limelight with Ma Renping at all.

"Mr. Ma is right. How could such a rough man sing a song?"

"I really don't know what Lord Wan is interested in him, so I even invited him to travel with me."

"—" A series of harsh sounds came, and the people on the cruise ships around stood on Ma Renping's side, sarcastic at Lu Xuan.

There is no way, Mr. Ma is the young master of Qingyun Sect. Of course, these people have to find an opportunity to show goodwill to Mr. Ma.

Under the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Lu Xuan smiled and said, "Since Lord Wan invited me so kindly, I'm disrespectful."

Everyone was shocked, but they sneered again. The songs that were sung by such rough people were probably like howling ghosts and wolves.

Everyone still looked down on Lu Xuan, waiting for him to make a fool of himself - "Ahem!"

Lu Xuan cleared his throat, and finally, he slowly opened his mouth and sang in a very vicissitudes of voice: You and I are all ordinary people, and I are born in the world and run hard all day long. I have no time to have idle. Since I am not a fairy, I will inevitably have distracting thoughts and morality on both sides. The word "right" is so many men in the middle. When I get angry, I have many beautiful women in the forest. It has become a part of the flying swallow. Life is so short, why bother to fall in love? Who would you call for injustice to ask when you have seen it? For the sake of people, this world has a dream-loving face. Is it even a spring - a novel song, a heroic and hoarse voice. This song seems to have sing the vicissitudes of the world in the tune that everyone has never heard before, and it seems to have sing the vicissitudes of the world, and it is like singing the heroic passion of a hero, which makes people feel the helplessness of life.

What is even more unbelievable is that those who have heard it once couldn't help but feel catchy. It was so rhyme and so beautiful! It's so wonderful! Everyone's hearts were surging like the sea, and they were extremely excited.

At this moment, Cihu Lake was terrifyingly quiet, as if a needle fell, and it could be heard.

"You and I are all ordinary people. We live in the world, and we are struggling all day long and we are not idle for a moment. Since we are not immortals, we will inevitably have distracting thoughts. We put morality on both sides and put the word "profit" in the middle.

How many men are angry about beauty, how many birds in the same forest have become flying geese——” How many jokes, how many helplessness are vividly revealed on the paper, and the last few sentences: “When did you ever see that this world has a dream-making face for people to change, is it even if it has spring?"

But it makes people think deeply, which is the finishing touch. When complaining about the past, we still have to live, face every day, and live actively.

While everyone was feeling, someone was crying secretly, as if he had thought of something unforgettable - it has to be admitted that Lu Xuan conquered everyone with a song "Song of Mortals".

"The tune of this song is pleasant and pleasant. The lyrics are not only grand, but also spiritual, and they are also very pleasant," said Master Wan murmuring to himself, still singing the shocking song.

In fact, Lu Xuan is a little incomplete in tone, and his worst attitude is to sing. However, this "mortal song" is interpreted in his hoarse and vicissitudes of voice, which is definitely as if tailor-made for him, and it is sings very interesting.

Originally, he despised the young men and ladies who looked like a vulgar man, but he really didn't expect that he would sing such a different song. The people were excited, but they were filled with emotion. What a strange song, what a strange song.

"Sing all the vicissitudes of life, all the love and hate in the world, good songs, good songs!"

An old man stroked his gray beard and sighed: "Young master is very knowledgeable and can produce such wonderful lyrics and music. I admire him."

Even the old man praised him, and the others were even more amazed.

“We’ve never heard this kind of song!”

"Yes, such a good song should be extremely popular. I think it should be written by this young master."

"—" Everyone was talking about it. Without asking Lu Xuan, they already thought that this song was written by Lu Xuan himself.

"Young Master Gao Cai!"

Everyone clasped their fists at Lu Xuan, and they all admired each other and were provoked.

Even if Lu Xuan was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush. What he thought to himself was, is this okay?

Penglai Fairy Island is indeed isolated from the world. They must have never heard of "The Song of Mortals".

Feeling the admiring eyes of the people around him, Lu Xuan wished he could have a song "Swords Like Dreams". At that time, he would be even more amazing and admired by thousands of people.

But it’s better to stop when you see it. You can’t show off too much! Master Wan looked at Lu Xuan, and there was a strange light in his eyes. All he thought of was Lu Xuan standing at the bow of the boat just now, with a passionate look.

Feeling the look of Lord Wan’s eyes, Lu Xuan felt a little guilty.

Because Master Wan has been to Beijing and Xiangjiang, but she has been in a hurry, so she probably won’t have heard this old song, right?

Everyone praised Lu Xuan with a look of respect. As for Ma Renping, his face was almost green.

Ma Renping and others were waiting for Lu Xuan to make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that he would make a big splash, and the song was written by him himself.
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