Murong Xueling was playing the piano in the peony garden, his face was red and white, his face was a little bewitching, his eyes were firm, and he looked like the world was in my hands.

Back then, for the sake of the concubine's rebellion, he angrily destroyed the peony in the garden, and the monstrous hatred slowly hid very deep with the dead flowers. The peonies in the garden bloom more nationally and fragrantly, and the strong fragrance strikes people.

Murong Xueling's piano sound was very different from before.

Murong Xueling's piano sound was originally sentimental, but now it is Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Same people, same picture. The concubine felt that the coercion from all directions was slowly invading, with a hint of coldness.

Originally, he was just a gentle and jade-like boy, a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The sound of the piano became more and more impassioned, like a soldier who was stumbling and crawling on the battlefield, with the vicissitudes of a hundred battles, the tragedy of throwing a short head of blood, and more importantly, the momentum of the decisive battle in the world.

This is Murong Xueling?

The concubine was now outside the Peony Pavilion and listened to him play the piano from afar.

A strange feeling appeared in an instant, but disappeared in an instant.

"Concubine Rebellion, I'm back." Murong Xueling was not surprised at all by the appearance of the concubine.

"Lord Wang, this time the concubine did not complete the task, let it be punished." The concubine clenched her fists and bowed her head.

Murong Xueling's face suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his forehead were bulging. His hands quickly wiped on the strings, and a burst of golden iron horses, and the sound of the piano rolling out.

Concubine Wei secretly looked at his expression, not like anger, but like he didn't complete the task.

"Concubine disobedience, punishment is naturally wanted. How did you keep the King's guests out of the Lodge? Murong Xueling was a little stunned.

"Lord Wang, why did you forget? The Scar Villa is a forbidden place for everyone, and it is not appropriate for Xiling officials to come here, right? The concubine frowned, and sure enough, Murong Xueling invited them over.

Murong Xueling, what exactly does he want to do?

The concubine's face was silent, but she sighed in her heart, Murong Xueling is really no longer the Murong Xueling of the past.

"Concubine rebellion, everything will change." Murong Xueling stood up, his white hair fluttering in the breeze, which made Concubine Wei inexplicably think of the green bottle on the Broken Bell Peak, he was sealed in the Fire Demon Mountain, he should have been scattered a long time ago, right?

"Xueling, have you received the letter I sent?" The concubine remembers the more than 1,000 missing hermits.

Concubine Wei had already passed the book and reported the situation of Huanglan to Murong Xueling. Tell him not to send any more people to Huanglan.

"It's hard work, this king has his own decision. You don't have to worry about it. Murong Xueling and Concubine Rebellion walked side by side towards the main hall of the Falling Scar Villa.

Vaguely, the concubine heard that there were countless people in the hall.

Murong Xueling smiled faintly: "This king invited the ministers of the central government to come to Luoji Mountain Villa to discuss matters. And, of course, my important master of Scar Villa. ”

"Lord Wang......" The concubine sank against the bottom of her heart.

Xiling is about to change.

The crown prince died in Huanglan City, and the other Murong disciples were not outstanding.

Murong Xueling, who was quite scheming, naturally played with their royal power.

"Concubine, this king invited them over, there are two things, do you want to hear it?" Murong Xueling's eyes closed, and then suddenly opened. Eyes sparkling.

"Lord Wang, if it's a secret, I don't want to know." The concubine looked cold and indifferent.

"Confidential, of course." Murong Xueling let out a long breath.

"You Qingmi Venerable doesn't seem to care enough about Fallen Scar Villa." Seeing that the concubine was dispensable, Murong Xueling was a little disappointed.

"Lord, the concubine is not unconcerned. It's a matter of confidentiality, and the less people know about it, the better. ”

"Hahaha, concubine, don't you know your place in the king's heart? You are one of the fewer. Murong Xueling said with a bit of gritted teeth.

It's moody.

"Lord Wang, is it really a big deal that you summoned them here?" Between the concubine's words, she became more and more respectful to Murong Xueling.

Concubine Wei noticed that today is indeed not quite the same as the usual Fallen Scar Villa.

The five elders are still there, and apart from occasionally seeing one or two green secret hermits, they rarely see green secret hermits.