As soon as Mo Heng's hand holding the light whip loosened, the hand pressed on his chest gradually fell back to his side, and when he heard that Xiao Yubai was about to open the mirror of his past life, his whole person seemed to be stupid, he was stunned for a long time, took a slow breath, looked at Ziqing who was standing like a pillar, and said to himself: "You don't insult Benjun, how can Benjun have anything to do with such a lowly goblin!" ”

"Alas! Why are you so badly spoken! I'll just ......" The cold voice of the demon monarch was full of contempt and disdain for Ziqing, I was so angry that I couldn't help but want to step forward and beat him, why did he hold a demon monarch shelf!

"Stop!"

Xiao Yubai turned his head sideways and glared at me, I immediately drooped my head, my eyes were on my toes, and my index fingers were pointing at each other, but I had no choice but to curse the demon monarch in my heart, let him go out and fall into the stinky ditch!

Suddenly, there was a swish in my ears.

A sharp cold wind blew through my cheeks, and I instinctively looked up.

I saw Xiao Yu's white wrist, and a streamer of light shot from his wide black sleeves to the top of the hall, and a brilliant light suddenly spilled onto the ground through the round mirror with a golden body and copper face.

Hey? This......

Under the dimming of the light, as if playing a movie, scenes gradually appeared in the light curtain, first a Yellowstone rockery, then a few stones, a few bamboos, and a stream.

I didn't wait for me to be surprised for too long, suddenly the scenery changed, and a crystal bead curtain appeared in the light curtain, pouring down, behind the curtain, there was a vague figure, like a man like a son, sitting on the ground, leisurely stroking the piano.

I saw that the pair of slender and white hands gently plucked the strings, and the fingertips rose and fell. The sound of the piano flows, virtual or real, and is changeable. Like a dripping spring in a secluded stream, clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear, and then the water gathers into a gurgling strong current, with tenacious vitality through the mountains and mountains, reefs and shoals, and merges into the rolling rivers and seas.

My heart followed the rapid and slow sound of the piano up and down, until the man raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the rockery outside the curtain. The fingertips gradually slowed down, and the notes eventually calmed down, leaving only the overtones. It looks like a fish jumping on the surface of the water, and the occasional splash of the waves.

As soon as the light curtain turned, I saw that a small head that was originally poking out from behind the rockery suddenly retracted, and it was actually a seventeen or eighteen little girl? I saw her whole body leaning against the rockery, and a touch of lake-blue dress was slightly lifted by the wind. The whitened hands kept caressing his chest. The delicate red lips gasped slightly, and then a beautiful female voice came out of the light curtain, "Ah! Scared the hell out of me! Good thing it wasn't found! ”

As the woman's voice came, the light curtain gradually narrowed, and the woman's small face, which had been nervous and slightly wrinkled, gradually enlarged on the light curtain. Looking forward to the brilliance, the brilliance. It's beautiful.

My eyes widened instantly, that woman turned out to be Ziqing?

"She?" Seeing this scene, Demon Monarch Mo Heng suddenly approached the light curtain, pointed at the face of the woman in the light curtain in disbelief, and then turned to the side Ziqing, whose gaze had never moved away from him from beginning to end, "You, you, you ......"

"Not yet!"

A familiar cold voice suddenly came from the light curtain, intact and overlapping with the voice of Demon Monarch Mo Heng. As soon as the picture turned, he returned to the crystal bead curtain again, and the man sitting on the ground stood up suddenly, first a white finger stretched out the bead curtain, and then lifted it slightly, and the slightly thin man walked out.

His slightly pale face has beautiful and delicate facial features, a pair of overly clear eyes under the thick black eyebrows, a handsome nose, and slightly pursed lips.

"Ben, Benjun is ......"

After seeing the man's face that was exactly the same as his, Mo Heng stammered completely, and his hand trembled while pointing at the man in the light curtain, and in an instant, the whole person was like an old man in his seventies and eighties, and most of his spirit was gone.

"You've really seen her?"

Ziqing glanced at Demon Monarch Mo Heng blankly, then slowly turned around, facing the man with the same face as Demon Monarch Mo Heng in the picture, and muttered in a low voice, "Heng." He is my Heng. As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, wanting to touch the man's tightly knit brow in the light curtain, "Heng, I miss you." ”

Mo Heng, who was standing beside Ziqing, suddenly heard the low murmur in Ziqing's mouth, his body stiffened suddenly, his face turned to Ziqing, and in an instant, his eyes were as hot as red iron, tightly sticking to Ziqing's face.

"Who's where? Benjun repeats, come out! ”

In the light curtain, the man faces the rockery, stops and stands, and the woman hidden in the rockery is only a mountain away, the woman is frightened with her eyebrows tightened, her fists are clenched, her toes are constantly rubbing, and her body is eager to be integrated with the rockery.

Syllable!

With a bang, the gravel flew sideways, and the woman leaning on the rockery had a pale face, her body trembled slightly, and she bit her lip tightly and still didn't speak.

"Huh."

The man outside the rockery, at this time in his right hand is holding a bright and colorful light whip, through the light curtain I clearly feel that the woman's blood hiding behind the rockery is pouring and coagulation, her lips are bloodless, and her face is white and terrifying when she hears the footsteps getting closer and closer.

"Who else should I be? But it turned out to be a freshly grown narcissus? ”

Turning into the rockery, the man looked at the woman in a daze as if she was about to faint with fright, her little face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her eyes were watery, staring at him uncontrollably.

"I, I...... Loved you......"

"Huh?" The man's eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glass, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "It's quite guts." It didn't take long for Chengjing to dare to come and confess to Benjun? Little goblin, who borrowed your courage to dare to come......"

"That, that, no......" The woman interrupted the man abruptly, her hands swinging, and the wind blew through the mountains, raising the woman's shoulders and dispersing, "I—I was so scared that I didn't finish my words...... I—I like it...... Your piano sounds ......"

Scold! Purple and green are good!

Through the light curtain, I could feel the anger in the man's heart, the original smug smile suddenly turned cyan, and he shook the wrist holding the colorful light whip a few times, hitting the ground with sparks flying, "Ah! The woman was so frightened that she hugged her head and shrank beside the rockery.

"Say it again!"

The man raised his head, his eyes red, "Say it again!" ”

Deserve!

Punch yourself in the face!

Treat the narcissist of the demon monarch, you should be as outspoken as Ziqing and hit his self-esteem to death! I strongly agree with Ziqing's approach!

The scenery in the light curtain turned again, the same rockery, stones, bamboo, streams, the same crystal bead curtain, the person who stroked the qin did not change, but there was a lake-blue woman on the pillar on the side.

The woman was bound to the pillar with a gleaming whip, unable to move.

"Let go, let go of me? Woo, you—what are you doing with me? Wow! ”

The man who stroked the qin didn't raise his head, and while his fingertips were gently plucking the qin, he said coldly: "Little goblin, didn't you say that you like the sound of Benjun's piano?" …… Coincidentally, Benjun is in a good mood now, and he has the urge to touch the piano for three days and three nights! How about listening to it all at once? ”

"Huh?"

The woman's face suddenly turned pale, and I saw the shock and fear in her eyes, "I want to go home!" No, I don't want to hear it! You let me go home! ”

"Let you go home?" The man raised his head, his good-looking eyes flashed with a gleam, and he laughed softly: "It's late, little goblin." Next, you can enjoy Benjun's piano skills! (To be continued.) )