A guest listening to the piano

You can't never leave me! ...Why should I remember you forever..."

"Hahahaha...hahahaha...so calculating! so cruel!...I, I am not as good as you...not as good as you..."

In the desolate wilderness, the man's choked-up voice was half a smile or a cry, but no one knew whether there were tears in his covered eyes.

The author has something to say: It's finally over.I think, in this chapter, I should abuse Mr. Ji, not Ms. Ji

》》So, sister Shengxiao, call me sister Shengxiao.Bi Luo begs for a hug, for a rub, for a boob~~

Volume [-]: Sitong is combined into a qin, with ancient sounds

Legend of Lu Xiaofeng 1

Shihua Pavilion, one of the famous brothels in the south of the Yangtze River.The vermilion pavilions, the hazy and charming gauze curtains, and the bone-crushing Yingge Yanyu.The benefactors hugged left and right, enjoying the woman's delicate body and soft voice.The smell of wine, the sound of music, and the fragrance of daughters.

On the stage in front, one by one of the women showed off their talents, and in the flattering voice of the bustard, they listened helplessly to the benefactors’ bids like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They could only humbly yearn for their destination tonight in their hearts So hopeless.

"No, sir, let me go—" the woman begged sadly.Those cat-like eyes were supposed to be agile and cunning, but now they were covered with a layer of mist, unable to fall.The limp body like a willow branch struggled uselessly under the big palm of the client.An already fair face was even whiter now, even the blue veins under the skin could be faintly seen.

"Fuck me, I paid the money, you bitch, what are you pretending to be a chaste and strong woman?!" The man with a thick face opened his thick lips, and he uttered all kinds of foul language. Those inverted triangular eyes Staring lustfully at the woman's palm-sized face.

The woman burst into tears, and kept crying and begging under the tugging of the man. With that yell, a man in white in the private room upstairs frowned.

"Go and buy her." The man's knife-like sharp-edged face looked gloomy, and although his tone was calm, there was faint anxiety.The servant next to him immediately said yes, and went downstairs to negotiate without any hesitation, obviously well-trained.

When Shaman was taken from that vulgar client to the private room, her face was still dazed, and she hadn't turned around from the situation just now.However, the moment she saw the man in white, she immediately withdrew the expression on her face and saluted respectfully. Even though the joy in her heart came to her heart, the man's demeanor made her face faintly hot.

The bustard downstairs smiled obsequiously at the benefactors who had just been disturbed, and finally calmed down everyone's emotions.The girls on the stage started playing and dancing again, and the atmosphere in the building slowly returned to the frivolity of pleasure-seeking.

The women on the stage smiled charmingly, their seductive bodies swaying, attracting the attention of the audience.

At this time, a bloody turtle rushed into the hall from behind. He was terrified, one hand was missing, and there seemed to be a sword mark on his chest. It looked like someone had slashed obliquely from top to bottom. He fell, broke his arm, and slashed directly into the body.He staggered and rushed into the front hall, and the spurted blood dripped and stained the road red.

"Ah—dead! Mother, mother, murder—"

Everyone in the hall was stunned by this scene.Then, those who came to their senses wanted to pay and leave.The whole garden is in chaos.

The old procuress glared fiercely at Mr. Gui, who was bleeding and fell to the ground, and immediately put his hands on his hips and shouted: "That guest can do such a small favor for the flower shop, and keep the murderer behind. From now on, the flower shop will treat you like a guest. Drinks are free!"

Naturally, the guests in the Planting Flower Pavilion are not only the sons and daughters of rich families, but also the Jianghu people who are willing to lick their blood. With the conditions of the Planting Flower Pavilion, it is natural for someone to stand up.The old bustard smiled flatteringly, and then walked into the flower planting hall along the blood trail with the support of several thick-skinned men.

Upstairs, Shaman looked at Gong Jiu in horror, with a pitiful face, as if he had been frightened by the scene just now.

Gong Jiu took a look at her, calmly raised his glass and sipped the excellent flower carving Shaman poured for him, a gleam flashed in his cold eyes.With his eyesight, he can naturally see that the sword mark is really extraordinary.Unexpectedly, his trip this time would be quite rewarding.

The crowd slowly approached the depths of the Planting Flower Pavilion along the blood trail, and the smell of blood at the tip of their noses became more and more intense.Finally, in the garden of the Planting Flower Pavilion, everyone saw a dozen guards lying on the ground. The blood on their bodies was faint, and almost all of them were killed with a sword.

A woman leaned against the rockery and fell to the ground with a long piano across her legs. Her head was lowered, her whole body was stiff, and she was still trembling uncontrollably.

Several big men didn't pay attention to her, just glanced at her, and then looked around in the garden with a weapon in hand, just as if the woman in the flower planting hall was frightened by seeing such a scene.After investigation by everyone, there was no one alive in the whole garden except for the woman.Several people looked around with solemn expressions, afraid that the murderer would hide in a dark place and kill him secretly.

The old bustard's expression was ugly, she squinted at the thirteen or fourteen year old woman, she could tell with her eyesight that this woman should be one of the young girls who had just been bought by the planting flower shop not long ago.It's just that she lowered her head now, but she couldn't see her face clearly, and she didn't know which one it was.And the temperament and demeanor of the whole body made the old bustard frown slightly, and his heart was slightly confused.

"Mother Li, it seems that the murderer has already left." Kong Wu, a man with a scar on his face, said to the old bustard.

"Oh my, Captain Wang, you have to help me~~ Something happened to my planting house, it will be difficult in the future~~" The old bustard pretended to wipe his tears with a handkerchief, and pointed at the so-called king. The escort cried, "If you can help..." She rolled her eyes, pointed at the woman beside the rockery, and said, "I will send that girl to the escort. The escort usually walks the darts, and there is no one here." Dear people are taking care of me, and I feel sorry for my mother too~~"

Wang Biaotou squinted at the silent woman with her head bowed, and nodded secretly in her heart. Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, she was still a beautiful woman, but she seemed to be frightened, so she would slowly comfort her in the future.At the moment, she nodded with a smile: "Mother Li, you are very polite. Wang and the Yamen also have a little friendship, so the flower shop will definitely be fine."

Gong Jiubai, who followed the crowd, watched this scene boredly, feeling a little lost in his heart, because he had missed a master.His upturned phoenix eyes glanced lazily and uninterestedly at the people in the garden, his eyes swept over the woman, and then looked back suddenly.The woman's trembling hand was placed on the strings. If he remembered correctly, that hand should have been on the side just now.

Gong Jiu stared playfully at the woman beside the rockery, and saw the slender fingers struggling to swipe on the strings. The next moment, Gong Jiu's eyes lit up, as bright as bright stars.

The sound of the zither was like a long sword unsheathed, sharp and compelling, like a dragon chant, and even more implying murderous intent.The next moment, Gong Jiu's gaze became even hotter when he saw the extra corpses in the garden.

"...You, won't you come out?" The woman's faint voice sounded, and in Gong Jiu's ears, he felt that those cold and noble women he had seen before were all fake and noble, and this woman turned all the beauties in the world into Became a vulgar fan.

Gong Jiu walked out from where he was standing before, gestured with his hands behind his back, implying his subordinates to go down and deal with the future officers and soldiers outside.

"Dare to ask the girl's name in Xia Gongjiu?" Gong Jiu saluted Ji Qing politely.Although Jiu Gongzi always has his eyes high above his head and is conceited to the point of conceit, but when facing truly powerful people, especially powerful beauties, he will also respect the virtuous and corporal.

Ji Qing still lowered her head, didn't move a bit, and didn't take back her hand on the strings: "Do you want anything from me?"

Gong Jiu was stunned for a moment, and her sharp eyes were stained with darkness: "The girl is really joking, the girl has killed so many people, shouldn't it be that the girl has something to ask for?"

"You are here to deal with me, which is to show your posture." The woman's voice was a little tired.

Gong Jiu's eyes rolled around, and his eyes glanced at Ji Qing again, and he understood where the peacekeeping on the woman was: "Before, I wanted to ask the girl, but..." He smiled, and his figure moved , and pulled Ji Qing into her arms: "Now, it's the girl who has something to ask for, isn't she?"

Before, Gong Jiu wanted to recruit Ji Qing, a master, so naturally he wanted her.He originally thought that Ji Qing was a daring person with a high degree of skill, or that the people he wanted to kill hadn't been killed yet, so he stayed in the planting flower house.However, just now he glanced at Ji Qing again, and he saw that she couldn't move at all, presumably because she was seriously injured, so there might be something else behind her being in this place of fireworks.

Ji Qing really couldn't move. In order to save Prince Changqin, she transferred the power of her soul to him. Now her soul is extremely weak, and she can't even control her current body.The whole body was stiff, and every movement was extremely difficult, and the friction between the body and the soul was like ten thousand ants eating one's heart.Moreover, if the soul is too weak, it will be difficult to nourish the body, and this body will slowly wither like a flower losing water.And she is afraid that she is going to slowly taste a little bit of death.

At this moment, being hugged by Gong Jiu suddenly, the place where Ji Qing was touched was in unbearable pain for a moment, the friction between body and soul was like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, and there was a muffled groan immediately.Gong Jiu looked down, and before he could be amazed by that appearance, he was attracted by the blood spilling from the corner of Ji Qing's mouth.When he made a quick decision, he used lightness skills and flew out of the Flower Planting Pavilion with the woman in his arms.Even if this woman has not agreed to