Outside, a black figure crossed the high palace wall, and came to the residence of Ye Tingfeng, and listened to the sound of the piano from a distance, and stumbled in his ears.

The floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the world is wide and far away with the wind.

The piano sounds like a person.

Even playing the piano has become an instinctive vigilance, unabated. But when she saw the figure standing outside the house, about to push the door in, she focused on the piano again.

Ye Puyu gently closed the door of the house, sat on the soft couch beside her, picked up the grapes on the plate with her slender fingers, and ate fruits while enjoying the piano, so she was not at ease.

However, his leisurely appearance is something that has never been seen by Ye Tingfeng.

It is also a frustration, euphemistic and continuous, sometimes like a pine wind, sometimes ......

Chapter 92 of "The Prisoner of the Phoenix Flying Emperor" Yeqin catches the thief is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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