The overlord doctor-in-law of the female president

The presidential suite on the top floor of Wujiang Restaurant.

Yun Feng came here directly under the guidance of Ni'er, and retreated from the other party, saying that his master wanted to see him.

Although he was deceived, Yunfeng decided to meet him anyway, with the idea that he would be safe if he came.After all, my courage has always been good, maybe I will gain something!

The people in the room seemed to have known about Yun Feng's arrival. Just as he was about to open the door and enter, there was a guzheng sound.

Ding ding dong dong, like a mountain spring singing, very sweet.

Yun Feng froze slightly, and the hand that had already reached out to the door stopped in mid-air.

This sound, this song, how come there is a feeling of deja vu?
Yes, that kind of distant and confused sense of acquaintance, as if I have heard it in a blurred dream.

The tune changed naturally at this time, from the cheerfulness just now to a solemn desolation.It's just that the sense of acquaintance given to Yunfeng is getting clearer and clearer.

Almost out of instinct, Yun Feng stretched out his hand and opened the door, and walked into the room slowly.

A beautiful figure in a long skirt is sitting peacefully in front of a guzheng and strumming the strings, as if she has been intoxicated by it.

A familiar person, Long Muran.

However, this song has a kind of desolation that shouldn't belong to her age, and there is a faint sense of constant cutting and chaos that has been entangled for generations.

Yun Feng stood three meters away from Long Muran, and his eyes fell on a Qiang flute.

The seemingly ordinary Qiang flute contains a sense of simplicity accumulated over the years, and a strange sense of familiarity.

In the melody going round and round, Yun Feng put his hand on the Qiang flute so naturally.

His whole body trembled slightly, and there seemed to be scenes of shattered memory fragments flashing quickly in his mind.

A moment later, amidst the faint guzheng music, a steady Qiang flute sounded, whimpering and whimpering.

At the moment when the flute sounded, Long Muran's delicate body moved slightly, and the Guzheng tune froze slightly, but it was only a matter of a moment.

Yun Feng played the Qiang flute, even he himself couldn't tell why, when exactly he learned to play this thing, and he never knew that there was such a piece of music in his memory.

Everything seems to be going with the flow, but it is so logical.

Accompanied by the Qiang flute, the original bleak and lonely guzheng music became more soul-stirring, as if a person who has been living alone for a long time suddenly meets the other half who depends on each other.

But not long after, the tune of the Qiang flute suddenly changed, and the original sobbing and sobbing suddenly became comfortable and dripping.

The melody of the guzheng changed accordingly, as if trying to catch up with the sound of the Qiang flute.

The ten-mile long pavilion, folded willows to see off.Thousands of miles of battlefield let you gallop, I rely on willows to hope for the rest of my life!
Yun Feng's majestic body began to tremble slightly, and a touch of ruthlessness quietly crept up on his sharp-edged face.

Long Muran frowned, the blood on her pretty face was slowly fading, and she seemed to be trembling slightly because of excitement.

The sound of the Qiang flute suddenly turned sharply downwards, as if a general in a hundred battles was encircled, breaking the enemy's courage with a single cry!

Guzheng is still persistently chasing the Qiangdi, like a persevering woman, looking forward to the early return of her husband, who is thousands of miles away, in the wind and wind.

However, people have feelings, but the guzheng is out of tune.

After a soft sound of "Zheng", a string of the piano broke in response.

The sound of the Qiang flute is still rising, becoming more and more piercing. In the song, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and bones are dense.

Unknowingly, Yun Feng's whole body was surrounded by an extremely gloomy murderous aura, and his complexion became more and more aggressive.

Ni'er, who had been guarding the door all this time, was attacked by the murderous intent, and kept backing up until it was impossible to retreat, and finally couldn't hold on, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she collapsed to the ground.

Long Muran gritted his teeth and persisted, his pale cheeks were covered with beads of sweat. Although the strings of the zither were broken, the melody of the guzheng was still persistently following the Qiang flute until death!
The Qiang flute in Yunfeng's hand suddenly let out a sharp whistling, then stopped abruptly.

After the sound of "bang", all the strings of the guzheng were broken, and Long Muran's body shook a few times, trying not to fall down.

Yun Feng stood there quietly and looked at the person in front of him, with deep eyes and complicated expression, before asking in a daze for a long time: "Are you the person in the song?"

Long Muran smiled sadly and remained silent.It's just that the expression is full of desolation, and there is something hard to describe in words.

"I'm not feeling well today, so I can't chat with you, please go ahead! If you have time in the future, you can come and have a sit! I will be here for the next ten days!"

After finishing speaking, Long Muran struggled to get up and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

"If you can believe it, you can try this, it might be good for your body!" Yun Feng took out a bottle of Level [-] Guyuan Pill, hesitated for a moment, and handed it over.

"Level [-] Guyuan Pill, you are as generous as ever to give such a precious pill to me, a person who has only met once!"

Long Muran smiled faintly, and reached out to take it.

Yun Feng himself couldn't figure out why he gave this girl the elixir that he had made so much effort without hesitation. Could it be that he is really a greedy person?
"If you are afraid that I will suffer, then simply give me this Qiang flute!" Yun Feng, who recovered from the dull atmosphere of the melody just now, slowly entered the state of killing people without paying for their lives.

Long Muran was obviously still in the middle of the song, so he said sadly: "Since you like it, then take it away, anyway it's yours too..."

When the voice fell, Long Muran had already returned to the bedroom and closed the door.

Yun Feng stood quietly for a moment, then turned and left.

The moment he heard Yunfeng close the door, Long Muran, who was leaning against the door with his hands covering his heart, had two lines of clear tears in his wonderful eyes, and his expression was pitiful.

"Huh? Are you injured?" As soon as he went out, Yun Feng saw Ni'er who was sitting on the ground struggling to get up.

There was still blood on the corner of Ni'er's mouth, hearing Yun Feng's question, she couldn't help but glared at him.

This stinky man, where he was making peace with my young lady Qin Se, but didn't care about other people's lives, now he came over with a surprised face and asked me why I was hurt?Ask your sister!

How did Yunfeng know that Ni'er had thought so much?Seeing that she was seriously injured, he immediately picked her up by the waist, put her on the sofa in the presidential suite amidst screams, and left after leaving two pills.

"Miss, this guy is definitely not the person you are looking for! This is a disciple! You must not be fooled by him!"

Ni'er complained indignantly, her eyes fell on the two pills, she grabbed them and was about to throw them away.

"Take the medicine!" Long Muran's voice came suddenly, making Ni'er startled.

"Miss, this guy's origin is unknown, Ni'er can't take his medicine casually, just in case..."

"Submit it, he won't harm us! Because, he is the person I'm looking for..."