Shiruxiang silently returned to the wing, at this moment, the people of the entire Yuehai Pavilion were resting, and their work and rest time was to be active at night and rest during the day, which was different from the work and rest of normal people.

I was puzzled in my heart, the piano master I saw just now gave her a different feeling, in him, she didn't feel the slightest popularity, no, it should be correct to say, he is not a human being.

She pondered why the aura emanating from a man was familiar to her, and this familiarity was strange to her, and what haunted her mind always popped out for no reason to remind her.

Shiruhua lifted the collar and glanced at the wound on the shoulder, the surrounding area was still very dark, like a bruise or not, she knew that it was a scar left by the burning of the arrow flame, the wound was still very painful, as long as she didn't make a big move, it would heal in less than two or three months.

Two or three months, too long, He Liyu will celebrate her birthday at the end of this month, and she must find a way to rush back.

I don't know if my disappearance will attract his attention, and the thought that he is not in the mansion at the moment suddenly feels a little deflated and depressed.

The door was pushed open, and the poetry looked up at it, and the Oiran Moi of the Moon Sea Pavilion appeared in her room, worthy of the Oiran, indeed beautiful and abnormal, different from the poetic beauty, her beauty is mature beauty, charming beauty, like a ripe peach for people to drove.

And the picturesque beauty, with innocence and purity, with wildness, is the beauty of the dazzling eyes, the beauty is not enchanting, but I will never take my eyes off her when I look at her.

Mo Yi looked at the poetry carefully, yesterday she knew from the mouth of the maid Qiumeng that Sister Xiang was planning to support the new Oiran again, and she was a little uncomfortable in her heart, in the Yuehai Pavilion, she was the only Oiran, a collection of thousands of favors, and her status was superior, of course, she didn't want to have an Oiran comparable to her, so she hurriedly came over to see this beauty billet in Sister Xiang's mouth as soon as it was dawn.

It's beautiful, but the age looks too young, you want to have no breasts, you want to have an ass without an ass, and there is an unruly atmosphere all over your body, such a girl is not suitable for staying in Yuehai Pavilion, and the good thing to say is that such a girl is not suitable for men to play at all.

"What's your name?" Moy sat down solemnly, raised his eyebrows, and asked proudly.

Poetic and picturesque, sitting on the bed without moving, silent for a long time.

"Oh, it's such a big shelf, why, before it became an Oiran, it started to serve the shelf." Mo Yi was angry, her beautiful face turned cold, she walked to the bed, grabbed Shiru's shoulders and hair, forcing Shiruhua to look up and stare at her coldly.

"What are you staring at, believe it or not, as long as I am angry, you will be destroyed silently, little girl, when you come here, your eyes should be brighter, and you can see clearly who is in charge here, in the Moon Sea Pavilion, there is only one Oiran from beginning to end, understand?"

Shiruhua nodded, the hand hidden in the water sleeve clenched into a fist, his heart was churning like fire, and his anger was about to explode.

The nine-tailed fox with high mana has to be obedient in her hands, when will it be the turn of this ignorant woman to bully, it is really looking for death!

Loosening the silk, Moy clapped his hands and laughed coquettishly:

"Be obedient, I'll find Sister Xiang to transfer you to my side as a maid."

After speaking, Moy twisted his thin waist and left the picturesque room, and came to his boudoir step by step, the luxuriously decorated boudoir exuded a faint fragrance, the smell of rouge powder, and a faint fragrance like osmanthus.

Walking into the room, Mo Yi covered his lips and yawned, stretched his waist very elegantly, and sighed tiredly, and the handsome and indifferent face of the master of the piano couldn't help but appear in front of him, and his face was blushing and shy.

A figure appeared at the door, and Moy, who had planned to rest, suddenly exclaimed, overwhelmed with joy.

"Woo, why are you here?" Moy hurriedly stepped forward to pull him, but the woman flashed sideways, her blue eyes quiet and indifferent, and she was dead.

"Miss Moi, you don't want to hear 'falling flowers.'"

"Yes, Lady Wo, do you want to play the piano for me now?" Moy's heart was full of joy, her face bloomed with charming flowers, and she took a few steps back to welcome her into the room.

She nodded indifferently, her pale face was bloodless, and her long blue hair was scattered around her body at will, matching her blue eyes, like rippling water, layer upon layer, mottled with ripples.

Moy closed the door casually, her eyes lit up, and a heat in her body made her a little anxious, and she reached out to pull her wrist, but he flashed sideways again.

Secretly, everyone knows that Moy, the flower of the Moon Sea Pavilion, is fond of the violinist's wife, and he teases her in every way, but she still can't make her feel a little emotional, but now the sun is rising in the west, and the indifferent violinist actually took the initiative to find Moy, which really made Moi overjoyed and happy.

Mo Yi sat beside her, holding her cheeks, looking at the pianist and her wife with drunken eyes, her heart pounding, a little confused.

The sound of the piano is sometimes sonorous and enthusiastic. Such as the water blocking the river and the rocky waves to curb the flying boat, sometimes sad and euphemistic, such as the wind howling canyon twists and turns, sometimes the waves are open-minded, such as the moon in the clouds, the water floods the Pingchuan.

He leisurely rubbed the piano slowly, and the sound of the clanging sound was like drops of water, falling into the depths of people's hearts.

Moy's mind was gradually attracted, and he was slowly brought into a fog, his eyes gradually closed, and the hand dragging his cheeks slowly slipped down, and Moi's whole body fell on the table, and the sound of the piano stopped.

As soon as noon passed, Sister Xiang took the maid Qiuyue to the picturesque room, and saw her resting in the room obediently, Sister Xiang suddenly smiled, and her heart bloomed with joy.

"Qiulan, Qiuxiang, come here......" Sister Xiang opened her mouth and shouted, Shirutu couldn't help but smile when she saw her appearance, she avoided the shoulder wound when she was dressing, and although her face still looked a little pale, her complexion was much better.

Sister Xiang looked left and right and felt that she had picked up a big bargain, and bought a girl with such high potential for 30 taels of silver, which was indeed the first time that Sister Xiang had a life, and she was happy to blossom in her dreams.

"Qiuyue, go and see, what are the two dead girls of Qiulan and Qiuxiang doing, do you want to be a maid and want to pick up a man." Sister Xiang crossed her waist and snorted coldly.

Qiu Yue's face changed, and she hurriedly rushed out the door.

"Oh, girl, you are the baby of our Yuehai Pavilion, don't be in a hurry to get out of bed, wait for the girls to come and serve you." Sister Xiang smiled and held the picturesque little hand, with a flattering face.

Shiruhua was a little awkward, pretending to pour water and pull out the hand that was clenched, at this moment, there was a scream in the corridor, Sister Xiang was frightened, angry, twisted her waist and ran out of the house, Shiruhua was also a little curious, could it be that the flower thief came yesterday, and also followed out of the room.

There were a lot of people crowded at the door of Moy's room, Qiu Lan and Qiu Xiang were standing at the door with frightened faces, and when they saw Sister Xiang coming over, they hurriedly exclaimed:

"Sister Xiang, Sister Xiang, something is wrong, Miss Moi has an accident."

Sister Xiang chuckled in her heart, pushed away the crowd, and saw Mo Yi lying on the bed in rags, her exposed skin was scarlet, her face was blue and purple, the color was terrifying, her hair was scattered, her eyes were like dead fish eyes without blinking, staring at the top of the bed, and her two arms were weakly on the side of the bed.

Sister Xiang shouted and pounced, Mo Yi is the trump card in her hand, a money-making machine, cultivated for so many years just to finally have a good home, which her ruined her, silver, gone, nothing.

Sister Xiang cried and shouted, roaring and letting people hurry up to find a doctor to come over, everyone saw Sister Xiang look crazy and obediently left and didn't dare to see the excitement anymore, Qiu Yue stood timidly on the side and didn't dare to squeak, Shiruxiang didn't want to pay attention to it, this woman entered the house early in the morning to threaten her, and she was extremely bored with her in her heart, and just wanted to go back to her room, she saw the corner in front of her, and the slender and tall figure stood there, holding the guqin in her arms, her blue eyes were indifferent and dead, and she looked at the poetry and picturesque.

Shiru's heart trembled, so he looked like a dead man, and only that blue could make people feel signs of life.

Wu Huan hugged the guqin and turned away, her back, Xiao Suo was thin and lonely!

Moe is crazy, this news shocked everyone, Mo Yi is the pillar of the Moon Sea Pavilion, Oiran, now crazy, what should the Moon Sea Pavilion do?

Sister Xiang wanted to know from Mo Yi who had spoiled her, but as soon as this question was opened, Mo Yi was like crazy, punching and kicking, and biting people everywhere like a madman.

Although the Yuehai Pavilion without Moi is also lively and noisy at night, the second floor is really quiet, there is no one, empty, Sister Xiang stood on the stage and sighed, Moi has gone crazy, these days she tried all kinds of ways to make Moi not improve in the slightest, and gave up, her eyes were fixed on the picturesque, it seems that she has to cultivate this girl as soon as possible.

"Sister Xiang, the girl from the Snow Sea Pavilion came to see Miss Moy." Qiu Yue said timidly behind her, no one dares to make a loud noise in front of Sister Xiang these days, everyone knows in their hearts that Sister Xiang is holding back a resentment in her heart, and whoever is unlucky will be sprinkled on whom.

"What is she doing, watching the excitement." Sister Xiang snorted coldly, disdain and hatred flashed in her eyes.

Moi has been ruined, and the Moon Sea Pavilion is without an Oiran, and it is only a matter of time before it closes its doors.

"Sister Xiang, she said that she had something important to talk to Sister Xiang."

Sister Xiang was stunned, and then sneered, the important thing is nothing more than to take over Yuehai Pavilion and expand her business scope, thinking that she has been up and down for many years, and she has been planted in the hands of a little girl, and she can't help but feel a little resentful in her heart.

"Take her up to the second floor and talk to me." Sister Xiang flicked her sleeves, turned around and left with a hum.

Picturesque quietly came to the back of the first floor, these days everyone is busy with Moy, there is no time to take care of her, the terrain has been surveyed, the back of the first floor is the place where the next person washes clothes and cooks, and the most important thing is that there is a back door, from here you can leave the Moon Sea Pavilion.

Shiruhua cat waist quietly walked to the back door, left and right to see no one, just wanted to move to push the door, a gust of wind behind the fierce, Shiruhua was shocked, the shoulder wound has improved but still can't do too strenuous exercise, just slightly sideways, after the wind, has been a big hand quickly covered her mouth, dragged her into a firewood room, 'bang' door was tightly closed.

It was dark in the wood room, and the picturesque quilt was still on the ground, struggling to sit up, but someone was pressed to the ground tightly, and a pair of big hands roamed around her body.

Shi Ruhua was shocked, he couldn't care about the shoulder wound and slapped it, and the other party fell to the side with a crisp sound, Shi Ruhua hurriedly got up, the mana was sealed, no matter how much strength he had, he couldn't beat the man, the wound was torn, it was about to heal and tear apart, and the bright red smell of blood filled the firewood room.

The man who was knocked down was very surprised, but he didn't expect that her strength was not small, hehe smiled, grabbed her hair and dragged it over, riding on Shiruhua's body, opening the bow left and right, 'popping' sound endlessly, Shiruhua's head was dizzy, his eyes were black, and his feet were still unable to break free from the man, at this moment, Shiruhua was really scared, thinking of Moy's tragic situation, his heart was dead.

The hand that was pressed to the ground groped, an axe was held in his hand, and at the moment when the man grinned and smiled lewdly on his body, the axe slashed, and a piece of blood appeared, and the axe slashed obliquely on the man's neck, and the man fell to the ground without snorting, his limbs twitched, his eyes stared in disbelief, and the blood of Dagu Dagu flowed out of his neck.

Shiruhua turned over and got up, pulled the wound, gasped in pain, regardless of whether the man was dead or alive, pushed open the door of the firewood room and dodged out and then closed the door.

When he turned around, he crashed into a person's arms, Shiruhua was shocked, hurriedly retreated and looked up, only to see Wu Huan standing there coldly, still holding the guqin in her arms, her blue eyes were dead and gray, flashing with strange light in the night.

"Master Wu, what are you doing here?" Ma Xiaoer, who walked down the stairs from the second floor, stared at him puzzled, standing in the corner and being blocked by a wall, Ma Xiaoer didn't see it.

"Master Wu, Sister Xiang is looking for you to discuss something." Ma Xiaoer walked behind Wu Huan, and was taken aback when he saw the poetry covered in blood, he opened his mouth and was about to shout, Huo Di, Wu Yu moved, his five fingers were raised, and an object came out of his arms, directly pounced on Ma Xiaoer's face and gnawed violently, Ma Xiaoer struggled violently at first, fell to the ground in less than a moment, his hands and feet twitched, and he didn't move for a while.

Poetry is picturesque and frightened, staring at the thing that is still gnawing on Ma Xiaoer's face, what kind of monster is that, with the tail of a fish, the upper body and face are human torsos, very small hands grabbed Ma Xiaoer's ears, the monster found that someone was staring at it, raised his head, grinned at her, his mouth was full of blood, red and glamorous and terrifying, and then looked at Ma Xiaoer, even the poetry was full of shock, Ma Xiaoer's face was already blurred, all his facial features were eaten by that monster, blood covered his face, strange and terrifying, Only half of the head remained, terrifying in the night.

The heart is frightened, the night is deeper, the wind is colder, and the blood is thicker!

The monster seemed to have eaten enough, burped, wiped the blood from its face with its tiny hands, revealed its facial features, and smiled strangely at the picturesque.

Poetry and picturesque retreat, shocking eyes back and forth in the middle of the woman and the monster, they look too similar, like a mold carved out, but, the monster's eyes are dead gray, the facial features are petite, but very hideous, dead gray eyes staring at the poetry and picturesque dripping around, the woman shrinks her hand, the monster is brought back into her arms, dissatisfied with the low roar, open the mouth, sharp teeth bite to the neck of the woman, the five fingers of the woman bounce, the monster is like a puppet, was taken away, the woman holds her hand and clenches it, the monster squeaks and screams, There was no movement in the clothes of the woman.

"You want to get out of here?" She spoke, her voice cold, just like his people.

Shiruhua came back from the shock and nodded, knowing that there was no chance if she didn't leave tonight, two people died in Yuehai Pavilion, and the government would check it, if Sister Xiang knew that these dead people had something to do with her, she would definitely not let her go.

"Just drop by!" After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the back door, and Shiruhua hurriedly followed, hesitating, wanting to ask what that monster was just now.

The two of them walked out of the Moon Sea Pavilion and walked forward along the dark night road.

"You're all right." She was indifferently concerned, her blue eyes were dead and silent, without the slightest ripple.

Shiruhua shook his head, and just wanted to ask with his consciousness, a light flashed in front of him, and then a ray of red light appeared, and bursts of angry roars rose to the sky, listening to it in the silent night, like a wolf howling.

Sister-in-law and Shiruhua's heart was slightly cold, and they rushed forward, Shiruxiang was even more anxious, and the roar sounded a little familiar, like the voice of Qiqi.

The roar sounded very close, but the distance was very far, Wu Huan galloped through the air with a picturesque picture, and after a while, she arrived at the outskirts of the city, only to see the red light in the forest flickering, a net of flashing red light shrouded Qi Qi, a little tightened, Qi Qi struggled inside, the woman with a light veil covered her face stood in the air, and the four men around each held one end of the red net and stood in the air, letting Qi Qi struggle inside, roaring.

The poem landed picturesquely, raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and although his mana was sealed, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

For the picturesque appearance, the woman who covered her face with a light veil was very surprised, her eyes shot a cold light, and she snorted coldly in a low voice:

"The people of the Moon Sea Pavilion, damn it!"

"Let it go!" The cold consciousness sounded in the woman's mind, and the woman who covered her face with a clear veil let out a long laugh, her clothes floating, and her eyes sneered like mockery.

"You whose mana is sealed, what right do you have to order me, poetry is picturesque, you shouldn't have escaped from the Moon Sea Pavilion, you could have survived, but unfortunately, tonight, you can only die."

Speaking, his hands were raised, and a group of energy with red light blasted towards the picturesque, the picturesque poetry was shocked, and was taken up by the woman in the air, and the energy ball bombarded the place where they were standing just now, shooting in all directions, the murderous aura in the eyes of the woman appeared, the right hand was lightly raised, the monster shot out of her arms, and pounced directly on the woman standing in the air, the guqin was in the air, and the woman was stroking the qin with her left hand.

Layers of halo were drawn, the collision of light and light, making an earth-shattering shaking, the four men in the air were shocked, and the red net was quickly tightened in their hands, seeing that the speed of Qiqi's struggle in it was getting slower and slower, Shiruhua was anxious, and hurriedly took out the only four remaining red fruits from the sachet and put them in her mouth, chewed, swallowed, a strange power instantly enveloped her whole body, Shiruhua suddenly raised her head and roared, the shoulder wound burst out, her long hair shot straight into the air, and a strange black mist shot out of her body, like a funnel, The black mist was shrouded, and the painful poetry clenched his fists and blasted forward.

She wanted to roar, to vent the heat that was circling in her chest, otherwise, it would really burn her internal organs.

At this moment, the sound of the piano is lingering, and after the rapid and majestic passion, the rhyme of the piano gradually calms down, as if the tide is falling, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the sandbar is quiet, and the sound is intermittent, as thin as a gossamer.

This place is like a magma eruption, and it is like a volcanic eruption, and the figures are chaotic, and it is bombarded out.

The light of the red net disappeared in an instant, and the four men were killed by a picturesque punch, and Qi Qi broke free and rushed through the forest with sparks all over his body.

The monster and the woman were separated in the air, and the woman was still stroking the qin, the monster wagged its tail wildly, and its small arms pounced on the woman with teeth and claws.

Forcibly suppressed the true qi that was scurrying around in the body, the poetry was picturesque and gasped, and the red light of the ring hidden in the collar flashed, blue and red, and flashed rapidly, the poetry was picturesque, what was going on, the chaotic true qi in the body seemed to be guided by something, and slowly calmed down, and finally, slowly flowed into the limbs and hundreds of remains, hidden