The world is bleak, the cold winter is like a knife, the earth is a board, and the common people are just fish on the board.

Qin Shan's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and his eyes were wide with anger, but he couldn't speak, and the man in white sitting on the branch stared at Miss Bai Qiu who slowly walked out of the inn, like an idiot, without blinking.

Miss Bai Qiu walked under the tree, raised her head, and looked coldly at the man in white above.

The clothes of the man in white are not thick, and even a little thin, with a dark gray shirt inside, a white cloth coat outside, a blue belt around his waist, and a pair of cloth shoes under his feet.

His head was tied with a ribbon and a long braid was tied at the back of his head.

The man in white who is not dressed elegantly has a very elegant and delicate face, but the strange thing is that there is a short scar on his left eyebrow, as if he has been cut by a knife, which is very conspicuous, and his forehead has wrinkles, and he looks quite old.

Miss Bai Qiu sighed and said, "Senior, what do you want to do?" Do we have what you need? ”

"You're here." The man in white smiled: "Actually, it's much more comfortable to come out and breathe than to stay in that gloomy room, don't you say?" ”

"Senior, it's okay for you to tease us along the way. It's just that it's freezing, if you don't put him down, I'm afraid his life will be gone, can you put him down first? Miss Bai Qiu said lightly.

"You saw it too, he bullied me all the way." The man in white sighed: "But if you let me let him down, I will listen to you." With a movement of his left hand, a ray of light hit the rope that bound Qin Shan, and with a "poof" sound, it was a dagger that cut the rope, and Qin Shan suddenly fell.

Xiao Jun, who was chasing the wind over there, immediately took off his coat, stepped forward to untie the rope tied to Qin Shan's hand, and put on his clothes for him, and then pulled out the cloth in his mouth.

Qin Shan got up and was about to scold, when he saw Miss Bai Qiu's eyes as cold as ice, and he couldn't help swallowing the scolding back into his stomach, but he glared angrily at the man in white.

Miss Bai Qiu glanced up at the man in white and said lightly, "Thank you!" Then he was about to turn and go back to the house, but he heard the man in white cry out, "You ...... Are you going back now? ”

Miss Bai Qiu stopped and didn't look back, just said coldly: "Seniors still have something?" ”

The man in white seemed a little shy, and said, "Can you listen to me play a tune?" I've just come up with a new tune that suits you perfectly. ”

"Along the way, I've listened to a lot of the songs of my predecessors." Miss Bai Qiu was as cold as ice.

The man in white sighed, "But you haven't listened to a good song. ”

Miss Bai Qiu turned around, looked up at the man in white, and asked, "Senior, is it that after I listen to your song, you won't pester us anymore?" ”

"Entanglement?" There was a hint of sadness in the white-clothed man's voice: "Could it be that in your opinion, I am pestering you along the way?" ”

"Isn't it?" Miss Bai Qiu asked rhetorically.

The man in white groaned, sat blankly in the treetops, and did not speak.

……

"Young master, how do I feel that person looks like a nymphomaniac." Han Qing couldn't help but whisper: "Did he fall in love with this woman?" With his ability, it would be easier to get this woman than it would be for him to climb that tree. ”

Han Mo held his chin, also puzzled.

Just looking at the scene in front of him, the man in white seems to be really here for Miss Bai Qiu, as Han Qing said, if the man in white wants to get Miss Bai Qiu's body, with his ability, it is a very easy thing, but he didn't do that, but he seemed tender and gentle to Miss Bai Qiu.

Could it be that this is just a game of the man in white, or ...... What's in store?

Miss Bai Qiu sighed and said, "Senior Yaxing, I'm listening here." She closed her eyes slightly, as if she was really waiting for the man in white to play the flute.

She is like an ice sculpture standing in the wind and rain, beautiful, but people dare not have a blasphemous heart.

The man in white fell lightly from the branch to the ground, walked up to Miss Bai Qiu, stared at her exquisite face, with a strange light in his eyes, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Miss Bai Qiu's face.

"Stop!" Chasing Feng and Qin Shan shouted at the same time, although they were embarrassed, and they knew that they were not the opponents of the man in white, but seeing that their young lady, who was regarded as a fairy, was about to be desecrated, they did not hesitate to pounce on the man in white.

Miss Bai Qiu said coldly: "Don't act rashly! ”

Chasing the wind and Qin Shan stopped suddenly, although they had the courage to sacrifice their lives for the young lady, but they did not dare to disobey the young lady's order, the two of them clenched their fists, and they both glared angrily at the man in white, and that gaze seemed to tear the man in white to pieces.

The man in white smiled and said, "They are not sensible, I don't blame them." He withdrew his hand and took a flute from his waist.

The color of this flute is turquoise, faint and bright, and the light of the blue oil is very conspicuous, but the strange thing is that it is a broken flute, and one-fifth of it has been cut off, leaving only half of it.

The man in white lifted the flute and put it to his mouth, standing in front of Miss Bai Qiu, with a gentle expression, just like looking at his lover, the flute sounded leisurely, and in the snowy night, it filled the air leisurely.

……

At this time, several guys in the inn were standing in front of the inn, and the two tigers, the thin hemp pole and the sturdy man who looked languishing stood in front of the door in a row, silent.

After the song was blown, the man in white smiled and said, "Do you like to listen to it?" ”

Miss Bai Qiu sighed: "You blow well, I ......!" She was about to accommodating and say "I like to listen", and suddenly it occurred to her that if this guy listened to herself and said that she liked to listen, would she continue to pull herself to listen? Although the sound of this man's flute is not unpleasant, it is still very uncomfortable to have everyone standing in the snow and listening to him play the flute by himself.

"What's wrong with you?" The man in white asked hurriedly.

"But I've never had much interest in music." Miss Bai Qiu said calmly: "Senior, I've finished listening to this song, can I go back?" ”

The man in white looked gloomy and lowered his head, but soon raised his head and asked, "Then what do you like?" Love calligraphy? Or drawing? ”

Miss Bai Qiu smiled bitterly: "Senior, I'm tired. ”

"Are you tired?" The man in white muttered to himself, "I thought you'd be up all night when you heard my tune." Looks like I'm wrong, it's just ...... It's just that I really don't know what you like, so I can't vote for you. ”

"Senior, why do you want to vote for me?" Miss Bai Qiu frowned: "What do the seniors want?" ”

The man in white shook his head and didn't speak, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the three guys standing in front of the door, frowned slightly, and said, "You are those boys under Yan Xueji's fox?" He has wrinkles on his forehead, and he doesn't look too young, but his skin is smooth and fair, at least in appearance, he looks younger than the three of them, but he calls them "boys", which is really a bit ironic.

But the second tiger bowed down and said respectfully: "It turns out that Lord Yelang still remembers us, and it is really an honor for us to wait." ”

The thin hemp pole and the big man also bowed down, looking extremely respectful, and said in unison: "I've seen Lord Yelang!" ”

"I remember you." The man in white, known as Lord Yelang, said lightly: "I haven't seen you for several years, I remember that there are four people under Yan Fox, why only the three of you are seen?" Is there another one who is already dead? ”

"He's not dead, he's alive and well." Erhu said with a smile: "He's with Boss Yan, does Lord Yelang want to see him?" The small ones are for you. ”

Yelang waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in seeing that fox, I'll have nightmares when I see her." He looked at the inn and said, "How did the fox get here?" ”

"Boss Yan is pure, and he doesn't want to see too much right and wrong in the world, so he came here." Erhu replied: "I can't imagine that after four years, I can see Lord Yelang here." But Lord Yelang should also know that Boss Yan likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed, these are all guests who are staying overnight, that is, Boss Yan's guests, Lord Yelang still raises his noble hand and lets them go for the time being. ”

Erhu spoke quite politely, everyone thought that Yelang would be angry, who knew that Yelang just frowned and thought about it, thought about it, and then said: "I don't like to have anything to do with Yan Fox, I don't want to be kind, and I don't want to have hatred." He looked at Miss Bai Qiu again and said softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely find out your preferences, you won't always live in this hellish place!" ”

He put away his flute and turned to leave, but he heard a charming voice shouting, "Isn't this Brother Yelang?" When the old people saw each other, why didn't they even say hello and left like this? Could it be that you don't want your little sister at all, and you hate your little sister like that? ”

In the voice, Boss Yan walked over with a flower handkerchief and twisted the willow waist, with infinite charm on his charming face, smiling eating.

Upstairs, Han Mo and Han Qing glanced at each other, and Han Qing said softly, "I thought I would never see this mother-in-law again." Han Mo sighed and said softly, "I'd rather not see her again, when she comes out, there may be more trouble." ”

He stared at Yan Xueji who came downstairs, and suddenly, he saw Yan Xueji's eyes looking at the window, as if intentionally or unintentionally, with a charming smile, which made people's hearts throb.

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