Chapter 88

In the dark, the river breeze is like a swallow. It moves quickly in the spacious house and approaches the room with the only light.

The speed of the river wind is fast enough, and it is not long before it gets close to the room, lying on the door to listen. It is quiet and there is no sound. It seems that there is no one at all.

The river breeze says secretly: "impossible, I just saw a figure clearly."

Pop!

At this time, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and there was no light in such a big house. It seemed that the whole world was dark all at once.

The river breeze suddenly startled, quickly retreated a few steps, eyes fixed on aspects, in case of danger.

"Now that you're here, come in." There was a very pleasant sound in the room, full of a trace of bewitching.

But Jiang Feng can still hear it. The owner of this voice is Yue Hua die, who once met him.

Chu Qingqing did not make a mistake. This is the residence of Yue Huadie.

Jiang Feng is not a coward either. They all say that he has been let in. If he doesn't go in, he will lose face.

Bang!

Jiang Feng kicked the door open and stepped in.

In the dark room, Yue Hua dieduan sits behind a wooden table, his eyes are like lightning, looking at the river wind, and there is a strong wind stirring around him, like a needle or awn.

Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed, so strong momentum, completely different from the last time I saw her.

It's just another person.

"Has she been hiding her strength before?" River wind is the secret road.

According to the current strength of yuehuadie, it is almost the same as his strength.

If they really fight, no one will take advantage.

"Jiang Feng, why do you come to me?" Yuehua butterfly said coldly, "don't you know that it's against the law to break into other people's homes without permission?"

"Ha ha, I'm still clear about this, but I suspect you've taken other people's things, so come here and have a look. If you take them, I'll take them back by the way. Don't let them worry." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Well, what's the evidence?" Music painting butterfly cold hum way.

"The evidence, of course, is for you to say it yourself." Jiang Feng suddenly attacks Yue Huadie.

Because he knew that even if he broke his tongue here, Yue Huadie would not admit it. He had to fight first.

Pop!

Yuehua butterfly sat still and clapped her hands on the wooden table.

I saw a long box flying up. Yue Huadie caught it with both hands and quickly took out the contents.

It's a piano.

Qin with ancient fragrance and rhyme.

Jiuxiao huanpei!

"Sure enough, you stole it. Now I see how cunning you are." Cried Jiang Feng.

"I had the intention of sophistry, and I didn't intend to hide it, otherwise I wouldn't show it to you now." Yue Huadie sneered: "this nine Xiao ring Peiqin is originally our family's thing, I just take back my own thing."

At this time, Jiang Feng had already attacked her and cried, "I really can find a reason for myself. Do you still steal your things? It's a joke."

"Hum, believe it or not, let's see." Yue Huadie's face was angry, and his hands were playing on the strings.

Ding Ding Dong

There was a sound of music.

But the difference is that the music is not a pleasant sound, but a sound of hidden murder.

It seems that there are swords, spears and halberds hidden in the voice, and it also seems that there are frost and cold thorns hidden in the voice. It is more fierce than the killing weapon and sharper than the axe.

The river breeze is greatly surprised, stiffly stopped the body, then a backspin, side arrived one side.

But still did not completely avoid, a blade from his skirt, cut a cut, fortunately did not hurt the skin.

The river breeze covers the clothes that have been cut and rotten. He is afraid after a shock. Almost, he is here.

I didn't expect that the fire of this painting butterfly was so terrible.

The key is that her piano is so loud that she can kill people.

This is exactly the same as those immortals who used music to control the enemy in fairyland. At the beginning, his beautiful master Wu MuQing would have done this.

That kind of immortal method is very exquisite and complex, and it is extremely difficult to master. Rao is a talented scholar in the past.

And now the music painting butterfly can use such a technique, really surprised him.

The sound of music is not gone, one after another, a steady stream, a stream of murderous again towards the river.

Jiang Feng has suffered a loss once and will never suffer a second.

Shua Shua!

Jiang Feng lights up his ears, seals his hearing with genuine Qi, and directly cuts off the spread of music. Naturally, he will not be hurt by vocal music.

"Hum, that's all." Jiang Feng disdains to hum. He has seen such moves and naturally knows how to deal with them, so they can't defeat him.

Jiang Feng picked up a stool beside him and smashed it at the Yuehua butterfly.

Yue Huadie's eyes narrowed, his hands played together, and a broadsword flew away. In an instant, it broke the stool and turned into a piece of sawdust.

The wind of the river keeps on throwing out all kinds of things one after another. The goal is to draw butterflies happily.

But no matter what they throw, they are easily dissolved by Yue Hua die.

"You know how to solve vocal music." Happy to draw butterfly road.

"That's natural. How can you get me by such a trick?" Jiangfengdao.

"Look

Jiang Feng smiles a little. He pours real Qi into his hands and pats towards Yuehua butterfly.

"Lion's flaming paw!"

Boom

In the palm of the river breeze, there was a wave of overwhelming force, condensing a stream of darkness. It was actually over the natural dark color around, like the ink in the ink. It was so thick that it seemed to stick to the body.

This is the result of Jiang Feng's efforts to stimulate Zhenqi.

Yue Huadie was slightly surprised and quickly played the nine Xiao ring Peiqin in his hand.

I saw her hands a hook, put a strange posture, and then suddenly a play, the whole jiuxiao ring Peiqin Dun time is flourishing, such as needle piercing, people can't open their eyes.

Ding Ding, Ding Dong

Vocal music has become a weapon in essence, and it is pouring in towards the river breeze.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The sound of weapons cutting through the air is like the explosion of a mountain. It is booming and powerful.

Jiang Feng's ears move, like an ant, swallowing the seal.

Soon, he heard the music again, drilling his eardrum, which made his heart angry.

But the two palms have been taken out and can no longer be taken back. The river breeze can only be hardened.

Bang bang!

A loud noise, under the hands of the river wind, smashed the weapon of Yue Hua die, but also rebounded by the power of Yue Sheng, which made him fly back more than ten steps before stopping.

Jiang Feng only felt his blood boiling in his body and his chest was stuffy. If it wasn't for another breath of Qi, he would have vomited blood.

And yuehuadie didn't get any good either. The wooden table in front of her tilted to one side, and the nine Xiao ring Peiqin almost fell off.

Yuehua butterfly's hair is a little messy, and the corners of her mouth are light, overflowing with a trace of imperceptible blood.

At the end of this round, the two were even, and it was a draw.

Yue Huadie stares at Jiang Feng, his face is very ugly. He clenches his silver teeth and says bitterly, "do you have to be both defeated to be satisfied?"

"No, I just want to get back jiuxiao ring Peiqin." Jiang Feng said, "after all, I promised to take the piano back."

"Well, you'd better die." Music draws butterfly to hum a way.

"In that case, let's make a deal. Chu Tianxiong bought the zither for 150 million yuan. If you want, give it to someone else. That's it." Jiang Feng knew that he couldn't get it back, so he went back and asked for a second time. He hoped that Yue Huadie could return the money he had spent, so he could give Chu Tianxiong an account.

"I don't have that much money. If I had more money, I wouldn't let him buy it that day." Yuehua butterfly Road, the tone is somewhat unruly, which means that I intend to default.

Jiang Feng turned his eyes and said, "if you don't have money, you can use things to offset it. I think you have a lot of antiques here. Chu Tianxiong also loves antiques. Just give him a few."

"Delusion, I will not give him anything, my family's things, how can I exchange things, there is no such reason in the world. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, and I will not pursue today's affairs for the time being, otherwise we will be caught dead and I will not be afraid of you. " Yuehuadie's eyes are slightly staring, and his tone is fierce.

"Well, I'll accompany you to the end today, and try how much ability you have," Jiang Feng sneered, and then put on a posture.

"Don't push me. We're not easy to get in trouble." Yue Huadie said: "and I tell you, this nine Xiao ring Peiqin is really our family's property. It's a fact. The Chutian male doesn't have eyes and has to compete with me. Otherwise, I've already got it. Why use such dishonorable means?"

"Happy family?" Jiang Feng frowns slightly. It seems that he has never heard of a musician in Xiuwu family. Is it a hermit family?

"Yes, it's the musician. I'm one of the hundred musicians, the descendant of Lechi." Yue Huadie said.

When she said this, she raised her head high with a strong pride. This is an indelible pride of the clan. No matter how many years it has been passed on, it will never change.

"A hundred schools of thought! Happy family The river breeze exclaimed.

"Hum, are you afraid? If you are afraid, drive away." Music draws butterfly to hum a way.

"It's not fear, it's shock. I didn't expect to meet the descendants of various schools of thought one day, and I'm also the descendants of Lechi. It's really lucky." Jiang Feng said.

I'm afraid many people don't know who lechen is. When we talk about lechen, we have to mention the Confucian sage Kong. This lechen is a disciple of Confucius.

Strictly speaking, Yue Hua die should be a Confucian.

At that time, there were 72 sages in Confucius' school. They had different skills. They were mainly divided into six arts, namely, ritual, music, shooting, imperial, calligraphy and mathematics.

Among the seventy-two sages, Yuezhen is the disciple who specializes in "music", the true biography of sage Confucius.

In the end, it gradually evolved into a skill of killing people. With the change of time, the musician gradually became independent, but the worshipped saint was still Confucius.

The most famous schools are Yin Yang school, Confucianism, Mohist school, famous school, Legalist school, Taoist school, political strategist, miscellaneous school, peasant school, novelist, strategist and doctor.

Of course, there are many other hundred, but their strength and influence can't be compared with the above 12.

Now, the emergence of Yuehua butterfly means that all schools of thought are still inheriting, and there are many activities of later generations in the contemporary era.

If that is the case, the river breeze really only sees a tiny corner of the world, and there are more things he does not see.

If you think about it, the world is really something to look forward to.