In the lively and illegal street, suddenly a piano sounded.

'Six-Fingered Lyre? Hearing such a piano sound, a faint smile appeared on Lan Jingyue's lips.

It's really strange, when hearing such a piano sound, Lan Jingyue will remind Lan Jingyue of the classic TV series of the 21st century, the six-fingered magic piano.

Suddenly, Lan Jingyue was surprised to find that the sound of the piano remembered that the originally lively street suddenly quieted down.

There was no even noise, and this phenomenon made her feel that the sound of the piano was a six-fingered magic qin.

Of course, she wouldn't think that the Six-Fingered Lyre would be here.

The smile on his lips deepened.

The six-fingered magic qin will only make people miserable, how can it control everyone quietly, I think I think I think I am thinking too much.

It seems that the sound of this piano is not small, at least it should be feared by everyone.

Or maybe it's respectful.

An even stranger phenomenon appeared, the street was originally quiet.

Now suddenly everyone knelt down in unison.

Their heads were lowered, and they couldn't tell what their emotions were.

Could it be the emperor Xunyou? Otherwise, how could they all kneel?

The twin petals scattered in the sky, one after another, like a rain of flowers.

Twin flowers, where will there be such flowers this spring? This is his favorite flower, Xianle Palace can be seen everywhere, and if you want to make the twin flowers bloom, there is only a beautiful father.

Thinking of the demon, Lan Jingyue was stunned, could it be a demon?

A group of people walked slowly from the middle of the street, and the sound of the piano continued.

The group was all dressed in white, which was extremely eye-catching in such a crowd.

As the sleeping crowd approached, the bodies of those kneeling on the ground were lowered, and they almost had to hit their heads on the ground.

In the middle of the street, the two men walking in front were very tall, with snowy skin, three-dimensional facial features, and they looked very coordinated and soft, and the white clothes did not hide their strong figures.

Behind him, four men carried a white gauze soft sedan chair.

The light yarn around the sedan chair is also white, and even the tassels inlaid around it are white.

Under the light veil, a faint white shadow,

The man was sitting in a soft sedan chair in the form of meditation, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but at a glance, the person's figure was very slender, and this figure was really a bit like a demon.

There are two more men on the left and right of the soft sedan car, and there are about twenty people behind them, although these men are not stunning, but they are all sturdy, three-dimensional facial features, and even the height is about the same.

A team of pure white pictures made themselves sound again in the 21st century TV series, the Demon Sect: the White Lotus Sect.

Lan Jingyue almost sighed a little, this is not the style of demons, although demons are very demonic, but travel must be very low-key.

It will definitely not be as high-profile as this person, so the idea that the demon is coming was instantly denied.

Who is this man? Such a big pomp.

On the whole street, everyone was kneeling low, and Lan Jingyue suddenly found that it seemed that she was half a cut taller here.

Because she was the only one on the whole street who didn't kneel.

She is the princess of Tianyuan Kingdom, the princess of the King's Mansion in Baixia Town, and the lady of Bai Xia's first order, so naturally she will not kneel down easily.

Besides, this person may also be a demon cult.

I looked at the soft sedan with some curiosity.

The owner behind the light veil felt that there was a gentle but bold gaze, and the corners of his lips curled into a beautiful amplitude.

This glance shocked him.

'Is that her?' ’

The woman in the portrait is just that the other party is a personable man.