"It's not good, that demon is going to come out to harm people again? Although these people are extraordinary, ordinary people in the martial arts are defenseless, and it is really possible that they have fallen into the path of that demon. ”

Yan Chixia's face changed suddenly, and she followed the sound of the piano and walked into the dark night.

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In the darkness of the night, a small kiosk by the river was brightly lit.

Nie Xiaoqian, a woman dressed in white, was sitting peacefully in the small pavilion and stroking the qin.

She was dressed in white, her black hair was thick like a waterfall, and her face was so white that she lost her life, but she couldn't hide the beauty of the alluring city.

The gentle sound of the piano couldn't help but flow from her fingertips, rippling in the dark night.

I don't know how long it took, when Nie Xiaoqian was still concentrating on stroking the piano, she heard footsteps coming unhurriedly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she also caught a glimpse of a white-clothed boy standing aside, quietly listening to her play the piano.

Nie Xiaoqian smiled slightly, and continued to stroke the piano until the end of the song, when Shi Shiran raised his head with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

"Childe..."

Nie Xiaoqian raised her head, but her pretty face, which was too white, was suddenly stunned.

There was a little deviation from what she expected, and in addition to Cheng Long, there were several beautiful women standing beside him.

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly glanced away, and her heart was a little apprehensive for a while.

The women behind the boy are beautiful, and even they can't tell which one is higher or lower than them.

She originally wanted to attract passers-by, although she did succeed, but who knew that Cheng Long still had a few beautiful ladies behind her.

When Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, she heard Cheng Long say with a faint smile:

"The girl is Yaxing, playing the piano in this secluded place in the middle of the night. ”

Awakened by Cheng Long's words, Nie Xiaoqian came back to her senses, and suddenly had a plan in her heart.

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Childe smiled." ”

After speaking, Nie Xiaoqian stood up and took a step towards Cheng Long next to her.

But between these steps, he stepped on a white cloth on the ground, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ahh ”

Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed in a low voice, her body lost her balance in a hurry and fell forward, crashing directly into Cheng Long's arms.

At the same time, Qin Xian'er and the others behind Cheng Long frowned slightly.

They are all clever women, and now their cultivation is relatively advanced, and their perception is quite keen, so they can naturally see at a glance that the beautiful woman in white in front of them deliberately fell into Cheng Long's arms.

Qin Xian'er, who had a hot temper, had already pressed her hand on the scabbard on her waist, but in the end she still didn't make a move.

After Nie Xiaoqian fell into Cheng Long's arms, she lowered her eyebrows and looked shy, and her body leaned on Cheng Long's broad chest intentionally or unintentionally.

Then, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes dodged, raised her head slightly, and put on an extremely shy appearance to peek at Cheng Long, who was close at hand.

"Childe, my foot seems to be sprained..."

Nie Xiaoqian's voice was inaudible and said to Cheng Long, but when she saw the expression on Cheng Long's face, she couldn't help but pause slightly.

The white-clothed boy in front of him gently supported her when she fell.

There is no old-fashioned dodge, and there is no eagerness to take the opportunity to hug tightly, between the impatient Dengzi and the old-fashioned gentleman.

And Cheng Long, who was close at hand, still had a faint smile on his face, and his face was calm and calm.

It doesn't seem to be the slightest surprise because of the beauty.

A smile that seems to see through everything.

In this way, Nie Xiaoqian's voice couldn't help but stop abruptly, and she was apprehensive.

"This boy, have you already seen that I am pretending?"

While Nie Xiaoqian was apprehensive in her heart, she also had an inexplicable emotion.

She was forced by the tree demon grandmother to lure passers-by in the wilderness.

But for so long, no one has ever behaved like Cheng Long.

Nie Xiaoqian quietly looked at Cheng Long's face, who was close at hand, and was once again distracted.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps.

Nie Xiaoqian's face suddenly changed, and she broke free from Cheng Long's arms.

"Childe, it's getting late, I have to go home immediately. ”

Nie Xiaoqian left such a sentence, waved her sleeves, her figure flashed again and again, and she had disappeared into the night.

Not long after, from the other direction, the bearded Taoist priest Yan Chixia appeared on this small pavilion.

He looked suspiciously at Cheng Long and the others in the pavilion, as well as the guqin, and asked:

"Little brother, how many of you were playing the piano just now?"

Cheng Long turned his head and chuckled at Yan Chixia and said:

"I waited for a whim, came here to play the piano, and disturbed the Taoist, I hope to understand. ”

And Xiao Shuang'er, who was standing next to him, also understood, Shi Shiran sat down in front of the guqin, and his jade fingers flicked a few times, which was the same as Nie Xiaoqian's piano song.

Yan Chixia was a little speechless, and wanted to open her mouth to reprimand.

But when the words came to his lips, thinking of Cheng Long's unfathomability, a trace of vigilance also rose in his heart, and he just arched his hand and walked back again.

Seeing Yan Chixia leave again with some depression, Xiao Shuang'er covered her mouth and smiled and stopped playing the piano.

And Cheng Long was holding his hands and looking in a direction in the endless darkness.

"The original Ning Caichen can't see where you're leaving, but it doesn't mean that the hall master can't see clearly. ”

"Nie Xiaoqian's grandmother seems to be a tree demon, she happens to be a demon, maybe she can get the demon clan's cultivation techniques from her body and put them in the treasure house of the Dragon God Temple. ”

Cheng Long clasped his hands and muttered.

Next to Lanruo Temple, in the darkness of the night, there is a small building still lit up.

Nie Xiaoqian sat in the room on the small floor, combing her long hair like a waterfall absentmindedly.

She was still thinking about what had happened before.

The boy in white she met by the lake seemed to have some differences from the other men she had seen.

She remembered the smile she had on her face as she fell into his arms.

It was as if he had seen through his own mind, and he had nothing to hide in front of that man, without any secrets.

Thinking of Cheng Long following those women with different appearances behind him, Nie Xiaoqian's brows furrowed slightly.

"Maybe that person is some kind of incredible character, so there will be a few beauties to follow. ”

"And because I am surrounded by beautiful women, my appearance has not been able to completely attract him..."

Nie Xiaoqian combed her hair and muttered to herself.

"But it's good that I didn't succeed in attracting the man, which means that I didn't let his life fall into the hands of my grandmother. ”

Nie Xiaoqian thought so, and a smile spread across her cheeks.

She has a good nature, and it is only because of the dryad grandmother that she frequently seduces passers-by at night, and this time she failed, but she felt a faint joy in her heart.