The architectural complexes around the wooden houses are rooms of varying sizes. The number and styles are so numerous that they are simply incredible.

This place not only contains various buildings in Qinglong, but also many novel styles that Yang Yuhan could not imagine - some of them are somewhat similar to those of other provinces in China. They have a deep eaves, a southern style with a dry orchid style, and a compact layout with clear main and secondary northwest style, and a square or cylindrical border style... But they are all improved according to the climate here and are finally integrated into the style framework of this world; the other Yang Yuhan has never seen them before. They not only have various strange shapes formed by using tall plants, but also a few elemental buildings formed by magic circles; there are even a few buildings that are actually European and American. They are astonishing and can't help but admire the thoughts of the shopkeeper Dong.

"Please here." The woman called "Jun Zhu" looked back at everyone, then smiled and turned her head, leading them over the building, and came among more than a dozen giant trees in the southeast direction.

These giant trees are about forty or fifty meters high, with straight and thick trunks. Although pink leaves are sparse, they can accommodate people. There are countless light blue "tree beards" as neat as tassels hanging under the branches, which are slender and flexible, and are spectacular.

When Yang Yuhan lifted his nose, a faint fragrance suddenly penetrated into his heart, which made him feel sleepy and yawned a big yawn.

Jun Zhu looked at Shen Congwu: "Mr. Shen, do you want me to bring a few girls here?"

Shen Congwu replied with a smile: "You know I don't know that."

Jun Zhu smiled and said, "Then... I will retreat first?"

"Don't." Shen Congwu paused for a moment, and then said in a negotiated tone, "I haven't heard you sing for a long time. Please give me a song and leave."

"Haha..." Jun Zhu smiled and replied gently, "Okay~ Then you all sit down first."

"Okay." Shen Congwu looked at her affectionately, and then sat gracefully on a broad leaf beside him. He gently tapped the front of the leaf, and the hanging tree beards under him suddenly rolled upwards, forming a huge "bird cage" around him.

Yang Yuhan also sat on two leaves with her under the guidance of the slow wind. Before leaving, she specifically instructed that before going to bed, don’t forget to turn the bird cage next to her.

After smelling the fragrance, the girl had already fallen asleep on her shoulders, which was slowly blowing. On her dirty and tender face, there were still two drops of tears that were about to gather, and there were still two lines of shallow tears.

...

Jun Zhu didn't speak, but just sat gracefully out of thin air, spreading her arms, and then a clear stream of water stretched between her palms, and then quickly transformed into a translucent guqin about three feet and six inches long. At the same time, her charming posture of Liu Jiaohua suddenly disappeared, and her every move was dignified: "I don't bring any musical instruments, so I will play a song with it."

Shen Congwu did not dare to disturb the ethereal ethereal, so he just nodded.

And Jun Zhu didn't just drop her fingers.

She is waiting,

She is waiting,

She started playing until the first breeze rose.

And sing a song:

"The white jade rolls and rolls the jujube branches, and the clouds can be cleared,

Suddenly laughed at the time when I was young and had been wandering for half my life.

I hope he has a moment of mercy;

...

A foolish woman, true love,

The general is a slave in his family and he has new makeup every day.

I often hear the gongs and drums beating outside the window,

No one stops

But the whiteness of the past was added, and tears washed away the old silk quilt..."

The sound of the piano is sad and the singing is resentful, gently telling the desolation of a love-in-law woman.

Hearing this, I don’t know whether Jun Ru took off her guard and learned about her thoughts by Yu Han, or whether Yang Yu Han was infected by her, suddenly became excited about her poetry, or whether it was already destined to be the one who was destined to do so. He couldn’t help but follow the long lyrics behind and sang softly:

"I endured the pain and grabbed the scales all over my body, and looked for you all over my heart,

Intoxicated and don’t know the way back, scooping several rivers of bitter water,

It is hard to find stars and moonlight;

...

A foolish woman, true love,

How can the lonely shadow fight against the wind blowing in the evening, dreaming in the brightness every night,

But how much trouble is in the world?

Even if you get the final return,

He said sorry, how many words are there to be sincere?"

...

His singing stopped, and Jun Zhu's piano sound came to an abrupt end, and even the wind stopped tactfully.

Chen Congwu was the most straightforward, so he spoke as expected and said in a marvelous look: "You can, brother!"

Yang Yuhan forced a smile and nodded politely at him, without being humble. However, the slow voice of the wind was much more complicated. She was moved by the affectionate singing of the two, and was impressed by Yang Yuhan's erudition and talent, and her admiration for him became a little bit more.

Only Yin Junzhu remained calm and stared at Yu Han for a long time. When everyone thought she was going to say something, she quietly took back Shuqin, stood up and bowed to everyone, saying, "I am going to retreat, so please rest as soon as possible."

Everyone agreed, and Jun Zhu left here calmly, never taking a look at Yu Han again.

“…”

Looking at the flying red color, Yang Yuhan frowned, feeling a little awkward, but the feeling was a little unspeakable. If you think about it carefully, it might be that his desire for control was at work.

"Brother." Fengsheng said slowly, "It's getting late. Now you have just recovered from a serious illness, so let's take a break sooner."

Yang Yuhan said, "Well, I understand. You were exhausted a few days ago. Go to bed first. I'll go to bed later."

Fengsheng nodded slowly: "If you want to take a shower, hang up your clothes first and then knock on the aura root next to you twice."

Yang Yuhan said, "Okay." Then the wind slowly put the girl carefully, put her clothes together and lay on her side. Under the touch of jade fingers, a layer of film was opened on both sides of the "tree beards" and closed the cage.

“…”

Seeing this, Yang Yuhan turned around and breathed a long sigh.

What happened today... was even more intensive than what he had encountered a few days ago, making it difficult for him to digest for a while, so he seemed a little unkind and dull.

I don’t know how Hongxiao and the others are…

Can you crack the seven killing dynasty fighting style?

Yang Yuhan looked to the west, but his eyes were blocked in the distance, in the round wooden beam with the huge "gambling" illuminated.

But since Brother Song is here, there should be no problem.

What about parents and wives?

Who will help them? Let me tell them I am still alive...

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky again.

In fact... he is even more fragile than he thought, and he is even stronger than he thought.
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