The neon lights are dazzling, and the phantom city is silent during the day, waking up from its sleep, the streets are full of hawkers shouting on the side of the road, and the city guards also change into special clothes and roam the streets of the whole city.

Among the Seven Cities, the Phantom City is a real city that never sleeps, as long as it is nightfall, you can really see its brilliance and prosperity.

It's just that something strange happened recently, and the 24-hour door is often closed recently.

Originally, everyone was still speculating, but the young master of the shadow had returned, and there was something to be done inside here, but after more than half a month, the antique teahouse that stood on the most prosperous street in the Phantom City had not resumed its previous business, and many nobles got the news, and the little lords here left the Phantom City one after another.

Those who had the heart to track it down, but in the end, they only found one piece of news, and the whereabouts of the seven little masters were unknown!

didn't listen to what the outside world was talking about, Mo Xiao in white secretly sent all the employees in the teahouse out, and now, the entire teahouse is just the three owners.

At this moment, Xiaoying was leaning on the head of the bed and pestering Qianji to tell stories, Qianji, who was not good at storytelling, naturally wanted to ask Mo Xiao in white to help, but Mo Xiao in white really listened to Xiaoying's words and didn't let him in, he was like a log, standing outside the room.

"Xiaoying, the situation at that time, laughter was also forced to ......"

"You want to intercede for him?" Shadow snorted.

In fact, she knew very well that no one could stop Mo Xiao in white when he wanted to come in, and she had no position to blame him at all, but every time she thought of the moment Mo Xiao in white rushed out to stop her, she felt depressed.

Moreover, if he hadn't appeared at that time, even if she was out of strength, she would not have tragically become like this, and she would not have been able to get out of bed and walk, but at this time, Mo Xiao in white also sent all the employees in the teahouse out, so that she didn't have to listen to the story of relieving her boredom.

How could she not complain?

Unwilling to anger Xiaoying, let alone standing outside the room with Mo Xiao in white clothes, Qianji obediently closed his mouth, and the room was quiet for a while.

Frowning, Xiaoying glanced out of the room, because Qianji hadn't closed the door when she came in before, so now she could clearly see Mo Xiao in white clothes.

He was lowering his head, and the folding fan that swaggered in the market on weekdays was thrown by him somewhere, and the white clothes were still shengxue, but because of the owner's low mood, he became spiritual.

"Qianji, there is a piece of wood outside the door blocking the light, it is really an eyesore, you go out and help me throw him!" The dark eyes turned, and Xiaoying suddenly made an unreasonable request.

Qianji was stunned, and subconsciously looked out of the door, thinking that Mo Xiao in white would let him stop moving, but that guy actually waved at him.

Suspiciously, he got up and walked out, and as soon as he left the room, Bai Yi Mo Xiao pulled him away, and at the same time closed the door.

"She's still angry?" Bai Yi Mo smiled and frowned.

Qianji nodded, he could see that Xiaoying was angry, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for Mo Xiao in white to not see it.

Distressedly, he put the back of his hand on his forehead, and the cold feeling relieved the headache a little, and looked at the room, and the white clothes Mo Xiao turned to stare at Qianji, not knowing what he was thinking.

Intuition is something bad, Qianji just wanted to refuse first, but the white-clothed Mo Xiao took care of himself and pulled him towards the warehouse of the teahouse.

"What do you want to do?" It's better to ask first, otherwise I don't know how I died.

Pointing in the direction of the warehouse, Bai Yi Mo smiled and blinked, and said angrily: "When you arrive, you will know." ”

The answer to "......" is nonsense, which is very speechless.

Qianji was not good at words, but now, knowing that he couldn't get an answer, he didn't want to continue to waste his tongue, he just asked Bai Yi Mo Xiao not to go too far.

Of course, he thought that Bai Yi Mo Xiao should not go too far, who would have thought that after entering the warehouse, Bai Yi Mo Xiao asked him if he could play the piano.

"If you attack with the guqin, maybe you can, just play the qin...... You'd better find someone else. Qianji waved his hand again and again.

He can't do such a vassal and elegant thing as playing the piano, so it's better for Mo Xiao in white to invite another smart person.

Seeing that Qianji was leaving, the white-clothed Mo Xiao hurriedly stopped him, and then said solemnly: "It's better not to play." ”

“……”

"In short, when I go to Xiaoying's later, you can play as ugly as you can."

“……”

"Then I'll have a way to get her to forgive me."

Bai Yi Mo smiled and said to himself, not realizing at all that Qianji's expressionless face at this moment was gradually becoming gloomy at the moment, and it was very possible to go wild again.

However, for the sake of safety, it is better for him not to run wild, then, in the end, he can only hold the guqin to find Xiaoying at the instigation of Mo Xiao in white clothes.

When he came to the front of the room, Mo Xiao in white brought a book at some point, and Qianji clearly remembered that it was the first story that Xiaoying showed him, telling the duel between the flower of sin and the flower of justice under the darkness.

Although it is a fictional story, it was in the initial stage at that time, and there was no identity and high remuneration to invite a storyteller, so Xiaoying and Baiyi Mo Xiao had to come by themselves, and it was precisely because of this story that the name of the young master of the shadow spread throughout the Phantom City.

At that time, everyone knew that there was a shadow young master here, every time she came out to tell a story, she could always bring a new and unique story, many storytellers had imitated the shadow young master, but every time it could be seen, so even if he didn't participate in the storyteller's assessment, the shadow young master was a storyteller recognized by everyone.

It's just that other stories are repeatedly told by others, but no one cares about the first story told by Xiaoying, not because the story is not good, but because no one can tell Xiaoying's vividness.

Over time, this story was slowly forgotten, and Qianji couldn't understand why Mo Xiao in white would take out this story now.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiaoying didn't like this story very much, and she was a little disgusted, Qianji was very worried, and the white-clothed Mo Xiao was not forgiven at that time, but annoyed Xiaoying even more.

"What's wrong, don't believe I have a way to get Xiaoying to forgive me?" Bai Yi Mo smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Shaking his head, Qianji was noncommittal.

Seeing that he didn't have a letter, Bai Yi Mo Xiao couldn't help but be annoyed, and he didn't knock on the door, and the moment he pushed the door directly, he didn't forget to push Qianji first.

As soon as he heard Feng Ye finish talking about the rumors outside the Phantom City recently, he saw Qianji suddenly rushing in with the guqin in his arms, seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Xiaoying knew it in his heart, and expected that Mo Xiao in white would pull Qianji into the water.

"Qianji, do you want to pierce my ears with a magic sound?" Glancing at the guqin, Xiaoying held back a smile and pretended to ask seriously.

was already uncomfortable, but now listening to Xiaoying's question, Qianji was even more uncomfortable, but at this time, Mo Xiao in white also broke in.

Without waiting for Xiaoying to open his mouth to drive away, Mo Xiao, who was in white clothes, took the book with the story printed on it and covered his face.

Seeing the book, Xiaoying was obviously stunned, no one knew the content of the book better than her, so at a glance, she understood what someone wanted to do.

Sometimes, though, if you want to see something more fun, you have to knowingly ask, "How did you get in?" Don't think that if you cover your face with a book, I won't dare to let you get out. ”

"Ahem, Xiaoying, can't you be a lady?" Bai Yi Mo smiled a little helplessly.

With a cold snort, Xiaoying sat up straight with difficulty: "You didn't know me on the first day, and now you came to complain that I'm not a lady, why did you go earlier?" ”

Seeing her difficulty, Qianji put down the guqin and wanted to help her, but when her hand was only halfway out, she was dragged back by Mo Xiao in white, and then she was pulled to the guqin by someone and told him to really come to the music to pierce her ears.

As for the white-clothed Mo Xiao, who solved the thousand opportunities, he took the opportunity to say to Xiaoying: "I'll sing to you to admit your mistakes, you forgive me." ”

Really! He had been going to do it since he thought of that story.

Xiaoying couldn't hold back a smile, although the story was written by her, but she didn't describe it in the story, the instrument used for dubbing was the guqin, and I don't know if it was intentional by Mo Xiao in white clothes, or if he only knew the guqin.

In short, a good pop song, he even wanted to use the guqin to dub it.

There was no exit reminder, Xiaoying half-squinted, and started after Mo Xiao in white cleaned up her mood, you know, she had never heard Mo Xiao sing in white clothes, let alone Qianji playing the piano.

Xiaoying put her posture in a good position, and the white-clothed Mo Xiao understood what she meant, turned the book to the page where the lyrics were recorded, and after giving Qianji a gesture, the white-clothed Mo Xiao opened her throat and began to sing.

The piano sounds, the lyrics are sung, and the audience does not go to heaven, but to hell.

Distorted to watch their hard performance, Xiaoying blocked her ears with her hands, just the song just now, she felt like she had gone to the palace of death, as long as the eighteen layers of hell had a punishment, she seemed to have experienced it all at that moment just now.

is the so-called magic sound piercing the ears, a thousand machines are demons, let him kill people, play the piano, it is originally self-inflicted.

As for Mo Xiao in white, he should be the scum of foreign beasts, and ancient books record that foreign beasts that can transform into humans all have a good singing voice, but he is an exception.

His song is even more torturous than the piano of a thousand machines.

"Enough, enough." I couldn't stand it anymore, Xiaoying couldn't help but speak.

Bai Yi Mo smiled but pretended not to hear, and continued to sing him, until Qianji's expression was a little distorted, Xiaoying had to compromise, gritted her teeth and said: "Don't sing anymore, I forgive you, it's done." ”

"Really?" Stopping to sing, the white-clothed Mo smiled skeptically for verification.

Nodding her head randomly, Xiaoying stumbled off the bed, no matter how painful her body was, she pounced directly on Qianji, so that in order to protect her safety, she would never have the opportunity to touch the guqin with those hands.

The purpose of asking for forgiveness was achieved, and the happiest one to laugh at was Mo Xiao in white, and it was determined that Xiaoying didn't like his songs, and in some later times, every time Xiaoying was angry with him and refused to see him, he instigated Qianji to bring the guqin and decided to sing in front of Xiaoying.

Under the coercion of the voice torture, every time Xiaoying and the white-clothed Mo Xiao get angry, in the end, it will be gone, but it is a thousand machines, and they are always affected by this.