"Sect Master Guang is too rewarded." Chen Qiao's face was calm, "This is Huang's mansion. I am here to be a guest. It is difficult for me to disturb the other party's birthday party. If Sect Master Yan wants to fight, please set the time and place. I will accompany you."

Guangling San smiled and said, "To be honest, although there are no people here, if you alarm your master, it will be unbeautiful. Without a teacher, Master Chen wants to reminisce about the past with you, so you might as well make a new time."

Chen Qiao's eyelids twitched.

Yan Wushi sneered: "I don't know him, so why do I reminisce about the past with him? If everyone comes to me with this name, wouldn't I still have to accompany me? Although his light skills are still eye-catching, his internal strength is average. However, relying on a few sword techniques alone, he will defeat me without taking a hundred moves. What is the reason why I can take a look at this opponent that can see through at one glance?"

This is quite similar to his words on the same day, "I want an opponent who is on par with equal footing, not a friend."

Chen Qiao found that no matter how bad the situation he encountered, he learned to make fun of himself in his heart.

"If you don't fight, how can you know that I am inferior to you?" he asked Yan Wushi.

He was determined to inspire Yan Wushi to fight with him, just to have the opportunity to be alone with him, and told him that Guanglingsan is an enemy but not a friend.

Unfortunately, Yan Wushi was too lazy to look at him anymore and said to Guangling San: "I am impatient to stay here for more time. You have to come and listen to Quyi."

Guangling smiled and did not refute: "Yes, it's my fault."

Yan Wushi: "You go and listen to me, and finally come and look for me again. Do you know where I am."

Guanglingsan: "Okay, then you can take one step first and I won't send it."

The two seemed familiar and strange, Chen Qiao could not interfere at all, and standing next to him became redundant.

Chapter 88

Du Yun's folk art was indeed extraordinary. As soon as the sound of the piano sounded inside and outside the Huang Mansion, it seemed as if even the birds passing by the Huang Family stopped to listen. The lively Huang Mansion suddenly became quiet, and all the conversation disappeared, leaving only the sound of the piano, which could not be moved around.

Yu Wensong grew up in the Zhongming Ding Food House since childhood. He was influenced by him. With his outstanding talent, his appreciation and taste for music is far higher than his peers. At this time, he was immersed in the tunes. It was not until the song was finished and Chen Qiao sat next to him that he came to his senses.

"Are you back?" Yu Wen Song saw that Chen Qiao's expression was a little wrong, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you? But what happened to you?"

Chen Qiao frowned slightly: "I met an old friend by chance, but the other party seemed to have completely forgotten me."

Yu Wensong: "Is he a friend?"

Chen Qiao smiled: "It's more like an enemy than a friend."

Yuwen Song: "Have you fought with him?"

Chen Qiao: "That's not. He is arrogant and mostly acts at will. Good and evil are also in a moment. He saved me before, but later he trapped me in the hands of the enemy."

Yuwen Song said, "Then have you taken revenge on him?"

Chen Qiao shook his head: "Later, by chance, I had a few more dates with him. Once we met a common enemy, he lit up my acupoint and placed me in the dark, and he took risks to lure away the enemy that poses the greatest threat to us."

Yu Wen Song was confused: "It sounds like, he is not very bad either! Why do you ignore you?"

After all, he is still young and has a very old-fashioned voice. After all, he has limited experience, so what he says brings a little childishness.

Chen Qiao was amused and touched his head: "I don't know either, maybe there is something hidden in it."

After saying a few words, he felt a lot of loss and lost.

Yu Wensong took the initiative and said, "Master, let's go?"

Chen Qiao originally thought that the Huang family had a great career and was a luxury. Yu Wensong was born in the Wang family and should have loved and missed this environment more. Unexpectedly, the other party was really focused on the art of folk art and had no other thoughts.

"The birthday party at the left and right has also begun. We gave gifts, not empty-handed. The wine and food here may not be as good as the royal palace, but they are still several times better than the inn. Will you leave if you don't finish eating?"

Yu Wensong shook his head: "There are many guests here. If there are people with great care, they may not be suspicious. I have been indulging in listening to the songs and can no longer rely on your love to do things freely."

As soon as this was said, it was not very similar to an ordinary child. Chen Qiao knew that the death of the whole family of the Qi Palace would be a big blow to him. Since leaving the capital, Yu Wensong has always been sensitive and alert, and is very cautious in his words and deeds, and he is reluctant to say a word with strangers. Coming in to listen to the music today has been a relatively "excessive" requirement along the way.

Chen Qiao thought of the chance encounter just now. Although Guanglingsan should not be for him, he knew that he was here. If he had the intention to investigate, it would not be difficult to find Yuwen Song.

Guangling is ranked among the top ten in the world, but his martial arts ranks are not the best among the top ten. He has just entered a place because of his identity as the leader of the Magic Mirror Sect. However, Chen Qiao knew that he must not underestimate any person in the Demon Sect, because the reason why the Demon Sect is the Demon Sect is because they never have the infinity of strange means that they cannot know for outsiders, and are even more unpredictable because of the changes. No matter how high the martial arts are, if they lose their caution, they will easily be in front of them.

Although Yuwen Song is of no use to Guanglingsan, who knows if he will have a sudden idea to do something, plus a Yan Wushi...

Chen Qiao nodded: "Okay, then let's go. It's still early now, and I can still order food when I go back to the inn."

The two of them came to the birthday party, but they didn't even get a meal. They just listened to a folk art. In the eyes of others, it was undoubtedly too strange. The inn guy was surprised that they came back so early.

However, Chen Qiao had no intention of explaining too much to him. The two ordered food to eat in the house, three dishes and one soup. Compared with Yu Wensong, it was too simple and naturally not as good as the chef of the royal family. However, Yu Wensong understood his situation very well and did not complain a lot along the way. Chen Qiao saw it and was naturally more satisfied with him, and even had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Considering that the other party had just experienced a drastic change and might still be immersed in the grief of losing his relatives, Chen Qiao was not in a hurry to say this proposal, and was about to wait for a while before Yu Wensong came out of the shadows before talking.

"Master Chen, are you worried?" Yu Wensong suddenly asked.

Chen Qiao did not say that he was thinking of accepting disciples, so he casually said, "No, I am just thinking about the old friend I met in the afternoon."

Yuwen Song: "Do you value him very much?"

Chen Qiao: "Why do you ask that?"

Yu Wensong: "If you don't value the other person very much, how can you keep thinking about it?"

Chen Qiao coughed lightly: "It's not that I'm still thinking about it."

Yu Wensong didn't say anything, and his expression said, "You are obviously thinking about it."

Chen Qiao suddenly felt that it was unwise to raise this topic, and even if he argued that he was meaningless.

He was about to change the topic, but he heard Yu Wen Song say in a comforting tone: "Actually, I think your old friend should also value you very much."

Chen Qiao was so amused that he really wanted to say, "If we don't mention this matter, will it be done?" But Yu Wen Song rarely discussed something with him seriously. He couldn't help but distract the other party's interest, so he followed his words and asked, "How can you see it?"

Yuwen Song: "My sixth brother is about the same age as me. I always study, eat and sleep for a while. But my sixth brother relies on his age to tease me repeatedly. Once, he told me that there was a phoenix egg on the tree. He tricked me up and couldn't get it down. He laughed down."

Chen Qiao was interesting to hear: "How old were you then? I can't tell that you are so smart, and you will be deceived."

Yu Wensong's white and tender face looked a little flushed. I don't know if he was not convinced or a little embarrassed: "If it were an ordinary trick, he would naturally not be able to deceive me. But in order to coax me, he also found someone to make a colorful fake phoenix. He flew past my room in the middle of the night and landed on the tree again, saying that it was the phoenix that came to our house to lay eggs. It would be fine if it was once or twice. If it was too many times, how could I not be fooled? Not to mention me, even Taoist priest, you can't help but want to find out what is going on?"

Chen Qiao held back his laughter: "Yes!"

Yuwen Song: "Later I went to complain to my father, but my father said that it was because my sixth brother loved me that he treated me like this. He didn't even bother to look at the person he didn't like. I think your old friend should be the same?"

Chen Qiao smiled bitterly, and the unpredictable worldly affairs and human hearts were like children playing house. Yu Wensong said that.

Yuwen Song: "And didn't you say he was willing to take risks for you? That means he likes you, just like my sixth brother and I. Although he often bullies me on weekdays, that day, he also told his mother that I am the youngest and want me to leave first to retain a trace of blood for the Yuwen family."

If it were fifteen, he would definitely not be able to cry at this point, but Yu Wensong did not cry. His voice was just a little deeper, his little face was tense, and he showed a bit solemnity.

Yu Wensong said softly: "I hope to go back to the past now. Even if he was teased by him every day, it doesn't matter. I just hope that this is just a dream. When they wake up from the dream, they will come back to life."

Chen Qiao was silent for a moment, and he knew that Yu Wensong's mind was much more mature than that of ordinary children, and ordinary words of comfort were of little use to him.

"Do you know what the three talents refer to?"

Yu Wensong: "Heaven, earth, man."

Chen Qiao: "The way to establish the sky is called yin and yang; the way to establish the earth is called soft and hard; do you know what is behind?"

Yu Wensong nodded: "The way to establish people is to be kind and righteous."
Chapter completed!