Chapter 35 Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers

Fengling stood up, walked calmly behind the screen, and saw that hot water had already been prepared there. The sight drifted back slightly, and the screen embroidered with mountains and rivers was still thick, and the people outside could hardly be seen clearly. Slowly relieve the thin belt around her waist. She doesn't know what to do later, but in front of her, take a hot bath first and think about the countermeasures slowly.

The sound of water came gently from the back of the screen, and the man in purple walked to the other side of the room, where there was an ancient piano. His slender fingers slightly supported the strings and felt the tight line on the strings. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he were enjoying the touch.

One by one, touching it so carefully, the wide sleeve robe slipped slightly on the guzheng, making a slight sound, but the sound was a little messy, like a noise. The wind chime in the barrel opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She stood up from the water.

"Can you play the piano?" The man in purple looked at the wind chime that had just taken a bath and asked.

"I will." Fengling lowered her head slightly. Although she majored in pipa, her eldest brother once taught her to play the piano.

"Can you play "Rwlon"?" The man in purple asked again.

Lvron? Fengling thought for a moment, and she had never even heard the name - "No."

"Learn." The man in purple pulled back his arm and walked slowly towards her: "When you learn it, play it to me."

Fengling was a little stunned. She looked up at the man in front of her, thinking that she should not pass so easily tonight. The man in purple stood in front of her and saw a trace of defense in her eyes. He smiled and said, "Fengling girl, I don't think your name is worthy of the name."

"I came to Sunflower today." Fengling coughed, whether you are true or not, even if she smashed the signboard of Baihua Tower, she doesn't care.

"Oh." The man in purple answered faintly, brushed her shoulder and walked to the bed behind him. In that case, then..."

The heartbeat of the wind chimes suddenly intensified.

"Let me play a song."

She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I... I can't play Luvron..."

"Anyone of the capital."

Fengling gently bit his lip, raised his foot and walked towards Guzheng. She sat slowly. She could just see the man half lying on **, with his wide clothes hanging on the ground. His right hand gently supported his head, and his eyes looked at her, but he didn't seem to be looking at her.

With her hands gently on the strings, she was about to play the piano, but the ** man said, "Don't wear red in the future." Although it looks good, he doesn't want to see it.

Looking up at him, Fengling nodded and agreed, "Yes." Her fingers moved slightly and scratched the strings, and the pleasant melody gradually sounded. She recalled the piano skills given to her by her brother, slowly imitated her brother's fingers, and imagined that he was by her side at this moment, controlling her hands.

** The man in purple frowned slightly. Just as the wind chime bounced to **, he suddenly stood up and slapped in the direction of the wind chime, penetrating the distance of a room. The palm wind accurately fell on her shoulder and knocked her out.

The wind chime that fell to the ground supported her body, and blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth. She looked at the person standing in the distance and couldn't figure out how he could seriously hurt herself?

The man in purple looked at the wind chimes on the ground, and his eyes showed bitter coldness. He gritted his teeth word by word and said, "In front of me, playing the piano for me, how dare you think of other men?"

When you inhale and close your eyes, and open your eyes again, Fengling's eyes also flashed with a stubborn light: "My heart is mine. I miss whoever I want. You use 10,000 taels of silver to buy but my people, and it's just tonight."

Slightly narrowing his eyes, the man in purple showed a sense of danger all over his body. He walked towards her step by step: "In front of me, as long as you dare to think of other men, you have to pay the price."

"Pervert." Fengling scolded and looked at the man who came to her. She struggled to support her body: "If you have the ability, you will make me fall in love with you. In this way, won't I think of other men in my heart?"

Under the gaze of Fengling, he squatted down, pinched her chin with his hand, and whispered, "You are not afraid of death, so are you afraid of his death?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Or, if the big revenge has not been repaid, what face do you have to die?"

The wind bell stared at him, and he knew it, but he actually knew it! You...you..." Her voice trembled, but forced herself to ask, "Who the hell are you? ......”

"Why don't we make a deal?" The man held her shoulders and wanted to lift her up. Although she was struggling, she could not resist his strength. The man sat opposite her and said, "In the future, if you stay with me, I will avenge you."

"Impossible." Fengling curled his face and refused to look at him and told himself to stay with him? It is absolutely impossible!

"If you don't stay, I'll kill you now." Although the man in purple said this sentence in a small voice, no one would question his credibility. Fengling turned to look at him, with anger and doubt in his eyes.

"What if I don't kill you, can you kill him?"

"I will try my best."

"No matter how hard he tries, it's just a dead soul under his whip. However, as long as you agree with my request, I will help you kill him. Never break your promise."

Fengling's heart is a little shaken. Yes, he can't kill the demon Gallo at all, but this man... His strength must not be underestimated... If he goes out...

"Are you really going to kill him?" Fengling still doesn't believe it.

"Hmm." The man in purple nodded - even if he didn't kill Gallo, this Gallo would come to kill him. How could the person who wanted to kill him keep it?

"Okay, I promise you." Fengling exhaled deeply. She knew that if her brother knew about this, he would be angry, but they really couldn't do anything about Gallo!" But I have a question. How long will I stay?

"Until the day you die." After a pause, the man kindly reminded, "Don't sneak to see your brother during this period, or... I will smash him to pieces."

With a heavy heartache, she lowered her head and didn't want the people in front of her to see her expression at this time. But he choked in his heart - brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

But! As long as you can take revenge! Everything is worth it!

"Do you understand?" The man in purple stood up and regained his initial calmness, as if it was not him who was angry just now.

"I understand." Fengling answered and tried to stand up, but fell down halfway. The person who was only one step away from him watched her fall to the ground without saving her.

He stood quietly, with the elongated shadow overlapping on her body. The candlelight jumped with a trace of warmth, but he looked at her eyes, but it was cold to the bone and cold.

The knock on the door sounded behind him. He didn't look back and said, "Come in."

"King." An elderly man entered the room and bowed to him: "Today, Mu Ying fought with the right guardian of the demon world at the gate.

"How's the battle going?" He asked casually.

"Later, Mu Yi's half-immortal friends also joined the battle, and the last three escaped together."

There was an elusive smile on his face. He looked at the old man, raised his eyebrows and said, "This right guardian of the demon world is really not simple."

"Yes, my ability is so high. Today's sight really surprised me." He had never thought that a right guardian would have such a power. But it's right to think about it. The demon has been sealed for a thousand years, and the demon world has been taken care of in an orderly manner for thousands of years. If the left and right two guardians don't have the real ability, it is impossible to convince the demon world.

"In the demon world, there are many talents." The man in purple turned around and walked to the edge of the piano. His fingers gently stroked the strings. After scratching a few, he hooked one of them with his index finger, followed by the second one, and the third one. The deep sound of the piano slowly flowed out, but the sound made the sound heavy.

"Wang, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" He stopped his hand, and the fine rolled bangs on his forehead gently stroked a few times. He looked out of the window at the night sky: "One, kill one. Two, kill one pair." Leave the rest to human beings.

"Do you have any news about Ye Langjun?" The man in purple suddenly thought of this person. He had not heard about him for a long time, but there were rumors that he had entered the state of "shield".

The old man shook his head slowly: "No..."

"If he can really come back, it will be interesting." The man smiled again and lowered his head to continue the melody just now. The old man did not reply. For a moment, only the heavy sound of the piano was floating in the room.

"Give her a cure." He suddenly stopped halfway, as if he thought of a person in the room who had just been injured by him. The old man nodded and walked in the direction of the wind chime.

Turning over her body, the old man stiffened when he saw her face. When he looked carefully, he seemed to be dazzle.

"What's wrong?" The man in purple was stunned when he saw him and asked faintly.

"This, this girl..."

"A little like?" The man finished speaking for him.

"Yes." The old man picked her up and put his back against the wall - it's not just a little bit like that!

The man in purple turned his head and looked at the wind chimes in a coma, with blood stains on the corners of her mouth. Unconsciously looking at it for a while, he looked back and skipped the topic: "Heal it."

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After a gentle but unspirited song dissipated, the girl who stroked the piano smiled at the listener and said, "Is it beautiful? A bosom friend.

"Well, it sounds good."

"Guess what the allusion of this song is?"

The man closed his eyes slightly, recalled the emotions in her song, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"You guessed it, didn't you?" When the girl saw his smile, she knew that he must have guessed it - he always knew her best! That's why she called him a bosom friend!

"The clouds want clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. If we hadn't met at the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon of Yaotai. The man unconsciously read this poem. After reading it, he looked at the girl and saw the girl lowering her head slightly shyly and dared not meet his sight.

The corners of my mouth couldn't help raising again. The sky that day was really blue.