But—

Ye Luo glanced at Feng Wuxi again.

This man is noble and compassionate. His action of drinking tea is so elegant; His starry eyes are so clear; He can even persuade wicked people like Mo Suran to go astray.

That's right, the wind doesn't care about that.

Words like power, throne, and armament have nothing to do with him.

On the west side of the main hall, there is a guqin.

When Feng Wushi saw it, he walked over, and his fingers, which were as white as jade, flicked lightly, and two strings of light notes flew out.

The piano skills of the wind are unparalleled in the world.

He drank some wine today, saw someone, and felt something in his heart, and couldn't help but be addicted to the piano, sat on the edge of the guqin, and improvised a song.

Twist slowly and slowly, and the piano sound is murmuring. He was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, and under the reflection of the setting sun, he was spotless. The fairy sound, flowing from the fingers, ethereal and gentle, is enough to calm the most irritable person in an instant.

Ye Luo listened.

The sound of the piano was like a wave, gently caressing her eardrums.

It's an ultimate treat.

The pop songs and classic melodies of the 21st century are simply rubbish in the garbage when compared to the improvised tune that is not explained.

Even Si Yutian spoke highly of the sound of the piano: "It's the first time I've heard it, such a gentle piano music doesn't have a bit of sword aura and murderous aura."

In the Five Elements Continent, as long as anyone who cultivates can play the piano, the sound of the piano will inevitably be contaminated with sword aura, murderous aura, and fierce aura.

But the wind is not the same.

At the age of seventeen, he was already a ninth-order mad warrior, far surpassing his peers; But he was not deceived by killing and power, his eyes were still gentle, his conduct was still noble, and his sound was so pure and gentle that it made my heart palpitate.

"Let Si Gongzi see it."

After the song was finished, Feng Wushi's ten fingers rested on the strings, looked back and smiled, as handsome as a fairy, "The clumsy piano skills, compared with Si Gongzi's wine, are still much worse." ”

"Master Wusha doesn't have to be humble." Si Yutian smiled and said, "Qin and wine are not the same way in the first place, and there is no comparison. ”

"This piano sound with this wine, wonderful."

Ye Luo raised his white jade wine glass, "Let's have a toast." ”

The four of them laughed and laughed, and talked about wine. The previous awkward atmosphere was swept away.

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

Ye Huangcheng and the second elder did not come back, and Feng Wuwu's challenge plan also failed, so he had to go back to the post house with his brother Feng Wushi, and come back to visit one day.

**

Time flies.

Three days later, it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

Up and down the Ye Mansion, it was naturally lively and lively to hold a family banquet.

Si Yutian also came to the task, drank two laps with Ye Lianhua, and drank three laps with Ye Quan. He drunk the third uncle and the old man, and he was still very sober, but a pair of phoenix eyes looked in the direction of Ye Luo from time to time, with a little drunkenness.

When the feast was over, all the people in each room went back. The rest of the rest, the year of the year.

Just as Ye Luo was about to go back to the house, a strong big hand clasped her wrist: "Xiao Luo, I'll take you to a place."

"Where?" Ye Luo's golden eyes were shining.

She's not actually sleepy.

If you can celebrate the New Year with the person you like, it is not a beautiful thing.

"Follow me and you'll find out."