Hearing this sentence, Xu Fo and Li Zhenli were not willing to let him go. They both stepped forward and stopped him from both sides.

Xu Fo touched his body and said softly: "Young Master Qian may not be a joke, right?"

"I dare not say that it's really clear, but I just gain something." Qian Yiqun pretended to be humble.

"Please tell me to find out." Li Zhenli said.

Xu Fo secretly called out that she had already figured out Qian Yiqun's temper. He might be able to give him some face when he was soft-working. If he was tough, he might be harder than you.

Sure enough, Qian Yiqun asked in a clean and neat way: "Why?"

Yes, why?

I am not a disciple of you Yiyinglou. If you have something to do with you, it is also a relationship between consumers and service providers. Why do you want me to express your thoughts?

Xu Fo stared at the junior sister dissatisfiedly and said to Qian Yiqun: "My junior sister is such a person, so don't take it to heart."

Qian Yiqun didn't even look at Li Zhenli, and said to Xu Fo: "Mama Xu, please leave your left and right, I'll just talk to you for a few words."

Li Zhenli was secretly annoyed, but she couldn't speak. She had a long history of being a talented man and hero, a peddler, and a noble man... Even if she wanted to say something pleasing, she didn't know what to say.

Xu Fojiao smiled and said, "Young Master is really right. Have you ever lost your identity when you are calculating with the little girls like us?"

"What is my identity? I'm just a servant." Qian Yiqun refused to take the trap at all.

"Oh," Xu Fo swung his hand towel and threw Qian Yiqun's face with a fragrant powder. "Young master's talent and courage are so brave. Why are you so humble? Zhenli, don't you admire such a young hero who is so talented or arrogant and has a very courageous? Why can't you even say something today? Could it be that you are confused when you see Mr. Qian?"

Li Zhenli responded with a reply, but said in her heart: I have been practicing Bing Xin Art since I was a child, and it is this cold temperament. If you don’t say it, don’t blame me for being tough!

"If she wants to listen, I have a request." Qian Yiqun stood with his hands behind his back, "Let me have a dance."

"What's the difficulty!" Li Zhenli breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself: I thought he was going to make some excessive requests, but this matter was nothing.

Qihong Xiaozhu said it was a small building, but it was actually not small at all. There were four gardens on the left and right, corresponding to the four seasons. It was early autumn now, and Xu Fo and Li Zhenli invited Qian Yiqun to come in and the two sent the disciples away and invited Qian Yiqun to the water pavilion of the autumn courtyard.

Yang Ai followed Xu Fo, and saw that Xu Fo had no objection, he felt relieved.

Qian Yiqun followed the maid leading the way, and saw that he had cleaned up along the way and planted many precious trees and flowers, which were deeply rooted in the meditation of winding paths. He walked to a tall magnolia tree, and the large magnolia flowers on it had not yet been destroyed, leaving a residual fragrance.

"This is the lotus magnolia I bought from the Thais." Li Zhenli was a little impatient and urged money to leave quickly in disguise, and there would be a time to enjoy the flowers in the future.

At that time, the Ming people called Europe the Taixi, and this magnolia was a precious tree species brought by European missionaries, worth a thousand gold.

Qian Yiqun remembered the street trees in front of his house in his previous life. In summer, he often sat under the shade of the tree with the adults at home to cool off. After Li Zhenli urged him, he lost the interest in memories and accelerated his pace slightly.

After two more turns, Qian Yiqun's eyes lit up, and his face suddenly became bright, and water vapor rushed over. It turned out to be a large pond, the size of acre of land, almost a small lake.

The Taihu Lake rocks stand on the bank of the pond, and a curved bridge breaks into the center of the pond. At the end is a brick and wood water pavilion.

There were vines on the top of the water pavilion, and the hanging branches were like curtains, and they swung slightly in the water and wind.

Qian Yiqun walked across the Quqiao and entered the water pavilion.

The maids on both sides cleaned the stone bench and asked Qian Yi to sit down.

Qian Yiqun touched the railings near the lake with his hand, without any dust, and said, "I'll just sit here, the beautiful scenery can be collected at a glance."

This ridge is a good fragrant wood with two layers of upper and lower layers. One inside and one outside is staggered. People sit on the stone bench below and lean up. The body naturally tilted, just like a beautiful woman with graceful figure and beautiful curves. Therefore, Jiangnan people are also called "beauty loom". It is also commonly known as "gooseneck chair", but it means that it is curved like a goose's neck.

Qian Yiqun doesn't like to sit and stand up the most. After leaning on it, he suddenly relaxed all over. It might be a big deal to fall into the eyes of the old scholar.

Xu Fo came over, sat down gently under Mr. Qian, covered his mouth and smiled, "In the future, this waist will be called 'gentleman'."

Li Zhenli didn't like her senior sister so flatteringly and said, "Will you start now?"

Qian Yiqun enjoyed the flattery of this charming beauty. The iceberg beauty danced with a sword, raised her chin and nodded, and squinted her eyes and said OK.

Li Zhenli immediately dispersed all the people and others, took a ribbon from her disciple, wrapped it around her waist, and immediately showed her slim waist.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but feel his mind swayed. Although he thought he had not revealed any appearance of Pig Brother, he was already taken in his eyes by Xu Fo who was as careful as his hair.

Li Zhenli lit the door with her sword, and she didn't want to accompany her. A cold light flashed in her hand and the sword was unsheathed.

This sword dance was just an ordinary dance at first, just because Li Zhenli was far beyond ordinary people and could turn her body in an incredible place, which was amazing.

After dancing for three sections, the man and the sword merged into one. In the entire water pavilion, there was only the sword light and no human beings were seen.

Qian Yiqun was in awe, put away the appearance of a slut, and sat upright and watched carefully.

In a moment, Li Zhenli and Jian separated again.

Qian Yiqun saw a white smudge in front of him. There was only the hem of the shaking skirt in the whole place. Manli's figure actually completely hid the sword light without revealing it. He recalled the situation when he observed the sword formation that day and said intimately, "It turns out that the first ancestor is of the same origin. Although the forms of expression are very different, it is no different in the restraint and release of the sword intent." He also became more determined to see Zhu Zhishan's cursive script before, and knew that he had not gone astray.

Li Zhenli was hiding the sword light, but the sword intent could not be hidden. With the erect trigger, a faint sword energy was still emitted from her body. This is a sign of her internal cultivation, not the ordinary martial artist's stupid skill in using the sword in vain. This trace of spiritual aggregate emits like light and fog, which adds a layer of awe to the eyes of people with cultivation.

After the sword dance ended, Qian Yiqun stood up and stroking his hands and praised: "It turns out that he is Xu's junior sister!"

Li Zhenli is more than ten years younger than Xu Fo. Her master passed away earlier. Thanks to Xu Fo's teaching this sect skills, she said she was sisters and more like a master and apprentice. She could also enjoy it when she heard it. She took off the ribbon from her waist, picked up a corner, gently wiped away the sweat from her temples, and said, "It's all right now."

Qian Yiqun shook his head: "I have some insights in Li's mother's dance. If it is convenient, I still want to see Xu's mother's skills."

Xu Fo giggled and said, "It's rare that Mr. Qian is in a good mood today. I should have put forward all my skills to make the young master comment. But the young master used "Sword Huntuo" to sway my family's appetite, and it's really hard to concentrate on dancing."

"The more exquisite you dance, the more subtle the true meaning of "Sword Huntuo" will be. You must know that you must not lose the opportunity and never come again." Qian Yiqun shook his head and said with a smile. This is not a trick to trick Xu Fo into dancing, but although he has a general idea in his heart, he can still say something, but he always has a feeling that he has not yet understood.

Just like Zhang Sengyou painted a dragon, his claws, scales and horns were all vivid and wonderful, but he almost finished the highlight, and he always felt that it was a fake dragon.

When watching Li Zhenli dance with her sword, Qian Yiqun already had a "Dragon God". Maybe after watching Xu Fo's sword dance, the final finishing touch was also available.

Xu Fo walked to the center of the water pavilion with suspicion, shook his hand, but took out two fans, and opened them with his right hand and his left hand. He raised his chest and raised his buttocks and slapped his body.

When form comes, the meaning comes.

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