Lang Yuan saw the hazy piano when he was at a loss, and asked in his heart, "Miss Yanhao, can you borrow your 'Spring Thunder'?" Yan Hazy showed a look of surprise when she heard this, her famous piano "Spring Thunder" was rarely known, but she didn't expect to be recognized by her just by showing a corner. I think there must be a high level of attainment, I wonder what other amazing things will be? "Naturally." Smoke is not stingy, but full of anticipation.

Lang Yuan took the piano, sat cross-legged beside him, removed the piano cloth, and placed it on his legs. This posture is a bit of a look, Shi Jingchen thought that she didn't understand the rhythm of music and could only talk nonsense, but when the sound of the piano came together, she realized how wrong she was. At first, the sound of the piano flowed like a babbling stream, and then it was like a clear spring pouring into the heart. As the sound of the piano deepens, it is like being in a sea of flowers in Qingtian, and the sun is shining and gives people indescribable comfort. Mr. Guangqin looked at Lang Yuan in surprise, and really looked away with old eyes, although this girl was open-mouthed, she had real talent and real learning. Everyone seemed to have forgotten that they were injured and poisoned, and suddenly they were all relaxed, but they didn't expect that the sound of the piano had the effect of cleansing their souls.

Purgatory Shura was in a trance, and his shoulder was hit by a golden cloud roll, and he immediately sealed a big hole, careless. But what people care about is the tune played by Lang Yuan, and the purgatory Shura can't even ask if he wants to compete: "Stinky girl, who are you?" Who taught you how to play this song? Seeing that Purgatory Shura was restless, Jue Ai did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, but gave her the opportunity to ask questions.

"This piece was written by a man and given to a woman. And then that woman taught me, you can't teach me, right? "Lang Yuan said incomprehensible words, which was incomprehensible. But Purgatory Shura understood, it was a sweet memory, but it was more terrifying than a nightmare. "Who are you? Who sent you? "Purgatory Shura clasped the purgatory needle, and his restless heart slowly emerged, and his mind was uncertain and bound to lose.

"Meeting is fate, maybe God sent me to wake you up. Everything has a way of doing things, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. After many years of cultivation, why haven't you attained enlightenment? Lang Yuan is still playing, playing the wonderful sound by himself. According to the nature of Purgatory Shura, she would have killed people a long time ago, and she would not talk a lot of nonsense, and the only explanation was that she and Lang Yuan also knew each other.

"Who are you?" Purgatory Shura suddenly pointed to the absolute love and asked, everyone was confused by her, and suddenly laughed bitterly, so moody, almost thought that someone was going to suffer again, "Okay! Master is really wise. His face gradually showed relief, and he asked, "Could it be that you are also going to be my enemy?" ”

Lang Yuan shook his head and said, "Don't get me wrong, my three-legged cat martial arts is the opponent of the Dao Chief, so I don't want to be bored." It's just that your junior sister happened to recognize me as her sister, so as long as you answer her request, I will leave naturally, and no one will stop you from taking revenge. "Mrs. Xu finally knew that the reason for Lang Yuan's-for-tat confrontation was nothing more than to give a bad breath to the purgatory Shura, but she was so humiliated that she would rather die.

The sound of the piano gradually reached a climax, like a spring breeze, and what was even more amazing was that a large number of butterflies continued to pour in from all sides of the villa, dancing around the sound of the piano. It was as if I had seen a hundred flowers in full bloom, so I came to collect honey. This situation is staggering, Guangqin and others have too many surprises today, in the past, all kinds of feelings were living in vain, and there are still such strange people in the world? What is the world's first piano sound and musician's in front of Lang Yuan, it has to be overshadowed. Although Yucheng didn't want to admit it, Lang Yuan was really powerful. The smoke showed a look of relief, not only because there was no mistake, but also because she was glad that the sound played came from her "Spring Thunder".

The killing intent of the purgatory Shura will not be dissipated because of a song, and the trance of the mind will return to its normal position. Snorted coldly: "Don't be ashamed! Fang is my carelessness, do you really think that my junior sister can win against me? "Serious purgatory Shura, absolutely love is not an opponent. It's just that Lang Yuan knows everything about her, and this is the weakness of Purgatory Shura. "Yet, the Taoist leader used the purgatory needle and the Shura palm to dominate the rivers and lakes, and it just so happened that the little woman was a little bit yellow, and knew that your purgatory needle was mainly made of red snake venom and mandala flowers, of course, the detoxification was not a problem at all. My sister took the anti-poison elixir in the morning, what do you think she has a chance of winning? "Lang Yuan has studied her thoroughly, the smoke and a group of men and women on the side have not yet made a move, and they must have a unique skill if they are not stunned by her Shura magic sound, and if you want to get revenge today, there are too many obstacles, and the sky will not die in Kuangle Mountain Villa!

The song gradually came to an end, all the butterflies wanted to disperse to the sky, like fog and xia, I thought it was a perfect ending, but I didn't know that there was a sad lonely flute from afar, which was very miserable, although Lang Yuan stopped the piano in time but still failed to help the butterfly escape. The sound of the flute came, containing a very strong internal force, killing butterflies in an instant, falling like rain, becoming a butterfly rain.

Something was wrong, Purgatory Shura flew away, and the courtyard recalled her remaining words: "Fang Huiru, for my junior sister's sake today, spare you for the time being!" I'll take your life sooner or later! Hahaha......" "Senior sister? "Absolute love waved through the brocade cloud scroll, and the big box wrapped around his back, and flew away with the steps of the purgatory Shura. No regrets followed. Lang Yuan said in his heart: It's okay to go, I don't know who the sound of the flute just now came from? The strength of the internal force is not inferior to that of Purgatory Shura. At least she already knows the identity of her absolute love, and she will definitely not kill again.

The crisis was finally resolved, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's just that Mr. Yunling and Mr. Guangqin have been deeply poisoned, and they can't be made for a few days without an antidote. Mrs. Xu grabbed Langyuan in a hoarse voice and pleaded: "Please also ask the girl to detoxify Mr. Guangqin and Mr. Yunling." I will be grateful for Kuangle Villa! "Everyone listened to Lang Yuan's words just now, and it is not difficult to detoxify, it's just a matter of whether you want to or not. For the sake of Mr. Guangqin's previous maintenance, Lang Yuan did not refuse, and with a flick of his fingers, three golden needles appeared on one person. "The two gentlemen can force the poison on their own, and they don't have to worry about the toxin swimming all over their bodies." When Guangqin heard this, he did not hesitate to immediately use his strength, and sure enough, it no longer had a faint effect, and the poisonous blood slowly flowed out from the two acupoints of Zhongchong and Shaoze. Seeing this, Yunling immediately did so.

The butterfly rain was about to end, and for some reason it suddenly rained petals. I think it's the person who blows the flute, and the uninvited guest came, and Kuangle Villa is really in trouble. Lang Yuan returned the "Spring Thunder", looking at the smoke and wondering if it was an illusion, she seemed to be very happy. The land of right and wrong should not be stayed for a long time. Lang Yuan gave everyone in the Sifang Inn a look and signaled to retreat.

"Where are the rats, who are afraid to show up quickly?" Mrs. Xu shouted to the sky. Some of the petals fell on Lang Yuan's body, and there was clearly a peculiar fragrance, but the small poison couldn't stop her, so she just strode forward. A man in white came from the wind and landed firmly in front of Lang Yuan, blocking her way. Shi Jingchen and the others will get up, see that the situation is not right, and sit back secretly.

The man's blue background is white, and the sleeves are embroidered with beautiful patterns with gold threads, and a jade flute shows its elegant temperament, which must be a rich and noble family. Looking at his face again, it can really be described as "the sun and the moon are bright in the eyes, and the two eyebrows gather the wind and clouds." If the spring immortal is not like this, the moon god should be invisible." The hair on the left side of the face is braided into a small braid, the brown hair is in the wind, and the bright eyes are slightly raised, which is charming. Lang Yuan is still willing to go, the dementia in her eyes is almost like a hara, she has always had no resistance to this kind of man.

"What's wrong with the boss?" Gu Jiantang had never seen Lang Yuan so out of shape, and asked curiously. Su Qianqian and Shi Jingchen have long been accustomed to it, and said in unison: "The old problem has been committed." Su Qianqian looked like she hated iron but not steel, and couldn't help but flick a stone. Lang Yuan, who was in pain, was sober and gasped, but because the force was too great, he fell directly into the arms of the incoming person. Su Qianqian's face was solemn, it was too embarrassing! It's the same with smoke. "Hey, what are you doing, shameless woman?" Hearing the voice, Lang Yuan stood still, and it turned out that Gongzi was followed by two maidservants, one of whom had already opened his teeth and claws, as if he was going to eat her.

This beautiful man is more than a head taller than Lang Yuan, and it seems that he can't see her in his eyes, and is even completely ignored. Everyone slowly got up and stood, and they all seemed to be embarrassed. Mrs. Xu stood in front of her and said with a smile: "It turned out that the young man of Yinfeng was here, and it was an honor for our village." It's just that we have no contact with Huayuelou, what is the so-called matter of the son? "Huayue Building is one of the nine divisions of the five palaces of the Mirror Moon Sect, and the Yin Feng Gongzi is even more famous. The people present are all decent people, and they are naturally afraid of the Demon Sect, and it is really a wave of unsettled. Everyone has long lost the strength to resist, but they are calm on the surface, and this time it is really difficult to escape!

Lang Yuan looked up, it was better to see than to hear, this is the son of Yinfeng, who is really out of the dust, and even won her heart. That's just this face!

The fierce maid squeezed open Lang Yuan and stepped forward to reply: "Our son heard that Kuangle Mountain Villa held a Guangling Conference, so I wanted to come and see it." It's a pity that I was extremely disappointed, and it was just some bad news. It's a good song before leaving, it should be the 'Spring Thunder' from Miss Yanha, right? I haven't seen you for a few days, but Miss Yan's piano skills have improved by leaps and bounds? Very good. Hearing this, Yan Hazy suddenly eclipsed, his expression was complicated, and he was at a loss for a while. Yucheng sneered: "Sister, what about the inkstone girl praising you? It's not easy. "It seems that there is something in the words, and they have known each other before.

"The smoke is not talented, the piano skills are clumsy, and you can't get into the elegant hall. The song was played by this girl. "The smoke and piano art are the best in martial arts, but now in her mouth, she can't be in the hall of elegance? Modest excess. Perhaps she was more concerned about the opinion of the Wind Boy. This person is always like this, with a smile on his face, but he has no warmth, and he rarely looks at people. But today, he looked at Lang Yuan with his smoky hand, his face full of curiosity. "Dare to ask the girl, what is that song called?" The voice was magnetic, gentle and majestic, Lang Yuan swallowed violently, urgently needed to calm down, looked at the corpses of butterflies all over the ground, and felt pity for this little to divert his attention.

"This girl will cure you of a great sin first! You blow the flute well, why do you want to scare my butterflies to death? Lang Yuan crossed his arms and became proud. I don't know if it's better to say that she's ignorant or bold? You must know that the Yinfeng Gongzi's martial arts are first-class, shaking the ancient and modern, how can he scare butterflies to death with his skills? It is clear that mocking other people's martial arts is not good, and can only scare and scare people. The decent people naturally listened to it in their hearts, and finally Lang Yuan's mouth was still a little useful.

"Bastard, where did you come from? With such no education, can you play that tune? You are simply insulting the rhythm by playing the piano, so let's go home and take the children! "That Yanxin has a bad temper, so he slashed his head and covered his face at Lang Yuan, and spit on the stars and flew to the ground. Angry, Su Qianqian stood up silently.

Lang Yuan's eyebrows twitched twice, barely squeezing out a smile, which was a sign before the proprietress was going crazy. "Did your son not open his mouth, or did he flash his tongue? I want you to talk more. Also, when I talk to your son-in-law, what are you talking about? There is no distinction between dignity and inferiority. Yan Xin just wanted to fight back, how could Lang Yuan give her a chance, poked his finger and said again, "You remember for me, I am not a village girl." Even if I am a village girl, I am also a village girl with cultivation and sentiment, ten million times more beautiful than you! At the end of the sentence, he also added a hair-pulling action demonstration.

"I don't know what to do!" The inkstone killing machine has appeared, picking up the flower basket and smashing it towards Langyuan. Su Qianqian had already prepared, the flying bow was shot, the sleeve arrows were fired, and the flower basket disappeared in an instant. The inkstone walked through with one palm, and the short knife in the other hand cut the throat, Su Qianqian's divine bullet was entangled, blocking a knife, and he stepped forward with one foot on the palm, and retreated a few steps together. Everyone consciously retreated, leaving room for them. But Su Qianqian felt that she seemed to be not as powerful as before when she went all out, and even after Fang Cai, she was still a little dizzy.

Yanxin attacked strongly, and Su Qianqian struggled to knock out her short knife with one blow, but she was also slapped herself, and her shoulder hurt as if she was about to fall apart. "Why is this happening?" Su Qianqian held her dizzy head and insisted on not letting herself fall. Yanxin laughed and said, "It's not easy to be a bird, right? To tell you honestly, no, it's you, you've been poisoned by our Huayue Tower, and as long as you are lucky, you will be dizzy. Hearing Yanxin's words, everyone secretly tried, and sure enough, as she said, these indiscriminate methods have been tried and tested.

Su Qianqian can only be angry, since she walked the rivers and lakes, she has not been tricked except in the hands of Lang Yuan. Lang Yuan put a needle on Qianqian's body, fed another pill, and snorted coldly: "Is it amazing? Little girl, look at your hands before you are arrogant, right? Yan Xin subconsciously raised his hand, and there was nothing unusual at first glance, but after a closer look, there were indeed a lot of red dots. I didn't feel anything unusual, but I slowly became paralyzed in my right hand and lost consciousness. She really couldn't figure it out, what did Lang Yuan do to her? "Yanxin, don't move." Another handmaiden shouted, and removed the gold needle from her right shoulder. Unknowingly, they released the hidden weapon, and they recognized the poison they used at once, and they were really not ordinary village girls. "Childe, this ......" The maid knows a little about medicine, but this poison is very strange, and if you solve it wrong, it will be troublesome. It's not that Yin Feng didn't see Lang Yuan make a move, but he was just curious about what amazing things she would do? I didn't expect it to be poisoned.

"It's Mandalasan. In the heart of the pool, apply the needle shoulder well acupoint, the cheek acupoint, and feed the herb pill. "Although the detoxification method is different from Lang Yuan, it is also correct. It seems that he has met an opponent, and the more Lang Yuan looks at the wind, the more pleasing it is, but I don't know if people also look at him.

As soon as the inkstone poison was resolved, he began to be arrogant again: "Our son-in-law is the first in the world in detoxification, not comparable to any village girl, just now I was careless to let you take advantage of it." Su Qianqian couldn't help but scold: "Stinky girl, see if I don't tear your stinky mouth!" "I wanted to fight again, but I was pulled by Lang Yuan, and the one called Tan Xin pulled the inkstone.