Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The scene in the Luoxue Tower almost dazzled Xu Xian.

Qiongzhi Yushu wine has a fragrant wind, lotus leaf Luoqun carmine red.

The decoration is luxurious and elegant at the same time. There are many ink paintings and calligraphy hanging around. After a special arrangement, there is a little more elegant meaning in the extravagance. There is a fragrant breeze, even if a brash man is embarrassed to play hooligans here.

Xu Xian looked at his clothes, barely considered clean and tidy, and then looked at others... It is not comparable at all, except that the executives and nobles are extraordinary and powerful, and no one cares about his insignificant little role at all. Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, brother, did you sneak over here too?"

Suddenly the sound from his side frightened Xu Xian. It was a young man in a black brocade suit with a bright white jade pendant around his waist. Looking at Xu Xian curiously.

"Uh, it's almost the same." Xu Xian felt that it seemed okay to say that.

"Awesome." The black-clothed boy looked admiringly. "You are completely dressed up like you really are. If I hadn't just glanced at it by accident, I couldn't find it."

Xu Xian felt that if he continued to talk about this topic, he would definitely expose himself, and his eyes moved to the stage not far away: "What are those people doing?"

On the stage, there are a few small servants who are busy organizing things.

"Well, you are here at the right time." The black-clothed boy was quite talkative. "Just now, a famous swordsman took out dozens of Lingjing and asked the new luthier to come to the front desk to play a song alone. , The shot is so generous, it's full of my pocket money for a month."

Xu Xian was silent, dozens of Lingjing, according to his current salary, he should be able to save so much for decades without eating or drinking.

"Come here." The black-clothed boy was suddenly excited.

Xu Xian subconsciously looked up and couldn't help staying there.

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When the stage was finished, Bai picked up the guqin and walked towards the front desk, lifted the veil curtain, and suddenly narrowed his eyes when he saw the bright light.

In an instant, everyone who marveled at the boldness of the swordsmen stood on the spot, and the whole hall was silent.

The spiritual light is soft and bright, illuminating the shadows on the stage, the snow-white dress wraps the exquisite slender figure, and the long black hair is simply tied up. The pure face is not like the beauty of the world.

The beautiful lady is light pink, bright like a light cloud.

Originally, Bai didn’t like rouge and gouache, but after Xiaorou’s pleading, he applied some reluctantly, and took a picture with a mirror. It didn’t make any difference. I don’t understand why I have to do this, Rouge. The fragrance always makes her want to sneeze.

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world."

"In the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the willows compete for the spring. There is beauty in the peerless era, and the snow will stop talking."

Both men and women are shocked by the beauty of the country and the city.

The hall quickly became noisy and noisy, even the swordsman could not help but glanced twice. He didn't expect that the musician who could play such a moody piano sound was such a beautiful girl.

Bai put the guqin away, looked around with beautiful eyes, fell on the swordsman, and reached out to him.

"Where is the spirit crystal?"

In a simple sentence, it easily broke the impression of Gao Leng fairy. The indifferent swordsman was a little bit dumbfounded, and passed the Lingjing over. It feels like this is also good, at least better than those who claim to be innocent, face to face and set behind, it is disgusting .

Putting away the spirit crystal, his pure face showed a bright smile from the heart, the heaven and the earth seemed to lose their color, and countless people were stunned.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of Xu Xian in the crowd, wondering how this person would be here, and didn't pay too much attention to it.

White fingers flicked across the strings, making a pleasing sound...

Xu Xian can be sure that the girl in white clothes on the stage is the one he met on the stone bridge before. After seeing the scene before him, he was relieved for some reason. It turned out that he was only working as a luthier in the Luoxue Tower. He felt that It's a bit funny, he cares so much about what both sides do for no reason.

The sound of the piano is really nice, like Lengyue Xinghui, deep forest and quiet spring, the girl in white is sitting there, really like a fairy in Linfan.

At the end of the song, the hall was silent.

According to normal circumstances, after a brief silence, there should be a burst of applause and a lot of praise, but it is a pity that there are always some mavericks.

A young man in blue stood up from the crowd. From the perspective of his temperament, he should be a literati. His eyes were vicissitudes of life and melancholy. He thought he had experienced something, but it was more like a deliberate act. At this time, everyone did not move and suddenly stood up. The blue-clothed youth naturally caught everyone's attention.

"I once heard a few lyrics from my friend, one of which is still fresh in my memory."

He paused slightly, his face was reminiscent, and his expression became a little sad, and it seemed that he was brewing feelings.

"Singgirls don't know the hatred of subjugation, and they still play the guqin sound across the river. Alas, the wind and rain are shaking everywhere now. You and other showgirls don't know how terrible the hatred of subjugation is. How sad it is to play music in this land of fireworks!"

As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of everyone looking at the young scholar became faint, and the effect of a few simple words group mockery became full.

After Bai Hou realized it, she realized that this person was mocking herself openly and taunting herself. From the ancient village of Cangxi to the Jiangnan region, she did see a lot of chaotic flames along the way. Ordinary people will bear it.

Wars have also appeared in the Jiangnan region. It seems that there are rebels. The human kingdom is like this. The establishment, rise, and collapse of the human kingdom are just reincarnations. They have been seen many times in hundreds of years.

Bai is very puzzled, what does this have to do with her? She is just an ordinary passer-by. What is she doing nosy to do with humans robbing turf? Besides, on the way she came, she also saved many ordinary people who were in danger. As the Snake Demon White who asked the realm of Dao, she felt that she was kind enough.

The white face beckoned to the scholar without expression.

"come here."

The scholar disdainfully snorted, and came to the stage with his head raised and his chest raised, his eyes quite arrogant.

Xu Xian opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed slightly, never leaving the stage.

Many people looked at the scholar with unkind eyes, and it was obvious that his words offended many people.

"Oh, an ordinary scholar, does he really think he's the same thing?" The black-clothed boy squinted his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

The corners of Bai's mouth curled up slightly, and his smile was pure and bright. The scholar couldn't help but stare blankly. Then... Bai grabbed his hair, clenched his little hand and punched his stomach, his handsome face instantly turned red, and he let out a muffled snort.

"I'll kill you! All day long shouting self-cultivation to rule the country and peace, you have the ability to join the army and fight the rebellion! What kind of ability is this disgusting person! I rely on labor to make money to support myself, you still have the face to sneer here in poems! Singer! Return the guqin sound! Keep talking..."

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, watching the fairy in white beating the scholar violently, not knowing what to do...