Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

"Oh, nothing serious, just a little drama in the palace."

"Mr. Fei, please take the trouble to go to Daotian City these two days."

Wang Quan Baiye turned around and glanced at Butler Fei, then handed over the letter in his hand.

"Yes."

The servant took several deep breaths, and after finally coming to his senses, he leaned forward and whispered, "By the way, sir, there is one more thing."

"Just now, a man and a woman visited and said they wanted to see you."

"Who?"

"It is called White Fox, and it is the master's story from many years ago..."

Clang!

Before the servant could finish his words, the teacup in Wang Quan Baiye's hand suddenly fell to the ground without warning, spilling tea all over the floor.

"Master?" The servant was startled.

Wang Quan Baiye ignored the teacup that fell on the ground, but stood up from the stone chair with his eyes wide open.

"You...what did you say his name was?!"

As if he had heard some unbelievable news, Wang Quan Baiye's pupils shrank slightly and he excitedly grabbed the servant's shoulders. Even Wang Quan Fugui who was standing next to him was a little surprised by this scene.

This was the first time he saw his serious father with such an expression.

"Call... call me White Fox." The servant swallowed and stuttered.

"Where is he?!"

"Yes, outside the village gate."

The moment the servant's words fell, the king's hegemony almost instantly disappeared from the spot.

"White Fox...White Fox...Changsheng, you are still alive!"

Wang Quanye turned into a streak of light and flew away. On the way, he suddenly couldn't help revealing a complicated look, and his eyes began to moisten uncontrollably.

Soon, Wang Quan Baiye fell from the sky and stopped at the gate of the villa.

Standing outside the door were Fu Changsheng and Tushan Rongrong.

At the moment when Wang Quanheye fell, Fu Changsheng looked back and their eyes met.

It took them a long time to recognize each other at first sight.

Decades have passed, and Wang Quanye has long since changed from the once elegant swordsman with a jade robe and a long sword to an old and frail man.

Fu Changsheng's appearance has hardly changed at all, he still looks the same as when he was young, except that his black hair has been replaced by a waterfall of snow-white silver hair.

Wang Quan Baiye stood there staring at Fu Changsheng's face for a long time. His eyes seemed confused and as if he couldn't believe it.

After seeing Wang Quan Baiye's old face, Fu Changsheng seemed to be stunned as well, just staring at him blankly.

After a long time, Wang Quanbaye finally whispered tremblingly:

"Immortality?"

"Do you still remember me?" Suddenly, Fu Changsheng smiled and nodded towards Wang Quan Baiye.

After getting a positive answer, Wang Quan Baiye's wrinkled old face suddenly broke into a smile.

"Ah... hehe... Changsheng, it really is you."

I don’t know how many dead and silent years he had gone through, but Wang Quan Baiye smiled, with mist in his eyes.

Wang Quan Baiye walked slowly up to Fu Changsheng, smiling like a fool.

Fu Changsheng also laughed.

I can't remember when we last met.

Outside the door, the two men just smiled at each other, and while laughing, they kept wiping their red and moist eyes.

No words were needed, they just laughed for a long time.

"Come on, come on! There's talkin' inside, hahahaha...someone come, take a look at the tea!"

In the reception room of Wang Quan's house, Wang Quan Baiye happily led Fu Changsheng and Tushan Rongrong in. Even the servants next to them couldn't help but cast their eyes over here.

"What's going on today? Why is the master so happy?"

"Yes, I haven't seen the master laugh so happily in many years."

That night, in Wang Quan's living room, the sound of cups and plates clinking could be heard one after another, and the loud laughter of two men echoed around the beams.

"Drink more, drink more!" Wang Quan Baiye raised the wine cup, and a long-lost rosy glow appeared on his old face.

Fu Changsheng even directly put away the defensive effect of the Human Emperor's body and drank one glass of wine after another. Soon, the two were drunk by each other.

"Father, if you drink any more, I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it."

"Changsheng, stop drinking. Your face has turned red."

Tushan Rongrong and Wang Quan Fugui on the side couldn't help but step forward to dissuade them, but they were pushed away by the two men. They could only sigh helplessly and let the two men continue to clink glasses.

Fu Changsheng was already drunk to the point of feeling dizzy, but he still acted as if he could drink until dawn.

"Tsk, I say, Hegemony, your wine is not... burp, no!"

"Why... um? A... burp, the smell of boiled water?"

Wang Quan Baiye was so drunk that he had already slumped over the table. Upon hearing Fu Changsheng's words, he sat up again and pointed at the wine pot drunkenly and shouted:

"Nonsense! It's obviously...hiccup, it's obviously the taste of Longjing. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't drink whatever you want."

"My wine...hiccups! It's the real imperial wine. Even if the emperor wants to drink it, he may not be able to drink it!"

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng sneered and shook his index finger in disdain.

"Dame, damme, watch out, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

"Xiao Wan! Bring out my...what's that fairy wine? Take it out and translate it for this old guy. What the hell is good wine?" Fu Changsheng waved his hand.

"Huh? Who is Xiao Wan?" Tushan Rongrong on the side was suddenly stunned.

But the next moment, Fu Changsheng flipped his hand like a magic trick.

Immediately afterwards, an exquisite and beautiful jade pot appeared out of thin air in Fu Changsheng's hand. Before the lid was opened, one could already smell a magical and intoxicating fragrance.

Fu Changsheng came up to Wang Quan Baiye with the exquisite wine in his hand. Although his face had turned red like a monkey's butt, he still said mysteriously, "Do you know how powerful this wine is?"

Chapter 144 The atmosphere gradually heated up

"Linglong Xianniang, Xiao Wan borrowed it from the Nine Dragon Emperor next door. One sip will refresh your mind, two sips will keep you never tired, and three sips will make you immortal!" Then Fu Changsheng was seen pointing at Linglong Xianniang, shaking his head and muttering.

"Hmm~?" Wang Quan Baiye glanced at Baimei and pointed at Linglong Xianniao for a long time before speaking.

"Is your wine... really that magical?"

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment, he actually stretched out his hand towards Tushan Rongrong.

"Eh eh eh?"

Tushan Rongrong was originally still worried about how long she would have to watch these two people drink today, but the next moment she suddenly felt her body lean.

Immediately afterwards, Tushan Rongrong suddenly felt a darkness in front of her eyes, and a sudden warmth came from her shoulder.

By the time she came to her senses, Tushan Rongrong had already been put on the shoulders by Fu Changsheng and was held in his arms.

Fu Changsheng reached out his hand drunkenly, pinched Tushan Rongrong's soft face, turned to look at Wang Quan Baiye and asked:

"Isn't it beautiful?"

But before Wang Quan Baiye could answer, Fu Changsheng continued to speak to himself: "Of course! Tushan's third leader, Tushan Rongrong, a real Tushan fox demon, how could she not be beautiful?"

"Eh?"

Tushan Rongrong, who was suddenly hugged by Fu Changsheng, suddenly widened her eyes in confusion. A blush suddenly flashed across her panicked face when Fu Changsheng suddenly did this to her.

"Hmm? Tushan..."

Raising her head, she met Wang Quan Baiye's drunken gaze again. Tushan Rongrong could only pretend to be calm and nodded.

"You... hello."

Wang Quan Baiye was so drunk that he could only stare at Tushan Rongrong instinctively, and his mind automatically ignored the name "Tushan Rongrong".

However, this scene shocked Wang Quan Fugui, who had been silent all the time, so much that he almost dropped the scabbard in his arms.

Royal power and wealth:!!!

What did I hear?

Wang Quanfugui's face changed drastically, and he stared at Tushan Rongrong in astonishment. At that moment, his heart almost skipped a beat.

No wonder he had been feeling a vague and heavy demonic aura ever since he entered the house, making him feel uncontrollably frightened.

However, Tushan Rongrong hid herself so well that Wang Quan Fugui never suspected Tushan Rongrong and thought it was his own illusion.

It was not until this moment that Wang Quanfugui finally realized that this was not an illusion.

There actually is a super monster sitting in this room!

Wang Quanfugui was so frightened that before he had time to think, his hand subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword. After hesitating for a moment, he gave up.

After a moment, Fu Changsheng spoke again to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Do you know how good this wine is?"

"She drank half a pot of wine at that time. That guy pressed me on the bed for the whole night... On the rooftop, hiccup... He tore off all my clothes... Wuuwuwu!"

Fu Changsheng was talking incessantly about the scene that was not suitable for children, but before he could finish, Tushan Rongrong, who was standing beside him, had already covered Fu Changsheng's mouth in panic.

Hearing this, Wang Quan Baiye pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, "So powerful?"

"Ah...that's not true. Don't listen to his nonsense." Tushan Rongrong forced a smile and waved her hand.

the other side

pat!

At some point, the sword in Wang Quan Fugui's arms suddenly fell to the ground.