Looking at Jun Mo Ye, Miao Xiaomiao was a little weak-hearted, and regretted that she shouldn't have said the words later, because she herself knew that no matter how hard Mo Jun Ye tried, the evil monarch Jun Mo Ye in front of her was already far ahead after all.

A nineteen-year-old Saint Venerable powerhouse!

The master of the Evil Monarch's Mansion, the Evil Monarch!

These Xuan He's reputation, coupled with Jun Moxie's age, are destined to become a unique legend on the mainland!

Even if Mo Junye has the legendary ethereal physique, he started too late after all. If you want to achieve such a cultivation as Jun Moxie, it will be at least a hundred years later! And the world at that time is bound to be a different pattern...... But I won't let my Junye compare to him...... Hmph, this Jun Mo Ye is a complete flower-hearted big robb! There are already so many beautiful beauties, and they still want to beat my idea...... Miao Xiaomiao thought indignantly, thinking about it like this, she suddenly felt that Mo Jun Ye was much stronger than Jun Mo Ye...... How dedicated Jun Ye is...... Whether it's for that sister, or for me!

"I really envy you......" Guan Qinghan said softly. But this sentence comes from the heart.

Miao Xiaomiao said with a smile: "Sister Guan, this is complimenting me, who doesn't know that the lord of the monarch's mansion fought against the Blood Soul Villa with his meager strength for you, and fought against the entire Tianxiang with his own strength, and did not hesitate to kill one person and one sword to the point of blood, and the face did not change! Sister Guan, as a woman, you can have a man do this for himself, you are worthy of my envy......

Guan Qinghan's expression softened for a while, thinking of everything Jun Moxie had done for him back then, the more he thought about it, the more tender his heart rippled, looking at Jun Moxie's eyes, he became more and more affectionate...... It was he who changed his life of suffering and gave himself happiness...... As a woman, what else do I have to be content with...... The jealous eyes of the women focused on Guan Qinghan's body again...... "Sister Xiaomiao, your husband also composed a song for you......?" Let's appreciate it? Among our sisters, they are all proficient in music and rhythm, and their attainments are not low. Mei Xueyan's words are clearly adding chaos to Jun Moxie.

How can it be all deep in the rhythm of music, it seems that the three daughters of Lingmeng, Guan Qinghan, and Hanyanmeng know the rhythm of music, as for the other women, they are not very interested in this way, Dugu Xiaoyitian xìng is lively, and he grew up in a military family since he was a child, and he is good at dancing guns and sticks.

There is also a Keer girl, if the young master Jun crossed a few years earlier, it is estimated that this girl will inevitably be cultivated by the young man to become a generation of talented women, but it is a pity that Jun Moxie "wears" at the wrong time, and Shengsheng delayed this girl, and this girl is bent on adding a boost to Jun Moxie, and she will practice martial arts as soon as she has time, so if she has time to learn music theory knowledge...... "Xueyan......" Jun Moxie looked at Mei Xueyan with a blank eye, obviously asking for help.

"What's your name? In the past, our sisters thought that you were okay, but now you know what it means to be more dead than others, and you have to throw away the goods, in order to treat everyone equally, you can make a poem, a lyric, and a tune for each of our sisters in a while! Look at other people's husbands, how versatile they are! If you can't do it, hum, you know the consequences!" Mei Xueyan said aggressively.

With a "bang", Jun Mo Ye sat on the chair with his buttocks, and his whole body was paralyzed, but he was dying...... "Yes, yes, Brother Mo Ye, you must write! If you can't write, or if you can't write well, hum ......" Dugu Xiaoyi threatened with his teeth and claws.

"Sisters, this matter is also not urgent, as the so-called ruler is short, inch is long, everyone's focus is different; the monarch does not know this business, it is useless to force it, music is the same as Xuangong, it also depends on talent. ”

Miao Xiaomiao gloated and came out to the rescue: "And it must be cultivated for a long time, it must have a deep literacy, it must be dabbled in all aspects, and it must be ...... Hehe, sisters, don't be strong, right...... Lest the lord of the monarchy be embarrassed, it will not be good......"

Jun Moxie covered his eyes with his hands in pain, and his whole body curled up in the chair.

Oh my God, what do you call persuasion?

"Sister Xiao Miao, you don't have to worry about this, if Mo Xie can't do it, we can't do anything to him, the Evil Monarch, at most, we just ignore him collectively!"

Mei Xueyan said very lightly: "Let's listen to Xiao Miao's sister's husband compose a song for her first." We're not unreasonable people, so we just need to use this as a standard, sisters, this standard is okay, right?"

"It's too good, I'm going to get the piano!" Dugu Xiaoyi stood up with a "whoosh" and ran out.

Using the music of my monarch as the standard?It seems that this evil monarch is really in trouble this time...... Miao Xiaomiao looked at Jun Moxie sympathetically, but she was very happy and gloated in her heart!

Boy, don't look at your high status and high status, but compared to my Junye...... Hum...... How old are you?

How dare you beat the old lady's idea? See if I don't play you to death! Miao Xiaomiao secretly decided that when Huiqin came, she must play to her highest level! Let this Jun Mo Xie feel uncomfortable for a while...... Dugu Xiaoyi's speed seems to be really fast, and he only heard the sound of footsteps, and he has already come in with an ancient guqin.

All the women looked at Jun Moxie, and the gods in their eyes were self-evident.

Heavenly sin, there is something to do, self-inflicted iniquity, you can't live! The young master is now the horn of this self-inflicted iniquity!

Jun Moxie sighed long, and his tone was resentful, like a deep resentful woman...... O heaven, O earth, why is my life so miserable?

Miao Xiaomiao sat in front of the piano and flicked it casually, only to hear a sound of gold and jade...... "Good piano!" Miao Xiaomiao was moved, this guqin, compared to the one he has in the Phantom Mansion, it is also better!

"This piano, the body of the piano is made of the 10,000-year-old dragon Yin Mu Xin, and the strings are twisted together with the purple tendons of the sea and the silk of the sky, which is a material collected by Mo Xie and made by me. Guan Qinghan said with a smile.

"Sister Guan is a talent!" Miao Xiaomiao glanced at Guan Qinghan respectfully.

If you want to say that you can play the piano, it's nothing, as long as you are a beautiful lady and a famous daughter, there are few who can't play. But when it comes to violin-making, it's extremely rare. It is even more difficult to make a piano with beautiful jīng and first-class sound quality!

"My little sister is here to make a fool of herself. Miao Xiaomiao took two deep breaths, and with a dexterous movement of her slender jade fingers, the melodious piano sound suddenly sounded.

lingering and compassionate, everyone seems to see the flowers falling in front of them, colorful all over the ground...... Funeral flowers!

The lingering sound of the piano sounded leisurely...... It was only the beginning, and the women of Guan Qinghan were lost in this beautiful and sad melody.

"Flowers fall and flowers fly all over the sky...... Miao Xiaomiao sang in a low voice with the sound of the piano, but the sound and smile of Mo Junye floated in her heart, and she only felt that her heart was full of sweetness...... Naturally, the mood is so happy and happy, playing this piece is only a tune, and the original artistic conception is naturally not substituted. But Rao is so, but it is enough!

After a long time, the sound of the piano finally became muffled and ended.

In the room, it is quiet, just because the aftertaste is not finished, endless.

After a long time, Mei Xueyan let out a long breath and said, "What is the name of this song?"

"Funeral flowers. Miao Xiaomiao replied.

"This tune...... It's really yours...... That husband composed for you?" Although Guan Qinghan, who was deeply familiar with music, was also amazed by this song, he raised a question: "Although this piece can be called a classic, it ...... Written by a man who loved his wife dearly...... It's a bit nondescript......"

Miao Xiaomiao's face turned red, and she was speechless for a while. In order to fight the evil monarch in front of her, she did not hesitate to brag a lot, but she didn't expect Guan Qinghan's attainment in music and rhythm to be so profound, she had obviously changed the artistic conception of the song, but she still heard the original intention of the song, and this question trapped herself in it...... As Guan Qinghan said, such a song will never be sent between lovers...... The women looked at each other and smiled, how could they not know the reason, and naturally they would not delve into it.

But because of this little episode, their resentment towards Master Jun was reduced by a few points, as long as it wasn't specifically for someone, it was easy to say!

Immediately afterwards, everyone asked a few more questions, and asked Miao Xiaomiao to read out another poem made by Jun Moxie.

Miao Xiaomiao was shocked, and she was naturally very happy to show her lover's talent in front of her newly met sisters, which made her feel very satisfied.

As soon as the words came out, all the women were shocked! A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Jun Moxie like searchlights, but I didn't expect that wow, this Tianxiang No. 1 gentleman actually hid such a hand!

But, the unforgivable is ...... There are so many sisters in the family, he doesn't say to make everyone happy, but when he goes out to pick up girls, he actually behaves so eye-catching!

Could it be that house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers?

Or is it because everything at home has already been decided and can't run, so it doesn't care so much?

It's really unbearable!

Jun Dashao's "clumsy" hand completely offended the anger of the public!

The resentment that had just calmed down was rising again!

When the song 'Shuntian may not exist, and the anti-heaven should laugh, who is like me, the sword points to the waves of the world!rì the moon enters my chest, see me dominate the wind sāo......' as soon as the song comes out, the resentment in the hearts of the women can no longer be contained!

Jun Dashao couldn't sit still at all, and the last of the thirty-six plans ......, "Eh, this, Miss Miao, let's ...... Talk?" Jun Moxie rubbed his hands and said. It's over, this time I knocked over so many vinegar jars at once...... "I'm not interested in talking to you!" Miao Xiaomiao snorted, twisted her head, and made it clear that she didn't want to deal with him.

"Well, what do you want to talk about with the sister of the Miao family!? What important things can't be said in front of our sisters? If you want to talk, you can also talk about it, you can pay off all the debts you owe to your sisters first, and naturally you can say something else. Mei Xueyan is now iron-faced and selfless, her eyes are staring, and she is unrelenting.