Liu Xiaoxiao's five fingers pressed heavily on the strings, making a dull sound.

Her hazy eyes stared blankly ahead, her lips slightly open, but she couldn't sing.

Yan Wuchang was still leaning on the side of the bed, quietly watching her. After all the things that have happened during this period of time, her face can no longer see the appearance of the top piano girl of the year, her cheeks are so pale that it is pitiful, and her long black hair is draped over her shoulders, which has been entangled after a long time.

The two of them were silent in the room, and a dead silence returned to them.

After a long time, Yan Wuchang finally said softly: "Not bad, good song." ”

When Liu Xiaoxiao heard his praise, he ignored it and hung his head deeply.

Yan Wuchang looked directly at her face, squatted down, and said, "Do you want to know why I didn't kill you?"

Liu Xiaoxiao's already sinking heart was stirred again, and his throat was raised. She subconsciously looked at Yan Wuchang, revealing a panicked expression.

The ledger that threatened him had been taken away, and she told a clumsy lie to Yan Wuchang, claiming that there was still one in the county order to save her life. She originally thought that this was just a group of vicious bandits, but when she entered the city, she realized that the man in front of her had assassinated the high-ranking officials in the county government while talking and laughing. Liu Xiaoxiao, who was already frightened and dazed, completely gave up the idea of escaping, even though Niufu was on the street for a few days, and there were familiar faces all around, she still cautiously obeyed the man's arrangement, afraid that she would implicate Niu Lian in Niufu because of herself.

She pretended not to know, raised her eyelids, and looked at Yan Wuchang suspiciously.

"I know, there's no such thing as a second ledger. Yan Wuchang smiled contemptuously.

Liu Xiaoxiao shuddered, and a coolness spread from the soles of her feet.

Yan Wuchang lowered his voice and continued, "On the one hand, using this excuse is to make my plan more proactive...... You don't have to be tied anymore, and secondly, it's because of you. ”

Liu Xiaoxiao listened blankly, holding the pipa stiffly, not daring to move.

"You're afraid you forgot, Miss Liu. Yan Wuchang suddenly said her name and chuckled, "Many years ago, I happened to pass by Wu Guo and stayed in Hangzhou. At that time, it was the first time I met you, listening to your little songs. ”

Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

"You shouldn't have any impression for a long time, after all, the war was still raging, and the streets were full of homeless people who had been implicated in the war, who would remember a poor boy who wandered here, especially the famous Qingyu Lou's top piano girl. Yan Wuchang smiled, his expression as gentle as a little beast.

Liu Xiaoxiao subconsciously recalled in her mind that she really didn't have any impression of the man in front of her.

Yan Wuchang squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand, and gently placed it on her lap, like a docile child.

"I was full of revenge, my hands were bloody, and my enemies were so much stronger than I was, but I had no way back, even if I was not careful. Yan Wuchang said, "Behind me, there is a country on my back, not only my life." So no matter what, I can't lose. ”

Liu Xiaoxiao listened quietly to him in a calm tone, and the panic in his heart gradually subsided.

"But no matter how hard I try, I can't do anything, there is a bottleneck in front of me, like a devil, I have to be stronger. Yan Wuchang said gently, "But my mind has long been occupied by inner demons, and if I break through my internal strength excessively, it is very likely that I will be counterattacked, and I even thought of using the method of family inheritance Gu art at that time." I finally met you, and I still remember the song you played that night, called Hu Ji Eighteen Beats. ”

Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned, this song is her best famous song, and all of a sudden, the memory of Qingyulou flashed by, as if she was in another world.

"After that night, I don't know what happened, my mood calmed down, and I broke through myself. Yan Wuchang smiled at her and said, "In the end, I killed that enemy." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at him intently, feeling that the man in front of him was a little strange in a trance.

Yan Wuchang looked at her, and he said softly in a gentle tone, "You play the Hu Ji Eighteen beats for me again, okay?"

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to say anything, she turned her head and put her hands on the strings again.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a heart-rending shout came from the next room, instantly breaking the calm atmosphere.

Liu Xiaoxiao was startled and hurriedly raised his head, Yan Wuchang reacted quickly and took out a short sword at his waist, stood up, and subconsciously looked out of the door.

The next room still echoed with terrible shouts, as if someone had experienced great fear, and there were incoherent words in between, which were intermittently inaudible.

Yan Wuchang turned his head, his face returned to a cold expression, and said to Liu Xiaoxiao: "You stay here, I'll take a look." ”

After the instructions, he walked lightly to the door.

At this moment, the mournful shouting stopped abruptly, as if someone had forcibly interrupted it. Yan Wuchang frowned suspiciously, and hesitated not to open the door.

Boom!

The door in front of Yan Wuchang was slammed open, and he quickly flashed to the side, and a figure rushed from outside the door, falling heavily to the ground.

Liu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she hurriedly jumped up from the bed, covered her mouth, leaned against the wall, and didn't dare to move.

Yan Wuchang frowned and looked at the person who fell to the ground, and suddenly remembered that he was the tenant next door, and he had a relationship with him when he was in the lobby today.

The door was slammed and crumbling, and he stepped forward quietly, with a gloomy face, and put the short sword against He Bai's waist.

He Bai was sweating profusely at this time, and his face was terrifyingly pale, as if he had suffered some catastrophe. He struggled to turn around, his face distorted, looked at Yan Wuchang and stammered, "Save me...... Save me...... My inner ......"

Yan Wuchang saw that he was mentally disordered and had lost his mind, so he was a little helpless and took back the short sword. He Bai suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his trouser leg, muttering indistinctly.

"What's going on?" Yan Wuchang asked lightly.

He Bai raised his head and looked at him, trembling all over, and tried his best to spit out the words, "That demon girl...... The enchantress she's coming...... Here she comes...... She won't let any of ...... go."

"Demon girl?" Yan Wuchang asked a little confused, puzzled.

"It's too late...... It's too late...... Here she comes...... They all have to die, they all have to die......" He Bai opened his eyes wide and said in his throat.

Yan Wuchang looked at his slurred appearance, a little impatient, raised his foot and kicked He Bai away, turned to look out of the door.

In front of me was a dark, gloomy corridor, and there was a chill.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and he was a little more vigilant in his heart, and clenched the short sword in his hand.

Click.

From the hallway, there was a slight sound of footsteps, as if a child was walking barefoot on a wooden plank.

The cold aura became thicker and thicker, and Yan Wuchang carefully took a step back and adjusted the internal force of his whole body.

From the wide open door, a delicate and lovely woman walked over. Her long black hair was messily draped, her eyes were black, her face was pale, and the veins on her face were imprinted, and she looked terrible.

The woman was dressed in a long white dress, tattered, like a simple rag draped over her body, and covered with all kinds of dirt, like a refugee fleeing the famine.

Click.

The woman walked barefoot on the cold ground. She came to the door, staring blankly at the people in the room, lifeless.

Yan Wuchang stared at her, and the internal force was instilled into the short sword, ready to attack, and the sword was rattling.

"Money...... Qian Ayan...... She's the demon girl!" He Bai said with a cry of horror, struggling to retreat with his elbows on the ground.

"Demon girl, what's the matter?" Yan Wuchang asked lightly.

Before He Bai could answer, Qian Ayan stiffly raised a thin arm, moving slowly, as if she was performing some ritual.

Suddenly, she pointed five fingers, and a flying insect the size of a bean flew out of her hand. In the blink of an eye, Yan Wuchang's figure disappeared in place, leaving no afterimage.

Qian Ayan looked at Yan Wuchang in front of her and suddenly disappeared, her expression was a little surprised, and in the next second, Yan Wuchang appeared behind her.

Swish. In a flash of lightning, his short sword pierced Qian Ayan's chest from behind.

Qian Ayan remained motionless, as if she didn't feel anything, just looked down at the blade that emerged from her chest.

Then, her chapped lips opened slightly, and countless flying insects flew out of it, filling the room like a flood at once.

Yan Wuxian couldn't help but be stunned when she didn't react, and then when she raised her head, she saw that there were flying insects everywhere above the room, and the number was hundreds or thousands, which made people get goosebumps all over her body.

He pulled out the short sword suddenly, flashed again, and disappeared behind Qian Ayan again.

The flying insects that Qian Ayan spat out kept flying beside her, like a natural shield.

Yan Wuchang quickly came to He Bai's side, brandished his short sword, and before he could speak, he slashed his throat with a sword.

He Bai kicked his legs, his eyes were broken, he looked at him with a shocked expression, and covered his throat with both hands. It was too late, and the blood in his throat gushed out like a fountain, spreading a pool of blood beneath him.

The dense flying insects continued to make a terrifying buzzing sound, gathered into one piece, and flew towards He Bai's corpse. It covered his body all at once.

Yan Wuchang took a few steps back, dodging the flying insects. Then, he looked at Qian Ayan, who was standing at the door sluggishly.

"Interesting, you can still see Gu art in Wu Kingdom?" Yan Wuchang smiled contemptuously at her and said.

Qian Ayan turned her head to look at him, her movements stiff as if she was a living person. She seemed to understand Yan Wuchang's words, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the mother body of breeding Gu worms, right?" Yan Wuchang sneered, "It's really rare now, especially if you can breed Gu worms alive, it's really interesting." ”

Qian Ayan still looked at him stupidly and took a step back. The Gu worms in the sky seemed to have sensibility and flew to her side one after another.

She slowly retreated to the door, and turned idly and walked down the hallway.

She planned to let go of the other people in this room, after all, Yan Wuchang's calm aura made her feel a little tricky.

Yan Wuchang said coldly: "Want to go, I'll try your mother today." ”