When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky......

In the boudoir, the moonlight shines through the two windows on each of the two people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

One is a violin that caresses the strings.

One is the pleasure of silent drinking.

The two sat opposite each other, sighing inwardly.

Xiaoqin is sighing for her fate, so her tone is tinged with a touch of grief and desolation.

Xinghuan was thinking about a woman, and through this sad piano sound, he felt the heartbeat that woman had brought him.

He forgot how long his heart had been numb, so that momentary heartbeat would seem so precious.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and it is unbearable to interrupt.

When the piano stopped, Xiaoqin put away the faint desolation in her heart and smiled.

"What's this piece called?" Xinghuan gently put down the wine glass and asked.

"Remembrance." Xiaoqin replied.

Memories ......

Xinghuan was silent, and the smile in his mind gradually dissipated.

The door opened, and a cool evening breeze swept through the hall, blowing the placket of the garment.

The two of them looked at the person who came.

The woman wears a sexy and thin red gauze skirt, with smooth jade feet, and when she walks around, the bell rings slightly, pleasant and crisp.

The man was dressed in a white shirt, exuding a cold and ruthless aura all over his body.

Again, Xinghuan's eyes were drawn to the knife inlaid with a ruby.

The knife had just killed someone, and he could feel the bloodlust it contained.

It's thirsting for blood......

Why are they here?

Xinghuan quietly withdrew his gaze, a little surprised in his heart.

Wanwanyu *** is wrong, as if she is dancing a beautiful dance, turning her delicate body, curiously looking at everything in the room.

Every move is pleasing to the eye.

Fu Qingyi closed the door, and his eyes fell on Xinghuan, or rather, the black cloak behind him.

It's him, Xiao Li Feidao......

Silently, Fu Qingyi tightened the knife in his hand, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Lianbu moved slightly, and Wanwan came to Xiaoqin's side, and said in a beautiful voice: "Are you playing the piano?"

Xiaoqin taps her jaw.

Gently leaning over her delicate body, she swiped her fingertips across the strings, smiled and said, "It's very good."

Xiaoqin curled up, curtled her knees, and said, "Thank you."

"What's that piece called?"

"Remembrance."

"Can I borrow your piano?" Wanwan suddenly became interested in playing the piano.

"Sister, please." Xiaoqin stepped back and gave way to her position.

Xinghuan has been watching and waiting.

He wanted to move, but he didn't dare to.

Because Fu Qingyi's extremely indifferent eyes were locked on his body, he could clearly feel that as long as he moved, the knife would be unsheathed.

He will die, and before he dies, he can send out a throwing knife.

Dying together is the most unsuccessful way to die, so he is very interesting.

Wanwan sat on her knees sideways, not caring at all about the slender legs that were exposed after the hem of the skirt was unfolded.

The sound of the piano is elegant, soft.

"You're nervous?" Wanwan Qianqian Yu pointed to the strings that seemed to be plucked at random, and asked Fu Qingyi.

"He killed Wei Tianxiao." Fu Qingyi was indifferent and continued: "There are also Yang Invincible, Wu Sheng, and the elders of the Liuye Town Beggar Gang Dividing the Helm."

Gamer? Xinghuan was unexpected, looking Fu Qingyi up and down.

"Yes...... Wanwan gently closed her moving eyes and sank into the euphemistic piano sound.

Smiling, Xinghuan also abandoned everything, closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the piano echoing throughout the room.

The evening breeze caressed, and Xinghuan gradually indulged in it.

He seemed to be in his favorite grassland, with a breeze blowing from time to time between heaven and earth, his body was filled with warm sunshine, cattle and sheep were scattered in the sky grazing, and horses were galloping past......

He lay on the grass, with a tender green grass in his mouth, and looked lazily at the blue sky.

On his chest, there was a woman leaning against it, quietly feeling, listening to his heartbeat.

The sound of the piano changed suddenly, and the woman stood up with his chest, dancing gracefully and delicately.

The red dress was raised in the wind, and three thousand hairs fluttered in the sky.

What a beautiful dance, such a beautiful person......

I don't know how long it took, the woman smiled, and the figure gradually dissipated, and his world was like glass with countless cracks and shattered.

Coming back to his senses, Xinghuan sighed and drank all the wine in the cup, as if he was reminiscing about something.

The sound of the piano had long since disappeared, and Wanwan sat down in front of him at some point, holding an empty wine glass in her hand, chuckling, and said, "Childe, don't you invite Wanwan to have a drink?"

Smiling, Xinghuan filled his wine glass and asked, "I don't know what the girl is looking for?"

"For a cheat book on you."

After thinking about it, Xinghuan asked, "Heavenly Demon Dance?"

Wanwan nodded.

Xinghuan took out this cheatbook from Yin'er, sighed again, and finally handed it over.

Yin'er is gone, he originally wanted to leave something, but he couldn't keep anything.

Yin Kwai Sect, Heavenly Demon Dafa, Heavenly Demon Sound, Heavenly Demon Dance......

took the cheats, and after Wanwan read them, she smashed the cheats into paper foam with one palm.

"Thank you, Childe." Get up and want to go.

Something has to be left behind......

Xinghuan spoke, "Can you let me see what the Heavenly Demon Dance looks like?"

He remembered that Yuan Ci said that Yin'er dancing was very beautiful, and it was this Heavenly Demon Dance that he wanted to dance.

Wanwan smiled inexplicably and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Xinghuan nodded.

"I can't let you see it."

"Why?"

"Because there is a price to pay for watching it."

"At what cost?"

"Your life."

Xinghuan smiled and said, "My life is not worth much, so why not give it to you."

The doors and windows suddenly closed, and under the flickering candlelight, a fiery red figure danced slowly.

After a long time, Wanwan and Fu Qingyi left, and before leaving, she left a word.

"You owe me my life."

The door opened softly, and Xiaoqin walked in, and she left the room at some point.

Xinghuan didn't care about this woman either.

Raise a glass to dispel sorrow and sorrow......

In the night, the two strolled together.

Fu Qingyi asked, "Why don't you kill him?"

Wanwan asked rhetorically, "Why did you kill him?"

Fu Qingyi was silent.

Wanwan looked sideways, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and said, "Are you jealous?"

Fu Qingyi snorted coldly and said, "No."

Wanwan laughed, "Really?"

Fu Qingyi's face was expressionless.

"Selling sugar gourds......"

Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she stepped forward and said, "I want a sugar gourd."

The old man stopped and said with a smile: "Okay, the girl is so beautiful."

Wanwan was very happy, whether it was being praised or having sugar gourds to eat, it made her very happy.

Fu Qingyi casually handed the old man Yinliang, and the old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Hero, I don't need so much."

Fu Qingyi said indifferently: "Either take it or die."

The old man was frightened, trembling and put away the silver taels.

Wanwan couldn't help but smile, took another sugar gourd and stuffed it into Fu Qingyi's hand, and said, "Okay, vinegar jar."

Fu Qingyi took the sugar gourd and insisted, "I don't have it."

"Obviously, there is."

"Nope."

"Yes."

"Why don't you kill him?"

“……”

"Why don't you kill him?"

"It's better to keep than to kill, didn't you say it, he's very strong."

"With me, I don't need him."

"What if you're gone?"

"There are no ifs."

"But, you're an Inhuman......"

“……”