It is said that after Wanwan stole the gossip mirror from Yang Guang's Jiangdu Palace, she left quietly under the cover of Wei Xianglian and others, and at the same time she was very proud, she was also very curious, wanting to see what was so strange about this treasure that was rumored to be miraculous.

You must know that in order to be able to steal the treasure this time, the Yin Sect not only used many eyeliners around Yang Guang, but even the masters in the door went out to contain Yang Guang and the strong people of Yuwen Valve and other forces, otherwise how could she steal the treasure so easily.

Out of the Jiangdu City, Wanwan turned into a white practice, retreating towards the originally arranged route, white clothes fluttering, clothes fluttering, the whole person walked forward in the moonlight, like a fairy in the moon, dripping mortal dust.

"Zheng Zheng!"

Suddenly, not far ahead, the faint sound of the piano floated down, melodious and clear, like a mountain spring frolicking among the green mountains, clear and free, without the slightest restraint. It's like the mountains and rivers, waiting for the arrival of the bosom friend.

The sound of the piano sounded, making the moon-stepping Wanwan suspicious, the jade foot lightly, turned around and left in the other direction, the whole process was extremely natural, there was an indescribable elegance, which was pleasing to the eye.

In less than a moment, she changed color, for she found that no matter how she turned away, the sound of the piano, which seemed to be there and was like a sympathetic whisper, was always wrapped between her ears, and there was no change in the slightest. Even the dense forest has undergone strange changes, and when you fall into it, you can't get out.

Turning back and forth three or four times, seeing that she couldn't get out of the dense forest no matter what, Wanwan no longer wasted her physical strength, turned around and walked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from behind her, she was very interested in the person behind the scenes.

Wanwan walked only a hundred meters in the direction of the piano, and was stunned to find that there was a small bamboo house not far away, and the dim light came, but the surrounding darkness was eerie.

Wanwan could swear that she had never seen any bamboo house lights before, but the sudden appearance of the bamboo house made her hesitate a little, not knowing whether to move on.

"Haha, there are friends from afar, don't you say it?"

"Since the girl is destined to be here, why don't you come in and have a drink?"

The owner who was playing the piano in the bamboo house also seemed to feel the hesitation of the flute, so he stopped stroking the piano and said with a smile, as if he had met an old friend, and his words were full of joy.

Wanwan heard the invitation of the mysterious person in the bamboo house, and her heart was itching with hatred, if she hadn't been trapped here inexplicably, the ghost would have a relationship with this guy.

Although I wanted to kill this girl in my heart, it would not be like this on my lips, only to see Wanwan's surprised look, and said with a smile like a flower: "Wanwan didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet her seniors, so it bothered!" ”

In terms of acting skills, they are a big yin faction, absolutely worthy of anyone, and in an instant, Wanwan changed from an elf in a month to a soft and weak little woman, and walked towards the bamboo house not far away step by step.

A lonely lamp, a piano, a pot of turbid wine to treat the beauty!

The owner of the bamboo house seemed to have been prepared, and when he saw Wanwan enter, he sat there and smiled slightly, picked up the extremely delicate silver wine jug on the table, and filled the two wine glasses in front of him.

After Wanwan entered the bamboo house, the first thing she saw was the owner of the bamboo house, a young man without the slightest fluctuation of true qi, gentle as jade, like a humble gentleman, with no impurities in his clear and bright eyes, which made people involuntarily feel good.

Before she could take a closer look, Wanwan was attracted by the golden wine in the cup, although the golden wine did not have the slightest aroma of wine, but it seemed to have unparalleled magic, so that her eyes could not take her eyes off it.

"If the girl doesn't dislike it, you can have a drink together."

The mysterious owner of the bamboo house, that is, Wang Xiaoguang, who walked out of the gossip mirror, looked at the cute appearance of Wanwan's eyes staring at the wine glass, couldn't help but smile, and raised his glass to invite.

"Thank you for your son!"

When Wanwan heard Wang Xiaoguang's invitation, she walked to the table and sat down safely, then picked up the wine in her cup and drank it all.

The whole process is incomparably natural and harmonious, like two old friends who have not seen each other for many years, without the slightest strangeness. If it was known to the rest of the Yin Sect, it would definitely feel incredible.

The Yin Sect, as a major sect of the Demon Sect, has a battle and mystery that far surpasses that of other sects. As a contemporary descendant of the Yin Sect, Wanwan actually drank with strangers without the slightest warning, which is really amazing.

In fact, even Wanwan herself felt incredible, she looked at the person in front of her, and she was very familiar with the slightest wariness and hostility, which made her feel inexplicable.

After the two drank a glass together, Wang Xiaoguang did not pour the wine again, but talked with Wanwan. The weird thing is that the two seem to get together in a moment and become close friends in the boudoir, talking about everything and talking about everything.

In this incredible state, Wanwan seemed to be a little drunk and hazy, and even told her own life experience and past experience, as if she was confiding, and as if venting.

The reason why the Demon Gate is called the Demon Gate is not only because of the slander of other people, but also because it has lost the concept of the original sect, and it is more extreme in both doing things and being a person.

Even if Wanwan is the contemporary true legend of the Yin Sect, she is also cautious in the sect, living on thin ice, with peeping from her elders, calculations from her peers, and oppression from life and death, so that she does not dare to relax for a moment, nor does she dare to show the slightest weakness, lest she fall into a place of no return.

After all, in that ruthless sect, sometimes death is a luxury, she has seen too much darkness, and she has experienced too much calculation, so she understands one thing, only strength is king, and only more ruthless than others can live.

The wine is sad, drunk and confused, at this moment Wanwan is no longer the contemporary true biography of the Yin School, she is just a soft and weak little girl, who opened her heart through drunkenness and let out a self-deprecation.

As soon as she entered the rivers and lakes, she couldn't help herself, not to mention that when she was brought into the Yin Sect, she was only four or five years old, and she was still a little girl who didn't know anything.

She clearly remembered how her family was beheaded by the disciples of the Yin Sect, just to cut off the common fate.

Now she can't remember her parents' voices and smiles, or even the names of her father's family, but she can't forget the fire and the killing.

She didn't know how many times she woke up from her dreams and hid in the corner with her arms folded and wept.

Later, she finally understood a truth, only by being more ruthless than others can she live better, and only by having strong power can she pursue the freedom she dreams of.

With her good talent and unremitting efforts, she finally entered the eyes of her master Zhu Yuyan, and was accepted as a disciple by her, becoming the contemporary true descendant of the Yin Sect, representing the Yin Sect to walk the rivers and lakes.

It's just, is this result really what she wants?

She didn't know, she just knew that she was really tired, so tired.

After Wang Xiaoguang heard Wanwan's story, he suddenly felt guilty in his heart, and asked himself, is it really good for him to use a spell to charm a little girl who has a hard life?

He looked at the girl who was already drunk and hazy in front of him, and seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and whispered to himself: "Since you long for great power and want to pursue the freedom you yearn for, then I will fulfill you!" ”

"What?"

Wang Xiaoguang whispered to himself, Wanwan didn't seem to hear clearly, opened his confused eyes, and asked a little coquettishly.

"It's okay, I just wanted to say."

"Girl, how about a small goal first?"

"For example, to rule the world, to be an empress, and so on."