Chapter 337: A sense of déjà vu

The response is also a young boy.

Seeing this boy, the audience was in an uproar.

They all know this boy.

This person's name is Shen Yihua, and he is also a member of the Shen family.

And the Shen family is one of the four major families in the Haoyu Heavenly Realm, which is much stronger than the Wang family.

Although everyone knew that Shen Yihua was not a direct disciple of the Shen family, but only a side branch, even if it was a side branch, his status in the Hao Domain Heavenly Realm was extremely noble, at least few people dared to provoke him.

No wonder he dared to argue with Wang Zijun.

With such an identity, he is indeed qualified to compete with Wang Zijun.

"Who am I, it turns out to be the son of the Shen family!"

In the Haoyu Heavenly Realm, the status of the Wang family is far inferior to the Shen family, not even first-class, if the Wang family does not have a backer, Wang Zijun is impossible to confront Shen Yihua, even if he has a backer, Wang Zijun does not dare to openly call for battle with the Shen family, if it is a disciple of the Shen family who comes today, Wang Zijun may only be able to swallow his anger, as for the side branch of the Shen family, he is not afraid.

"Since the son of the Shen family looks down on the Yanyang Crystal, then there must be more precious treasures, why don't you take it out and open everyone's eyes?"

"Huh!"

Shen Yihua smiled faintly, opened the feather fan, and fanned it gently, quite with the temperament of a noble son, and said: "Wang Zijun, you are laughing again, even the most beautiful spar in the world is less than one ten-thousandth of Miss Yun'er, do you think Miss Yun'er is the same as your vulgar fans? Then you look down on Miss Yun'er too much, in my heart, Miss Yun'er is not Le Ji, but a goddess, don't talk about sending spars, as long as Miss Yun'er says a word, even if it gives me this life?"

Don't say it, Shen Yihua is really able to speak.

Just a few words not only belittled Wang Zijun but also elevated himself, but also secretly praised Miss Yun'er.

The scorching sun spar given by Wang Zijun before has become a vulgar thing that insults Miss Yun'er.

Obviously, Wang Zijun didn't expect Shen Yihua to say such a thing, he was stunned for a moment, for fear that Miss Yun'er would misunderstand, and hurriedly explained: "Miss Yun'er, I didn't mean that, I ....."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Miss Yun'er, she looked at Shen Yihua and said with a smile: "Thank you Shen Gongzi for your appreciation, but there is one thing that Shen Gongzi doesn't know yet, I, Chen Yun'er, am a Le Ji, and a layman, a person who can't be more vulgar!"

"Oh!"

Chen Yun'er's words made Shen Yihua stunned on the spot, as if he was a little embarrassed, but soon, this embarrassment disappeared, and responded: "Miss Yun'er is modest, who in the Haoyu Heavenly Realm doesn't know what kind of person Miss Yun'er is." ”

Everyone in the venue, you look at me, I look at you, they are all staring at each other, they can naturally see that both Shen Yihua and Wang Zijun are currying favor with Miss Yun'er, in other words, they are competing for the wind and being jealous, but this is also normal, after all, Miss Yun'er is the world-famous Le Ji, I don't know how many people pursue her.

Miss Yun'er's words relieved Wang Zijun, who was originally in an embarrassing situation, he glared at Shen Yihua fiercely, and was about to speak, when suddenly, a rhythm sounded in the hall, looked up, and found that Miss Yun'er was already holding the pipa in her hand and played it slightly.

On a high platform.

Chen Yun'er sat sideways, with a charming smile on her delicate face, Qianqianyu's hand caressing the pipa in front of her, under the red skirt, there was a pair of seductive beautiful legs like white jade, she was playing while shaking her little feet, every time she shook, the bell on her feet would sound crisply, swaying people's hearts, like the sound of the soul.

When stroking, the music is heard, which makes people's hearts ripple.

There is a person in the audience who is intoxicated by the heart-warming rhythm, like a small fish playing, whether it is Shen Yihua, the son of the Shen family, or Wang Zijun, the young master of the Wang family, or everyone present is no exception, all of them are intoxicated.

Seeing that everyone on the field was intoxicated by her own rhythm, the smile on Chen Yuner's face became brighter and brighter, like a delicate rose suddenly blooming, full of extreme temptation.

Chen Yuner likes this feeling.

I love the feeling of using music to enchant all men.

She didn't even know why she liked it.

I really don't know.

All she knew was that she loved the feeling, and that it gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The satisfaction seems to be familiar, as if it has been traced back to a long, long time ago, as long as its own past life.

Maybe his previous life was also a drunken singer.

As the music came out, the hall fell into an eerie stillness, and everyone seemed to be intoxicated by this reverie and mesmerizing melody, unwilling to wake up.

The other side.

The macho man closed his eyes at some point, as if he was enjoying this wonderful song, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, which was quite strange.

Su Luo on the side was lying on his back on the chair, as if he was immersed in the rhythm of this song, but what made him feel strange was that the more he admired it, the more he felt that something was wrong, but in the end, there was something wrong, and he couldn't say it for a while.

Suddenly.

Something seemed to have been touched in Su Luo's heart, it was a feeling that seemed indescribable, and it was also a feeling of déjà vu.

Have you heard this song before?

No!

Not really!

Su Luo was sure that he had listened to this piece for the first time, but since it was the first time he had heard it, why did it give him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard it before

How so!

Su Luo couldn't figure out this question no matter what.

Suddenly.

Su Luo seemed to remember something, this feeling of déjà vu had been felt by himself before, for example, Su Xiyan before also gave himself a feeling of déjà vu, even when he was in the Immortal Gu.

Isn't it also related to the cause and effect of one's past life?

Su Luo was sure that this feeling of déjà vu was definitely not accidental, and perhaps it really had an extraordinary relationship with cause and effect in his previous life.

But what kind of cause and effect relationship was, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Just when he was puzzled, as if he sensed something, he looked over, and suddenly met a pair of bewitching and charming eyes, like Mars hitting the earth, Su Luo's heart was deeply touched, but he didn't look away, just stared at her.

At the same time, Su Luo was also secretly guessing, could she also have this feeling of déjà vu?

I don't know.

The two just looked at each other like a couple.

Actually, Su Luo's guess was right.

Just now, Chen Yun'er suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, this feeling appeared very abruptly, so that she didn't have any mental preparation, and for some reason, the more she played, the stronger that feeling became, this situation rarely happened before, to be exact, it never happened.

Although I used to have this feeling of déjà vu when I played this piece alone, it was not so strong.

Puzzled, Chen Yun'er immediately looked for this feeling to sense the past, but after watching the audience, she found that no one could make her feelings stronger, just when she was about to give up and retract her gaze, she suddenly seemed to be attracted by something, looking over, what greeted her was a pair of dark and deep eyes, dark like an endless abyss, which made people involuntarily fall into it.

When she saw the owner of those strange eyes thoroughly, she realized that it seemed to be a young man.

A man who looked very weak and had no cultivation.

Chen Yun'er was very strange and puzzled, strange was why a pair of extremely strange eyes appeared on a man who looked very ordinary, puzzled, I don't know why this man gave himself a sense of déjà vu, and it was so strong.

It was so strong that it even gave her a hallucination.

That's right.

It's an illusion.

It was as if he was writhing his bewitching body in front of the man at this moment, dancing in an extremely seductive and charming dance.

It really feels that way.

It's intense.

It's also amazing.

She didn't know why she felt a feeling, let alone why she had this hallucination, and she didn't even hate this feeling of being both familiar and strange in her heart, but liked it very much.

Not only Chen Yun'er has this feeling, but Su Luo also has this feeling, especially after the two look at each other, this feeling is particularly strong, as if a bewitching dancer is swaying gracefully in front of her.

What is this?

Psychic means?

No!

No.

Su Luo was sure that this was not a spiritual means, nor was it an illusion.

As for the reason, he didn't know, but Su Luo vaguely seemed to realize something.