The night sky was like a navy blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars, and the hazy moonlight poured down on the figures on the eaves.

Qiu Zhiwang and Jun Qingmo stood on the eaves on the left and right, protecting Ye Dusheng, who was dressed in red and cross-legged on the piano, in the middle. Ye Dusheng had a seductive smile on the corner of her mouth, and her white fingers plucked back and forth on the strings.

The melodious and graceful sound of the piano echoes in the dark night, making people can't help but be deeply fascinated and intoxicated by the beautiful sound of the piano.

People who practice martial arts are already better than ordinary people in their eyes, so although they are separated by a distance, and now it is night, Qi Tingxue can still vaguely see Ye Dusheng's appearance on the eaves in the distance.

Qi Tingxue's eyes widened, and she looked into the distance in shock, how did the person in red look like Ye Dusheng? How can it be!

Wait, if he is Ye Dusheng, then who are the two people next to him, and who is Qiu Zhiwang and who?

Suddenly, Qi Tingxue's face changed, and she didn't have time to think too much, so she quickly turned around and shouted to the Qi family behind her, "Don't listen to the sound of the piano, hurry up and use internal force to isolate the sound of the piano!" Bring me my piano!"

The raging fire burned in the house, illuminating the night, and the family holding Qi Tingxue's qin suddenly became confused, swaying his body from side to side, with a foolish smile on his face, "It's good~"

"Rubbish!" Qi Tingxue glanced at the group of Qi family members who were immersed in the sound of the piano, cursed secretly, dodged over to take his piano back, and quickly sat on the ground and began to stroke the piano.

The crisp and gentle sound of the piano sounded slowly, mixed with Ye Dusheng's piano sound, and the movements of the two of them increased their speed, and the soft piano sound became high, and it was difficult to distinguish the high and low for a while.

Because of the sound of Qi Tingxue's qin, the Qi family, who were addicted to the sound of Ye Dusheng's qin, slowly woke up and hurried to put out the fire.

While being surprised by the high piano skills of the master on the eaves, thinking of the flute sound of the piano that suddenly sounded in the Qi family during the day today and the fact that Ye Dusheng came to Jiangnan Qi Tianxiao had an accident, Qi Tingxue was very sure that the red-clothed person who stroked the piano was Ye Dusheng.

"Who are you? Why did you do this, where did my Qi family not live with you? Although Qi Tingxue was asking, she had the answer in her heart, but she couldn't believe it, so she asked.

The sound of the piano was mixed in, and Ye Dusheng's smiling voice came from afar: "Where can't you stop me?" Hehe, hasn't Senior Qi remembered it yet? ”

"Zheng-" Because she was too surprised, Qi Tingxue accidentally played it wrong. Ye Dusheng was really a member of the Ye family back then! How could it be that the Ye family had already been exterminated by them?!

After all, she has been mixed with the rivers and lakes for many years, although she was very surprised, Qi Tingxue quickly came back to her senses, her eyes appeared gloomy, and she continued to help the piano and said, "Remember? I really don't know what Twilight is talking about. ”

Although Qi Tian said this, he was even more vicious than Fang Cai, wanting to kill Ye Dusheng. These three people will definitely not let go, otherwise the Qi family will be ruined!

"Tsk, you see that Senior Qi is obviously weak-hearted, but he still doesn't admit it." Hearing Qi Tingxue's violin sound coming violently, Ye Dusheng smiled, played the piano calmly, and said to the two beside him.

Qiu Zhiwang said worriedly, "Qi Tingxue's internal strength is deep, Dusk Sheng, you ......"

Jun Qingmo, who was unconsciously standing between Qiu Zhiwang and Ye Dusheng, interrupted Qiu Zhiwang's words and said, "As long as you give an order, lady, I will go and fetch Qi Tingxue's head for you." ”

"......" Qiu Zhiwang glanced at Jun Qingmo, touched the jade flute in his hand, helplessness appeared in his eyes, and he moved his body to the side.