I saw that Zi Yan on the vermilion platform was already sitting in front of a pitch-black guqin, and there was a copper beast incense burner burning sandalwood in front of her, and ten slender jade fingers were gently caressing the strings, graceful and noble, as glamorous as a heavenly person. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The demons and people in the audience all looked at Zi Yan with bated breath, and her flowing beautiful eyes slowly moved from left to right, as if scanning the scene. When moving in Zhang Han's direction, Zhang Han could feel that she seemed to smile at him intentionally or unintentionally. At that moment, the silver mole on Zhang Han's forehead jumped inexplicably.

Strange, had she ever seen her before? Or was her piano sound hidden in the nine-headed Demon Sound Beast's "Soul Seeking Demon Sound"-like demon technique?Zhang Han thought in surprise.

In the inexplicable palpitations, the sound of Zi Yan's ten fingers tinkling like a spring of piano unfolded, the silver mole on Zhang Han's forehead woke up like a hibernating bug, and the strange and familiar sighs and illusions began to change and superimpose around him again, like a tide of chaotic memory fragments, and even his mind began to shake a little.

With the superposition of fragments, a dangerous snow peak with heavy snow and the sky and earth suddenly unfolded inexplicably in Zhang Han's mind, as if someone else's memory was forcibly implanted into his brain.

The heavy snow mixed with ice chips and raindrops gathered and scattered on the peaks of the strange flowers, and then sprinkled into the bottomless valleys and ravines, and the cold and glamorous snow scene was shocking with poignancy and illusion.

At the end of the Snow Peak cliff, a dying beautiful fox demon with a fluffy tail spat blood, but sat calmly on the edge of the cliff and stroked the piano leisurely, like a last blooming ice flame, and this beautiful fox demon actually looked almost exactly like Zi Yan on the stage!

The calm sound of the piano inexplicably knocked on Zhang Han's mind through the raging wind and snow, and in his memory, his eyes never seemed to leave this dying fox demon, but he couldn't judge where he was standing, and he didn't know who he was, as if someone else's consciousness was attached to him.

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Such a strange feeling made Zhang Han suddenly realize that the memories that were stirred up in his mind might not be his, but the fragments of memories left in the depths of his consciousness by Long Jiu or other Phantom Dragon ancestors.

Zhang Han thought to himself, Lao Tzu inherited the dragon qi particles of the nine generations of ancestors of the Phantom Dragon Clan, just like stuffing the ghosts of the nine dead ghosts of the Phantom Dragon Clan into himself, God knows what they have done before?

The silver mole on his forehead was beating more and more violently, and a sound sounded in Zhang Han's mind, and in a trance, Zhang Han felt that the silver mole on his forehead was slightly glowing with a silver halo, and his whole body was like flying, looking like he was out of his body.

Zhang Han secretly screamed in his heart, he woke up drunk, and hurriedly silently used the "Lingtai Fangcun Technique" to stabilize his mind, and a palm-sized void white "Consciousness Realm" slowly emerged from his consciousness, covering the throbbing heart steadily. Although his "Lingtai Fangcun Technique" was the worst cultivated, it was still very effective when used to calm the mind and eliminate external interference.

Sure enough, the inexplicable throbbing in his heart was calmed down, and all the illusions in his mind disappeared.

At this moment, Zi Yan's mysterious piano sound "dong" came to an abrupt end. At the end of the song, the audience applauded and applauded endlessly. Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and couldn't help muttering, this woman doesn't know where she came from, her piano sound seems to have some mysterious connection with my mind, I wonder if she came at me on purpose?

Just at a loss, Ji Manfu had already quietly come to Zhang Han's side, and whispered to me: "Zhang Gongzi's magic is strong, Ling Ji admires it, I don't know if Zhang Gongzi can deign to move and get together in the back hall?"

None of the bodyguards behind him followed, obviously with some secrets in mind, but between Zhang Han and him, can there be any secrets? Zhang Han was a little stunned, and staggered to his feet: "Gather in the back hall? Boss Ji wants to have a treat?"

Ji Manfu laughed in a low voice: "Yes, in fact, this is the arrangement of Miss Ziyan, I wonder if Zhang Gongzi can appreciate it?"

His words were earnest, as if there was a hint of mystery, not at all like he was joking with Zhang Han.

The secret hammer of the coo dong smacked his skin, and whispered, "This guy doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so it's okay to go." ”

Zhang Han was a little puzzled, and whispered in his heart: "Are you really so sure?"

Gudong snorted and said, "My intuition is very accurate, besides, there is a beautiful woman to ask for it, can you refuse?"

Zhang Han said in his heart, yes, this Zi Yan is a heartthrob here, it's rare to see a daughter, she actually wants to accompany a nobody like me? Thinking of her mysterious piano sound, Zhang Han couldn't help muttering in his heart, Lao Tzu is trying to probe your bottom, but you sent it to the door yourself, it's really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! Go and go, who is afraid of whom?

During the secret conversation between Zhang Han and Gu Dong, Ji Manfu was a little anxious, and sent a warm invitation to Zhang Han with a smile on his face, and explained that this was exactly what Miss Ziyan meant, and asked Gongzi to come to Yunyun.

Zhang Han pretended to be flattered: "Really, do you mean that Miss Ziyan wants to invite me to the back hall for a gathering?"

Ji Manfu Zhengse said in a low voice: "Absolutely don't lie to Gongzi, this is definitely the arrangement of Miss Ziyan, Gongzi Zhang, please!"

Zhang Han grinned and said, "There is a Ziyan girl to treat, it's a pity not to go! Okay, let's leave now." ”

Ji Manfu was full of joy, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "Childe, please come with me." While leading the way in front, Zhang Han followed him drunkly, and swaggered into the back hall of the Golden Grotto amid the shouts of the demons and people shouting "one more song" to Zi Yan.

The back hall is completely a garden-like large courtyard, strange flowers and plants, rockery ponds and swamps are densely packed in it, plus the pavilions and pavilions that are covered around, the degree of magnificence, it can be compared to the imperial garden of the palace, and the luxury of the front garden is different, the beauty of the backyard focuses on elegance, in the United States, in comfort, almost every scene is beautiful, it seems that the layout is arbitrary, but it is ingenious, no wonder here dare to call the gold cave, walk here, even the gods will revel in it.

Ji Manfu introduced Zhang Han into a delicate and elegant box room, with pink walls and red columns, a room full of pearls and emeralds, a soft seat on the painting screen, a table and a chair are extremely exquisite, a few pots of orchid bamboo bonsai are placed in the window, Zhilan is lush, a huge red jade case has been placed on the rich wine and food, two beautiful pink makeup maids stand in the meantime.

Seeing Zhang Han and Ji Manfu coming in, he immediately shouted: "Good master, good Zhang Gongzi!", the voice is charming and moving, and the posture is enchanting, and at a glance, you can know that it is a flower demon fox demon who specializes in cultivating charm and demon arts.

Zhang Han said in his heart, even the maid knows that my surname is Zhang, and it seems that this surnamed Ji has made enough preparations.

"Zhang Gongzi, please! Zi Yan will be back soon after dealing with the guests in front of the hall. Ji Manfu graciously invited Zhang Han to sit down, picked up a delicate high-necked jasper flask with gold and silver, and poured me a full glass of wine.

Zhang Han didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he didn't drink the wine he poured, and frowned: "You said that Miss Ziyan invited me to come in, Boss Ji, what do you have to do to invite me as a nobody?"