Today was the first time she had walked alone on a otherworldly street. Earlier, it was noisy; Now it's quiet. The cool night breeze made her feel refreshed. It's actually pretty good here

Sure enough, all the way down, Murong Jiu saw the "Longfeng Inn".

When Xiao Er saw Murong Jiu coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Guest officer, you're back, but you can eat drunk chicken," Xiao Er said enthusiastically.

"Well, I also ordered Fenjiu." Murong Jiu chuckled.

"Yes, drunken chicken with Fen wine, a perfect match" Xiao Er praised with a thumbs up.

"Hehe, it's good to help me bring the bath soup to the room later." Walking to the staircase, Murong Jiu stopped and said to Xiao Er with a smile.

"Okay, I'll get you ready." Xiao Er is also a clever person, knowing that Murong Jiu doesn't need him to follow. He stepped back.

Murong Jiu went upstairs, came to her guest room, and was about to push the door in, when a string of flutes sounded, which made her stunned. That melody was exactly what she was playing in the ancient city at that time.

Hey, this song is a song from a previous life, is it a compatriot?

Murong Jiu searched for the source of the sound, and when he came to a guest room, the voice came from inside.

When he came closer, Murong Jiu hesitated. I don't know if I should check it out. But the thought of the possibility of meeting a compatriot makes me really excited. However, the raised hand stopped a centimeter from the door panel. Wouldn't that be too abrupt

Just as he was thinking, the flute stopped.

belch

At this time, Murong Jiu was even more hesitant. And at this moment, the door opened.

A face with a silver mask appeared in front of him.

"Something." The sound was clear and cold.

"Ahem, I heard the flute," Murong Jiu said awkwardly. But I don't know how to express my doubts.

"Hmm," the masked man's cold voice tinged with impatience.

"I've played this tune before, so," by the way, if it's a compatriot, she should have the same doubts if she has played it. Murong Jiu said with a hint of anticipation.

"Where have you blown it?" the masked man said softly.

"Yes, in the ancient city." Hey, this reaction is a bit of a sight to behold.

"But ten days ago at the Ancient City Inn." The masked man's tone raised considerably, as if with a hint of joy.

"How do you know" Murong Jiu was stunned, the number of roads was wrong

"Hehe, it's really a place where you don't meet in life." The Masked Man chuckled.

"You" Murong Jiu didn't feel happy when he heard what he said, listening to the meaning of his words, it didn't look like he would say it when he met his compatriots.

"Ten days ago, I was also at the Ancient City Inn, and when I heard this song, I thought it was novel and learned it." The Masked Man chuckled.

"Well, I see." Murong Jiu said lightly, and his tone was unconsciously stained with loss. It's not that she hasn't seen a genius, and it's not unusual to hear it once. Now she is very disappointed, and she once thought that she would meet a compatriot.

The masked man raised his eyebrows slightly, what was going on with this girl, how disappointed she looked like a woman, but she couldn't escape his eyes. What he didn't expect was that it was a girl who played this tune, which was really interesting.

"I'm really sorry to be bothered. It's not early, so I won't bother when I'm down. Leave. Restraining his disappointment, Murong Jiu said indifferently. He gave a fist salute, turned around and left.

With a mask so mysterious, this kind of person doesn't want to be provoked. What's more, it's not a compatriot, it's really a white joy. Murong Jiu hurried back to his room.

This girl is really no one in her eyes, the mask person's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth were hooked evilly

Murong Jiu returned to his room, still a little depressed in his heart. originally thought that in ten years, the attachment to the previous life in my heart was already very faint

didn't expect that just one song would pull her love so much. She knew it in her own heart, and when she played the tune at the inn, it meant that someone would hear it; However, the probability of a genius in the world is definitely higher than that of crossing over, but you can choose to believe in the small one. Perhaps, she has never let go of her previous life at all. Is it suitable for her to appear in front of Murong Feixue's relatives like this?

Alas, Murong Jiu sighed lightly. The family in the previous life didn't know what would happen after losing her, but they forgot about her

Murong Jiu's thoughts stopped when Xiao Er brought the bath soup. After Xiao Er withdrew, Murong Jiu soaked himself in the bath bucket and continued to think about the past ten years.

Master is right, they have always been Murong Feixue's family. Murong Jiu could think of the pain of her family losing her in her previous life, but she was indeed dead, and after the pain was over, it would gradually fade away. As for the Murong family, they have been looking for ten years with hope, in that way, have they been repeating the pain of losing their loved ones

"Women are troublesome, and they drill the horns at every turn." Mo Yu said helplessly.

"What do you know, you are a machine spirit, how can you understand the complexity of human emotions." Her words made her realize that she was indeed luring herself into a whirlpool. But even so, Murong Jiu was still not angry with Mo, who made him always so elusive. Moreover, she is taking a bath, although he can't see it, but, no matter how you think about it, it feels strange that a male voice is talking in your ear when you are taking a bath, that feeling Think about what it feels like to stand in front of a man in Chi Guoguo, I guess that's it.

"Hey, at least hey, he's better than you know, and I've lived for thousands of years, and I've never seen anything." Mo scoffed.

"Yo, are you sure you haven't lived in vain for thousands of years," Murong Jiuhao did not show weakness.

"You hum, only villains and women are difficult to raise, so I'll go to sleep." Mo said angrily.

"You've been sleeping for thousands of years, are you sure you can still sleep," Murong Jiu continued to tease.

"Hmph, soak again, soak again, and it will be rotten" Mo was really angry this time, and after finishing speaking, Murong Jiu couldn't feel his spiritual sense.

"Hehe" Murong Jiu couldn't help but laugh lightly.

Sure enough, when I was in a bad mood, some people were instantly better at fighting.

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