The silent man looked at the angry Mo Dashao, and said in a low voice: "Let's go back! Don't mess around here! If your father knows, he will inevitably reprimand you again." ”

Na Mo rarely saw that the man didn't have the slightest intention of standing up for himself, and for a while he beat his chest, and suddenly saw that he drank a glass of wine in one gulp, and rushed towards the three young scholars like crazy.

Jia Ren shook his head and said, "Is this second ancestor crazy, with his little ability, he will definitely suffer!"

The white-clothed scholar saw that Mo Dashao was coming, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a hint of a smile. Heart: Dog, I have long wanted to pick you up, and I sent it to the door!

As soon as Na Mo Dashao stepped into the white-clothed scholar's room, he felt that his legs had tripped over something, and his center of gravity was unstable, so he flew towards the white-clothed scholar. And the white-clothed scholar over there had a sinister smile in his eyes, and he actually flashed, and a steel knife hung behind him, but the blade was facing Mo Dashao, flashing with cold light. This steel knife was originally a decoration for a small room, but if it fell on the blade with the shape of Mo Dashao, it would be easy to hit and die.

Mo Dashao's pupils reflected the cold light of the steel knife, and a chill arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and shouted, "Mother!" Suddenly he felt that a hand was supporting his chest and dissolving his forward force.

When Mo Dashao opened his eyes, he saw that the silent man who had come with him stopped him, and couldn't help but shout: "Uncle!"

The silent man said to the white-clothed scholar: "Brothers, quarrels are inevitable, but if they are so vicious, it's a bit too much!" It's just that I've been held for too long, and my arms and thighs are still sore.

"You help the young master go back first!" said the silent man.

Ah Yi Ah Bing hurriedly hugged Mo Dashao and walked towards the door.

"Why, do you still want to stand up for the second lord?" said the white-clothed scholar.

The man didn't make a sound, but slowly walked in front of the shiny steel knife, gently held the hilt, and suddenly, a cold air came out from the steel knife.

Those scholars couldn't help but change their faces, this man actually had such a big evil spirit!

Even Ling Han and Jia Ren felt a burst of murderous aura.

At this time, a low sound of silk pipe suddenly came from upstairs, just like a peerless beauty, caressing her chest and sighing.

Suddenly, everyone in the room looked towards the voice, and even Na Mo Da Shao stopped, stood at the door, and looked back.

Ling Han Jia Ren had also been paying attention to the dispute between the Mo family man and the three scholars, but he didn't pay attention, and when he turned around, he saw that the platform of the stairs had been covered with a light veil, and behind the light veil, there was a hazy figure sitting. Through the light veil, I could vaguely see the person's towering bun, but I couldn't see the person's face clearly, it seemed that this person must be the jade girl. The sound of the wire pipe just now came from this slow platform.

Immediately afterwards, there were two or three low flute sounds, as if a girl was whispering: endure the calm for a while, let the sea and the sky be broadened. The soft sound of the flute made everyone feel a sense of tenderness, but they couldn't mention the fighting heart at all. Even the silent man's hand holding the knife was slowly lowered, and the murderous aura in the building suddenly turned into a soft warmth.

The sound of the flute came out twice, as if the girl was thanking the silent man, quite approvingly.

Ling Han couldn't help but whisper, "This woman's flute voice is as if she can speak!

Jia Ren said: "Music is another way to express people's hearts, but this woman's skills are superb, and it can make it easier for people to feel her meaning." Ling Han listened to him easily, and seemed to know this rhythm.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly burst into a high pitch, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned. You must know that the sound of this flute is mellow and soft, quiet and elegant, so the repertoire of the flute rarely has a high note, and this treble is like the sound of the flute, alluding to the technique of "the treble is like a flute, and the bass is like a bell".

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute turned, sometimes high-pitched into the clouds, sometimes low into the water, as if thousands of miles away, and seemed to whisper in the ear.

Ling Han closed his eyes, and in the flute sound, he seemed to see pictures one after another.

The sound of the flute was as soft as water at first, and Ling Han seemed to see that above the solemn and majestic hall, a heroic young man sat on the main seat, and the guards on both sides were the loyal guards, and the hall was also full of high-ranking friends, there were warlocks with Dao bones and fairy winds, medical immortals with wonderful hands to rejuvenate, and monks with smiling faces. The chef presented delicious food and wine, and the beautiful women in the palace danced, a peaceful and joyful scene.

However, as soon as the style of the song changed, there was a sudden sound of slaughter, and the picture also changed, as if a sergeant had come to report that the enemy was at present! Outside the city, wolf smoke was already rising, and a group of tall enemies in armor were already approaching the city. The heroic young man had no choice but to take everyone out of the city for refuge, but the pursuers behind him were still close behind. At the last moment, the heroic young man led everyone into the Xuan Array.

The sound of the flute turned again, from the sound of slaughter to a dull sound, only to see that the heroic young man led everyone to shuttle through the vast mountains and forests, from time to time someone fell behind, some were devoured by the beast, some were bitten by the poisonous snake, and finally, the original team of hundreds of people, only more than 100 people remained, and finally under the leadership of the heroic young man, out of the mountain forest.

In the end, the sound of the flute turned back to melodious, and Ling Han saw that the heroic young man led everyone to open up the wasteland and cut trees, build houses and houses, and rebuild homes, and finally restored the original peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing.

At this moment, the sound of the flute gradually became muffled, and finally disappeared.

After everyone listened to it, it was like a dream, some people were at a loss, and some seemed to be still closing their eyes and reminiscing, this song was like a long poem, telling a story of joys and sorrows.

After the song was finished, a little guy walked up to the platform and said: "On the moonlit night of the twenty-fourth bridge, where can the jade people teach the blow job! The jade girl will choose a bosom friend tonight to enjoy the music and rhythm! You sons also know that this "Fengyue Pavilion" is originally a place for the Qing people, if you are a disciple with a heart for apes and horses, please go to the flower street and willow lane, but this is not the "kiln"!

Ling Han also woke up from the sound of the flute and asked, "Brother Jia, what is a Qing Qi person?"

Jia Ren said: "That Qingqi person is a geisha who sells her art but not her body!"

"Oh, that's so!" Ling Han seemed to understand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the jade girl is still the old rule, play a song to find the bosom friend!

"Silver thousand taels!" Ling Han stuck out his tongue in fright.

"Why, Brother Ling, if not, I have some silver here!" said Jia Ren.

"Oh! no, this jade girl is really valuable!" Ling Han said.

"That's natural, this Miss Juanyu's skill in the flute is not the best in the world, but on this Wind Chime Island, there is no one to match!, so there is a reason why it is more expensive!" Jia Ren said with a smile.

The sound of the flute came out again, and the tune at this time was first magnificent, then solemn, then there seemed to be a grudge, and finally it was dull.

After a song, all the sons and brothers raised their hands to guess the meaning of the song.