Jiang Ruofu's piano sound didn't pause at all, and each piano sound hit Wen Guqi's internal organs continuously.

to crush him and separate him.

The wind suddenly rose, the colored satin curtain was blown high, the sound of running water became louder in the wind, and the sound of the piano became more and more hideous.

If you see the clouds covering the city, the vast rivers are gloomy and reddish, those thin reds are all blood, the clouds in the night are like ink, and the birds and birds in the eaves are startled

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