"Ah...... I'm so angry, why can't I play it well, why can't I play it well, the method of the Peony Sect is also right, I also play it the same, why is it still so ugly, I'm angry......" In the empty valley, a crazy angry curse sounded continuously, and a person who was close to collapse walked around the boulder irritably, her hair was messy by her, and the clothes on her body were also crumpled, but at first glance, she looked like a beggar who was flowing everywhere.

At this time in the valley, Mu Yunxin was the only one, and the ordinary guqin on the stone table, as for where the precious guqin was, in the corner not far from Mu Yunxin, a broken wood suspected of being a guqin was lying alone, the strings were broken, and suspicious scratches appeared on the quaint body, and even the entire piano surface was broken in half. Seeing his beloved guqin suffer this fate, how dare Peony take out any more guqin, and he had to give Mu Yunxin the ordinary lyre to practice.

At this moment, Mu Yunxin sat cross-legged on the ground suddenly, his fair face looked a little hideous, his crazy eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the guqin on the table fiercely, staring quietly like this, the expression was like looking at a lover who he hadn't seen for many years, uh, lover? Suddenly, the tired eyes flashed a trace of fierceness, but saw Mu Yunxin quickly hold the lyre on the table high in the air, and a powerful resentment emanated from her, wanting to vent on the piano in her hand.

"Miss Mu, playing the piano is about a peaceful state of mind, these guqins are not like those dead things in the mortal world, they have life to a certain extent, the peony of the piano before will not be investigated, but please treat this lyre well. Suddenly, Peony's slightly displeased voice sounded in his ears, and the slight anger on his elegant face made Mu Yunxin wilt instantly.

Reluctantly, Mu Yunxin slowly put down the lyre in her hand, and her hideous face turned into a sad face, she helplessly supported her arms, staring at the simple and silent lyre with wide eyes, thinking about Peony's previous words, Mu Yunxin was stunned, and muttered to the piano: "Peony said that you all have life, I can't play well is it that you dislike me, why don't I give you a good name, I don't ask you to let me play a peerless song, but at least it can make people listen to it, what do you think?"

Saying that, Mu Yunxin fiddled with the silver strings casually, entertaining himself: "If you don't speak, I'll say yes, how about I call you Hao Qin, a Hao Qin, a good piano, I praise you so much, you just follow me!"

It's just that at this moment, she is really in a hurry, since the day she was forced by Shen Ya to learn the piano, it has been more than seven days, and she has been staying in this unpopular valley every day for the past seven days, just to fight for a breath in front of Shen Ya. But in the past seven days, not to mention progress, the piano has been destroyed, but there has been no progress.

Even the elegant and dignified peony was disturbed by her magic sound, and after teaching her the most basic techniques, she used the thousand-year-old unchanging theorem of "the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual" as an excuse, and left as if she was leaving, leaving her alone to grope here, only to check the progress a little when delivering the meal.

"If you really have life, let me play a song!" Mu Yunxin felt that she was an incomparably failed for the first time, she survived all the hardships when she was in Jianpu Village, and she could even face the devil of Mu Qiong bravely, but she had nothing to do with a broken qin, and even fell to the point of begging for a dead thing.

"Hehe, you're funny, you girl, that's not how you want to play a tune. In an instant, a warm voice sounded slowly like flowing water. Mu Yunxin raised his eyes in surprise, but saw a handsome man holding a jade flute walking slowly, the corners of the man's lips were slightly curved, and the corners of his soft eyes were warm and smiling, but he inexplicably gave people a kind of flowing gentleness.

"Who are you?" Looking at the gentle man in front of him, Mu Yunxin stood up suddenly, for some reason, seeing this strange man reminded her of the second brother Mu Yili, the two of them are the same gentle and peaceful, but different: the second brother uses a gentle smile to hide the treacherous and ruthless in his heart, and this person, just like the appearance, is gentle and soft.

"My name is Zhuqing, and I am the guardian of this place. Zhu Qing didn't seem to care about Mu Yunxin's questioning, he casually hung the jade flute around his waist, glanced at the static lyre on the table suggestively, and said slowly: "This piano is not played like this, your idea was wrong from the beginning." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and flipped it, and the lyre flew eagerly into the warm and slender palm as if he had met his master.

Looking at the lyre in his hand, Zhu Qing stretched out his hand to caress the body of the piano, his slender fingers plucked the strings at will, and a pleasant sound sounded quietly, and the harmonious timbre with a hint of soothing and gentleness caressed Mu Yunxin's heart.

For a moment, Mu Yunxin looked at the gentle man in front of her with excitement, just a good timbre made her feel good about this gentle man. Only she knew how painful she must have been when she had been tormented by the magic sound for seven days in a row!

She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, and even when she fell asleep, the harsh noises echoed in her ears, making her feel uneasy, and even she resented the lyre in front of her. Now it is only a piano sound, but she has regained her confidence in the music, although she can't play, but at least she can hear the pleasant sound of the piano.

Seeing Mu Yunxin's exaggerated appearance, Zhu Qing didn't feel a little funny, as the guardian here, he was always in this spiritual source valley, Mu Yunxin's efforts and madness in the past seven days, he even secretly witnessed it, even the harsh noise she popped out, he was poisoned with Mu Yunxin.

In these short seven days, he has a certain understanding of this strange woman, who is not interested in the guqin or even any kind of musical instrument, but he is stubborn, throwing all his energy into it, and even ignoring his own image, his head is messy, his body is dirty, and his eyes are obviously bloodshot...... These are enough to prove how hard she works!

Although she is a mortal with a powerful demonic aura, Zhu Qing does not feel disgusted with her like this, but because of her efforts and her stubbornness, she has a little good impression of her. However, as a guardian, his duty is to protect this spiritual source valley, and everything else is beyond his reach. Besides, this woman is still inextricably linked with the Divine Monarch, so there is no need for him to wade into this troubled water.

Even so, when he watched Mu Yunxin crawl and roll for seven days, he never got the essentials, and was even on the verge of collapse, just like those mortals in the mortal world who were sick and rushed to the hospital, he tried to communicate with the lyre, and even named it "Hao Qin", hehe, is it a good qin? This woman is very interesting!

As the controller of the rhyme, of course he knew that the peony was deceiving Mu Yunxin, and some musical instruments were naturally alive, just like the Yingxiang that was destroyed by Mu Yunxin, which was an excellent guqin. But the lyre in his hand is an ordinary thing, even if it is destroyed by her, there is no pity. But this woman took it seriously, and stared at it with big eyes, which was really funny!

Thinking like this, Zhu Qing glanced at Mu Yunxin gently, with an imperceptible doting and smile in her soft eyes: "This piano is meant to be played like this." After that, Zhu Qing bent down slightly, sat cross-legged directly, the simple lyre was placed between his legs, and his slender fingertips gently slid on the strings, like flowing water, a quiet and heart-cleansing piano song slowly sounded, wandering in the empty valley.

Listening to the beautiful music, Mu Yunxin couldn't help but sit cross-legged, her bloodshot eyes were slightly closed, and her tired face was full of enjoyment and joy, quietly listening to the moving music.

At this moment, a handsome man sat on the ground, his warm eyes flashed with a soft light, and his slender hands plucked the strings lightly, and the evergreen silk rose with the wind, covering the warm smile on the corner of the man's lips. In front of him, an embarrassed woman sat on the ground, her messy hair blocking her fair face, and her long eyelashes closed her smart eyes, but she couldn't hide the joy and enjoyment on her face......

Half a sound, Zhu Qing's hands closed lightly on the silver strings, and the quiet music ended. Mu Yunxin slowly opened his eyes, and the tiredness on his face was gone, but there was a hint of unfinished business. At this moment, Mu Yunxin looked at the man in front of her with admiration, before she heard this song, she only felt that playing the piano was just a waste of time, what Shen Ya said, to be honest, she didn't believe a word. How could the demonic qi in her body be completely solved because of a simple song or a game of chess.

However, Zhu Qing completed the breaking of her thoughts, she never thought that the qin music could also wash the soul so much, different from the peace and elegance played by the peony, the music played by Zhuqing made her feel peaceful, and the whole person seemed to be saved, forgetting all the troubles and pains, and it was very relaxed.

Seeing those sparkling eyes, Zhu Qing bent his lips and smiled, the warmth between his eyebrows could not hide the joy in it, since he had memory, he was ordered to guard this valley, except for the time guarded, he poured all his energy into the music. But except for Shenjun alone, no one has ever heard of it, and no one will show such a look of worship and enjoyment. Mu Yunxin's natural joy and worship is the greatest affirmation of him.

"Music is a pleasant thing, and as a player, you need to be calm, feel your hands to your heart, and devote yourself to it, which is the best policy. Your heart is not quiet, and it is naturally a little difficult to hear when it pops up. Zhu Qing put the lyre back in Mu Yunxin's hand and slowly stood up from the ground.