He held Huazuo Zhaonu's hand and said that the wife of the Sanada family is very talkative, and I will introduce you to him. There is a young master in his family named Long Zheng. If he comes, he will introduce you to him. He is also a very outstanding talent.
Huazuo Zhaonu sat there for a while, then said goodbye and went back to her own box. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that something was wrong. His natural quick reaction allowed him to avoid the knife aimed at the chest, turned around and kicked the opponent's weapon away, and the opponent staggered and tripped over the chair. He picked up the chair and wanted to smash it. The slave fan blocked it, turned around deftly, avoided the attack, and kicked the man on the shoulder, and the man remained on the ground for a long time. He stepped forward and stepped on his left wrist with one hand, applying a slight force, only to hear a click, obviously the bone was broken.
"Say, who told you to come." Huazuo Zhaonu sneered, pinched his fingers at the elbow joint of his left hand, and the elbow was dislocated. The face of the person lying on the ground turned pale with pain, but he was still smiling. Grinning his mouth, his eyes showed a fierce look, like a mad dog.
Thinking about it, he passed Su's family's box just now, saw Feng accompanying him, and said that Su Zhenzhen was temporarily called out by Bai Wugou, it seems that something happened. Thinking of this, he reached out and took out his mobile phone to inform Su Zhenzhen about it.
When Su Zhenzhen and Bai Wugou rushed over, they saw Huazuo Zhaonu sitting on a chair, dressed in Japanese clothes, with a folding fan on the table, long black hair tied behind his head, drinking tea from a cup, Long eyelashes drooping, very relaxed.
Ignoring the middle-aged man under his feet, against the melodious sound of the piano, the beauty is sitting alone in front of the window drinking tea elegantly, this painting is still very pleasing to the eye.
"Why is it you again?" Bai Wugou frowned. He was involved in the kidnapping incident before, and this time he encountered a murderous psychopath. After a long time, he was contaminated with accident physique.
Huazuo Zhaonu raised his head, completely ignoring Bai Wugou who was standing aside, "Brother Su, what's going on?"
Su Zhenzhen pulled him aside and explained a few words in a low voice, someone rushed over and pinned down the man lying on the ground. The middle-aged man's face was blurry and he was struggling hard, but his face was not familiar with Zhong Tian Mo. Bai Wugou sneered, squatted down in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth, reached out and took out something to wipe his face a few times, The young man's face gradually became clear, revealing a face with deep eyebrows, Tianmo gritted his teeth, stared at Bai Wugou and cursed secretly, "Bai Wugou! You're bullying me!"
"I'm plotting against you?" Bai Wugou smiled evilly at this time, "It's clear that you have thrown yourself into a trap. I told you a long time ago that the Qin Demon has its own life. Don't interfere too much. It's fine if you interfere. Be obedient. Just stay in the sanitarium, if you want to be a psychopath or a normal person, whoever cares about you, but you want to kill someone in front of me, what do you think I should do with you."
"Don't think that I don't know your thoughts, you think you can get the Virgin Mary if you catch me?" The demon smiled darkly, "Don't even think about it in this life!"
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Bai Wugou punched him neatly, causing blood to spurt from his nose, he stood up and snuffed out the cigarette, "My wife looks good, if you're a man, don't talk about women, take them back, and I'll wait for the rest. Go back and talk about it, and be careful not to attract the attention of others."
Tianmo struggled to be held up by someone, and just about to yell and curse, Ao Shenzhou, who came in after him, with a gloomy face, directly took out a plaster from his pocket and slapped his mouth shut. Turning to Bai Wugou, he told Bai Wugou that Hoshino Canhong's injury was under control, but fortunately it was not too deep, and was undergoing surgery, the doctor said there was no problem.
Clapping his hands, Bai Wugou motioned for the people behind him to go out. At this moment, who knew that Tianmo suddenly became mad, pushed away the person who was holding him up, and ran towards the door. It was too late for everyone to catch up, and they were about to run out when a man with a dazed expression suddenly appeared at the door. It was Ye Xiaochai who came to find Su Huan, and Feng Lian said that the finale was about to begin, so she had to call him back. I was too lazy to move, so I ordered Ye Xiaochai very easily.
Passing by here, I heard a burst of chaotic footsteps, and someone shouted in a low voice, hurry up, and as soon as he showed up at the door, he saw a middle-aged man rushing towards him in a state of embarrassment, with a fierce look on his face, and traces of nosebleeds. There was a strange plaster on his face, and his left hand was hanging down abnormally, as if it had been broken.
"Be careful!" At the same moment as the familiar voice sounded, Tianmo took out a dagger from behind and swung it at Ye Xiaochai. A shallow trace was drawn, and then he grabbed the knife-holding wrist of the man and used the technique of grabbing, twisting and pressing, with soft and crisp sounds, and the joints were dislocated. The middle-aged man knelt down on one knee and gasped for breath. Bai Wugou, who was catching up behind, looked gloomy as if a mountain rain was about to come, "Heavenly Demon, Qin Demon can't keep you this time, I will let you live a comfortable life again!" Just write the three characters Bai Wugou upside down."
Ye Xiaochai took a few steps back blankly and let go of the man, he couldn't figure out what was going on now.
Before Bai Wugou left, he glanced at Ye Xiaochai, then at Su Huanzhen, there was a flower-seat called slave behind him. He snorted, "There are quite a lot of masters around you."
Ye Xiaochai was still in a daze, until the middle-aged man was escorted downstairs and hadn't realized it yet, when she turned around, she saw Su Zhenzhen looking at her with undisguised worry. He stretched out his hand to brush the scar on his neck, a drop of blood stained his finger, he retracted his hand and licked it. The ugly face gradually recovered.
"Why did you come here suddenly?" Su Huan really spoke very calmly, as if the ugly face before was an illusion, "It's a good thing the injury wasn't on the face, otherwise the left and right would be symmetrical."
"This little injury is fine, it's just scratched. The finale is about to begin, and Feng Lian asked me to come to you." Ye Xiaochai wiped her face with the back of her hand, and said honestly.
Su Zhenzhen let out a low sigh, pulled Ye Xiaochai and was about to go out, when the sleeves were pulled, when he turned his head, Huazuo Zhaonu raised his eyes and looked at him. His expression was a bit complicated, his eyes flickered, compared with the usual cold and sharp expression, it was a little more affectionate.
Glancing at his box, it was already in a mess, Su Huan really wanted to not leave him like this, so he told him to go back to the box with her. Hearing this sentence, Huazuo Zhaonu's eyes lit up, and he followed immediately. So when Su Zhenzhen pushed open the door of the box, everyone's eyes first focused on him holding Ye Xiaochai's hand, and then moved to the beautiful and outstanding face behind him, and the expression on his face couldn't help being stunned.
Ye Xiaochai went out for a trip and came back with a wound on her neck, Su really went out for a trip and brought a beauty back? Everyone couldn't help asking questions in their hearts. Some of them had seen Huazuo Zhaonu before, so they stood up to say hello. Feng Lian jumped up and moved a chair beside him, poured him tea again, and asked the beauty's name with a smile, where she lived, and whether she was married, Qing Yangzi picked her up and knocked her on the head a few times.
Qu Shitu took a look at the wound on Ye Xiaochai's neck, and said that it was not a problem, it was just scratched. Su Zhenzhen was completely relieved. Feng Suixing sat down beside Huazuo Zhaonu, poured him a cup of tea, glanced at his hands that were clenched under the table probably because of some nervousness.
Ling Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes and watched her elder brother sitting opposite, lifting the kettle to refill the teacup. Sitting on the left side is Zhao Nu, who is drinking tea with his head bowed, and Ye Xiaochai is sitting on the right side, talking to him. This picture is unexpectedly harmonious. Could it be that both of them... Ling Xiaoyue shivered suddenly, and the hairs on his back were about to stand on end. Shaking his head to expel this weird thought from his brain, let's drink tea.
At this time, Wo Yun, who was dressed in brown, had already stepped onto the stage, sitting opposite Qin Mo on both sides. The two looked at each other and smiled. The qin demon started, and the sound of the qin was faint and misty between light picking and slow twisting, gentle and soft to the ears. The deep affection and mutual understanding in this soft tune seemed to contain some sadness and wishful thinking. Wo Yun responded with the sound of the piano, whispering in soft words, with a gentle and wide range of voice, telling his heartfelt, tactful down, so that the listener's heartstrings were greatly shaken, almost to tears.
The cooperation between the two was like a match made in heaven, and everyone present couldn't take their eyes off it.
Just as the sound of the zither was gradually fading down and seemed to be silent, the tone of one party changed sharply, changing its gentle and mellow color, and it turned out to be the sound of clank and iron bones. The sound of gold and stone, faintly exudes the image of piercing clouds and cracking stones, with a compelling momentum. When the two raised their eyes, their brows and eyes were full of nostalgia, and there was a smile on the corner of their mouths. They understood each other and communicated with each other through the piano.
The sound of the piano is the voice of love told silently, it is a love letter deeply pressed in the bottom of the heart, and it is the obsession in the depths of each other's souls while watching each other. The sound of the piano has traveled through thousands of years, and finally meets here, twisting and spiraling upwards like life, gracefully weaving a gorgeous net, until it shatters at the highest pitch. Every tune falls, like light smoke and snow, like spring rain and summer wind, slowly falling.
Qu Shitu took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes. Su Zhenzhen held the teacup and looked at the two people who had forgotten themselves on the stage. Yangchun Baixue looks for a path, high mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends. It is not in vain to have such a soulmate in this life.
Ye Xiaochai remained silent. Although he was a martial arts practitioner, he only stayed at the stage of appreciating the piano art, but the deep emotion in the sound of the piano was like drowning, which made people sink and couldn't extricate themselves. He quietly raised his eyes and looked at Su Huanzhen who was sitting beside him, why did he care so much about this person? In addition to the unimaginable dream, there was a dim light in his eyes, a cluster of flames, which attracted him deeply, and he wanted to explore more of this person's thoughts, lift the mist, and look straight into the deepest place