The night sky that is about to be covered by the clouds, occasionally missing a few lonely stars, and half of the waning moon are reflected in each other, which is cold and desolate.

On the stage, a song is rested, the singers and dancers who are fat and thin are smiling and graceful, demure like flowers shining on water, acting like the wind supporting willows, curling Nana, Qianqian making small steps, like a group of swallows under the reluctant eyes of the guests, holding musical instruments and walking off the stage.

Mu Xunyuan walked up to the stage, raised his hands to suppress the voices of the guests, and then closed his hands and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Today is the day of the contemptible little girl's great joy, all friends have worked tirelessly to celebrate, in order to thank everyone, the contemptible people invited the top brand Yin girl of Wanxianglou to cheer you up!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience, and they were overjoyed, and they exchanged heads and ears, and they began to discuss.

"Wanxianglou's top brand, I don't sell my body, I heard that she is a very beautiful woman, she has always covered her face with a light veil, I have long wanted to see it!"

"Miss Yin's one-handed flying dance is amazing, and she became famous in one fell swoop, and her brother came from afar, but you must enjoy it!"

"The sixth lady is the beauty of the country and the city, I don't know what kind of beauty you say this Yin girl can have the sixth lady?"

......

While the guests were still chewing each other's tongues, behind the stage, a graceful woman slowly walked up with a light veil covering her face.

But seeing her graceful steps, like a fairy. Dressed in cloud shadow and white yarn shaking the wind, green silk ink dyeing, white inlaid with light blue edges, Ying Ying held Xiao Man's waist, mantis head and eyebrows, like a crescent moon in the sky, cloudless. Her figure was delicate and enchanting, like a water elf, slowly coming from the dream. You can see the ice muscles and jade bones, and the style is shining. The slender ten fingers encircling the red Han Zheng, like a peerless hibiscus beauty painting, opened his eyes under the painter's brush, with a fairy spirit, and came to life. Although she is wearing a light veil and can't see her face clearly, from the point of view of her figure, this woman must be a national beauty.

Walking up to the stage and standing, she raised her head slightly, swept the full seat, and waved slightly, before her eyes stayed on Xue Pingzhi's face, and handed over a beautiful gaze, as smart as water, as crystal as autumn dew.

The voices of hundreds of guests stopped abruptly, and their eyes stared at the woman on the stage with a look of amazement. For those who are familiar with Miss Yin, the shock in their eyes at this time is even more indescribable.

The double pupils cut the water, the fairy posture is so beautiful, and the fairy is no different!

The ten thousand lights of the Mu Mansion lit up at night, and the woman on the stage opened her sleeves and threw the Han Zheng out, dragging her steps and moving. The light and slender right leg was raised, the hands were spread, and the head was tilted in reverse, and when the dust-free white shoes touched the Han Zheng in the air, they were kicked out by the bullet leg and landed perfectly on her hands. Holding the Han Zheng, she paced and danced left and right, sometimes raising her wrists and lowering her eyebrows, and sometimes soothing her hands. Han Zheng, after her light change between the two hands, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, jade sleeves are windy, elegant and vigorous. The light step dances like a swallow nesting, and flies high like a magpie bird night terror. The beautiful dancing posture is leisurely and soft, and the agile body is as light as the wind, and the beauty is wonderful. Turn the strings three or two times, the music rang out in an instant, clear in the ear, the action in the hand is like a wonderful pen, lightly buckle the strings, turn, throw, open, close, twist, round, curve, flowing water and clouds, if the dragon flies, if the phoenix dances.

Melodious and melodious, tactful and continuous. She wore a veil and stroked the kite, the piano sound flowed between the ups and downs of her fingertips, and the cheerful music was calm or virtual or real, changeable, like a quiet stream dripping spring clear and ethereal.

Blue waves. The loud sound is like water gathering into a gurgling strong current, with tenacious vitality through the mountains, reefs and dangerous shoals, into the turbulent rivers and seas, and finally tends to calm, only the lingering overtones, like the occasional splash of a fish jumping on the water.

The piano sound is melodious, the dance is soft! The guests held their breath and burst into incomparably loud applause at the women on the stage.

Everyone has a guess in their hearts that this beauty is either gentle and beautiful, or charming. Even Xue Pingzhi, who had a straight face, looked sideways slightly at this time, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, if this woman didn't have a light veil to cover her face, she would definitely be a stunning beauty. Without anyone knowing, in the countless closed garden pavilions, the black-clothed men lurking with guns and halberds and crossbows were also attracted by the sound of the song on the stage, and their eyes moved to look in the same direction.

At this time, a figure fell softly from the beam of the room, stunned the two black-clothed people hidden under the rockery, and dragged them on the stone.

With a light breath, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he glanced at the face-hiding girl on the stage in the distance, Li Wangchen secretly admired: "I didn't expect this girl's piano skills to be so high, but what...... The best is yet to come. ”

Before he could finish his words, his body disappeared like a shadow, and when he looked again, he had already jumped onto a large tree with maple leaves, on which three black-clad men with bows and arrows lay in ambush.

"Who?"

A man in black suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, which made his spine cold, and his hairs stood up, he hurriedly turned his head to look, Li Wangchen's figure had flashed behind him like a ghost, a sword light crossed, and several fallen leaves fell from the tree, returning to tranquility again!

The bodies of the three were gently carried by Li Wangchen and piled up on the branches of the big tree and stuck. He looked up at the moon that was obscured in the sky, flew up again, prostrate on the pavilion, and slipped in through the window.

The sound of music on the stage is like the white snow of Wanyang spring, and the sound of nature fills everyone's ears, as if playing a fairy music, and the aftersound is lingering, endless, making people calm and calm.

And this is what Luo Yu wants, in the melodious and tactful music, she unconsciously integrated into her own will, which has a certain confusing effect on the guests and even everyone in the Mu Mansion. The audience, including Xue Ping, was attracted by the sound of the song, gently put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the plucking of the strings of the woman on the stage motionlessly.

Li Wangchen was like a fish in water, groping and assassinating all over the Mu Mansion. Most of them have a very high level of Taoism, and they are the best killers arranged by Xue Pingzhi and Mu Xunyuan, but at this moment, because they were attracted by Luo Yu's super high sound of the zither, most of them didn't find that they were behind them, and suddenly stabbed a fatal sword.

The entire assassination process of Li Wangchen was surprisingly smooth!

The aftermath of the stage was intoxicating, but in the Mu Mansion, there was a faint smell of blood gradually permeating.

Luo Yu narrowed the corners of his eyes, put his hand on the zither, and pressed the string of the zither, like a bead falling on a jade plate, and disappeared for a long time. When Luo Yu hadn't turned back yet, the music suddenly became bold and rapid, rising like a cloud, the music was melodious, and the changes were amazing. Suddenly, she lowered her eyelids slightly, put the Han Zheng on her legs, lightly fanned the robe, and sat on the ground, her ten fingers hanging on the Han Zheng, her beautiful eyes. From the previous one-handed zheng, to the current two-handed playing, the music is harmonious, the mountains and rivers, the spring and snow, everyone is drunk in it, addicted to selflessness.

The time for a cup of tea passed like this.

The corners of her mouth were gently hooked under the light veil, her hands changed surprisingly slowly, and the sound of the piano changed to the cheerful tune before it, and she played a mournful tune slowly, and the song whined, like a cry. The sound of Shangque is like the desolate and desolate autumn wind, rolling up the yellow sand, and the withered leaves are flying with it. Pieces like butterflies, like elves, drifting in the sky for a long time, struggling, refusing to fall. Houque is even more desolate, the sound of mourning strings is like falling leaves lying quietly on the ground, trampled by the rain, covered by frost and snow, rotting into spring mud, lonely to tell the sadness, making people sad from the heart, tears down the green shirt.

Wei Ziyun in the audience frowned, suddenly slapped the case, a trace of doubt rose in his heart, suddenly woke up, looked at Luo Yu strangely, and asked: "Miss Yin, today is General Xue's big day, why do you play such a sad song?"

All the guests were like an initiation, and they woke up from Wei Ziyun's eardrum-shaking questioning one by one, and they also looked at Luo Yu with a strange look on their faces.

Mu Xunyuan's face was red, and suddenly anger spread all over his face. Didn't Miss Yin deliberately slap him in the face when she played this sad tune? Walking quickly onto the stage, he snatched the Han Zheng from Luo Yu's hand, and said angrily: "Miss Yin, you must give an explanation to the city lord in this matter, otherwise, I won't let you get off this stage!"

Luo Yu was not in a hurry when he heard this, but stood up lightly, smiled, looked at everyone, and said softly: "There are only so many songs played by this girl, and the guests are so happy to listen to it, and this girl doesn't want to sweep everyone's temperament, so she continues to play." If City Lord Mu wants to ask for the guilt, this girl has nothing to say!"

When she said this, as if she had been greatly wronged, she slowly stood up from the ground and paced gently, holy and gentle, full of charm. She swept past the guests on the stage one by one, her voice was ethereal and beautiful, like an ethereal fairy sound, and like a yellow oriole pleasant, with a hint of grievance, everyone was reluctant to scold.

As soon as Mu Xunyuan heard this, his face suddenly stiffened, yes, Miss Yin said this perfectly. If he wants to convict Miss Yin, won't he not give face to the guests. However, there was a guest who was dissatisfied, and it was by no means a good thing for him Mu Xunyuan.

After all, with so many guests, even the identity of any one of them was something he couldn't easily provoke. At this moment, he had to weigh himself carefully, carefully return the Han Zheng to Luo Yu, and apologize with a fist.

"Miss Yin, I don't blame you for this, I am too excited, you continue to play!"

No matter how dissatisfied Mu Xunyuan was, he could only stubbornly let Luo Yu continue to play, and the sound of the piano started again, and the guests quieted down again, reminiscing about this refreshing and mournful song.

On the front table, Xue Pingzhi's firm nose moved slightly, his eyes narrowed, he inhaled in the air, and suddenly stood up with a startled voice, with a trace of panic on his face, and said in a deep voice: "This is such a heavy smell of blood, what's going on?"

Wei Ziyun smoothed the goatee, blocked the wine in front of him, sniffed the air behind him carefully, lowered his head and thought for a while, his face suddenly changed, he looked at Miss Yin playing on the stage in disbelief, and said puzzledly: "Why does this Miss Yin's song have a charming will, so that I fell into it, and I didn't smell this rich smell of blood...... Looks like they're coming!"

Wei Bugui, who was on the side, opened his drunken eyes wide, and his heart "creaked", and he sat down before he sat down, and hurriedly stood up again, and exclaimed: "It's because we are too negligent, but the Mu Mansion has already laid a net of heaven and earth, how did they get in, how could there be no movement?"

Xue Pingzhi's face was gloomy, knowing that it was the coming of the great enemy, he pulled out the long sword hidden under the table. The figure unfolded, rose to the sky, stood above the Mu Mansion, and scanned the entire brightly lit Mu Mansion with solemn eyes, and the solemn color on his face became deeper and deeper.

"What did you find?"

Xue Pingzhi's loud voice transmitted to the entire Mu Mansion, and just two seconds later, under the Mu Mansion, several black shadows flew up, and before they could report the situation, they were in the air, and suddenly felt a hairy cold air behind them. Turning his head, he saw several sword shadows that were almost the same as the night sweeping behind him, silent and amazingly fast. Only the remaining three people, at the same time, hurriedly raised their weapons to block, and the sword light passed everywhere, invincible, invincible. I only saw the three of them spurting blood, and they all suffered large and small wounds on their bodies, and they fell to the ground, like a gossamer!

In the night, a clear figure walked out from under the eaves, with a faint smile on his face, and in his left hand, he held a light jade sword, on which blood was sliding drop by drop.

Only now did they know that there was a person behind them who was quietly releasing cold arrows. The unknown danger will make people even more frightened, and when this danger does appear in front of them, the fear on their faces has already turned into despair. With the sword in his hand, Li Wangchen solved the three of them expressionlessly. Looking up at Xue Pingzhi in the sky, the faint smile instantly turned into anger and hatred, making his eyes squint slightly.

"Xue Pingzhi, Brother Huang spared your life, but you don't know how to cherish it, tonight, I will definitely slash your dog's head to comfort Brother Huang's spirit in the sky!"

Xue Pingzhi's face changed wildly, and he quickly dodged and landed behind the second elder Guiyun. In the corner of his eye, a terrifying light was projected, and he looked at Li Wangchen with fear. Li Wangchen was able to calmly walk into the Mu Mansion, and the hundreds of killers he arranged, I am afraid that none of them survived, and all died under his sword.

made a beautiful counter-plot, but I didn't expect that the net I had worked so hard to bury was not only torn by Li Wangchen, but also in danger.