"You have to remember that although Mr.
Liu is a bit more straightforward, he is one of our biggest financial backers.
Don't act petty in front of him."
Shang Yiwen was very fed up with the endless chatter of the old madam, but he still said with a smile on his face: "Mom, I know Mr.
Liu's character best, so don't worry."
"Yes, our etiquette is the most beautiful, but you have a little face.
If you cry, Mr.
Liu's heart will be broken."
The old madam also smiled, but when she was about to arrive, she couldn't help but whispered: "Although Young Master Liu has you at the forefront of his mind, this time he also brought a friend.
I heard that he is a nobleman from the north.
You should serve him well and ask him to come to our place often.
Remember Is it done?”
When Shang Yiwen heard this, his expression changed slightly at first, and then a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He nodded to the madam, opened the door and walked in.
He saw a fat man wearing gold and silver, wearing a rich body, and a handsome man.
Young people in colorful clothes listen to ditties.
As soon as the fat man saw Shang Yiwen, he immediately jumped up from his chair and trotted to Shang Yiwen, smiling so hard that his fat faces were so crowded that he couldn't even see his eyes: "Yiwen, you are finally here, you are I don’t know, I’ve been missing you so much these days.”
"Mr.
Liu, you are too close."
Shang Yiwen stretched out his slender fingers and put them in front of Mr.
Liu.
His words seemed to be rejection, but they also seemed to be coquettish.
Mr.
Liu naturally held her hand in his hand.
Shang Yiwen's hand was beautiful, with ten slender jade fingers, full fingertips, and soft and fair skin.
Every time he held it in his hand, Mr.
Liu couldn't help but think, How would it feel if I were caressed by these hands?
"Mr.
Liu" Shang Yiwen seemed to retreat shyly, but his voice was gentle and charming.
Hearing this, Mr.
Liu's whole body softened.
He felt a ball of desire burning in his chest, but he still remembered that there was someone beside him, so he took a deep breath.
After a while, he turned around and looked towards The young man who was sitting drinking alone introduced: "Come on, Yiwen, this is my good friend.
Today I made a bet with him, saying that we Jiangnan women are more versatile than the noble girls in the north.
Yiwen, you have Show off all your talents and let him take a good look."
When Shang Yiwen came here, he paid great attention to the young man in gorgeous clothes.
The young man had a different face, but he was full of vitality and had great intelligence.
He was obviously a cultivator, and his cultivation level was not bad.
If he could be the same as His joy is also a good benefit to Shang Yiwen.
The smile on his face couldn't help but become a little genuine.
He walked forward, picked up the cup, and brewed a pot of fragrant tea.
He poured out two cups, handed one cup to the young man and one cup to Mr.
Liu's hand.
Then he lowered his eyebrows and smiled. , smoothed the hair on the ears and temples, and whispered softly: "I dare to ask this young master what kind of talent he wants to show in etiquette, whether it is music, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing, dancing, tea and wine?"
"What are you best at?"
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The corners of the young man's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Shang Yiwen's smile became even brighter.
She could clearly see that there was a bit of obsession in the young man's eyes.
"Master, what do you want to see?
If you don't give up, how about Yiwen making tea and playing the piano for him?"
Shang Yiwen's eyes flashed with wisps of spiritual light.
His original pure and cold temperament with a charming temperament suddenly became holy. , like a blooming lotus, showing unparalleled charm.
Mr.
Liu beside him couldn't help but fell into intoxication, and after the young man persisted for a moment, he couldn't help but his eyes were blurred, and he replied in a low voice: "Then I'll help you, Miss."
Shangyi Wenlian moved lightly and came to the piano table next to her.
She knelt down Yingying and plucked the strings with both hands.
The faint sound of the piano sounded, like clouds in the sky and the mortal world in the world, chaotic and chaotic.
Unified, invisible energy rose from Shang Yiwen's body and slowly fell on the man in gorgeous clothes.
Not only were we in the boat, but the faces of the middle-aged men next door changed slightly when they heard the sound of the piano.
They wanted to take action, but when they remembered the purpose of their visit this time, they were forced to do so.
Hold it still.
Shang Yiwen played the piano with both hands faster and faster, but the sound of the piano became more and more ethereal.
Everyone in the small room fell into the dream she weaved.
Mr.
Liu could not help but slumped on the table, and his whole body was full of energy.
The control escaped and was absorbed by Shang Yiwen along with the sound of the piano.
Although Mr.
Huafu's cultivation was not bad, his five senses were confused at the moment.
He relied on instinct and realized something was wrong.
He blinked hard and his eyes regained some clarity.
However, this short period of clarity could not resist the erosion of the music.
Like the gurgling sound of the piano, it constantly aroused the desire in his heart, and the originally impregnable Yuan Jing began to relax.
Just when the young man was about to fall, he suddenly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, his pupils turned into a silvery white color.
His originally ordinary face showed a strange beauty under the background of these eyes.
He stared at Shang Yiwen said with a smile: "The world of mortals is like a prison, the Holy Mother descended from heaven, she is not stained or pure, the lotus grows by itself, and the white lotus magic method is really there.
I really have the essence of the wonderful appearance of heaven and man."
Frightened by the changes in the young man, Shang Yiwen's hands playing the piano could not stop, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
After hearing Li Haocheng's words, she raised her hand again, and several sound blades flew out.
"Is this what Mother Wu Sheng taught you?"
The young man smiled, stretched out his left hand, five rays of white light fell, and lotuses bloomed, holding the sound blade coming towards him, looking at Shang Yiwen with a half-smile, There was a hint of spiritual light in the corners of his eyes.
"Tell me, as a preparatory saint of the White Lotus Sect, why do you come to a dirty place like Huafang?"
“Of course it’s to welcome the advent of Our Lady” "Is the Holy Mother no longer mortal?"
"The Holy Mother returned to her hometown of Vacuum a thousand years ago.
We only reconnected ten years ago.
This is why we came to Yuhang City this time."
Before Shang Yiwen could say anything, he heard the sound of broken boards, and then three people suddenly rushed out, Two of them rushed towards Shang Yiwen like hungry tigers.
One came down from above and hit the young man's head with a palm.
Being interrupted like this, Shang Yiwen suddenly regained consciousness.
She moved lightly with lotus steps, and there were lotus flowers blooming under her feet.
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When the lotus flowers opened and closed, she avoided the people who rushed towards her, and then pointed at the young man as if she was a ghost and said: " Who are you?
The Immaculate White Lotus Technique is the supreme and wonderful method of my divine religion.
Why can you do it too?"
"When did I cast the Immaculate White Lotus Technique?"
The young man laughed, and moved in the same way, similar to Shang Yiwen's footwork, avoiding the palms falling from the sky, staring at Shang Yiwen and smiling: "It's not always you.
Show it?"
After saying that, the lotus around Li Haocheng suddenly shone brightly.
The moonlight circulated and smoke surrounded him.
A ghost suddenly jumped out and was covered by the light.
It didn't even have time to scream.
As the lotus withered, it turned into little streams of light. , disappearing between heaven and earth.
"Flowers bloom and fall, tranquility breeds.
Who are you?"
Shang Yiwen felt that he was going crazy.
The methods used by the other party again and again all had the shadow of his own sect
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