Little junior sister, is this demon still human?

Just when everyone was lamenting, waiting for Mu Yan to apologize to Uncle Xiao.

saw Mu Yan suddenly lift his sword and slash at the guqin on the table.

There was a clang, the strings snapped, and the flask shook.

Everyone in the Xiaoyao Gate was dumbfounded, and they all trembled like dog's tail grass in the winter wind.

Oh, my God!

Is the little sister crazy?

actually cut the piano of the little uncle.

Does she not want to live?

Mu Yan raised his head and looked at Luo Yunxiao through gritted teeth, "Little uncle, are you called playing the piano? Niu plays the piano, but I haven't played like you! I was abused by ten thousand swords in it enough, you actually use this magic sound to poison my ears, are you sorry!"

Boom!

Everyone in Xiaoyaomen swallowed their saliva: Little junior sister, good, so tough! She actually said so bluntly that the little uncle is a cow playing the piano.

Although, they also think that even if the cow plucks the strings, it can play better than Uncle Xiaoshi, but he, they dare not say it!

Luo Yunxiao looked down at her broken piano, her brows furrowed slightly, "Niu plays the piano?

Mu Yan sneered and stepped forward to take the guqin that had three strings cut off.

Her fingers were slender and slender, pale and cold, and their tips were stained with coagulated blood.

But when he stroked the four remaining strings, it was as if he had suddenly come back to life.

Ding-dong throat!

The melodious sound of the piano sounded slowly, from lingering and gentle to exciting.

The whole people of Xiaoyaomen listened to it in a daze, indulged in it, and refused to wake up.

That's the sound of the piano, that's the music!

Yun Ruohan and others, who had seen Mu Yan play the piano to help Chu Moli last night, knew that Mu Yan's piano skills were far more than that.

Syllable!

Mu Yan slapped the piano in front of Luo Yunxiao suddenly, and said word for word: "Did you hear clearly, this is called playing the piano? Don't use your magic sound that can't even compare to sawing wood to poison our ears!

Everyone in Xiaoyaomen turned flushed and excited.

The little junior sister is right, the little junior sister is mighty, long live the little junior sister!

It's just a voice they don't dare to say!

Luo Yunxiao's long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint silhouette on her slightly fair and shiny cheeks.

In that way, for some reason, there is an inexplicable feeling of grievance.

Everyone in Xiaoyaomen gasped in unison, only feeling as if they had done a heinous thing.

The anger and excitement just now, and the idea of forcing the palace to let the little uncle not be allowed to play the piano, all dissipated without a trace at this moment.

Even Mu Yan's scalp was a little numb, but his voice no longer had the momentum it had just now, "You, your playing is really too ugly, I'm just telling the truth." ”

"Jun Muyan, since you said that I played ugly. Luo Yunxiao raised her head, looked directly at Mu Yan, and said slowly, "Then why don't you teach me to play the piano." ”

Mu Yan was stunned and taught him to play the piano?

"Why?" she was busy like a dog every day, where did she have time to teach him to play the piano.

What's more, looking at Luo Yunxiao's popping up magic sound, it is obviously incomplete in five tones.

If she wants to teach him to play the piano, she might as well teach him to kiss, maybe the chances of the church are a little better.

Luo Yunxiao let out an "oh", reached out and took the piano on the side, and was about to pluck it.

"Don't, little uncle!" Yun Ruohan screamed, "Don't play, don't play, please." Little junior sister didn't say that she wouldn't teach! Little junior sister, did you say?"

As he spoke, he gave Mu Yan a look again and again.