After the phantom thieves killed their horses, Ling Hanluo had no mounts and could only walk on foot to the next town, which wasted them days in the mountains. But the hard work of crossing the mountains and mountains made Ling Hanluo feel peaceful, he never complained about sleeping in the mountains and woodlands, at first Zong Lan thought that he had never eaten fine clothes and jade food, and he must have eaten wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains, but he did not have a trace of dissatisfaction, nor did he blame them.

"Childe, there is Yuji City ahead." Zong Lan looked at the city gate that did not have a magnificent momentum and said to Ling Hanluo.

"You go ahead and arrange it." Although Ling Hanluo didn't complain about the hard work along the way, the dusty aura of this body already made him quite uncomfortable. There were many stains on the white clothes.

"Yes." Zong Lan was ordered to quickly head towards the city.

Ling Hanluo twisted his body uncomfortably, and ordered Zigui to find an inn to bathe and change clothes.

Yuji City is surrounded by mountains and stands on a not very vast plain, and it is this not very vast land that has created the prosperity of Yuji City.

Yuji City is located on the main road in the southwest direction, and is the cultural and economic center of the southwest region, which is very prosperous.

Yuji City is prosperous and peaceful, with constant shouting and pedestrians on the streets. Everywhere you can see women talking happily in twos and threes, and groups of children frolicking. They are all ordinary people, and as long as their lives are not endangered, they will always live like this.

On top of the castle tower stood a beautiful man, who looked at the crowd of people coming and going from the city with a pair of smiling eyes, and his face showed a little sneer. He had a peerless and bewitching face, but it was as pale as a blank piece of paper, as if he had never seen the light. His eyes are deep and unobtrusive, as if a few more glances will make people sink into the mud. A sexy thin lip pursed slightly, slightly upturned. A blue robe fluttered in the wind, chic like a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes who does what he wants.

The light of his body can overshadow the splendor of a hundred flowers competing to open first, like the stars, and the light is brilliant.

He is called Sha Mujue, no one knows who he is, he sometimes walks the streets, sometimes plays the piano in restaurants, sometimes tells fortunes on street corners, and sometimes laughs and laughs in green buildings.

When Ling Hanluo and the others entered an inn in the city called Yuxuan Pavilion, he was playing the piano in the pavilion. The melodious sound of the piano wafted throughout the building, and even the pedestrians on the street couldn't stop at the sound of the piano.

There are not many inns of this size like Yuxuan Pavilion in Yuji City, and Yuxuan Pavilion only wins in this graceful piano sound. It is said that the one who played the piano was a beautiful son, and many literati and scholars wanted to come here to see the handsome and smiling face of that son, and everyone who saw him was obsessed with him. And the luthier in this building only plays the piano according to his own interests, and if you are lucky, you may be able to hear his piano sound.

The crowd was as quiet as water, and all the noise and hustle and bustle seemed to be blocked by magical magic, making this earthly world a little terrifyingly quiet.

Sitting in the private room on the second floor, he looked at the quiet crowd downstairs through the window, he leaned down and pressed the piano, smiling as if he was also intoxicated by his own piano sound.

When the song ended, many people looked at the window from afar.

Some people don't need a gesture to make a splash. He is such a person, he does not need any gesture, he does not need any words to attract everyone's attention, because of his poisonous, bewitching face. The slender fingers played with the black hair on his chest, well-dressed, like a virgin, and he was smart and frightening. The beauty smiled and fell into the city, and this smile made people even more fascinated by him.

"That guy is so good-looking, and he plays the piano so well." Qinghuayin pointed to the person playing the piano upstairs to show Xiu Chenyan, who glanced over casually, and was indeed shocked by the bewitching face. But he still said disdainfully.

"Why do men want to be so good-looking?" A beautiful man like him is an embroidered pillow in the eyes of Xiuchen, and he is useless.

"You don't sin at all for being ugly, it's all because your parents didn't give birth to you so good-looking." Manjusri Lan added a fire behind him to make Xiu Chen's eyes smoky, he wanted to find Xiao Shichen to comment, but Xiao Shichen was just stunned by this magnificent inn, he thought that the fashion building was already very luxurious, but he didn't expect that a mountain was higher than a mountain, and this Yuxuan Pavilion was more stylish. It's no wonder that the fashion building is only in a small town, and there is nothing better than it in a small town.

Xiuchen regretted Xiao Shichen's inattention, he was always not on the same line as everyone, but from this point of view, Xiao Shichen is a real person, he will not be attracted by other people's beauty, he will only like a Manjushri who is not beautiful and gentle in his life.

They originally planned to stay in the fashion building for a while so that Qinghuayin could heal from her injuries, but after only two or three days, Qinghuayin couldn't stay anymore, so they had to hire a carriage to go on the road. Fortunately, with Xiao Shichen, a famous doctor, Qinghuayin's injury healed very quickly, and he did not suffer along the way. As soon as they arrived in Yuji City, they heard the intoxicating sound of the piano, and Qinghuayin jumped out of the carriage regardless of it, so that they would appear in the door of Yuxuan Pavilion.

To be honest, the guests in Yuxuan Pavilion are really beautiful, both men and women have their own merits, which is really overwhelming. It's no wonder that there is such a beautiful luthier.

"I mean, can you get to the point?" It's not that Xiao Shichen didn't see the beauty of the violinist, he was already used to seeing all kinds of beauties just in the portraits, and he was only limited to the portraits.

"There are beautiful women in the north, who are independent of the world, and they look at the city and the country." Xiao Shichen used the ink in his stomach to sigh in praise, and the whole person looked up as if he had been confused, tilting his head and closing his eyes slightly, with an intoxicating smile on his face.

"You...... Go find your beauty. ”

Wen Shulan was so angry with him that her lips trembled, she thought that Xiao Shichen was praising the beautiful man upstairs, and reached out to push him hard, pushing him from the stool to the ground.

Xiao Shichen stood up and patted the dust on the hem of his clothes that he hadn't seen. "I'm not talking about him." Then he sat down again, not angry at all.

"When have you ever seen a better looking woman than him?" Qinghuayin asked curiously.

"There is a collection of paintings in the Medicine Valley, which contains hundreds of precious ink treasures, which are collected by the master as treasures. It is said that these paintings were painted by the lords of the medicine valley in the past dynasties, and the paintings are all beautiful men. "It's already an ancient painting, and the beauty has long been turned into dry bones, and the poor face is hard to beat the years.

"The people in your medicine valley are really weird, you only draw good-looking men." Xiu Chenyan couldn't help but shake his teeth and said. Could it be that the valley owners of the Medicine Valley are all broken sleeves.

That's because the man I happened to meet had an unforgettable beauty, and then I painted it and admired it. Besides, it is everyone's nature to love beauty, maybe you will meet such a person that day, and then be fascinated to paint his beauty. Xiu Chenyan pouted disapplauded, so that he would not be infatuated with a man.