Looking at this young man who was full of contradictions, Xin'er's eyes were also rippling.

"It doesn't look bad, but I don't know if it's a silver gun wax head." Xin'er, who stared at Song Hexuan for a moment, couldn't help but think in her heart.

Just when the two of them stared at each other affectionately, the underground people stopped doing it, Ya Lao Tzu didn't come here to see the two of you eyebrows, you can't play the piano or not, if you don't play, hurry down.

Xin'er, who was awakened by the sound below, turned crimson at the moment, and said with a shy look in her eyes.

"Childe, please."

With that, Xin'er and the maids stood aside, ready to listen to Song Hexuan's lofty piano skills.

Actually, when it comes to piano art, that's what he Song Hexuan, a **silk otaku, can do. But it's good to be the same as others, the demon king Cangxuan is a peerless master who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Cangxuan is almost obsessed with these things.

The kung fu that can be called an evil door by a person like the Demon Lord, it is exciting to think about it.

With excitement, Song Hexuan took the Jiaowei qin handed over by Xin'er on the side. Untied the black iron rod behind him and stood aside, Song Hexuan, who had not burned incense and bathed, sat on the high platform in such a grand manner, ready to start playing for the first time in his life.

"Grandma's, who would have thought that the first time I played the piano in my life was actually in a brothel, or for a young lady, I think about it, there is no one."

Soon a lonely sound of the piano echoed in this cicada hall, and the sound of the piano was euphemistic and continuous-like like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley, slowly flowing into the hearts of everyone who is doing it today. The sound of the piano is melodious, and it tells everyone who is doing it that Song Hexuan is lonely in his heart.

Song Hexuan is lonely, in this world he has no relatives, no lovers, and what he sees is full of betrayals and lies. Even his friends are sometimes suspicious of each other. However, at the same time, Song Hexuan is not lonely, he has the four wicked people to accompany him, and he has such a good brother to accompany him.

The contradictory sense of loneliness radiated outward through the sound of the qin, and at this moment, the Seven Sages used their unique charm to express the words that Song Hexuan wanted to say but did not dare to say. Tears, weeping, sadness, resentment. The expressions on everyone's faces were different, but without exception, all of them were in Song Hexuan's heart.

This is the Seven Sages Sound, a kind of evil martial art that can control other people's emotions and even thoughts through the sound of the piano.

The Seven Sages are not the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, although those seven people are also famous for playing music, but these ordinary things will not be recorded in the Demon King's martial arts cheats. The seven sages in this refer to the seven giants of the Demon Gate who are two of the six sects in the Demon Gate.

It is said that when these seven old guys were alive, Cangxuan's grandfather was not yet born. At that time, these seven people were called the Seven Emotions Demon Lord by the people of the rivers and lakes, and each of them claimed to be able to control a person's feelings, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. When the seven joined forces, no one in the rivers and lakes could stop them, according to the records of the Demon Gate, that period of time can be said to be the most glorious moment of the Demon Gate except for Cangxuan, and the righteous path at that time did not even dare to go out of the door.

And these seven sages were the martial arts used by these seven at that time, but they were the lowest.

However, it was this low-level Seven Sages that did not infuse internal force that brought everyone in the entire Chilling Cicada Pavilion into the illusion woven by Song Hexuan. Looking at the somewhat demented expressions of these people in front of him and those empty eyes, Song Hexuan finally knew why these seven sages were included in the taboo chapter.

The murmuring magic sound accompanied by Song Hexuan's loneliness will shroud the Cicada Pavilion, and some ordinary people are okay, and they will unconsciously fall into it when they listen to it. But those who have kung fu are different, because Song Hexuan's Seven Sages are not infused with internal force, so the influence is naturally much smaller.

But although it is a lot smaller, there are still some after all. Some people who are a little weaker in this regard are now completely in the state of confusion in their minds.

Just when Song Hexuan thought that it was almost time to end this boring game, something happened suddenly.

With a bang, the door of the Cicada Pavilion smashed open with a huge force, and two wet people stumbled in, and before they could observe the surrounding situation, they collapsed at the gate and fainted. And this loud noise also completely broke the atmosphere that Song Hexuan had just created.

"What kind of thing, from the sound of the sound, these two things broke in."

"That's it, who are these two?"

"It doesn't look like a good person, how can a good person be like this."

"That's right, I think eighty percent of them are fugitives or something, hurry up and send them to the government."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, send it to the government."

On the high platform, Xin'er stared at the two people in the audience with a full face. Although she was not controlled by Song Hexuan's piano sound just now, she was proficient in the rhythm of music, and she naturally understood the sadness and loneliness in the music just now. This piece just now, in fact, can be said to be clumsy, but the feelings are sincere.

As for the two things on the ground that don't know whether they are dead or alive, at this time, Xin'er's obsidian-like eyes exude a cold and fierce light, bringing people an infinite sense of oppression. As soon as this kind of cold and emotionless eyes were revealed, they had already been perceived by Song Hexuan beside him, and this confirmed what he thought in his heart.

This one called Xin'er is not ordinary.

Stepping down from the high platform, Song Hexuan pushed aside the crowd and walked inside, to be honest, he was also very curious about the two people who fell to the ground, who would be so reckless, and who would escape to the brothel. Aside from the people standing at the front, when Song Hexuan's eyes lit up, the smile that had stayed at the corner of his mouth froze. A pair of deep inky eyes exuded a bloodthirsty cold aura.

A pale blue sword of ice, a faint sky-blue robe, and a handsome face as warm as jade. This is not who else Jun Hanyu is, needless to say, the person next to him with a spear in his hand and a patched clothes must be their former friend, Murong Little Beggar.

Pushing away the onlookers next to him, Song Hexuan hurriedly stepped forward to check the injuries of the two people, and felt that the pulse of the two was relatively stable, Song Hexuan could be regarded as relieved. At that moment, he picked up one with one hand and yelled at the ** who was standing on the side.

"These two people will trouble my mother to take care of them, don't worry that the money is mine."

After a yellow, orange, orange and orange gold ingot flew into the arms of **, all the reluctance on this face was raining and clear, and immediately called someone to send the unconscious Murong beggar and Jun Hanyu to the private room on the second floor to rest.

Looking at the unconscious backs of the two people, Song Hexuan couldn't help but sigh, this Jinling City is really a place of right and wrong, with the skills of Murong Xiaobei and Jun Hanyu, there are still people who can injure the two of them so badly, and he estimates that if he didn't happen to be in this brothel, then maybe both of them would die tonight.

Song Hexuan, who cultivated the Blood Sword Sutra, was very sensitive to killing intent, and he definitely didn't feel wrong about the murderous aura that flashed at the door just now.