The hatred between these brothers is much larger than that of outsiders. This is the case with the big family. It seems strange, but it is very common.

"Hahaha, let's continue drinking without mentioning these annoying legitimate descendants! Drink!"

"That's right, that's right, I won't go home if I'm drunk!"

"Hehe, let me tell you that today, there is another music master, a beautiful neodymium, right here [Yunyue Tower]."

"Really?" Qi Sen's eyes lit up even more angry.

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next door.

Gao Fan became extremely puzzled.

It is normal for these illegitimate sons to be jealous of the legitimate sons and curse him. However, what puzzled Gao Fan was the content: Qi Nan's father was furious and even cursed Qi Nan. He said that Qi Nan had traveled to the north at such a moment and did not increase his power to the family. Indeed, from a normal perspective:

Thirteen Islands just ended, and Dan Tai Lan and the disciples of several other big families all showed their trophy, and Jiujiang Pavilion was famous.

However, Qi Nan, you, a kid, are known as the first sword cultivator of the younger generation, have now gone to the north. When you come back, the daylily will be cold!

The head of the Qi family didn't like Qi Nan at first, so he cursed at home, which made Qi Sen feel very happy.

"But...he's dead."

What's going on?

Even if the Qi family wants to temporarily cover up the news of Qi Nan's death, they are still looking for Qi Nan's bones. However, there is no need to hide it from Qi Sen. If Qi Nan dies, Qi Sen and his mother, the concubine of the head of the family, will laugh so hard that their cheeks will hurt! Qi Sen can finally be the young master!

However, the situation in front of him was that Qi Sen had no idea about Qi Nan's death at all.

"This?!" Gao Fan frowned into the character "Sichuan".

He knew that what he was vaguely worried about seemed to have really happened, and the phantoms in the nightmare were not nothingness.

At this moment, next door: Gao Fan's room was in the middle, to the east was a room that had been booked by a group of second-generation ancestors of Qisen, and to the west, another guest seemed to have come. The madam's affairs were even more respectful. With a wave of his hand, he had already brought the best food and drinks. The madam muttered in her heart: Why is this master here?

A high-level monk cannot be messed with... But he always has on credit!

A middle-aged man walked into the room. His figure was extremely tall, his muscles were bulging, and he was very majestic. But his hair was disheveled, especially his sideburns, and he should not be as white as his age. He had a down-and-out atmosphere. At this time, the middle-aged man just shouted: "Come on wine! The best wine!"

"Ahem, Senior Zhu," the madam hesitated, "Is this, right? Let's settle the previous accounts first?"

"Well, it's the end of the year." The tall monk waved his hand.

"Senior, what I'm talking about is the account I made last year."

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Gao Fan didn't care about the room in the west, the middle-aged guest. In confusion, he continued to listen to the words of a group of second-generation ancestors, hoping to find some valuable clues from it. The Qi family mansion could not be entered, and Qi Sen was indeed the only breakthrough. But the group of people began to talk about ghosts and said that the ancient battlefield of [King of Wei] was the most

A terrifying [Blood Demon] has appeared recently, and he likes to devour the brains of monks.

In the world of the Southern Barbarians, they are all savages who eat soft people, and they specially choose fair-skinned neodymium, and then cook and eat them.

"A recent evil cultivator has appeared! He specializes in eating fingers! He likes the most to cook fingers!"

I heard the beauties very scared and tried hard to get into their arms.

"Hehe, despicable!" Gao Fan smiled slightly and said, "The next time I meet Dan Tai Lan and Murong Li, I will use this method."

Tell a ghost story.

There was chaos next door, and many ancient paintings were taken out. Although they were all useless, they still had a third understanding of antiques and antiques. After all, they were from a big family and were influenced by their eyes and eyesight. So, an antique businessman with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was called, and the merchant began to bulge his tongue and talk about how good this ancient painting was:

"Look, this tiger enters the forest map."

"Look at this tiger, lifelike and domineering; you look at the ink-colored bamboo forest, elegant and elegant, it's really amazing." The merchant picked up the wine, drank it in one gulp, and said, "Young Master Qi, this painting only takes five thousand spirit stones, how about you?"

"Five Thousand Spirit Stones?" The half-drunk Qi Sen said angrily: "Are you a sucker when you are this young master?"

"That's right, that's it." A second-generation ancestor next to him shouted: "Just subtract one zero directly, it's almost the same!"

"Are you talking about the Five Elements Spirit Stone?"

"Go to you, I'm talking about the White Spirit Stone."

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At this moment, an accident happened.

Suddenly, from a distance, a sound of piano resounded throughout the inner building: In fact, the sound of piano was not too loud. However, when the girl started playing the piano, one room followed another, suddenly became quiet. Whether it was drinking wine or talking about things, everyone kept quiet.

Finally, the melodious sound of the piano naturally resounded throughout the attic.

At this moment, the girls in the arms of several young masters showed extremely jealous expressions. Qi Sen and others were jealous of the legitimate young masters of Qi Nan, but they also had jealous objects of the women in the brothel. The sound of the piano was extremely melodious, sometimes as if the spring and snow were white, making people feel a sense of admiration;

Sometimes it is almost like a man from the mountain village, like an ordinary boy riding on the back of a cow and blowing the sound of a flute. People's moods are constantly changing, as if they are from the mountains to the countryside, from the world of cultivation for thousands of miles, to every flower and tree, and unknowingly, they are intoxicated.

"Yeah, it's interesting." Gao Fan took a sip of wine and nodded.

You are just incomplete tone, and you still enjoy the music?

"No, no!" First of all, Gao Fan has learned music recently, and it is naturally much better than before. The ancient book I bought from the night market of Huaishui League is really good; secondly, Gao Fan's powerful spiritual sense discovered magical sound waves. It was not a sound wave attack, but a guqin emitting red sound waves, which made people intoxicated.

The sound of the piano emitted a series of light red sound waves, echoing throughout Yunyue Tower. For a moment, Gao Fan put down the elbows and Qi Sen put down the antiques; Wang Shuo put down the wine glass, and only the middle-aged uncle next door was still motionless: the high-level monk lacked an ear.

A middle-aged monk with one ear.

But the one ear should not be the middle-aged uncle's appreciation of the rhythm. At this time, he began to shake his head and his long white hair on his temples kept floating.

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Everyone was intoxicated, and the entire Yunyue Tower became quiet.

Finally, a quarter of an hour later, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Within a quarter of an hour, these guests did not make too many sounds. It was as if in a concert, countless audiences were obsessed with listening to the master playing on the stage, intoxicated. However, there were no concerts in this year and in the past; the girl playing the guqin did not have the noble status of a musician.

She is just a woman who is wandering around in the dust.

Finally, the guqin was finished, and the middle-aged merchants applauded. Suddenly, Liu Shiyun smiled and nodded, let the maid take the reward, and walked downstairs. The maid's eyes lit up when she saw Liu Shiyun. Because of this musical master, Yunyuelou's business has been better recently. It would be great that she could stay for a longer time.

"It's a pity that I'm not my girl." The madam lamented in her heart.

"Otherwise let her pick up the customer..."

Liu Shiyun walked up to everyone, and she was wearing a long red dress: bright red, which made her skin look like snow and clear. The skin was like white jade, shining under the light; the girl in red had delicate facial features, fair skin, bright eyes were like two stars, and her small melon-shaped face made people feel like "I feel pity for you."

On the red long skirt, there were small cherry blossoms embroidered: the smiling girl also seemed to be in full bloom with a big red cherry blossom, which seemed to smell the charming fragrance.

The girl with red cherry blossoms was holding a guqin in her arms, as if the music was still echoing.

But it was this beautiful scene that was immediately interrupted by a waste!

Qi Sen is indeed a waste and a concubine's son, but he is the favorite son of the head of the Qi family! But the young master is not him. The depression in his heart seems to be only mellow wine and beauty can resolve it. At this time, Qi Nan, who was drunk, suddenly saw Liu Shiyun leaving.

"Haha, beauty, come on!" Qi Nan kicked the green-clothed beauty beside him, and immediately rushed out of his room and headed towards Liu Shiyun.

The beauty like a red cherry blossom was startled and quickly took a step away from Qi Sen's wolf claws. Liu Shiyun obviously knew Qi Sen, and she gave a slight salute at this time. Suddenly, the two big ones seemed to be gently squeezed, revealing a ravine of a rice man. Liu Shiyun said: "It turns out to be Mr. Qi... You are drunk."

"That's it." Gao Fan next door said jealously: "Your big hand is there to the ink."

On the red skirt are Feng Yu's two misfortunes. Liu Shiyun is about ten years old and looks three points more mature than Mu Qiaoqiao's girl. At this time, her expression changed slightly, but she still kept a smile.

"Hahaha," Qi Sen smiled, drunkenly, making him look at the beautiful neodymium in his red dress and feel like his heart is on fire. He said proudly: "I know I am Mr. Qi, hehe, don't come here yet!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Liu Shiyun again!

Liu Shiyun was shocked, and she avoided Qi Sen again: Qi Sen is a guy with poor cultivation and his steps are weak. If he is drunk, he may fall down if he pushes him. Liu Shiyun said in his mouth: "Second Master Qi, you are drunk. Last year, I also played the piano for Qi Grand Master Qi in Jiankang, so I asked the second master not to do this."
Chapter completed!