Jiang Yulang found that the thigh he wanted to hug was probably a little problem.

Some things can only be understood when you see them when you are on the scene. Those rumors in the world cannot be believed.

He and Tie Pinggu were placed in the valley by Luo Feiyu. Just like an ordinary couple, Jiang Yulang did the work of Luo Feiyu taking care of herbs before, while Tie Pinggu took the initiative to go to the restaurant to help Li Dazui cook.

The usual days in the Valley of the Wicked are originally ordinary and simple.

But the people around them are really not simple.

The old man next door who was selling vinegar all day long was Lao Xi, a "virginity jar" who was terrified of the world twenty years ago; the thin man with a broken arm across the door was Song San, the famous "thunder knife" in the past; the cunning young shopkeeper with extremely flexible eyes diagonally opposite the corner was Sima Yan, the "sword of the intestine"...

Any inconspicuous person here will bring bloody storms.

Compared with them, Wan Zhanqiu's big house filled with herbs, stoves and copper pots on all sides is simply the ridiculous and cuteest place in the valley.

Who would have thought that there would be a good person in the Valley of Wicked People who will save the world and live?

Jiang Yulang calmly inquired with the evil people and had basically figured out the details of the master of Wan Gu. She was picked up by the original owner of the pharmacy when she was a teenager. She saved her life and kept it in the valley. Later, Wan Chunliu took Yan Nantian away and she became the only doctor in the valley.

As for the rumor that the Miao Monk Wuhua entered the valley not long ago, she actually picked it up from a sandstorm when she went out to collect herbs. She was already stupid when she brought it back and she couldn't even recognize her biological mother.

Wan Zhanqiu inherited Wan Chunliu's medical skills and was the biggest reliance of the Evil Valley. In this difficult time, no one wanted to be the leader of the evil people to be pushed out to block the arrows. The evil people thought of her and surrounded her and became the master of the valley.

In Jiang Yulang's eyes, Wan Zhanqiu, who was named the Valley Master, had become the most incompetent person in the entire Evil Valley.

She was sold and helped her count the money. She was deceived by the evil people. She was like a poor little fool who was valued and used for medical treatment.

This gentle, kind, beautiful and generous single and stupid beauty grew up in the Valley of the Evil, and was asked to meet him. What isn’t this a gift from God?

Jiang Yulang just laughed out loud when he thought about it.

He had already made other plans. The biggest weakness of the Evil Valley was actually Wan Zhanqiu. As long as he could make the Lord of Wan Valley happy - just like he used to deceive Xiao Mimi back then - Wan Zhanqiu was devoted to him, and the Evil Valley could not lack this doctor. He always obeyed Wan Zhanqiu. Under her coercion, wouldn't the real power of the Evil Valley fall into his hands?

The forces in the Evil Valley are much more powerful than those in the Yihua Palace and the Shenshui Palace.

Those places for growing flowers and grass established by weak women are no more than the evil spirits who kill people without blinking in the valley of the Evil.

If he becomes the master of the valley, even if he is a son, Jiang Biehe, he will be respectful to him.

Jiang Yulang was not impatient. He thought that as long as he thought, there was no woman in the world that he couldn't handle. Especially Wan Zhanqiu was even more simple and unprepared than Tie Pinggu, and this kindness was simply too easy to use.

He was dedicated and responsible as a gentle, considerate and patient hardworking boy, and he often revealed some careful care to Master Wan Gu from time to time. However, in just a few days, he became Miss Wan's close friend.

But it wasn't entirely smooth either, because there was someone who was a little in the way for him.

After Wan Zhanqiu finished cooking herbs and practicing acupuncture every day, he would talk to the monk Wuhua about the ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although Jiang Yulang has been influenced a lot since he was a child, compared with the famous monk, the ink in his belly is too far inferior to the ink in his stomach.

He intended to show it in front of the valley master, but when he saw Wan Zhanqiu's admiration for the monk, he felt that this man's bald head was even more eye-catching than the sun above his head.

So he could only think of other ways to attract Wan Zhanqiu's attention, such as taking the initiative to devote himself to him as a target for acupuncture practice.

"...No, you should concentrate when using the pen. Every pause and every line is expressed. Although your characters are neat and beautiful, they are not the way of calligraphy. There is no energy or spirit in it. What are you thinking when you write?"

Luo Feiyu was like a student scolded by a teacher. He bulged his cheeks and looked silently at the ground on one side, shrank his neck and looked obedient and obedient.

He didn't know any calligraphy. The characters he wrote in the system, regardless of the official script, regular script, running script, were all templates that seemed to be printed out, and naturally there was no change in light and gravity. The beauty was beautiful enough, but Luo Feiyu didn't need to use his brain at all when using the pen. Of course, no matter how he wrote, he looked lifeless.

If he really wants to write this himself, it will be even worse than a dog crawling, so he will not break his personality.

At least now, if an outsider looks like he will praise his calligraphy as a heroic Tang Dynasty.

Wuhua supported her forehead and said helplessly: "Sometimes I doubt whether Miss Wan had engraved all the ancient monuments of her ancestors in her mind. When writing, she would have the same details as she wrote, otherwise the details of how to write the word "capital" are exactly the same."

Luo Feiyu secretly stuck out his tongue, turned his head very quickly to hold his gentle and patient face and replied: "If the predecessors can be regarded as everyone, they have their own cleverness. I understand that my roots and bones are not as qualified as Yan Sheng, so how can I be embarrassed to change the cleverness of others into vulgarity?"

"It's unreasonable." Wuhua exposed Luo Feiyu's laziness without any mercy.

"I see that Sister Qiu's name is Xiongxiu and dignified, with subtle characters inside and magnificent characters outside, and has a great style. With the eyes of ordinary people like us, she is already the best." Jiang Yulang said with a smile.

Luo Feiyu almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly blinked and smiled at him: "It's rare that there is a Bole to know the goods. If you like it, I'll print it for you... Wow, write ten or eight pieces to frame it for you." The printed font can be praised like this, Jiang Yulang is so stupid and cute.

Wuhua walked around the two of them with a faint look, then stopped on the familiar light in Luo Feiyu's eyes for a few seconds, slowly shook his head and stood up: "Since Miss Wan is not sincere in studying from me, I will say goodbye today."

Luo Feiyu was slightly stunned. He was about to reach out to grab him, but Wuhua walked faster than Fei, so he asked him to catch him.

Luo Feiyu was not angry and complained in his heart: The bald donkey who was confused about the charm! But he still showed some frustration and grievance on his face to show Jiang Yulang.

Jiang Yulang was at the right time and caring: "Sister Qiu doesn't have to be discouraged. Although I am not good at this, if you want to practice calligraphy, I can still practice with you for a happy time."

Luo Feiyu glanced at him, threw away his brush and said, "Forget it, I'm lost interest today, it's better not to practice." He turned and smiled and stared at Jiang Yulang: "You little guy's mouth is sweet, as if you have smeared honey."

Jiang Yulang lowered his head with a blushing face, but once he buried it, his innocent appearance became another cunning and insidious face.

His eyes accidentally fell on the snow phoenix ice king flute on Luo Feiyu's waist. The flute was exquisitely crafted. He had only glanced at it from a distance before, but now he looked close to it and was attracted unconsciously.

Luo Feiyu raised his eyebrows, pulled out the flute and turned around in his palm, "What? Do you think of my big flute?"

Jiang Yulang quickly waved his hand and said he didn't dare.

Luo Feiyu said lightly: "This snow phoenix ice king flute is made of the green spirit bamboo grown in the ten thousand years of ice cave in Kunlun Mountains. It is made of Qixiu's instrument based on the mold of the egret frost emperor flute. It is so precious. It is not that I am stingy and unwilling to give you a closer look, but that this flute belongs to the Lord of the Evil Valley. Do you understand?"

Jiang Yulang's expression suddenly shook, "But the Qixiu, who was born as a confidante of the master?"

Luo Feiyu smiled and said, "That's right. Unfortunately, when I came back from picking up the sex, the man was already dead. I buried the man and picked up the little monk. Look at how he listened to me now. In fact, it was because I saved him. He couldn't lose his temper with me and had to follow me in everything."

No matter how many times Jiang Yulang listened to it, he would think the name "Jie Se" was very funny. He forced himself to laugh and asked in confusion: "Then what is the relationship between this flute and the identity of the Valley Master?"

Luo Feiyu made a serious fool: "Seeing this flute is like seeing the master of the valley. I know that at your age, I must have never heard of the legacy of the Snow Demon King. He was the master of the former Evil Valley... Anyway, this thing is of great significance and is considered a token of the Evil Valley."

Jiang Yulang couldn't help but look at the white flute a few more times.

So... whoever holds this flute is the lord of the Valley of the Wicked?

He suppressed his mind and his palms were so nervous that he sweated.

Luo Feiyu looked around mysteriously and whispered: "The real magic of this flute is..."

Jiang Yulang obediently approached the past.

Luo Feiyu suddenly handed the flute to him, "You try to blow it yourself."

Jiang Yulang was shocked and subconsciously felt that it was a fraud. He could not tell whether Wan Zhanqiu's smile was tempting or pure, as if he felt that the woman in front of him became unfathomable for a moment.

He had many thoughts in his mind, and he took the flute with a stiff smile, and played it carefully and carefully: "Is it...so?"

The moment the sound of the flute sounded, snowflakes suddenly floated around him.

"You also know that the valley master is going to retreat, but in fact, as long as I play the song on the top of the mountain, few people will dare to come up and fight with me."

Jiang Yulang: “…”

The last trace of defense against Wan Zhanqiu was also cleared.

This horse-trapping method is the profound internal strength of this! It is simply a trick to deceive people!!

This Wan Zhanqiu is a martial arts trash, only knows medical skills, and is foolish and sweet and empty-handed by the evil people in the valley.

She was clever and thought that her martial arts skills had deceived the evil people, but she was so stupid that she told him the secret of the Snow Phoenix Bing King Di herself!

The smile on Jiang Yulang's face became brighter and brighter.

The Evil Valley is nothing in his pocket! He has seen the day when he took the position of the Valley Master and ordered all evil people not long ago!

The author has something to say: Note: The legacy of the Snow Demon King, the master of the Three Evil Gu Valley, because a flute slogan who heard the slogans of the sound of the sound of the soul was heartbroken, and he was called the Flute of the Demon King... The Flute of the Snow Phoenix Ice King was once owned by him. [Although Lao Wang only knew that sentence, he actually heard it very well after hearing it too much... [Dog Head

By the way, there is a small trick to the special effect of the big flute. Right-click to use the big flute and go from menopause, and then break the reading bar, and you can blow and keep blowing... The power is not inferior to Lao Wang 233333
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