The iron hooves broke through the town, and the people of the city were terrified and let out a miserable cry, and the group of men and horses turned into devils, raised their butcher's knives in their hands, and killed anyone they saw.

The streets were full of shouts of killing, blood stained the small city, the streets, the bridges, and even the clear river.

Seeing all this, the body of the girl who was boating in the flowing water trembled, and her beautiful face showed horror, unable to tell the fear in her heart.

She is just a weak flower girl, where has she experienced such a terrible scene.

The girl's eyes were hazy, and tears covered up this blood-colored world.

Soon, someone spotted her, and one by one hideous figures jumped into the water and pounced on her.

A great fear struck, and the girl lay on her stomach in the boat, not daring to move. watched as those people arrived and restrained her.

In the hazy tears, she saw fierce faces, sandwiched with evil and lewdness.

Immediately after that, the note turned again and became sad.

The town is gone, the bridge is gone, and the fierce faces are gone.

What comes to people's minds is another picture.

In the moonlight, a girl in plain clothes reclined in a corner of the attic, holding a lute in her hand, playing and singing unknown music.

Her face was sad, her pupils were dull and numb, and her thin delicate body looked so helpless and lonely in the cold moonlight.

Two lines of clear tears slid down the girl's beautiful face and dripped on the lute in her hand.

It was cloudy, the dark clouds covered the moon, the cold wind was bleak, blowing the girl's thin clothes, the scene was miserable and tear-jerking.

The wind suddenly rose, and snowflakes began to flutter in the dark night sky, and the cold wind swept goose feather-like snowflakes on the girl's face and landed on her thin clothes.

She was as if undecided, her fingers were white and slender from the cold, and she was still playing the pipa in her hand.

She was beautiful at night, like a blooming daffodil.

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At the end of the song, people were like a dream.

"Good! good!"

In the middle of the night, there were applause and fierce applause from the restaurant.

"It's wonderful, I've never heard such a beautiful tune. ”

"yes, yes, like the real thing, is Narcissus playing herself?"

"What's the name of such a nice tune?"

"It's such a touching piano sound, I haven't horse urine for a long time. ”

When the people in the restaurant opened their eyes, they found that their emotions were driven by the sound of the piano, and they unconsciously shed tears.

Playing the piano to this extent can be described as amazing.

"Pretty good piano skills!"

Li Mu couldn't help but admire, this narcissus girl can play the piano music with emotion, this kind of realm can be described as the peak, and very few people can reach it.

From the sound of her piano, it is not difficult to hear that this is a person with a story, and most of the things she plays happen to herself, otherwise she would not be able to play this song so refreshingly.

"Alas~~~ It seems that this narcissus girl must be a poor person!"

Chu Xiaoxiang sighed in his heart, his eyes slightly red. She touched the scene and remembered the ominous things that her father had been contaminated with. The fate of the person who plays the Narcissus song is even more miserable than her.

"Narcissus is ugly, forgive me, the song just now was composed by Narcissus himself, called Mingyue Sighing Snow. Next, let's play another song for everyone. The girl in the curtain spoke, and her voice was beautiful, crisp as a pearl falling on a jade plate.

"Mingyue sighs in the snow! The song is good, and the name is even better. Someone praised.

铮~~铮~~铮~~~

The beautiful piano sound sounded again, this time the melody of the song was very cheerful, echoing the atmosphere of the scene, the people in the restaurant were full of smiling faces, the candlelight was staggered, and the three or five confidants pushed the glass and changed the lamp.

Li Mu and Chu Xiaoxiang also closed their eyes and listened softly. Narcissus was a skilled violinist, and the two of them smiled.

Li Mu was secretly glad that he didn't leave, otherwise he really wouldn't have heard such a beautiful piano sound.

"Hahaha~~~ The narcissus girl is here early, it seems that this son is a step late!"

The arrogant laughter suddenly sounded, the voice was very abrupt, and it directly interrupted the sound of the piano, making everyone stunned, and even Li Mu frowned.

Hearing this figure, the figure in the curtain couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Bastard, who is it! Yaxing, who messed up the master, damn it. ”

"Damn, where did you come from?"

"Presumptuous, get out, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pinch you to death!"

The people on the third floor were indignant, some people shouted, and the beautiful sound of the piano was suddenly interrupted, which made everyone present angry.

"Pinch Ben Gongzi to death, I think any of you dare?"

The insolent voice sounded again, followed by the sound of sloppy footsteps, the voice was messy, and it was clear that it was not a person who came.

Not long after, a young man dressed in white appeared in everyone's eyes, he was handsome, with a high nose, a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into the sideburns, and narrow eyes with a hint of shadow.

Between the eyebrows, there are countless proud colors, and the cultivation is not high, only the three layers of Tongxuan, and at first glance he is a gentleman.

Otherwise, with his kind of cultivation, he would have died so many times here.

Behind him, followed by two middle-aged men and an old man, all dressed as domestic servants.

The two middle-aged people are both martial artists at the third layer of the Divine Gate, and the strength of the old man is very strong, and his cultivation is at the fifth layer of the Divine Gate.

The three of them looked cold, with murderous intent, and they didn't look like they were easy to mess with.

After the boy came to the third floor, everyone gasped and didn't dare to speak.

It seems that someone recognized the identity of the teenager and showed fear on his face, but did not say it, and seemed to be very jealous of the boy's life experience.

Those who didn't know the teenager didn't dare to speak out, because the old man was very jealous, and no one dared to offend the powerhouse of the fifth layer of the Divine Gate.

Moreover, even in Tianzhou, there were few people who could drive the martial artists of the fifth layer of the Divine Gate, and only the juniors of those who were super strong had this qualification.

This also shows from the side that there is an earth-shattering force behind the teenager.

"Isn't someone going to pinch Ben to death? Stand up and let me see. The man in white looked around and sneered with a contemptuous expression.

"It turned out that Liu Gongzi was coming, and the younger brother asked Gongzi to say goodbye. ”

"I've seen Liu Gongzi, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and Gongzi forgives my sins. ”

"Who is it just now, dare to insult Liu Gongzi, don't die, come out with a kind, see if I don't kill you. ”

Many warriors in the restaurant clasped their fists, showed flattering smiles, and saluted the white-clothed man.

"Forget it, today my son is here for the Narcissus, I don't have the time to meet you cats and dogs, count your fate, spare your dog's life. ”

As the man in white spoke, her eyes looked at the narcissus in the curtains, and her delicate body trembled even more, as if she was afraid of him.

"Who the hell is this young man?" someone asked in a whisper.

"He is Liu Yan of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, the grandson of Liu Song, the right prime minister, and the only grandson of the right minister. ”

Someone at the next table lowered his voice, his voice was even quieter, but it did not escape Li Mu's ears.

"Right Prime Minister Liu Song?"

Li Mu looked at Chu Xiaoxiang suspiciously, he didn't know any right minister Liu Song, Chu Xiaoxiang's father was Wuyue Hou, he should know something.