The wind rises for a thousand years

They are not comparable to ordinary people.

Wanyanxi's things were really few, after he finished tidying up, he opened a corner of his shirt, only to see that there was a small pocket sewn on the inside of the coat, which was still bulging.

The young man said in a young voice, "Pu Tu, come out."

I saw the bulging "little bag" move, first revealing a small pink nose tip, then a slightly moving beard, and finally a golden head with a pair of small dark eyes.

Wanyanxi raised the corner of her mouth, rubbed that little head with her fingers, and said: "Although I don't understand why girls are afraid of mice, there are many girls here, so you can't come out and run around, do you understand?"

"Squeak." The little gerbil stuck out its tongue to show that it understood.

"If you are obedient, I will bring you delicious food."

"Squeak!" The little gerbil was obviously very happy.

I don't know if it's because of the peaceful temperament cultivated in Tianling Mountain, or maybe it's also influenced by Mo Qinghan's indifferent personality, but Wanyanxi has been staying in the house for the past few days and never took a step out.Only Brother Qiang sat by the side and babbled about him when sending them back to him these days. After a long time, seeing that Wan Yanxi didn't respond, he was so bored that he didn't bother to come, so he sent a thin servant to him. Deliver food.The servants called the little servant monkey, but he didn't look that clever, his eyes were dull, only when Wanyanxi played the piano, his eyes flashed a little, and he looked a little angry.After coming and going, this little servant became Wanyanxi's only audience.Sitting next to him quietly, he followed Wanyanxi's temperament.

Until one day, Brother Qiang kicked in the door with a displeased expression on his face, cursing and saying, "You're lucky, boy! The lady said that she wants to meet you, a male musician." He deliberately emphasized the word "male", and his tone was full of Disdain and ridicule.

Wanyanxi glanced at the frightened monkey, but said calmly: "Then ask Brother Qiang to lead the way."

It's like punching cotton with a whip ready to cover your ears who wants to be a Squib.Brother Qiang held his breath in his heart, and stared at the young man for a long time but didn't let it go.In the end, he could only turn around and lead the way: "Follow up well!!"

How about saying that the boudoirs of thousands of women have thousands of styles, not to mention that she is a rare beauty in the world.Walking up the door, the aroma is tangy.Under the envious and jealous eyes of some people, Wanyanxi opened the door with a calm face, and the result was that he was powdered by the "style" mixed with various floral fragrances.

What is Liuchunfang?Spring has its own flowers, and where the flowers bloom is spring.Magnolia table decorations, peony tattoos, peach-pink gauze curtains, hibiscus railings, and the rich fragrance of lilies in the air.This was quite a shock to Wanyanxi who had only smelled sandalwood at most, so he frowned subconsciously.

"You are the first man whose first reaction was to frown when he entered my boudoir." A charming and provocative voice like a silver bell came from behind the screen.

Wanyanxi didn't answer the call, just waited for the man to step out of the screen and walk in front of him.

There are many words in the world describing the appearance of the number one beauty in Nanhong.What are "hands like catkins, skin like creamy fat", "brows like unbent willow leaf eyebrows, with peach blossom eyes full of spring", "like beautiful flowers shining in the water when demure, like weak willows supporting the wind when moving".And the first thing that caught Wanyanxi's eyes was that pink shirt.The pink long skirt was tied high at the waist, and the brocade short jacket made the waist look as thin as a willow.The hem of the skirt was extremely long, and it was embroidered with peach blossoms.Further up is the face of a young girl in her twenties.The lips are red without spots, and the eyebrows are green without painting.The muscles and bones are shiny and moist, and the eyes are like water apricots.The unique agility and moistness of southern women are all reflected in that face.Dark clouds piled on the temples, a gold and jade hairpin was pinned to it, and a radiant bead hung from the tail of the hairpin.Neither thick nor light, the temperament is like orchid, and the elegance is extremely elegant, which is really rare in the world.

Looking at Wanyanxi who still had a calm face, Ma Xinya looked slightly surprised.Normally, any man would be stunned when he saw her even if he didn't look surprised, but the young man in front of him has only frowned slightly since he opened the door but has not responded yet.In my heart, I was even more curious about this rare male luthier. Could it be possible to let a man go by playing the piano?

In fact, this can't be blamed on Wanyanxi, since she was a child in Tianling Mountain, she is used to being pure-hearted and ascetic, and she doesn't even have the slightest idea of ​​women.Otherwise, Mo Qinghan thinks that this child is naturally indifferent and has a high level of comprehension.What's more, there are many beauties around him. If you have to compare, this Miss Ma is not as stunning as Master Huang Yu, as soft as Uncle Wanyan Lian, as elegant as Master Qin Yuanpo, as clever as Zhu Mo, as free and easy Chu Changhuai.The last one can be ignored for the time being, after all, she is a lady of every family.It's just that those above are men.

"I heard brother Cheng En said that your piano skills are very good, but is it true?"

"It was Manager Ma who promoted him."

"I don't care, Brother Cheng En's words are never wrong." Ma Xinya smiled mischievously: "This time you will play the main tune of Die Luo, okay?"

"It's all up to Miss to arrange."

After saying this, the two fell into silence again.Ma Xinya frowned somewhat dissatisfied.It was the first time she had met such a man who asked her to take the initiative to find something to talk about. Normally, those people would try their best to make her happy, but this time it was really boring.

Losing the initial curiosity, Ma Xinya turned around and sat down at the table, patted a stack of rice paper on the table, rushed to Yan Xi and said, "Come here, here is the score, play a piece for me first."

Everyone in the world knows that the daughter of the Ma family is amazing when she dances with Die Luo, but few people pay attention to the song "Die Luo" that goes with it.The overall tune of this piece is very bright, and the transitions between sections are perfectly connected with soft tones.Until the end, the whole tune drops suddenly, as if there is really a butterfly dying and falling down in front of the eyes.It is in stark contrast to the beauty of the past, which makes people infinitely embarrassed.

The song was over, but Wanyanxi couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.He had a feeling that the piece was not complete.

"Dare to ask Miss, who composed this song?"

Unexpectedly, Wanyanxi could take the initiative to talk to her, Ma Xinya was stunned for a moment before saying: "This is a gift I begged from brother Chengen when I was 12 years old."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ma Chengen's voice from outside the door: "Miss, the master told you to come over."

"Then let's stop here today, and I'll see you next time." Ma Xinya straightened her clothes, opened the door and went out.

When Wanyanxi walked out with Qin in his arms, he saw Ma Chengen standing outside the door.The man smiled when he saw him and said, "Congratulations, little brother, for becoming the main musician."

Wanyanxi looked at Ma Chengen, thought for a while and said, "What's the original name of this song?"

"Feng Yun." Ma Chengen didn't seem surprised at all, and answered very simply.

"Butterfly is not as good as Phoenix, so the original song must be more magnificent. The adaptations are so amazing, it's understandable that the original song was kept secret by Mr. Ma." Wan Yanxi touched the strings of the piano, as if reminiscing: " So, who does the steward want to play the whole piece?"

"Of course it's the original author, and my confidant in the next life." The man smiled helplessly: "It's a pity that he doesn't like this worldly thing, and he won't touch it after playing it once. But if I have a chance, I can pass this Fengyun to me." You. If it were you, little brother, I believe that I would be able to find a more suitable person than this one."

"The song of the world of mortals should be played by people in the world of mortals. Yan Xi would like to thank the manager here."

"But let's put this song aside for now. Brother Yan, are you interested in meeting the person Master Ma invited?"

"It's not appropriate to be a musician next time, is it?"

"It doesn't matter." Ma Chengen smiled slyly: "Maybe you know this guy, Brother Yan."

Xuanyuan

Wanyanxi really knew this person.

Tall and tall, he was dressed in an apricot-yellow robe bordered with silver thread.Light brown blond hair, bright red phoenix eyes, handsome facial features.And that powerful aura mixed with a hint of evil.This person is undoubtedly the Great Emperor Xuanming whom he and Chu Changhuai met in West Desert.After so many years, that face has not changed at all.

After seeing Yan Xi's expression, Ma Cheng'en said, "This person's name is Xuanyuan Xuanhuang."

"Xuanyuan?" Wanyanxi turned his head: "But that Xuanyuan from the three major families?"

The three major psychic families on the Fairy Continent: Wanyan, Xuanyuan, and Yeyue.These three families are the best among psychics in terms of spiritual power and blood bondage.If it is said that the Yan family is the family closest to the gods, then the Xuanyuan family is the family closest to the devil.Their spiritual arts are overbearing and destructive.Legend has it that Xuanyuan Xiao, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, once had a fierce battle with Wan Yanmiao that had never been seen in history.As a result, Xuanyuan Xiao was defeated and disappeared, and the Xuanyuan family gradually declined. There was no news of this family many years ago.

"Yeah." Ma Chengen nodded: "The master invited this time is the person behind the scenes, and he feels very strong just from the aura."

It's not just strong.Wanyanxi frowned: "This is just a dance, a performance, why bother..."

"It seems that Brother Yan is not very good at doing business." Ma Chengen stroked his mustache and smiled like a fox: "This is not just a performance." After speaking, he turned and left.

What Ma Chengen didn't know was that as soon as he turned around, Xuanyuan Xuanhuang looked straight at him.His eyes met Wanyanxi's, and his mouth opened.Wanyanxi saw that it was a sentence: "Long time no see."

A few days later, the performance started as scheduled.Wanyanxi finally understood why this was not just a performance.

The Jing, Su, and Ma families are giants in the business industry in the Central Plains, and their wealth is as rich as an enemy country.Today, Jing Yutian, the second son of the Jing family, Su Huazhen, the head of the Su family, and some well-known businessmen, writers, and even a small number of psychics in Fengzhou were all present.

Master Ma's face was full of smiles, he bowed and cupped his fists to everyone in the audience