395. A Song of Fuqin

Sitting there drinking tea and drinking all the people wanted to vomit, and finally waited until, the last game, is the palace master of the Lotus Rain Palace against the previous martial arts alliance master Yu Ning Han, this game, attracted the attention of most people, and they were talking in their hearts, thinking about this, is the palace master of the Lotus Rain Palace winning, or is the Yu Alliance master competent again? They are all full of expectations.

The two of them on both sides stood on the martial platform, the man, dressed in a green robe, with a piece of high-quality white jade pendant hanging around his waist, and his long dark black hair hung down behind him, glowing with a faint light. The figure is quite handsome, standing there, unable to say that it is floating out of the dust, as if it is a celestial person.

The woman, dressed in white, stood there fluttering like a fairy, the whole petite figure was wrapped in it, and her whole body was full of an otherworldly aura like a fairy, and her big black jewel-like eyes turned smartly, as if she could spy on the whole person's state of mind.

A man and a woman stood in opposition to each other, without any intention of speaking.

The man in white in the attic at this moment seemed to be a little wrinkled, and his dazzling eyes were just staring at the two people on the martial arts platform, exuding a little coolness. He didn't move at all, just watched quietly like that, and the man in black next to him didn't dare to breathe at that time, of course he knew that his master was in a bad mood at the moment, so he still kept his mouth shut, and carefully used him as a gun.

"Come on! Don't show mercy to my subordinates, don't care if I'm a woman, don't do anything to me. What a pride to say to Yuning Han.

"Well, I will." His eyes looked at Kerr, not knowing what it contained, what he couldn't say.

Ke'er immediately took a sword and followed Yu Ning Han in white clothes, only to see him easily dodge, the two went back and forth for no less than a few rounds, but Yun Ning Han didn't fight, which not only made the people below dew, but also made Ke'er feel worried, I didn't know and didn't want to fight, and the black jewel-like eyes looked at him with incomprehensible depression.

I saw him standing there, looking at the person in front of him with eyes like ice water in the Tianshan Mountains, and immediately threw the sword in his hand outside, and it passed through the heads of everyone unevenly, shot to the big tree on the side, and took root steadily.

Ke'er looked at the sword over there, his brows furrowed tightly, and he was puzzled in his heart, and suddenly thought that what he said to himself that night, he should not use a sword for his friends, and he couldn't show a little killing intent to his friends, as long as he trusted him completely. Thinking of this, my heart trembled slightly, and I looked at him with slightly dewy eyes.

In the attic, "Master, why don't they fight?" Are they all looking at each other? The inadvertent words of the man in black provoked Leng Yixuan, who was standing by the window, to have a cold eye, exuding a natural domineering king, and the man in black next to him immediately realized that he had just said the wrong thing, and he didn't dare to raise his head with worry in his heart.

Facing the people below with the piano, he sat on the ground in white clothes, with a white jade stone piano in front of him, Qianqianyu's hand was on the strings, facing the people in front of him, and the whole person exuded a fairy atmosphere that was different from the world. Where did Yuning Han stand, looked down at the person in front of him, and then sat on the ground, one leg propped up individually, one hand on it, the movements were natural and chic, looking at the person in front of him intently, the corner of his mouth kept hanging that smile, it was a smile from the heart, until the heart was in the field, it was so comfortable and comfortable in the eyes of everyone. I just don't know who in the attic is angry at the moment.

The people next to him were full of puzzlement, what the hell are these two people going to do, isn't it a competition? There's no such thing as Biqin here!

The sound of the piano filled the entire scene. Slowly floated and calmed down the urgency and uneasiness in the center of the restless people just now, and seriously indulged in the whole song, until the song was finished, everyone had not recovered from the memories.