Spirit Vessel

Chapter 82: Silly affection

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The rain was rustling outside the window, and the water mist was confusing!

Among the mountains and maple forests, the sound of the pipa is beautiful and moving, just like the Divine Comedy of Immortal Music.

Dongfang Jingyue leaned in front of the window, holding a red pipa in her hand, her slender fingers quickly jumping on the silk strings, and played a piece of "Face in the Rain" that made people fascinated.

"At night, the dust is chaotic, and the sleep is short, but it is actually under the wind and frost. The stars are faint, there is a secluded field of epiphyllum, Beike Chang Temple. "

The pipa has a beautiful voice, and her singing voice is even more beautiful!

Feng Feiyun's eyes became more and more blurred, his deep black pupils became more and more drowsy, his head became heavier and heavier, and he gradually seemed to fall asleep in this song.

"Sleep in the Rain" seems to be hypnotizing people's will!

Dongfang Jingyue sang softly while staring at Feng Feiyun, who was gradually falling asleep, her blurred beautiful eyes smiling like two crescent moons.

But just when she felt that she was about to be done, there was a long sound of the flute in the rain curtain, and there was a sound of breaking wind. There were still many people who came, and all of them were masters, especially the one who played flute the most. Yes, the cultivation base is unfathomable.

The sound of the pipa was chaotic, Feng Feiyun froze all over, and suddenly came to his senses, screaming out of danger, if she was really hypnotized by Dongfang Jingyue's sound of pipa just now, then she wouldn't let her go.

Feng Feiyun couldn't help wrapping up his clothes and looked at Dongfang Jingyue with a bad look. If this dead mother-in-law abused me while she was sleeping, it would be a big loss.

"The Jinghuan Mountain is really outstanding, and there is such a wonderful sound of the pipa in the depths of this maple forest. I guess there must be a peerless beauty in it."

A white Yunluo sedan chair was brought from the rain curtain, with clouds and mist below it, and colorful flowers and rain floating above.

This Yunluo sedan chair did not fall to the ground, but was already carried by four stunning girls and stood outside the wooden house restaurant.

The people in the sedan chair were surprisingly high, and they released a burst of spiritual power, which covered a space of several meters, even if the wind and rain were not immersed in a trace.

"This voice..." Feng Feiyun felt that the voice of the person who came was very familiar, so he looked slightly sideways and looked outside, only to see that the Yunluo sedan chair and four beautiful women were not the only ones in the wind and rain. Countless graceful figures, all young and beautiful, are like a group of flowers blooming in the rain, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Being able to have so many women follow at the same time, there is only one person in the world!

Flawless boy!

Dongfang Jingyue was obviously very unhappy. After all, she almost succeeded in hypnotizing Feng Feiyun just now. God knows how to kill a flawless son in the middle of it. Where did this neurosis come from

"The sound of the pipa just now is the most beautiful musical sound I have ever heard in my life. Even if the national player is silent, I am afraid that it may not be able to compete with the girl. Su Yun has a generous gift, and I just want to borrow the girl's shadow to talk about the rhythm. ."

Young Master Wuxia's hand stretched out from the sedan chair, and with a slight gesture, a fresh and elegant woman held a sterling silver tray, walked into the wooden house restaurant, and placed the generous gift in front of Dongfang Jingyue.

Young Master Wuxia can be followed by so many strange women, he must be a person who understands girls' thoughts very well, and his shot must not be ordinary, and his ambition is to make Dongfang Jingyue unable to refuse.

As long as he can stay with Dongfang Jingyue alone for a day, then he has full confidence that Dongfang Jingyue will fall in love with her.

He has this confidence because he is a flawless son, flawless!

Inside the sterling silver tray was a scroll of ancient bamboo slips marked with "The song title "Returning to the Night Without Killing"".

The bamboo slips are very old, dim and outdated, and in some places there are traces of being bitten by insects, leaving small round holes, representing the long history of time, with a history of hundreds of years.

"Returning to the Night Without Killing, this is not the piece of spiritual music that disappeared from the Tianle Mansion in the Shenling Palace 500 years ago. It is one of the three major town halls of Tianle Mansion." Dongfang Jingyue raised her eyebrows slightly. I was a little surprised.

She is the nobleman of the Silver Hook family. Is there any treasure in the world that cannot be obtained

Originally, she didn't care much about this heavy gift from Su Yun, but when she saw that it was actually the score of "Returning to the Night Without Killing", she could no longer suppress her joy.

There was another voice from Young Master Wuxia: "From the sound of the pipa just now, I could vaguely hear the rhythm of the Tianyue Palace in the Shenling Palace. I am afraid that the girl has studied in the Shenling Palace before, and her cultivation base is not low. Is there something wrong?"

There was a little more surprise in Dongfang Jingyue's beautiful eyes. This person was so clever and said, "Your Excellency, what you said is not bad."

"That's really great, the score of "Returning to the Night Without Killing" was obtained by chance by a senior, and now it's back to the original owner." Young Master Wuxia said cheerfully.

Young Master Wuxia is worthy of being a master of flowers. He had previously promised that if Dongfang Jingyue accepted his generous gift, he would accompany him for a day to study the rhythm, but now, in the name of returning things to the original owner, he handed over a heavy treasure to Dongfang. Jingyue's hands wanted to lure her into the bait.

If Dongfang Jingyue accepts it, although it will be returned to the original owner, it will also promise Young Master Wuxia to accompany him for a day.

If you don't accept it... This is a peerless score, and it is also the supreme secret of the world of immortal cultivation. It is indeed unbearable to let go!

"Bang!"

Feng Feiyun waved the Invincible Zen Staff directly, knocked it abruptly, and beat the silver plate into a silver twist, and the bamboo slips in the silver plate were beaten into bamboo powder.

With such a peerless sheet music, the three immortal songs of Tianlefu's town halls are now completely peerless.

Dongfang Jingyue was stunned by this scene, Feng Feiyun, the bastard, was going crazy, so the fetish was turned to ashes by him with a single stick.

"You reckless man, do you know that your blow just now turned the wealth of ten ancient cities into scum?" Dongfang Jingyue was puzzled why Feng Feiyun was so reckless.

Feng Feiyun sat back again, touched the Invincible Zen Staff in his hand, and smiled stupidly: "Hehe, is it so valuable? I don't know! How about I pay you a roll in the future?"

"Humph! Just because you can't afford one of these bamboo slips even in ten lifetimes, hey! "Returning to the Night Without Killing" is considered extinct from now on." Dongfang Jingyue sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

Feng Feiyun didn't feel any guilt at all, he just felt that his heart was very refreshing, he lifted the bench to the door of the wooden house restaurant, slammed the invincible Zen stick horizontally, and said domineeringly: "Young Master Wuxia, this little girl inside has already It's mine, you better not hit her idea, otherwise... "

"What else?" Young Master Wuxia seemed to have known that Feng Feiyun was in it for a long time, and was not surprised at all.

"Cough, otherwise, I won't let you enter this gate." Feng Feiyun didn't know why he would care about this matter, but he always felt that if Dongfang Jingyue was involved with the lecherous thief Wuxia, he would It was very uncomfortable in his heart, he must not let such a thing happen.

Dongfang Jingyue was still sitting under the window lattice, her white clothes were plain, Xianxia was moving, and she looked at Feng Feiyun's childish behavior with some playfulness, and now she finally understood something in her heart.

Her eyes were bright and her voice was soft. For the first time, she spoke: "You can't stop him, his cultivation is more than ten times yours!"

Under the rain curtain, Young Master Wuxia seemed to be enjoying himself with his eyes closed, and then he muttered to himself intoxicated: "The voice is sweet and pleasant, with a spirituality that does not eat human fireworks, I am really unable to extricate myself. Yes, no one in the world can stop me, Su Yun, from meeting the beautiful woman."

Feng Feiyun's heart is getting more and more uncomfortable at this moment. What is Dongfang Jingyue's dead woman talking about at this time? This is not deliberately seducing Mr. Wuxia to commit a crime, but Feng Feiyun seems to be a pitiful worm who beats mandarin ducks at the moment.

This kind of depression and entanglement is quite complicated, and Feng Feiyun's heart is full of anger and unhappiness. This kind of emotion is too inexplicable, as if something that belongs to him has to be snatched away by others.

Could it be that he already fell in love with the dead woman of Dongfang Jingyue in a subtle way? No, absolutely impossible, Feng Feiyun began to suppress his emotions.

And just when Feng Feiyun was extremely depressed, Dongfang Jingyue spoke again and said with a smile, "You have misunderstood Mr. Wuxia, I want to say that he really can't stop you, but if you add me, it won't be. Yun, if we join forces, what level of combat power can we achieve?"

Feng Feiyun glanced at her slightly, and when she saw her smiling back, he knew that he had been put together by her just now, but it doesn't matter, this dead woman has more personality than he imagined, making Feng Feiyun inexplicably excited. up.

"This... the two of us join forces, it must be a world-shattering weeping of ghosts and gods, gods block killing gods, Buddha blocks kill Buddha, immaculate son, you better retreat!" Feng Feiyun sat on the bench with Erlang's legs crossed, and The Invincible Chan Staff was in his hand and kept turning, and it seemed quite shy. If Dongfang Jingyue could sit on his lap at this time, it would be perfect, and he would definitely vomit blood from the anger of the flawless son.

But this is just what Feng Feiyun thought about it. With Dongfang Jingyue's arrogance, it is her bottom line to be able to say the words to fight side by side with Feng Feiyun when the enemy is in front of her.

This woman is not ordinary smart. The reason why she said the words of joining forces is just to intimidate Young Master Wuxia. After all, Young Master Wuxia is too powerful, even if she is not necessarily his ten-trick enemy, that's why Feng Fei Yun La came out to take advantage of this, and wanted to let Young Master Wuxia retreat in disappointment.

Naturally, she had heard the name of Young Master Wuxia, and she was very taboo, but Feng Feiyun, a bastard, made her feel a little more intimacy at this moment. Similarly, this kind of intimacy was also somewhat inexplicable.