Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Seeing that Baili Dongjun was not getting the message, Lei Mengsha quickly winked at Baili Dongjun.

How could Li Xinyue not know Lei Mengsha's tricks? With an expressionless face, she struck Lei Mengsha's knee hard with the sword in her hand!

"Snapped!"

Lei Mengsha's legs went weak and he fell to his knees!

"Master Lei, when are you going to come next time?" Li Xinyue looked like she was about to kill someone, and Lei Mengsha turned pale.

Baili Dongjun whispered in Sikong Changfeng's ear:

"See... this is the result of marrying too young!"

The two watched as Li Xinyue dragged Lei Mengsha, who was begging for mercy, out of Baihua Tower...

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Two greenhorns, you look at me, I look at you... I don't know what to do for a moment.

Just as the two brothers were hesitating, the melodious sound of the guqin from behind the gauze curtains upstairs entered the ears of the guests in Baihua Tower.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melancholy, as if there is endless longing and nostalgia...

Baili Dongjun stood with his sword in his arms:

"This piece of music makes people sad..."

Sikong Changfeng was moved when he heard the voice and spoke slowly:

"This is a song I've heard before...it's a song about homesickness!"

Baili Dongjun suddenly turned around and asked:

"Why? Have you been here before?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and said:

"Stop it... I don't have the spare money to come to a place like this... This song is called "Jiangnan Moon""

"The night watch drums disturb people's march, the autumn leaves rustle in the distance, from now on the autumn dew turns white, the moon shines brightly on my hometown!"

Sikong Changfeng sang the poem clearly, Baili Dongjun squinted his eyes and felt the song...

Halfway through the song, Sikong Changfeng couldn't help himself any longer, so he walked to the flower basket nearby, plucked a leaf, and put it to his lips.

What surprised Baili Dongjun was that when he blew the leaf into his mouth, it made the same sound as a bamboo flute with reeds!

Behind the gauze curtain, the woman playing the zither was shocked when she heard the tune played by Sikong Changfeng, and the distant sorrow filled her heart.

The ten fingers in his hand played the piano continuously, and the sound became more sad and depressed...

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Some of the guests present had already started to sob, while others were holding their wine jars with dull eyes...

The most exaggerated person here was actually Mr. Tu Erye from Qianjintai. He was crying with tears streaming down his face, looking so sad!

After the song, a maid came down from upstairs and walked straight to Sikong Changfeng:

"Sir, my lady invites you!"

Sikong Changfeng was a little shy:

"I wonder if your young lady is..."

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, young man? The only one who can be called a lady in Baihua Tower is Miss Feng who just played the piano!"

A drunken young man in fancy clothes pointed at Sikong Changfeng's nose and cursed

Sikong Changfeng was speechless for a while. At this moment, Master Tu from Qianjintai suddenly attacked:

"Wait a minute... Who is this stupid and silly boy?"

"I listen to music every day in Baihua Tower and have spent a lot of money, but I haven't even seen Miss Feng. How can he enter the room as soon as he comes here?"

"Baihualou, this is unfair to us, everyone, don't you agree?"

After Mr. Tu Erye joined in the cheering, many regular customers followed suit!

Sikong Changfeng had never seen such a scene before, so he quickly stepped back two steps, clasped his fists towards the maid and said:

"Girl, this is inappropriate, forget it!"

The maid's face darkened:

"Do you know who you are rejecting?"

Sikong Changfeng was in a dilemma, and Baili Dongjun came to rescue him. He patted Sikong Changfeng on the shoulder:

"Okay, it's hard to find a soulmate, who knows, maybe I can meet someone from the same hometown!"

Sikong Changfeng pondered for a while after hearing this, then made up his mind and followed the maid upstairs!

When Master Tu saw that Sikong Changfeng had already gone upstairs, he started to make a fuss and tried to stop Sikong Changfeng. Baili Dongjun's face turned cold and he raised his sword to stop them:

"Let me see who dares to go up there!"

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Chapter 129: Sikong Changfeng, the Master of Flirting

Apocalypse City, Baihua Tower

Baili Dongjun stood with his sword across his body. Master Tu, who had just been clamoring for an explanation, immediately stopped talking.

Master Tu naturally recognized Baili Dongjun as Mr. Li's last disciple, so he left with his servant in dismay.

Baili Dongjun let out a long sigh and muttered to himself:

"Sikong Changfeng, Sikong Changfeng...when you find your true love one day, please don't forget my great help today..."

While thinking, the plump young woman walked around Baili Dongjun and reached out a pair of chubby hands to touch Baili Dongjun's cheek.

Baili Dongjun had never seen such a scene before, and his face instantly turned red with shame and he hid back...

This woman was naturally the madam of Baihua Tower, known as Purple Lady. Seeing Baili Dongjun looking like a novice who had just entered the world of prostitution, she immediately became interested:

"Such a handsome young man, mom, I will take you to find a girl to be cool and handsome?"

Baili Dongjun blushed and stuttered:

"No... no need, mom, can you help me find a seat? I'll just drink and wait for him!"

Mother Zi Yi chuckled:

"Waiting for him? In the warm tent with a beautiful woman by your side, who knows how long it might take... I advise you not to waste your time!"

Baili Dongjun opened his mouth and was about to say something when Ziyi's mother interrupted him teasingly:

"If you want to drink... Mom has a thirty-year-old wine. Would you like to try it?"

"Thirty years old?!"

Baili Dongjun suddenly became interested

Seeing his eyes light up, Zi Yi's mother knew that the boy was already interested, so she pulled up Baili Dongjun's sleeve and took him to a separate guest room on the second floor.

"Young Master... why are you standing there? Sit down!"

Mother Zi Yi turned around and closed the door, glanced at Baili Dongjun and said with a smile

Baili Dongjun sat at the round table in the guest room somewhat uncomfortably:

"Mother Ziyi, is the thirty-year-old wine here?"

Mother Zi Yi heard the words and turned to Baili Dongjun. Then she gently took off the red gauze dress she was wearing and said charmingly:

"Young Master, are you still pretending to be stupid? I, your mother, am exactly thirty years old this year..."

As soon as the words came out, the purple-clad mother, with her breasts half exposed, fell towards Baili Dongjun...

Baili Dongjun felt a blackness before his eyes, and he broke through the window and rushed out with a tiptoe, shouting loudly:

"Help╭(°A°`)╮!"

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Just as Baili Dongjun escaped from danger, Sikong Changfeng followed the maid up the stairs and came to the boudoir of the "young lady" mentioned by everyone.

The red gauze warms the tent, and the woman is sitting at the zither table

Through the hazy red gauze, the girl in red looked at Sikong Changfeng with expectation.

"Miss!" Sikong Changfeng bowed and saluted, his tone was unusually gentle.

Miss Feng took a step forward and asked through the gauze curtain:

"The person who was playing music with leaves in the hall just now...was it you?"

Sikong Changfeng: "I am Sikong Changfeng, that person just now was me!"

Miss Feng was surprised when she heard this: "So, you are from Weicheng?"

Sikong Changfeng frowned and asked in confusion: "Weicheng?"

Miss Feng saw his hesitation and asked:

"Isn't your hometown in Weicheng? How did you learn that song just now?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head:

“I don’t remember that either…”

Miss Feng was a little impatient:

"You don't know this, and you don't remember that... Do you have a bad memory or a bad brain?!"

Sikong Changfeng was not angry at her scolding, but just explained:

"Don't be angry, girl..."

"I have been an orphan since I was young, wandering around Jiangnan... Maybe this song was taught to me by a stranger I met by chance."

"It was just that I happened to hear the sound of the zither just now, so I couldn't help but play along. I hope you don't mind, young lady!"