Son-in-law Dan Zun

When the wine was half-boiled, someone suddenly said.

"Brother Li, did you not prepare anything to cheer up this banquet?"

"No, no!" Li Kui smiled faintly.

"It's just that the previous singing and dancing are really boring. It's better to come from the proud ones present to help."

"Rather than watching those vulgar songs and dances, it is better to learn from each other, learn from each other, and learn from each other."

"This idea is wonderful!" Suddenly, many people agreed.

"Tomorrow will be a battle of heroes, why should we rush today?" An Yixue said coldly, she was really not interested in these things.

"Tomorrow, it will be a competition of strength, a martial arts fight, but today, we will only play piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, it is Wendou."

"Everyone is the proud son of my Heavenly Sword Sect. Although they are dedicated to practicing, I know that many people are slightly proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy."

Li Kui responded indifferently, "In this way, there is no one who bullies anyone. Whether it is a true disciple or an inner disciple, they can communicate."

"Brother Li, I'm interested." An inner disciple walked out and said with his hand.

"Zai Xia is a member of'Yuan', Cui Xiuxian, the tenth in the ranking. Here, I have the courage to show my ugliness to all the seniors."

"Junior Brother Cui is serious. Everyone knows your flute skills, and the entire Sky Sword Sect may not have someone better than you." Li Kui laughed.

"Brother Li has a good reputation!" Cui Xiuxian responded humbly. He looked at Luo Wushu, "I don't know Brother Luo, are you interested in playing together?"

"I won't show my ugliness!" Luo Wushu responded with a smile, "I know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, but I have never played this flute."

"In this case, then I will show my ugliness." Cui Xiuxian is not surprised. In front of him, who dares to claim to know the flute?

Closing his eyes, Cui Xiuxian took a deep breath, and immediately began to play.

The flute sound is curvy, but it gives people a cheerful and melodious mood, which seems to be able to instinctively feel physical and mental pleasure.

The huge hall fell into silence at this moment.

No one interrupted, only the flute continued. When Cui Xiuxian stopped playing, there were still many people who still seemed to linger and forget about it.

As if, unwilling to escape from that pleasant atmosphere.

Cui Xiuxian looked at Luo Wushu and said, "Brother Luo thinks of my flute skills?"

"Not bad!" Luo Wushu smiled slightly, unwilling to brush his face in front of everyone.

"Not bad?" There was a sneer from the side.

Many people looked at it. At this time, Tian He stood up and looked down at Luo Wushu sarcastically, "If you call you Brother Luo, you can't tell the difference between north and south?"

"Brother Cui has such a flute skill, in your mouth, it is only good, so I don't know how to count it?"

"I'm just an objective comment. If you don't like to listen, you don't need to ask me." Luo Wushu glanced at him casually and said in a low voice.

"Besides, he himself is not angry yet, what are you excited about?"

"The emperor is not in a hurry, is the **** in a hurry?"

In fact, he has given Cui Xiuxian enough face.

Otherwise, the flute sound is not much different from noise in his eyes.

But obviously, these people don't want to stop finding fault.

Otherwise, he doesn't believe these people will shift the focus to himself again and again.

Although he is confident, he also knows it.

If it hadn't been for An Yixue's relationship, in the Heavenly Sword Sect, he would not have caught the attention of these people.

"Objective comment?" The man's face sank.

"I think you are deliberately looking for faults, so mere son-in-law, you dare to look like this here..."

"Then I'm just looking for the fault, so what?" Luo Wushu's voice was cold, interrupting Tian He's words.

"Since you are so confident, why not just stay here and ask for advice." Tian He's face darkened, and the murderous intent flashed away in the depths of his eyes, "Let's see if you are qualified to be arrogant?"

"Ask for advice?" Luo Wushu shook his head slightly, uninterested, "You...not worthy."

The calm voice fell, and everyone was stunned. Immediately, there was a sound of sneer.

"Hahaha...what are you talking about, this wasteful son-in-law?"

"Tian Crane, the ninth in the ranking, is not worthy to ask him for advice?"

"When he went out today, his head was smashed by tofu?"

An Yixue also looked at Luo Wushu in surprise at this moment, but did not speak.

He was not surprised by this situation.

Perhaps Li Kui and other true disciples disdain to make things difficult for Luo Wushu.

But there are many people who come out to make things difficult for them.

And such making things difficult, she can't come forward for Luo Wushu, this is the situation that will inevitably occur as her husband.

Even she can't stop all this from happening.

And she also believed that since Luo Wushu dared to attend the banquet of the heroes, she must know this in her heart.

All she can guarantee is the safety of Luo Wushu.

Moreover, An Yixue also wanted to see if Luo Wushu was really dependent.

Or, just because she was behind her to ensure safety, she was unscrupulous.

"Let's go!" Luo Wushu suddenly got up, looking at An Yixue with soft eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't attend such a banquet."

"Anyway, after seeing us, then Li Kui should give up."

"Otherwise, he would not find that woman."

"Okay!" An Yixue nodded slightly, but deep in her heart, there was a touch of loss and self-deprecation.

It seems that she is thinking too much.

But that's right, Luo Wushu is a notorious junk son-in-law, how can he have any hope of him.

If he is not a waste, they will not become a husband and wife.

The two got up and left, but now...

"Luo Wushu!" A cold voice faintly sounded, attracting the eyes of many people.

On her beautiful face, there was a bit of discomfort pervading her.

"Huh?" Many people's eyes are full of different colors.

They only knew that Luo Wushu was a waste son-in-law who was expelled before entering An Yixue, but they didn't know that the person who expelled him was Xie Xiaoyan in front of them.

"Do you really only hide behind a woman for a lifetime?" Xie Xiaoyan glanced at Luo Wushu in disgust.

"You think that if you take An Yixue's shelter, you can talk and act recklessly here."

"As everyone knows, in the eyes of many people, you are just a clown with a little sharp-toothed mouth."

"Apart from losing An Yixue's face, what else can you do?"

Luo Wushu stopped and looked at An Yixue earnestly, "Am I ashamed of you?"

"Let's go!" An Yixue said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked you to come to this Hongmen banquet."

"But this account, I will calculate it for you in the battle of heroes tomorrow."

"No need!" Luo Wushu looked at An Yixue with clear eyes.

"My face, it doesn't matter, but yours can't be ashamed."

"Besides, some ants are underestimated, I won't take it seriously.

"But you, Yaoxi, can't think of me as trash."

Luo Wushu smiled brilliantly, and immediately turned his eyes to Tian He.

"Then as you wish, give you some advice."